GOETTERDAEMMERUNG


A SONG OF THE PAST

One very dark night, three Norns came to the mountain crest to spin.

[Illustration: THREE NORNS CAME TO THE MOUNTAIN CREST TO SPIN]

If you had seen them, you would have called them witches.

They spun the thread of fate.

They were very, very old. The eldest was almost as old as the world.

They were tall and gaunt, and wore long black gowns.

Their faces and hands were deep-wrinkled with age, and their hair was as
white as the snow.

They had come up from the great, dark earth-hole, where they lived, and
now they crouched upon the rocks to spin their thread.

The eldest was the first to spin the thread, and as she spun, she sang a
song about the past, when Wotan and his happy family lived out of doors
upon the mountain-side.