Gutrun', gentle sister!
Open thine eyelids!
Look up and speak!
GUTRUNE
[Recovering consciousness.
Siegfried—they have slain Siegfried!
[She pushes Gunther back violently.
Hence! false-hearted brother,
Thou slayer of my husband!
Oh, who will help me!
Woe's me! Woe's me!
These men have murdered my Siegfried!
GUNTHER
Cast not the blame on me;
'Tis Hagen who must bear it:
He is the accursèd wild boar
That did the hero to death.
HAGEN