The Complete Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge (Illustrated Edition). Samuel Taylor Coleridge

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СКАЧАТЬ the countenance of the Duchess. 1800, 1828, 1829.

SCENE IX

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      Enter MAX PICCOLOMINI, and some time after COUNT TERTSKY, the others

       remaining as before.

      Countess. There comes the Paladin who protected us.

      Wallenstein. Max! Welcome, ever welcome! Always wert thou

       The morning star of my best joys!

      Max. My General ——

      Wallenstein. ‘Till now it was the Emperor who rewarded thee,

       I but the instrument. This day thou hast bound 5

       The father to thee, Max! the fortunate father,

       And this debt Friedland’s self must pay.

      Max. My prince!

       You made no common hurry to transfer it.

       I come with shame: yea, not without a pang!

       For scarce have I arrived here, scarce delivered 10

       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 15

       It must be, a mere office, not a favour

       Which I leapt forward to receive, and which

       I came already with full heart to thank you for.

       No! ‘twas not so intended, that my business

       Should be my highest best good fortune! 20

      [TERTSKY enters, and delivers letters to the DUKE, which

       he breaks open hurryingly.

      Countess (to Max). Remunerate your trouble! For his joy

       He makes you recompense. ‘Tis not unfitting

       For you, Count Piccolomini, to feel

       So tenderly — my brother it beseems

       To shew himself for ever great and princely. 25

      Thekla. Then I too must have scruples of his love:

       For his munificent hands did ornament me

       Ere yet the father’s heart had spoken to me.

      Max. Yes; ‘tis his nature ever to be giving

       And making happy.

       How my heart pours out 30

       Its all of thanks to him: O! how I seem

       To utter all things in the dear name Friedland.

       While I shall live, so long will I remain

       The captive of this name: in it shall bloom

       My every fortune, every lovely hope. 35

       Inextricably as in some magic ring

       In this name hath my destiny charm-bound me!

      Countess. My brother wishes us to leave him. Come.

      Wallenstein (turns himself round quick, collects himself, and

       speaks with cheerfulness to the Duchess). Once more I

       bid thee welcome to the camp,

       Thou art the hostess of this court. You, Max, 40

       Will now again administer your old office,

       While we perform the sovereign’s business here.

      [MAX PICCOLOMINI offers the DUCHESS his arm, the

       COUNTESS accompanies the PRINCESS.

      Tertsky (calling after him). Max, we depend on seeing you at the

       meeting.

      And making happy. [He grasps the hand of the DUCHESS with still

       increasing warmth.

      1800, 1828, 1829.

      [Before 38] Countess (who during this time has been anxiously watching

       the Duke, and remarks that he is lost in thought over the letters).

       1800, 1828, 1829.

SCENE X

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      WALLENSTEIN, COUNT TERTSKY.

      Wallenstein (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, 5

       The Emperor’s delicate son! he’s now their saviour,

       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! 10

      [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.

      Wallenstein. Altringer

       Is master of the Tyrole passes. I must forthwith 15

       Send some one to him, that he let not in

       The Spaniards on me from СКАЧАТЬ