FREYJA Through the music of the gods Faintly I heard it knell and yearn for me; And so I stole away. But tell me— BALDUR Come! [Pg 10] FREYJA Tell me what thing of nameless woe— BALDUR Oh, come And ask not. Come away to Valhal. [He leads her impetuously away from the crater toward the sunrise.] FREYJA [Resists gently.] Baldur! BALDUR Freyja, look down! Spring leaps among the valleys And calls his universal flocks, to drink
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