The Death of Wallenstein. Friedrich von Schiller

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        He has done me service – but if he's a villain,

        Perdition seize him! All scores are rubbed off.

        I am rejoiced that you are so well disposed.

        This night break off in the utmost secrecy

        With all the light-armed troops – it must appear

        As came the order from the duke himself.

        At Frauenberg's the place of rendezvous;

        There will Count Gallas give you further orders.

        It shall be done. But you'll remember me

        With the emperor – how well disposed you found me.

        I will not fail to mention it honorably.

        What, Colonel Butler! Show him up.

        Forgive me too my bearish ways, old father!

        Lord God! how should I know, then, what a great

        Person I had before me.

                     No excuses!

        I am a merry lad, and if at time

        A rash word might escape me 'gainst the court

        Amidst my wine, – you know no harm was meant.