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Did you hear nothing ? Seem'd, as if I heard
THEKLA. Tumult and larum in the banquet-room.
Are we not happy now? Art thou not mine? [Erit COUNTESS. Am I not thine? There lives within my soul
A lofty courage—'t is love gives it me!
I ought to be less open-ought to hide
My heart more from thee—so decorum dictates :
But where in this place couldst thou seek for truth, THEKLA and Max. PICCOLOMINI.
If in my mouth thou didst not find it? THEKLA (as soon as the Countess is out of sight, in a
quick low voice to PiccoloMINI). Don't trust them! They are false !
To them enters the Countess TERTSKY.
My husband sends me for you— It is now
The latest moment.
Purpose! but what purpose ? [They not appearing to attend to what she says, And how can we be instrumental to it?
she steps between them.
Part you !
0, not yet! To realize our union-trust me, love!
It has been scarce a moment.
Ay! Then time
Flies swiftly with your Highness, Princess niece!
There is no hurry, aunt.
The folks begin to miss you. Twice already
His father has ask'd for him.”
Ha! his father!
You understand thal, niece!
Why needs he
To go at all to that society? I'll throw me at your father's feet-let him
"Tis not his proper company. They may Decide upon my fortunes !--He is true,
Be worthy men, but he's too young for them. He wears no mask--he hates all crooked ways-
In brief, he suits not such society.
You mean, you'd rather keep him wholly here?
TUEKLA (with energy).
Yes! you have hit it, aunt! That is my meaning. You knew him only since this morn, but I
Leave him here wholly! Tell the company-
Count, you remember the conditions. Come! To own our loves, in order to unite us ?
MAX. (to T'HEKLA). You are silent !
Lady, I must obey. Farewell, dear lady! You look at me with such a hopelessness !
[THEKLA turns away from him with a quick molion. What have you to object against your father? What say you then, dear lady?
THEKLA (without looking at him).
(Ile draws up to her, their eyes meet, she stands Let us not place too great a faith in men.
silent a moment, then throws herself into his These Tertskys--we will still be grateful to them
arms ; he presses her fast to his heart. For overy kindness, but not trust them further Than they deserve ;-and in all else rely- Off! Heavens! if any one should come! On our own hearts !
Hark! What's that noise! it comes this way.
-Off! Max. tears himself away out of her arms, and gies. O! shall we e'er be happy ?
The Countess accompanies him. THEKLA
follows him with her eyes at first, walks rest
That you 're the daughter of the Prince, Duke
Well—and what farther?
COUNTESS Her bosom is swelling with sorrow;
What? a pretty question ! The world it is empty, the heart will die,
He's of an ancient Lombard family,
Are you dreaming ?
Talking in sleep? An excellent jest, forsooth! SCENE VII.
We shall no doubt right courteously entreat him
To honor with his hand the richest heiress
That will not be necessary.
Methinks 't were well though not to run the hazard.
Will interpose no difficulty-
* I found it not in my power to translate this song with literal Why I begin to think you fear his father,
COUNTESS (looks at her as scrutinizing).
Nicce, you are false.
You hold your game for won already. Do not
Triumph too soon!
THEKLA (interrupting her, and allempling to soothe
Nay, now, be friends with me.
It is not yet so far gone.
THEKLA. to and fro on the green of the shore; the wave breaks with
I believe you. might, with might, and she sings out into the dark night, hier eye discolored with weeping: the heart is dead, the world is
COUNTESS. empty, and further gives it nothing more to the wish. Thou Holy Did you suppose your father had laid out One, call thy child home. I have enjoyed the happiness of this His most important life in toils of war, world, I have lived and have loved.
Denied himself each quiet earthly bliss, · I cannot but add here an imitation of this song, with which Had banish'd slumber from his tent, devoted the author of "The Tale of Rosamund Gray and Blind Marfaret" has favored me. and which appears to me to have caught His noble head to care, and for this only, the happiest manner of our old ballads.
To make a happier pair of you? At length
The cavern doth mutter, the greenwood moan; In easy triumph to your arms the man
That chanced to please your eyes! All this, methinks,
He might have purchased at a cheaper rate.
That which he did not plant for me might yet
Bear me fair fruitage of its own accord.
And if my friendly and affectionate fate,
Out of his fearful and enormous being,
Unknown to me: 't is possible his aims
Be destined to await him, yet, with sacrifices
(Erit COUNTESS, THEKLA (who during the lust speech had been standing
evidently lost in her reflections).
And it is so !--Not one friend have we here,
Beam on this covenant of our affections.
And Love himself, as he were arni'd in steel,
[Music from the banquet-room is heard.
It drove me hither from my calm asylum,
[The music from the banquet-room becomes louder.
Yea, shoots his lightnings down from sunny heights, Flames burst from out the subterraneous chasms,
* And fiends and angels mingling in their fury, Sling fire-brands at the burning editice.
Such ever was my lesson in the convent.
That is thy fate. Mould thou thy wishes to it.
My fate hath shown me him, to whom behoves it
Not thy fate hath shown him! Thy heart, say rather-'t was thy heari, my child!
A large Saloon bighted up with festal Splendor ; in Fate hath no voice but the heart's impulses.
the midst of it, and in the Centre of the Stage, a I am all his! His present-his alone,
Table richly set out, at which eight Generals are Is this new life, which lives in me? He hath
silting, among whom are Octavio PICCOLOMINI, A right to his own creature. What was I
TERTSKY, and MARADAS. Right and left of this, Ere his fair love infused a soul into me?
but further back, two other Tables, at cach of which
six Persons are placed. The Middle Door, which Thou wouldst oppose thy father then, shoulil he
is standing open, gives to the Prospect a fourth Have otherwise determined with thy person ?
Table, with the same Number of Persons. More [THEKLA remains silent. The Countess continues.
forward stands the Sideboard. T'he whole front of Thou mean'st to force him to thy liking ?-Child,
the Stage is kepl open for the Pages and Servants in His name is Friedland.
waiting. All is in motion. The Band of Music
belonging to TERTSKY's Regiment march across the THEKLA.
Slage, and draw up round the Tables. Before they My name too is Friedland. He shall have found a genuine daughter in me.
are quite off from the Front of the Slage, Max.
Piccolomini appears, TERTSKÝ advances towards COUNTESS. What! he has vanquish'd all impediment, And in the wilful mood of his own daughter
• There are few, who will not have taste enough to laugh Shall a new struggle rise for him ? Child! child! at the two concluding lines of this soliloquy; and still lewer, 1 As yet thou hast seen thy father's smiles alone ;
would fain hope, who would not have been more disposed 10 The eye of his rage thou hast not seen. Dear child, of German I have added the original :
shudder, had I given a faithful translation. For the readers I will not frighten thee. To that extreme,
Blind withend schleudert selbst der Gott der Freude I trust, it ne'er shall come. His will is yet
Don Pechkranz in das brennende Gebæude.
kim with a Paper, ISOLANI comes up to meet him
SCENE IX. with a Beaker or Service-Cup. TERTSKY, ISOLANI, Max. PICCOLOMINI.
TERTSKY (beckons to NEUMANN who is waiting at the ISOLANI.
side-table, and steps forward with him to the edge of Here brother, what we love! Why, where hast been?
the stage). Off to thy place-quick! Tertsky here has given
copy with you, Neumann? Give it. The mother's holiday wine up to free booty.
It may be changed for the other!
I have copied it At yonder table ducal crowns in shares;
Letter by letter, line by line; no eye There Sternberg's lands and chattels are put up,
Would e'er discover other difference,
Save only the omission of that clause,
According to your Excellency's order.
Right! lay it yonder, and away with this TIEFENBACH and Goetz (call out from the second and It has perform'd its business to the fire with it third tables).
[NEUMANN lays the copy on the table, and steps Count Piccolomini !
back again to the side-table.
Stop, ye shall have him in an instant.-Read
ILLO (comes out from the second chamber), TERTSKY.
How goes it with young Piccolomini ? MAX. (reads). * Ingratis servire nefas.”
All right, I think. He has started no objection,
He is the only one I fear about
How looks it at your table ? you forget not
ILLO. * Inasmuch as our supreme Cornmander, the illus
O, quite cordial, trious Duke of Friedland, in consequence of the man
They are quite cordial in the scheme. We have them. ifold affronts and grievances which he has received, it is the talk, not merely to maintain
And 't is as I predicted too. Already had expressed his determination to quit the Emperor, The Duke in station. « Since we're once for all but on our unanimous entreaty has graciously consented to remain still with the army, and not to part
Together and unanimous, why not," from us without our approbation thereof, so we, col. Says Montecuculi, “ ay, why not onward, lectively and each in particular, in the stead of an oath There in his own Vienna?" Trust me, Count,
And make conditions with the Emperor personally taken, do hereby oblige ourselves-like
Were it not for these said Piccolomini, wise by him honorably and faithfully to hold, and in
We might have spared ourselves the cheat. nowise whatsoever from him to part, and to be ready to shed for his interests the last drop of our blood, so
And Butler ? far, nanely, as our oath to the Emperor will permit. (These last words are repeated by Isolani.) In testi. How goes it there? Hush ! thony of which we subscribe our names."
To them enter BUTLER from the second table.
Don't disturb yourselves.
Field Marshal, I have understood you perfectly. Nay, let it rest till after meal.
Good luck be to the scheme; and as for me,
( With an air of mystery. ISOLANI (drawing Max. along).
You may depend upon me.
ILLO (with vivacity).
May we, Butler ?
With or without the clause, all one to me!
As long as 't is his pleasure to remain
You would make a good exchange.
BUTLER (with a haughty look).
Who is ignorant, That the whole army look to Colonel Butler, As to a light that moves before them?
(Ereunt, each to his table
Servants passing backwards and forwards. Can purchase for me a revenge so full.
MASTER OF THE CELLAR. Start not at what I say, sir Generals !
The best wine! 0: if my old mistres, his lady My real motives--they concerí not you.
mother, could but see these wild goings on, she would And you yourselves, I trust, could not expect turn herself round in her grave. Yes, yes, sir officer! That this your game had crook'd my judgment-or 't is all down the hill with this noble house ! no end, That fickleness, quick blood, or such like cause, no moderation! And this marriage with the Duke's Has driven the old man from the track of honor, sister, a splendid connexion, a very splendid connex. Which he so long had trodden.-Come, my friends! ion! but I will tell you, sir officer, it looks no good. I'm not thereto determined with less firmness,
NEUMANN. Because I know and have look'd steadily
Heaven forbid! Why, at this very moment the At that on which I have determined.
whole prospect is in bud and blossom!
MASTER OF THE CELLAR.
You think so ?-Well, well! much may be said And speak roundly, what are we to deem you? on that head.
FIRST SERVANT (comes).
Burgundy for the fourth table.
MASTER OF THE CELLAR. With all I have. Not only men, but money
Now, sir lieutenant, if this an't the seventieth Will the Duke want.-Go, tell him, sirs !
flaskI've earn'd and laid up somewhat in his service.
FIRST SERVANT. I lend it him; and is he my survivor,
Why, the reason is, that German lord, TiefenIt has been already long ago bequeath'd him.
bach, sits at that table. Ile is my heir. For me, I stand alone Here in the world; naught know I of the feeling
MASTER OF THE CELLAR (continuing his discours
to NEUMANN). That binds the husband to a wife and children. My name dies with me, my existence ends.
They are soaring 100 high. They would rival
kings and electors in their pomp and splendor; and ILLO.
wherever the Duke leaps, not a minute does my gra. 'Tis not your money that he needs—a heart cious master, the count, loiter on the brink to the Like yours weighs tons of gold down, weighs down Servants.)-What do you stand there listening for! I millions!
will let you know you have legs presently. Off! see
to the tables, see to the flasks! Look there! Count BUTLER I came a simple soldier's boy from Ireland Palfi has an empty glass before him! To Prague-and with a master, whom I buried.
RUNNER (comes). From lowest stable duty I climb'd up,
The great service-cup is wanted, sir; that rich Such was the fate of war, to this high rank, gold cup with the Bohemian arms on it. The Count The plaything of a whimsical good fortune.
says you know which it is. And Wallenstein 100 is a child of luck;
MASTER OF THE CELLAR. I love a fortune that is like my own
Ay! that was made for Frederick's coronation by