Tannhauser.
Sent ?
And the purpose of your coming here ?
You must wield power to keep them silent so,
When the first word had culminated else
In twice the tempest
echoed
to the last!
The Unknown Minstrel.
It was most
necessary
for yourself
To formulate your thought in word.
Enough —
The thought transmuted in the very act.
Tannhauser.
You know ?
You know
!
The new illusion gone !
Bitter, O bitter will it be to say
!
The Unknown Minstrel.
Due grace
and courage will be found for you.
Farewell,
Tannhauser
!
Tannhauser.
Shall
we meet again
.''
&
The Unknown Minstrel.
There
is
one glamour you must wreathe in gloom
Before you come to the dark hill of dreams.
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