“What was it that did touch me?”
the bold man thought, and he
Look’d round and sought on all sides,
but not a soul could see.
A voice said: “It is Siegfried,
’tis I, your trusty friend,
As to this queen, I pray you,
let fear be at an end.”
“What was it that did touch me?”
the bold man thought, and he
Look’d round and sought on all sides,
but not a soul could see.
A voice said: “It is Siegfried,
’tis I, your trusty friend,
As to this queen, I pray you,
let fear be at an end.”