NANNA. Fright me not, my Hother!
Affright me not! What mean’st thou? Mighty powers!
Thine eyes thou turnest from thy bride!
HOTHER (looking upon her with tenderness). Ah, Nanna!
NANNA. Ha! tears on Hother’s cheeks! Oh, save me, Freya!
What means this? Oh, I die!
HOTHER (he embraces her with violence). Oh, dearest Nanna!
NANNA. Oh heaven! say—
HOTHER (embraces her again). Once more, my bride!
NANNA. I tremble
What means this?
HOTHER. Canst thou bury in oblivion
Thy Hother’s cruel doubt? Say, canst thou pardon
His only crime?
NANNA. Think’st thou I can remember
That Hother e’er has err’d?
HOTHER. How nobly spoken!
Farewell, my bride! farewell, for ever.