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Siegfried stood beside her. Gently he touched his lips to
that matchless forehead; softly he named her name,--
"Brunhild!"
The charm was broken. Up rose the peerless princess in all
her queen-like beauty; up rose the courtly ladies round her.
All over the castle, from cellar to belfry-tower, from the
stable to the banquet hall, there was a sudden awakening, a
noise of hurrying feet and mingled voices, and sounds which
had long been strangers to the halls of Isenstein. The
watchman on the tower, and the sentinels on the ramparts,
yawned, and would not believe they had been asleep; the
porter picked up his keys, and hastened to lock the
long-forgotten gates; the horses neighed in their stalls;
the watchdogs barked at the sudden hubbub; the birds,
ashamed at having allowed the sun to find them napping,
hastened to seek their food in the meadows; the servants
hurried here and there, each intent upon his duty; the
warriors in the banquet-hall clattered their knives and
plates, and began again their feast; and their chief dropped
his goblet, and rubbed his eyes, and wondered that sleep
should have overtaken him in the midst of such a
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And Siegfried, standing at an upper window, looked out over
the castle-walls; and he saw that the flames no longer raged
in the moat, but that it was filled with clear sparkling
water from the fountain which played in the garden. And the
south wind blew gently from the sea, bringing from afar the
sweetest strains of music from Bragi's golden harp; and the
breezes whispered among the trees, and the flowers opened
their petals to the sun, and birds and insects made the air
melodious with their glad voices. Then Brunhild, radiant
with smiles, stood by the hero's side, and welcomed him
kindly to Isenland and to her green-towered castle of
Isenstein.
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