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

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       Slowly into my heart. [He hides his face on BUTLER’S breast.

      Butler. Forget the false one.

       What is your present purpose?

      Wallenstein. Well remembered!

       Courage my soul! I am still rich in friends,

       Still loved by Destiny; for in the moment,

       That it unmasks the plotting hypocrite, 20

       It sends and proves to me one faithful heart.

       Of the hypocrite no more! Think not, his loss

       Was that which struck the pang: O no! his treason

       Is that which strikes this pang! No more of him!

       Dear to my heart, and honoured were they both, 25

       And the young man — yes — he did truly love me,

       He — he — has not deceived me. But enough,

       Enough of this — Swift counsel now beseems us.

       The Courier, whom Count Kinsky sent from Prague

       I expect him every moment: and whatever 30

       He may bring with him, we must take good care

       To keep it from the mutineers. Quick, then!

       Dispatch some messenger you can rely on

       To meet him, and conduct him to me. [ILLO is going.

      Butler (detaining him). My General, whom expect you then?

      Wallenstein. The

       Courier 35

       Who brings me word of the event at Prague.

      Butler (hesitating). Hem!

      Wallenstein. And what now?

      Butler. You do not know it?

      Wallenstein. Well?

      Butler. From what that larum in the camp arose?

      Wallenstein. From what?

      Butler. That Courier.

      Wallenstein. Well?

      Butler. Is already here.

      Tertsky and Illo (at the same time). Already here?

      Wallenstein. My Courier?

      Butler. For some hours. 40

      Wallenstein. And I not know it?

      Butler. The centinels detain him

       In custody.

      Illo. Damnation!

      Butler. And his letter

       Was broken open, and is circulated

       Through the whole camp.

      Wallenstein. You know what it contains?

      Butler. Question me not.

      Tertsky. Illo! alas for us. 45

      Wallenstein. Hide nothing from me — I can hear the worst.

       Prague then is lost. It is. Confess it freely.

      Butler. Yes! Prague is lost. And all the several regiments

       At Budweiss, Tabor, Brannau, Konigingratz,

       At Brun and Znaym, have forsaken you, 50

       And ta’en the oaths of fealty anew

       To the Emperor. Yourself, with Kinsky, Tertsky,

       And Illo have been sentenced.

      [TERTSKY and ILLO express alarm and fury. WALLENSTEIN

       remains firm and collected.

      Wallenstein. ‘Tis decided!

       ‘Tis well! I have received a sudden cure

       From all the pangs of doubt: with steady stream 55

       Once more my lifeblood flows! My soul’s secure!

       In the night only Friedland’s stars can beam.

       Lingering irresolute, with fitful fears

       I drew the sword—’twas with an inward strife,

       While yet the choice was mine. The murderous knife 60

       Is lifted for my heart! Doubt disappears!

       I fight now for my head and for my life.

      [Exit WALLENSTEIN; the others follow him.

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      Countess Tertsky (enters from a side room). I can endure no

       longer. No! [Looks around her.

       Where are they?

       No one is here. They leave me all alone,

       Alone in this sore anguish of suspense.

       And I must wear the outward shew of calmness

       Before my sister, and shut in within me 5

       The pangs and agonies of my crowded bosom.

       It is not to be borne. — If all should fail;

       If — if he must go over to the Swedes,

       An empty-handed fugitive, and not

       As an ally, a covenanted equal, 10

       A proud commander with his army following;

       If we must wander on from land to land,

       Like the Count Palatine, of fallen greatness

       An ignominious monument — But no!

       That day I will not see! And could himself 15

       Endure to sink so low, I would not bear

       To see him so low sunken.

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