SOLVEIG
In my faith, in my hope, and in my love.
PEER [starts back].
What sayest thou-? Peace! These are juggling words.
Thou art mother thyself to the man that's there.
SOLVEIG
Ay, that I am; but who is his father?
Surely he that forgives at the mother's prayer.
PEER [a light shines in his face; he cries:]
My mother; my wife; oh, thou innocent woman!-
in thy love-oh, there hide me, hide me!