And gloats on the new garbage for an hour.
So, Sin, embrace me !
Watch
; he moves again,
Transfigured
by the dream : slow rapture steals
Over his face.
Mere godhead could not bring
That human lig^ht and livinar
! I will win.
He must have banished Her—and dreams of me.
Tannhauser
{in sleep).
Elizabeth
!
Venus.
His far-off baby-love
!
I triunipli,
then
!
The Goddess hatli withdrawn.
His mind works back to childhood, babydom,
Will grow
to manhood and remember me.
Tannhauser
{awaking, leaps to his feet).
Freedom!
Elizabeth!
All hail to Her !
Radiant
Goddess
!
Liberty and love !
Venus.
What sayest
thou ?
Curse Her !
Tannhauser.
My Elizabeth!
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