Tannhäuser.
“Once I will shew Me waking. Destiny
Adds one illusion to thee. Yet, Oh child!
Yet will I not forsake thee; for thy soul,
Its splendid self, hath known Me. Fare thee well.”
Venus.
What are these strange and silly words? Awake!
Wake and devour me with the dawn of love,
The dragon to eclipse this moon of mine!
Tannhäuser.