Richard Wagner's Ring of the Niblung

The First Norn [Fastening the rope again.] The night wanes, Dark grows my vision; I cannot find The threads of the rope; The strands are twisted and loose. A horrible sight Wildly vexes mine eyes: The Rhinegold That black Alberich stole. Knowest thou more thereof? The Second Norn [With laborious haste winds the rope round the jagged rock at the mouth of the cave.] The rock's sharp edge Is cu...