HAGEN
[With a strident laugh.
The steel that he forged not
Mime soon tasted!
[He has another drinking-horn filled, and drops the juice of a herb into it.
THE VASSALS
What further did the bird tell thee?
HAGEN
From my horn
Drink, hero, first:
A magical draught is this;
It will mind thee of things long forgotten,
And bring old days to remembrance.
[He offers the horn to Siegfried, who looks into it thoughtfully and then drinks slowly.