Heinrich.
Tannhauser!
Yes!
And we have thought you dead.
Landgrave.
Friends, will you swear to him
.■*
Heinrich.
Yes,
yes,
'tis he
!
Wolfram.
I
know the blithe look in the sober eyes
!
Landgrave.
Changed verily.
It
was most urgent, cousin,
I
were assured
of your identity.
Three weeks the couriers scour the land for you.
Urgent
demands
:
—how came you here at last
.''
Your horse
?
Your arms
?
Three years since Germany
Saw the brave eyes and kindly
face of you
!
Where
have you been
?
Upon the sacred
quest
Still riding
?
Tannhauser.
Ay, my lord, upon the quest.
Landgrave.
You travelled
in
far lands
.-*
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