[Exeunt.]
SCENE X
HAGEN.
Come, gather round and vote without delay
The doom of death.
GUNTHER.
Hagen, what sayest thou?
HAGEN.
Have we not cause enough? There stands the Queen
And burning tears are streaming from her eyes.
For shame she weeps!
(To BRUNHILDA.)
Oh, thou heroic Queen,
To whom alone my homage I do yield,
The man who shamed thee so must surely die!