Florence Akin, Opera Stories from Wagner
“ From far down the passages came the sound of hundreds of slaves melting and welding precious metals for their master."Loki," said Wotan, "I believe it is always dark and gloomy where there is no love. What is that strange cry I hear?""Ho, Mimi, is that you?" said Loki. "Leave me alone!" cried Mimi."Then tell me what you are crying about?""Oh," replied Mimi, "that wretched Alberich, with his ring of gold, has made us all his slaves! With it he drives us down into the earth to dig more gold. What we get is all his. We slave for him both day and night. ”
