ALBERICH [With a mocking laugh.
Share it with thee?
And the Tarnhelm too!
How sly thou art!
I could never
Sleep for a moment safely.
MIME [Beside himself.
What! not even
Strike a bargain!
I must go bare,
Beggared of gain!
Thou wouldst leave me with nothing!
[Shrieking.
ALBERICH
Nothing, not so
Much as a nail,
Shall fall to thy portion.
MIME [In a fury.
Neither ring nor Tarnhelm
Shall thy hand touch, then;
'Tis I will not share!
I will call on Siegfried,
Summon the aid
Of his keen-edged sword;
The lad will make
Short work, dear brother, of thee!