In returning now to the adventures
of Siegfried there is little more to be described
except the finale of an opera. Siegfried, having
passed unharmed through the fire, wakes Brynhild and
goes through all the fancies and ecstasies of love
at first sight in a duet which ends with an apostrophe
to “leuchtende Liebe, lachender Tod!”,
which has been romantically translated into “Love
that illumines, laughing at Death,” whereas
it really identifies enlightening love and laughing
death as involving each other so closely as to be
usually one and the same thing.