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octavio. - And that I should not Foresee it, not prevent this journey! Wherefore Did I keep it from him —You were in the right. I should have warn'd him ' Now it is too late.
octavio (more collected).
Changes to a spacious Chamber in the House of the Duke of Friedland—Servants employed in putting the tables and chairs in order. During this enters SEN1, like an old Italian doctor, in black and clothed somewhat fantastically. He carries a white staff, with which he marks out the quarters of the heaven.
First servant. Come—to it, lads, to it! Make an end of it. I hear the sentry call out, “Stand to your arms!" They will be there in a minute.
Why were we not told before that the audience would be held here Nothing prepared—no orders —no instructions—
Ay, and why was the balcony-chamber countermanded, that with the great worked carpet!—there one can look about one.
Nay, that you must ask the mathematician there.
He says it is an unlucky chamber. sEcoxid servant.
Poh! stuff and nonsense! That's what I call a hum. A chamber is a chamber; what much can the place signify in the affair
sENI (with gravity).
Say nothing to him, Nat. The Duke himself must
let him have his own will.
sENI (counts the chairs, half in a loud, half in a low
The five is the first number that's made up
Only these honors and that solemn courtesy. Duchess.
No transient pique, no cloud that passes over :
[Strides across the Chamber in vehement agitatio
Duchess (presses near to him, in entreaty).
Enter the Countess TERtsky, leading in her hand the
CountEss, THEkLA, WALLENstEIN, Duchess.
[Thekla approaches with a shy and timid air, and bends herself as about to kiss his hand. He receives her in his arms, and remains standing for some time lost in the feeling of her presence.
wallenstein. Yes! pure and lovely hath hope risen on me: I take her as the pledge of greater fortune.
We in the field here gave our cares and toils
Duchess (to Thekla). Thou wouldst not have recognized thy father, Wouldst thou, my child She counted scarce eight years,
When last she saw your face.
THEKL.A. O yes, yes, mother! At the first glance —My father is not alter'd. The form that stands before me falsifies No feature of the image that hath lived So long within me ! WALLENSTEIN. The voice of my child! [Then after a pause. I was indignant at my destiny, That it denied me a man-child to be Heir of my name and of my prosperous fortune, And re-illume my soon extinguish'd being In a proud line of princes. I wrong'd my destiny. Here upon this head, So lovely in its maiden bloom, will I Let fall the garland of a life of war, Nor deem it lost, if only I can wreath it, Transmitted to a regal ornament, Around these beauteous brows. [He clasps her in his arms as Piccolomini enters.
Enter MAx. Piccolomini, and some time after Count TERTsky, the others remaining as before.
Countess. There comes the Paladin who protected us.
w Allenstein. Max.! Welcome, ever welcome ! Always wert thou The morning-star of my best joys!
WALLENSTEIN. Till now it was the Emperor who rewarded thee, I but the instrument. This day thou hast bound The father to thee, Max.' the fortunate father, And this debt Friedland's self must pay.
My princes You made no common hurry to transfer it. I come with shame : yea, not without a pang! For scarce have I arrived here, scarce deliver'd The mother and the daughter to your arms, But there is brought to me from your equerry A splendid richly-plated hunting-dress So to remunerate me for my troubles— Yes, yes, remunerate me! Since a trouble It must be, a mere office, not a favor Which I leapt forward to receive, and which I came already with full heart to thank you for.
No! 't was not so intended, that my business
SCENE X. WALLENstEIN, Count TERtsky.
walleNstEIN (in deep thought to himself). She hath seen all things as they are—It is so, And squares completely with my other notices. They have determined finally in Vienna, Have given me my successor already; It is the king of Hungary, Ferdinand, The Emperor's delicate son he's now their savior He's the new star that's rising now ! Of us They think themselves already fairly rid, And as we were deceased, the heir already Is entering on possession—Therefore—dispatch!
[As he turns round he observes TERTsky, and gives him a letter. Count Altringer will have himself excused, And Galas too—I like not this! TERTsKY. And if Thou loiterest longer, all will fall away, One following the other. wal. LENstEin. Altringer
Is master of the Tyrol passes. I must forthwith
w A LLENstein. Off with them, off! Thou understand'st not this. Never shall it be said of me, I parcell'd My native land away, dismember'd Germany, Betray'd it to a foreigner, in order To come with stealthy tread, and silch away My own share of the plunder—Never! never!— No foreign power shall strike root in the empire, And least of all, these Goths' these hunger-wolves! Who send such envious, hot and greedy glances Towards the rich blessings of our German lands! I'll have their aid to cast and draw my nets, But not a single fish of all the draught Shall they come in for.
TERTsky. You will deal, however, More fairly with the Saxons ! They lose patience While you shift ground and make so many curves. Say, to what purpose all these masks Your friends Are plunged in doubts, baffled, and led astray in you. There's Oxenstein, there's Arnheim—neither knows What he should think of your procrastinations, And in the end I prove the liar; all Passes through me. I have not even your handwriting. wALLENs Tern.
I never give my handwriting; thou knowest it.
TERtsky. But how can it be known that you're in earnest, If the act follows not upon the word You must yourself acknowledge, that in all Your intercourses hitherto with the enemy, You might have done with safety all you have done,
Had you meant nothing further than to gull him
ak No wiselier than thy fellows. TErrorsky. So hast thou always play'd thy game with us. [Enter ILlo. SCENE XI.
ILLo, WALLENSTEIN, TERTsky.
wallenstein. How stand affairs without ! Are they prepared 7 ILL0. You'll find them in the very mood you wish They know about the Emperor's requisitions, And are tumultuous. WALLENSTEIN. How hath Isolan Declared himself? ILL0. He's yours, both soul and body, Since you built up again his Faro-bank. WALLENSTEIN. And which way doth Kolatto bend ? Hast thou Made sure of Tiefenbach and Deodate? ILL0. What Piccolomini does, that they do too. walleNstein. You mean, then, I may venture somewhat with them? ILL0. —If you are assured of the Piccolomini. WALLENstein. Not more assured of mine own self. TERTSky. And yet I would you trusted not so much to Octavio, The fox! WALLENSTEIN. Thou teachest me to know my man? Sixteen campaigns I have made with that old warrior Besides, I have his horoscope: We both are born beneath like stars—in short, [With an air of mystery To this belongs its own particular aspect, If therefore thou canst warrant me the rest— ILL0. There is among them all but this one voice, You must not lay down the command. I hear They mean to send a deputation to you. walleNstein. If I'm in aught to bind myself to them,
They too must bind themselves to me.
ILL0. Of course. WALLENSTEIN. Their words of honor they must give, their oaths, Give them in writing to me, promising Devotion to my service unconditional. - ILL0. Why not TERTsKY. Devotion unconditional? The exception of their duties towards Austria They'll always place among the premises. With this reserve— walleNstEIN (shaking his head). All unconditional 2 No premises, no reserves. ILLO. A thought has struck me. Does not Count Tertsky give us a set banquet This evening 2 Trentsky. Yes; and all the Generals Have been invited. ILLo (to WALLENstEIN). Say, will you here fully Commission me to use my own discretion ? I'll gain for you the Generals' words of honor, Even as you wish. WALLENSTEIN. Gain me their signatures! How you come by them, that is your concern.
ILLO. And if I bring it to you, black on white, That all the leaders who are present here Give themselves up to you, without condition; Say, will you then—then will you show yourself In earnest, and with some decisive action Make trial of your luck! WALLENSTEIN. The signatures! Gain me the signatures. ILL0. Seize, seize the hour, Ere it slips from you. Seldom comes the moment In life, which is indeed sublime and weighty. To make a great decision possible, O! many things, all transient and all rapid, Must meet at once : and, haply, they thus met May by that confluence be enforced to pause Time long enough for wisdom, though too short, Far, far too short a time for doubt and scruple! This is that moment. See, our army chieftains, Our best, our noblest, are assembled around you, Their king-like leader! On your nod they wait. The single threads, which here your prosperous fortune Hath woven together in one potent web Instinct with destiny, O let them not Unravel of themselves. If you permit These chiefs to separate, so unanimous Bring you them not a second time together. Tis the high tide that heaves the stranded ship, And every individual's spirit waxes In the great stream of multitudes. Behold They are still here, here still: But soon the war Bursts them once more asunder, and in small Particular anxieties and interests
Scatters their spirit, and the sympathy
Of each man with the whole. He who to-day
WALLENstEIN. The time is not yet come.
tertsky. So you say always. But when will it be time?
WALLENSTEIN. When I shall say it. ILL0. You'll wait upon the stars, and on their hours, Till the earthly hour escapes you. O, believe me, In your own bosom are your destiny's stars. |Considence in yourself, prompt resolution, This is your Venus' and the soul malignant, The only one that harmeth you, is Doubt.
WALLENSTEIN. Thou speakest as thou understand'st. How oft And many a time I've told thee, Jupiter, That lustrous god, was setting at thy birth. Thy visual power subdues no mysteries; Mole-eyed, thou mayest but burrow in the earth, Blind as that subterrestrial, who with wan, Lead-color'd shine lighted thee into life. The common, the terrestrial, thou mayest see, With serviceable cunning knit together The nearest with the nearest; and therein I trust thee and believe thee! but whate'er Full of mysterious import Nature weaves And fashions in the depths—the spirit's ladder, That from this gross and visible world of dust Even to the starry world, with thousand rounds, Builds itself up; on which the unseen powers Move up and down on heavenly ministries— The circles in the circles, that approach The central sun with ever-narrowing orbit— These see the glance alone, the unsealed eye, Of Jupiter's glad children born in lustre. [He walks across the chamber, then returns, and standing still, proceeds. The heavenly constellations make not merely The day and nights, summer and spring, not merely Signify to the husbandman the seasons Of sowing and of harvest. Human action, That is the seed too of contingencies, Strew'd on the dark land of futurity In hopes to reconcile the powers of fate. Whence it behoves us to seek out the seed-time, To watch the stars, select their proper hours, And trace with searching eye the heavenly houses, Whether the enemy of growth and thriving Hide himself not, malignant, in his corner. Therefore permit me my own time. Meanwhile Do you your part. As yet I cannot say What I shall do—only, give way I will not. Depose me too they shall not. On these points You may rely. PAGE (entering). My Lords, the Generals.
WALLENSTEin. Let them come in.