You are young and brave,
Yet follow not the chase, but bide at home?
They would have had to tie me, and the cords
I would have gnawed in two. Oh huntsman's joy!
If one could only sing it!
HAGEN.
Wilt thou go?
SIEGFRIED.
Go!—Friend, I am so full of rage and wrath
That I could quarrel now with any man,
And so I long for bloodshed.
HAGEN.
And I too!
SCENE XI
Enter KRIEMHILD.