Opera Stories from Wagner by Florence Akin
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I wear to shreds poor foolish me!
Now, for my care, this is my gain,-- Only abuse and hate from thee." Siegfried looked straight into Mimi's eyes. He tried to see if Mimi were telling the truth. "How did you know my name was Siegfried?" he asked. Then Mimi told of the strange voice which said:-- "Siegfried is his name." But not once did the dwarf mention the sword. "You cowardly little wretch!" cried Siegfried. "You have told me so much that is not true that I can never believe you. "How do I know that this is not another of your miserable falsehoods? "Prove to me that this is true, or I shall make you sorry that you ever saw me. Prove it to me, I tell you!" cried Siegfried, as he grasped the shrinking dwarf by the shoulders. "I will! I will!" gasped the frightened Mimi; and he brought out the broken sword. SIEGFRIED MENDS HIS FATHER'S SWORD |
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