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now lies heaped on the hearth! (#119/#103 Fragment >>) Hoho! Hoho! Hohei! Hohei! Hoho; [[ #121 ]] Blow, you bellows, fan the flames!”

 

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[[#120]] “Siegfried’s Smelting Song”

Siegfried’s re-forging of his father Siegmund’s (ultimately, Wotan’s) sword Nothung, the embodiment of Wotan’s grand idea for redemption. Siegfried’s re-forging of Nothung is Wagner’s dramatization of Wotan’s futile hope that the free hero he longed for could create (or forge) himself

(#120 possibly related to #105, and thus to #111 and #127)

[See #119 for #120’s dramatic context]

 

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[[#121]] Siegfried’s blowing of the bellows while smelting Nothung

(#121’s motival links, if any, not yet ascertained)

[See #119 for #121’s dramatic context]

 

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[[#122]] Nothung as Siegfried’s fiery Phallus – the natural necessity of Loge’s (Siegfried the artist-hero’s archetype) authentically inspired artistic creativity – cooled and stiffened in the bucket (womb) of water (a metaphor for the Rhine, and for Siegfried’s cooling the fire which is consuming his heart, in Bruennhilde’s flood)

(#122 transforms into #123; their other motival links, if any, not yet ascertained)

“Mime: (Downstage aside: #46 Fragment) When he’s fought himself weary with the dragon, a drink may refresh him from his efforts. (#30 Vari; #97 Vari) From herbal juices I’ve gathered, I’ll brew a drink for him; (#97 [strongly emphasized!!!) He’ll need to drink only very few drops before sinking, senseless, into sleep: (#109 Vari) with the selfsame weapon he won for himself (more and more animatedly: #109?) I’ll easily clear him out of the way and attain to both Ring and hoard. (He rubs his hands with glee.) Hey, wily Wanderer, though you thought (#120>>) me a fool, how does my subtle wit (#41?) now suit you? Have I not won me respite and peace? (#109)

 

Siegfried: (#119 >>) Nothung! Nothung! Fearsome Steel! Now your chaff-like steel’s been melted down: you’re swimming in your own sweat.

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