[A flickering glow, increasing in brightness, appears on the summit of the rock.
The fire will seize thee,
Seize and devour thee.—
Back, back, there, foolhardy boy!
SIEGFRIED
Stand back, old babbler, thyself!
For where the fire is burning,
To Brünnhilde yonder I go!
[He advances; the Wanderer bars his way.
WANDERER
Hast thou no fear of the fire,
Then barred by my spear be thy path!
I still hold the haft
That conquers all;
The sword thou dost wield
It shivered long ago:
Upon my spear eternal
Break it once more.
[He stretches out his spear.
SIEGFRIED [Drawing his sword.