Tannhauser.
Von Aschenheim
?
Landgrave.
The same.
I would
have wed her, but ('tis strange ! )
The lady had a purpose of her own,
And swore by all the Virgins in the Book
She would wed nobody but—Tannhauser.
So, like the foolish, doting sire I am,
I gave her thirty days to find you.
This
Must dumb you with astonishment.
Tannhauser.
Well, no !
The details,
unfamiliar
!
But the theme
I knew.
And therefore leaps my bosom up
:
I rob your verderer of his nag, and ho !
Low the long gallop
to Elizabeth
!
Wolfram.
Lucky and brave.
How we all envy you !
Heinrich.
Envy ?
This day when he comes back to us !
Why, we are lucky
too
!
We thought
you
dead
!
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