remark in V.3.1: “… receive his name from me”?]; #148; [[ #177a ]]; #148; [[ #177b ]] #148: From this point onwards the mists begin to divide again, until the hall of the Gibichungs can be made out once more, as in the opening act. #149 Vari; [[ #177ab ]]; #149 Vari; #170a?)”
[[#178 = #93]]Wagner’s Hymn (Sieglinde’s “Sublime Wonder”) to the failed artist-hero Siegfried and his muse of formerly unconscious artistic inspiration, Bruennhilde, who – thanks to Siegfried’s betrayal of Wotan’s unspoken secret, which she had kept in silence, to the light of day, now wakes forever, and becomes the voice of her mother Erda’s (Nature’s) objective knowledge of their fate
Sometimes called “The Redemption Motif,” or the “Motif of Redemption by Love,” but this is incorrect.
(See #93 for motival links)
(#115; #54; #2 [sounding like #1]: She signals to the Vassals to bear Siegfried’s body to the funeral pyre; at the same time she draws the Ring from his finger and gazes at it thoughtfully.)
Bruennhilde: My inheritance now I take as my own. (#19) Accursed band! (#19) (#164?; #19 Vari) Fear-ridden Ring! (#5/#15 Vari >>) I grasp your gold and give it away. (#59c; #12) Wise sisters (#59c/#174a >>) of the watery deep, (#4?) you daughters who swim in the Rhine, (#59c/#174a) I thank you for your sound advice! (#59a, b, or c?) I give you what you covet: (#12) (#Voc? [perhaps a reference to music associated in V.3.1 with Bruennhilde’s proclamation that Sieglinde, who had contemplated suicide, should live for her unborn child, prior to naming Siegfried and the introduction of #92 and #93?]) from my ashes take it as your own! (#12 Fragment) Let the fire that consumes me (#12 Fragment) cleanse the Ring of its curse: (#174c; #19 chords?) in the floodwaters let it dissolve, (#5?) and safely guard (#19?) the shining gold (#19 Vari; #51?) that was (#37) stolen to your undoing.
(#37; #98?; #19?; #21: She has placed the Ring on her finger and now turns to the pile of logs on which Siegfried’s body lies outstretched. She seizes a great firebrand from one of the vassals, brandishes it aloft and points to the back of the stage.)
Bruennhilde: (#35?; #34) Fly home, you ravens! (#35) Whisper to your lord what you heard here by the Rhine! (#33) (#35; #33>>>>) Make your way past Bruennhilde’s Rock: tell Loge, who burns there, to haste to Valhalla! (#54 >>>; #37) for the end of the gods (#2 [sounding like #1]) is dawning now: (#54 >>>) thus do I hurl the torch (#45 Chords) into Valhalla’s proud-standing fortress. (#20a Hint?)