Owns at all now;
Unbind, ye tyrants, his bonds!
LOGE [To Wotan.
Ought I to free him?
Art thou content?
WOTAN
A golden ring
Girdles thy finger:
Hearest, elf?
That also belongs to the hoard.
ALBERICH [Horrified.
The ring?
WOTAN
The ring must also
Go to the ransom.
ALBERICH [Trembling.
My life—but the ring: not that!
WOTAN [With greater violence.
The ring I covet;
For thy life I care not at all.
ALBERICH
But if my life I ransom
The ring I must also rescue
Hand and head,
Eye and ear
Are not mine more truly
Than mine is the ruddy ring!
WOTAN
The ring thou claimest as thine?
Impudent elf, thou art raving.
Tell the truth;
Whence was gotten the gold
To fashion the glittering gaud?
How could that be
Thine which reft was,
Thou rogue, from watery deeps?
To the Rhine's fair daughters
Down and inquire
If the gold
Was as gift to thee given
That thou didst thieve for the ring!
ALBERICH
Vile double-dealing!
Shameless deceit!
Wouldst thou, robber,
Reproach in me
The sin so sweet to thyself?
How fain thou hadst
Bereft the Rhine of its gold,
If it had been
As easy to forge as to steal!
How well for thee,
Thou unctuous knave,
That the Nibelung, stung
By shameful defeat,
And by fury driven,
Was fired into winning the spell
That now alluringly smiles!
Shall I, bliss debarred,
Anguish-burdened
Because of the
Curse-laden deed,
My ring as a toy
Grant to princes for pleasure,
My ban bringing blessing to thee?
Have a care,
Arrogant God!
My sin was one
Concerning myself alone:
But against all that was,
Is and shall be
Thou wouldst wantonly sin,
Eternal one, taking the ring.
WOTAN
Yield the ring!
Thy foolish talk
Gives no title to that.
[He seizes Alberich and draws the ring from his finger by force.