that Alberich's victory is inevitable because he and his son Hagen are on the side of truth (while the gods and their heroes sustain themselves through self-deception), Wotan despairingly resigns himself to the eventual success of Alberich’s plan to storm Valhalla and bring about the twilight of the gods)
[See #83 for (#@: A or C?)’s dramatic context]
[[#84]] The first motif of “Wotan’s Anger” at Bruennhilde fighting for an ideal he has renounced
Wotan’s anger at Bruennhilde for disobeying his injunction to insure that Hunding exacts vengeance on Siegmund, is actually the product of Wotan’s self-contempt. It expresses his rage against himself, for he finds always only his own craven, egoistic motives behind all his efforts to create a hero, freed from the gods’ law and influence, who can redeem them from Alberich’s curse on his Ring. Bruennhilde still fights for Wotan’s futile hope, after Wotan has renounced it.
[See #83 for #84 Embryo’s dramatic context. See below for #84 Definitive's dramatic context]
[Bruennhilde wishes to support Siegmund against Hunding, but Fricka has forced Wotan to take Hunding’s side in order to sustain respect for the gods’ rule among men, in spite of Wotan’s love for Siegmund. Wotan’s anger at Bruennhilde arises from the fact that while he has acknowledged the need to abandon Siegmund and the cause of redemption of the gods of which Siegmund was the unwitting agent, Bruennhilde – inspired by Wotan’s feelings without suffering the burden of his contradictory thoughts – still stands by Siegmund:]
“Bruennhilde: (alarmed: 83 Vari) Speak, o tell me, what must your child do now?
Wotan: (embittered: #83a) Fight bravely for Fricka, (#68) for her, guard both wedlock and vows. (dryly) What she has chosen I choose, too: what use would my own will be to me? I cannot will a free man – for Fricka’s slaves now fight!
Bruennhilde: In pity’s name take back your word! You love Siegmund: (#47 or #82 or #90a Embryo?) Out of love for you – I know – I’ll shield the Waelsung.
Wotan: (#83a) Siegmund you must kill and master the field for Hunding! (…)