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other but building a nest and brooding inside it: (#104 [as a birdcall foreshadowing #128 fragment?]) young fledglings then would flutter out and both of them tended their brood. (#? [Birdcalls]) – (#106; #25) Deer, too, would rest in pairs in the bushes with even wild foxes and wolves: (#106 Varis >>>; the father brought food to the lair, the mother suckled the whelps. There I learned the meaning of love: [[ #108 Vari ]] from their mother I never took the whelps. (#106; #25) [[ #108 ]] Where, Mime, is your loving wife, that I may call her mother?

Mime: (angrily) What’s wrong with you, fool? How stupid you are! You’re neither a bird nor a fox.

Siegfried: (#105) From a suckling babe you brought me up, warming the little mite with clothes: - but how did you come by the childish mite? You made me, no doubt, without a mother … .

Mime: (in great embarrassment) You have to believe what I tell you. I’m your father and mother in one.

Siegfried: (#104) You’re lying, you loathsome fool! (#? [a different sort of Nature-Mood music with oscillating chords]) That the young look like their parents I’ve luckily seen for myself. When I came to the limpid brook, I glimpsed trees and beasts in its glassy surface; sun and clouds, just as they are, appeared in the glittering stream. (#92) And then I saw my own likeness too, (#71) quite different from you I though myself then: (#41/#5 Vari) as like to a toad were a glittering fish, though no fish ever crept from a toad. (#3?)

Mime: (#3?: Deeply annoyed) What frightful nonsense you’re spouting there!”

[[#107]] A child’s longing for the sanctuary of his authentic parents’ home (nest)

(#107’s motival links, if any, not yet ascertained)

[See #106 for #107’s dramatic context]

[[#108]] Siegfried’s question to Mime: since All animals and humans have loving fathers and mothers, where, Mime, is your loving wife, that I can call her mother?

(#108’s motival links, if any, not yet ascertained)

[See #106 for #108’s dramatic context]