secretly plotting Siegfried’s death. Curiously, in Siegfried’s remembrance of the Woodbird’s warning, he doesn’t recall how the taste of Fafner’s blood allowed Siegfried to hear the truth behind Mime’s false words as Mime was speaking, but states simply that Mime confessed the truth to him:
Siegfried: … then I listened again to the wonderful warbler; it sat in the treetop and sang: - (#129 >>> :) ‘Hey!, Siegfried now owns the helm and the ring: o let him not trust the treacherous Mime! He only wants him to win him the hoard; now he’s craftily lying in wait and seeking to take Siegfried’s life – o let him not trust Mime (:#129)!’ (#66)
Hagen: Did he warn you well? (#66)
Four Vassals: You rewarded Mime?
Siegfried: (#123 vari:) With deadly drink he came over to me; (#123b?: [the oscillating figure of alternating chords associated with Mime’s potion. Does it contain any #20c or #42?]) Timid and stuttering he confessed evil thoughts (:#123 vari; :#123b? [potion?]): Nothung laid the rogue low. (#41 vari)
Hagen: (laughing harshly: #41 vari:) What he hadn’t forged Mime felt [“schmeckte”; could this be “tasted”?]) all the same (:#41 vari)! (#41)
(Hagen has the drinking-horn refilled and squeezes the juice of a herb into it.)
Two Vassals: (#66?:) What else did the bird have to tell you (:#66?)?
Hagen: (#153:) Drink first, hero, from my horn: (#153:) I’ve seasoned a sweet-tasting [“holden”] drink (#153:) to stir your memory afresh (:#153) (#42 end frag: He hands Siegfried the horn: #154:) so that distant [“Fernes”] things don’t escape you (:#154)! (#154)
Siegfried: (gazing thoughtfully into the horn and then drinking slowly from it. #150 vari; #66; #149) In sadness I raised an ear to the treetop: (#11 vari:) it sat there still and sang: - (#129 >>> :)
