Yes. And I've made a verse about it, and this is how it goes:
[Sings triumphantly.]
I am free! I am free! I am free!
No more life in the prison for me!
I am free as a bird! I am free!
For I believe I have awakened now—at last.
It almost seems so.
[Drawing a deep breath.] Oh—how divinely light one feels on waking!
Good-night, Frau Maia—and good luck to—
[Calls out, interposing.] Hush, hush!—for the devil's sake let's have none of your wizard wishes. Don't you see that we are going out to shoot—
What will you bring me home from the hunting, Maia?
You shall have a bird of prey to model. I shall wing one for you.
[Laughs mockingly and bitterly.] Yes, to wing things—without knowing what you are doing—that has long been quite in your way.
[Tossing her head.] Oh, just let me take care of myself for the future, and I wish you then—! [Nods and laughs roguishly.] Good-bye—and a good, peaceful summer night on the upland!