Siegfried: (#66?) So you’re planning to do me harm?
Mime: (surprised: #129/#131 >>:) What, did I say that? (continuing tenderly: #131?:; #66 or #106?:; #?: [more Gibichung-like music?]) Siegfried, sonny, listen to me! You and your kind I have always hated with all my heart; (#21?) (tenderly: #41 duple vari &/or melody of “Mime’s Shambling Song” which was accompanied by #41 duple vari; #152 rhythm?:) it was not out of love that I brought you up (:#41 duple vari rhythm &/or melody of “Mime’s Shambling Song”; :#152 rhythm?), you burdensome child: (#20a vari?: [music of a certain nobility which accompanies Mime’s phrase: “… at the hoard in Fafner’s safekeeping,” the German phrase order being reversed in the following?]) my efforts were aimed at the gold, at the hoard in Fafner’s safekeeping (:#20a vari?). (as though promising him pretty things) If you don’t give it up to me willingly now, (as though he were ready to lay down his life for him: #156 embryo?: [musical phrase incorporating high-notes possibly foreshadows “Gutrune’s Motif”?]) Siegfried, my son, you must see for yourself (:#156 embryo?) – (with amiable jocularity: #41?) you must yield up your very life to me!
Siegfried: (#131:) That you hate me (#129 or #109?) I’m glad to hear: (#66:) but must I also yield up my life (:#66?) (#87)
Mime: (annoyed) Surely I didn’t say that? You’ve understood me all wrong! (He produces his flask: #105) (#105/41 duple vari>>:) Look, you are tired from toilsome exertions; your body must burn with a raging fire: anxious as ever, I didn’t delay but came to restore you with quickening draught. while you were smelting your sword, I was brewing this broth: if you drink it now (:#105/#41 duple vari), I’ll win your trusty sword and with it helmet and hoard. (sniggering)
Siegfried: (#129) So you’d steal my sword and all I have won by way of ring and booty?
Mime: (vehemently) How you mistake my meaning! Do I stammer or even talk rubbish? (#101 vari [expressing alarm, as heard in the prelude to S.2.1?]) I’m taking greatest pains after all to hide, by dissembling (:#101 vari), (#114?:) my secret thoughts and you, stupid boy, interpret everything wrongly (:#114?)! Open your ears and listen closely: hear (#57 frag?:) what Mime means (:#57
