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WALLENSTEIN (in a convulsion of agony). WALLENSTEIN (meets him with outspread arms, and What? How is that?

embraces him with warmth).

Come to my heart, old comrade! Not the sun
He takes that office on him by commission, Looks out upon us more revivingly
Under sign-manual of the Emperor.

In the earliest month of spring,

Than a friend's countenance in such an hour.
From the Emperor-hear'st thou, Duke?

My General : I come-
At his incitement

WALLENSTEIN (leaning on BUTLER's shoulders). The Generals made that stealthy flight

Know'st thou already?

That old man has betray'd me to the Emperor.
Duke! hear'st thou? What say'st thou ? Thirty years have we together

Lived out, and held out, sharing joy and hardship. Caraffa too, and Montecuculi,

We have slept in one camp-bed, drunk from one glass, Are missing, with six other Generals,

One morsel shared! I lean'd myself on him,
All whom he had induced to follow him.

As now I lean me on thy faithful shoulder.
This plot he has long had in writing by him And now in the very moment, when, all love,
From the Emperor; but 'l was finally concluded All confidence, my bosom beat to his,
With all the detail of the operation

He sees and takes the advantage, stabs the knife Some days ago with the Envoy Questenberg. Slowly into my heart. (WALLEXSTEIN sinks down into a chair, and covers

[He hides his face on BUTLER's breast. his face.

Forget the false one. O hadst thou but believed me!

What is your present purpose ?


Well remember'd!

Courage, my soul! I am still rich in friends,
To them enter the COUNTESS.

Sull loved by Destiny; for in the moment,

That it unmasks the plotting hypocrite,
This suspense,

It sends and proves to me one faithful heart.
Thus horrid fear--I can no longer bear it.

Of the hypocrite no more! Think not, his loss For heaven's sake, tell me, what has taken place ?

Was that which struck the pang: 0 no! his treason
Is that which strikes this pang! No more of him!

Dear to my heart, and honor'd were they both, The regiments are all falling off from us.

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

He-he-has not deceived me. But enough, Octavio Piccolomini is a traitor.

Enough of this-Swist counsel now beseems us,

The courier, whom Count Kinsky sent from Prague, O my foreboding! [Rushes out of the room. (I expect him every moment: and whatever TERTSKY.

He may bring with him, we must take good care Hadst thou but believed me! To keep it from the mutineers. Quick, then! Now seest thou how the stars have lied to thee. Dispatch some messenger you can rely on WALLENSTEIN.

To meet him, and conduct him to me. The stars lie not; but we have here a work

[Illo is going. Wrought counter to the stars and destiny.

BUTLER (detaining him).
The science is still honest: this false heart

My General, whom expect you then ?
Forces a lie on the truth-telling heaven.
On a divine law divination rests ;

Where Nature deviates from that law, and stumbles

The courier Out of her limits, there all science errs.

Who brings me word of the event at Prague. True, I did not suspect! Were it superstition

BUTLER (hesitating). Never by such suspicion t' have affronted

Hem! The human form, O may that time ne'er come

In which I shame me of the infirmity.

And what now?
The wildest savage drinks not with the victim,
Into whose breast he means to plunge the sword.

This, this, Octavio, was no hero's deed :

You do not know it? "T was not thy prudence that did conquer mine ;

A bad heart triumph'd o'er an honest one.
No shield received the assassin stroke ; thou plungest

Thy weapon on an unprotected breast-
Against auch weapons I am but a child.

From what that larum in the camp arose ?


From what?

To these enter BUTLER.

That courier-
TERTSKY ( meeting him).

WALLENSTEIN (with eager expectation).
O look there! Butler! Here we've still a friend!









A proud commander with his army following ;

Is already here. If we must wander on from land to land,
TERTSKY and ILLO (at the same time).

Like the Count Palatine, of fallen greatness
Already here?

An ignominious monument—But no!

That day I will not see! And could himself
My courier ?

Endure to sink so low, I would not bear

To see him so low sunken.

For some hours.

WALLENSTEIN. And I not know it?


The sentinels detain him

THEKLA (endeavoring to hold back the DUCHESS). In eustody.

Dear mother, do'stay here!
ILLO (stamping with his foot).

No! Here is yet

Some frightful mystery that is hidden from me.
And his letter

Why does my sister shun me? Don't I see her Was broken open, and is circulated

Full of suspense and anguish roam about Through the whole camp.

From room to room ?-Art thou not full of terror? WALLENSTEIN.

And what import these silent nods and gestures You know what it contains ? Which stealthwise thou exchangest with her?

BUTLER Question me not!

Nothing: TERTSKY.

Nothing, dear mother! nlo! alas for us.


Sister, I will know.
Hide nothing from me--I can hear the worst.

Prague then is lost. It is. Confess it freely. What boots it now to hide it from her ? Sooner

Or later she must learn to hear and bear it. Yes! Prague is lost. And all the several regiments Tis not the time now to indulge infirmity ; At Budweiss, Tabor, Brannau, Konigingratz,

Courage beseems us now, a heart collect, At Brun and Znaym, have forsaken you,

And exercise and previous discipline And ta'en the oaths of fealty anew

Of fortitude. One word, and over with it! To the Emperor. Yourself, with Kinsky, Tertsky,

Sister, you are deluded. You believe, And Illo have been sentenced.

The Duke has been deposed–The Duke is not [TERtsky and Illo express alarm and fury. Deposed—he isWALLENSTEIN remains firm and collected.

THEKLA (going to the COUNTESS).

What? do you wish to kill her? "T is decided!

COUNTESS. "Tis well! I have received a sudden cure

The Duke is From all the pangs of doubt: with steady stream THEKLA (throwing her arms around her mother). Once more my life-blood flows! My soul's secure!

O stand firm! stand firm, my mother! In the night only Friedland's stars can beam.

Lingering irresolute, with fitful fears

Revolted is the Duke; he is preparing
I drew the sword—'t was with an inward strife,
While yet the choice was mine. The murderous knife And all has failą.

To join the enemy; the army leave him,
Is lifted for my heart! Doubt disappears!
I fight now for my head and for


[Exil WALLENSTEIN; the others follow him.



SCENE-A spacious room in the DUKE OF FRIEDLAND'S COUNTESS TERTSKY (enlers from a side-room).

Palace. I can endure no longer. No!

(WALLENSTEIN in armor). (Looks around ler. Thou hast gain'd thy point, Octavio! Once more am I Where are they?

Almost as friendless as at Regensburg. No one is here. They leave me all alone,

There I had nothing left me, but myselfAlone in this sore anguish of suspense.

But what one man can do, you have now experience. And I must wear the outward show of calmness The twigs have you hew'd off, and here I stand Before my sister, and shut in within me

A leafless trunk. But in the sap within The pangs and agonies of my crowded bosom. Lives the creating power, and a new world It is not to be borne.--If all should fail ;

May sprout forth from it. Once already have I If-if he must go over to the Swedes,

Proved myself worth an army to you-I alone! An empty-handed fugitive, and not

Before the Swedish strength your troops had melted; As an ally, a covenanted equal,

Beside the Lech sunk Tilly, your last hope :


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Into Bavaria, like a winter torrent,

WALLENSTEIN (after he has run through them with his Did that Gustavus pour, and at Vienna

eye, to the ANSPESSADE).
In his own palace did the Emperor tremble.

I know thee well. Thou art out of Brüggin in Flan-
Soldiers were scarce, for still the multitude ders: thy name is Mercy.
Follow the luck: all eyes were turn'd on me,

Their helper in distress: the Emperor's pride

Henry Mercy
Bowd itself down before the man he had injured.

Twas I must rise, and with creative word

Thou wert cut off on the march, surrounded by Assemble forces in the desolate camps.

the Hessians, and didst fight thy way with a hunI did it. Like a god of war, my name

dred and eighty men through their thousand. Went through the world. The drum was beat-and, lo!

The plow, the work-shop is forsaken, all
Swarm to the old familiar long-loved banners;

'T was even so, General ! And as the wood-choir rich in melody

WALLENSTEIN. Assemble quick around the bird of wonder,

What reward hadst thou for this gallant exploit ? When first his throat swells with his magic song, So did the warlike youth of Germany

That which I asked for: the honor to serve in this Crowd in around the image of my eagle.

corps. I feel myself the being that I was.

WALLENSTEIN (turning to a second). It is the soul that builds itself a body,

Thou wert among the volunteers that seized and And Friedland's camp will not remain unfill'd.

made booty of the Swedish battery at Altenburg. Lead then your thousands out to meet me-true! They are accustom'd under me to conquer,

Yes, General ! Bat not against me. If the head and limbs

WALLENSTEIN. Separate from each other, 't will be soon

I forget no one with whom I have exchanged words. Made manifest, in which the soul abode.

(A pause). Who sends you? (Illo and TERTSKY enter). Courage, friends! Courage! We are still unvanquish'd; I feel my footing firm ; five regiments, Tertsky,

Your noble regiment, the Cuirassiers of Piccolomini. Are still our own, and Butler's gallant troops ;

WALLENSTEIN. And a host of sixteen thousand Swedes tomorrow.

Why does not your colonel deliver in your request, I was not stronger, when nine years ago

according to the custom of service ? I march'd forth, with glad heart and high of hope,

ANSPESSADE. To conquer Germany for the Emperor.

Because we would first know whom we serve.


Begin your address.

ANSPESSADE (giving the word of command). WALLENSTEIN, Illo, TERTSKY. (To them enter Neu

Shoulder your arms!
MANN, who leads TERTSKY aside, and talks with WALLENSTEIN (turning to a third).

Thy name is Risbeck; Cologne is thy birth-place.
What do they want?

Risbeck of Cologne.

What now?

It was thou that broughtest in the Swedish colonel

Diebald, prisoner, in the camp at Nüremberg.
Ten Cuirassiers

From Pappenheim request leave to address you
In the name of the regiment.

It was not I, General !
Let them enter.

Perfectly right! It was thy elder brother: thou hadst [Exit Neumann. a younger brother too: where did he stay?

This May end in something. Mark you. They are still

He is stationed at Olmütz with the Imperial army. Doubtful, and may be won.

Now then-begin.







There came to hand a letter from the Emperor,

Commanding us WALLENSTEIN, TERTSKY, Illo, TEN CUIRASSIERS (led by an ANSPESSADE,* march up and arrange

WALLENSTEIN (interrupting him).

Who chose you?
themselves, after the word of command, in one
frond before the DUKE, and make their obeisance.
He takes his hat off, and immediately covers him-

Every company self again).

Drew its own man by lot.

Halt! Front! Present!

Now! to the business.

ANSPESSADE. Anecessade, in German, Gefreiter, a soldier inferior to a There came to hand a letier from the Emperor, corporal, but above the sentinels. The German name implies that be is exempt from mounting guard.

Commanding us collectively, from thee

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All duties of obedience to withdraw,

Hath sacrificed me to my enemies,
Because thou wert an enemy and traitor.

And must fall, unless my gallant troops

Will rescue me. See! I confide in you.
And what did


And be your hearts my strong-hold! At this breast

The aim is taken, at this hoary head.

This is your Spanish gratitude, this is our
All our comrades

Requital for that murderous fight at Lutzen!
At Braunnau, Budweiss, Prague and Olmütz, have

For this we threw the naked breast against Obey'd already; and the regiments here,

The halbert, made for this the frozen earth Tiefenbach and Toscano, instantly

Our bed, and the hard stone our pillow! never stream Did follow their example. But-but we

Too rapid for us, nor wood too impervious : Do not believe that thou art an enemy

With cheerful spirit we pursued that Mansfield And traitor to thy country, hold it merely

Through all the turns and windings of his flight; For lie and trick, and a trump’d-up Spanish story?

Yea, our whole life was but one restless march;

[With warmth. Thyself shalt tell us what thy purpose is,

And homeless as the stirring wind, we travellid

O'er the war-wasted earth. And now, even now, For we have found thee still sincere and true :

That we have well-nigh finish'd the hard til, No mouth shall interpose itself betwixt

The unthankful, the curse-laden toil of wcapolis, The gallant General and the gallant troops.

With faithful indefatigable arm

Have roll’d the heavy war-load up the hill,
Therein I recognize my Pappenheimers.

Behold! this boy of the Emperor's bears away

The honors of the peace, an easy prize!
And this proposal makes thy regiment to thee :

He'll weave, forsooth, into his flaxen locks

The olive-branch, the hard-earn'd ornament
Is it thy purpose merely to preserve
In thy own hands this military sceptre,

Of this gray head, grown gray beneath the helmet.
Which so becomes thee, which the Emperor
Made over to thee by a covenant?

That shall he not, while we can hinder it!
Is it thy purpose merely to remain

No one, but thou, who hast conducted it
Supreme commander of the Austrian armies ?-
We will stand by thee, General! and guaranty

With fame, shall end this war, this frightful war.

Thou ledd'st us out into the bloody field
Thy honest rights against all opposition.
And should it chance, that all the other regiments

of death ; thou and no other shall conduct us have Turn from thee, by ourselves will we stand forth

Rejoicing to the lovely plains of peaceThy faithful soldiers, and, as is our duty,

Shalt share with us the fruits of the long toiFar rather let ourselves be cut to pieces,

Than suffer thee to fall. But if it be

What? Think you then at length in late old
As the Emperor's letter says, if it be true,
That thou in traitorous wise will lead us over

To enjoy the fruits of toil ? Believe it not.

Never, no never, will you see the end
To the enemy, which God in heaven forbid !
Then we too will forsake thee, and obey

of the contest ! you and me, and all of us,

This war will swallow up! War, war, not peace, That letter

Is Austria's wish ; and therefore, because I

Endeavor'd after peace, therefore I fall.
Hear me, children!

For what cares Austria, how long the war

Wears out the armies and lays waste the world!

Yes, or no! She will but wax and grow amid the ruin, There needs no other answer.

And still win new domains.

[The Cuirassiers express agitation by their gestures

Yield attention. You 're men of sense, examine for yourselves;

A noble rage flash from your eyes, ye warrions! Ye think, and do not follow with the herd :

Oh that my spirit might possess you now And therefore have I always shown you honor

Daring as once it led you to the battle! Above all others, suffer'd you to reason;

Ye would stand by me with your veteran artis Have treated you as free men, and my orders

Protect me in my rights; and this is noble! Were but the echoes of your prior suffrage.

But think not that you can accomplish it,

Your scanty number! to no purpose will you

Have sacrificed you for
Most fair and noble has thy conduct been


your To us, my General! With thy confidence Thou hast honor'd us, and shown us grace and favor The Swedes have proffer'd us assistance, let us

No! let us tread securely, seek for friends! Beyond all other regiments; and thou see'st

Wear for a while the appearance of good-will

. We follow not the common herd. We will Stand by thee faithfully. Speak but one word

And use them for your profit, till we both Thy word shall satisfy us, that it is not

Carry the fate of Europe in our hands, A treason which thou meditatest-that

And from our camp to the glad jubilant world
Thou meanest not to lead the army over

Lead Peace forth with the garland on her head!
To the enemy; nor e'er betray thy country.

'Tis then but mere appearances which thou Me, me are they betraying. The Emperor Dost put on with the Swede? Thou 'lt not betray




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The Emperor? Wilt not turn us into Swedes?

This is the only thing which we desire
To learn from thee.

To these enter the DUCHESS, who rushes into the Cham-

ber. THEKLA and the COUNTESS follow her. What care I for the Swedes?

DUCHESS. I hate them as I hate the pit of hell,

O Albrecht! And under Providence I trust right soon

What hast thou done ?
To chase them to their homes across the Baltic.

My cares are only for the whole: I have
A heart-it bleeds within me for the miseries

And now comes this beside. And piteous groaning of my fellow Germans.

COUNTESS. Ye are but common men, but yet ye think

Forgive me, brother! It was not in my power. With minds not common; ye appear to me

They know all. Worthy before all others, that I whisper ye

DUCHESS. A little word or two in confidence!

What hast thou done? See now! already for full fifteen years

COUNTESS (to TERTSKY). The war-torch has continued burning, yet

Is there no hope? Is all lost utterly? No rest, no pause of conflict. Swede and German,

TERTSKY Papist and Lutheran! neither will give way

All lost. No hope. Prague in the Emperor's hands, To the other, every hand 's against the other.

The soldiery have ta'en their oaths anew.
Each one is party, and no one a judge.

Where shall this end? Where's he that will unravel That lurking hypocrite, Octavio !
This tangle, ever tangling more and more.
It must be cut asunder.

Count Max. is off too?
I feel that I am the man of destiny,
And trust, with your assistance, to accomplish it.

Where can he be? He's
Gone over to the Emperor with his father.

[THEKLA rushes out into the arms of her mother, SCENE IV.

hiding her face in her bosom. To these enter BUTLER.

DUCHESS (infolding her in her arms).

Unhappy child! and more unhappy mother!
BUTLER (passionately).
General! this is not right!


Quick! Let a carriage stand in readiness
What is not right?

In the court behind the palace. Scherfenberg

Be their attendant; he is faithful to us ; It must needs injure us with all honest men.

To Egra he'll conduct them, and we follow.

[TO ILLO, who returns.

Thou hast not brought them back ?
But what?
It is an open proclamation

Hear'st thou the uproar? Of insurrection

The whole corps of the Pappenheimers is

Drawn out: the younger Piccolomini,
Well, well-but what is it?

Their colonel, they require : for they affirm,
That he is in the palace here, a prisoner;

And if thou dost not instantly deliver him,
Count Tertsky's regiments tear the Imperial Eagle They will find means to free him with the sword.
From off the banners, and instead of it,
Have rear'd aloft thy arms.

[AU stand amazed.

ANSFESSADE (abruptly to the Cuirassiers).

What shall we make of this?
Right about! March !


Said I not so ? Cursed be this counsel, and accursed who gave it! [To the Cuirassiers, who are retiring. He has not betray'd me—he could not betray me.

O my prophetic heart! he is still here.
Halt, children, halt! There's some mistake in this; I never doubted of it.
Hark! I will punish it severely. Stop!
They do not hear. (To ILLO). Go after them, assure

If he be
And bring them back to me, cost what it may.

Still here, then all goes well; for I know what (Illo hurries out.

[Embracing THEKLA. This hurls us headlong. Butler! Butler!

Will keep him here for ever. You are my evil genius: wherefore must you

TERTSKY Announce it in their presence? It was all

It can't be. In a fair way. They were half won, those madmen His father has betray'd us, is gone over With their improvident over-readiness

To the Emperor--the son could not have ventured A cruel game is Fortune playing with me. To stay behind. The zeal of friends it is that razes me,

THEKLA (her eye fired on the door). And not the hate of enemies.

There he is!








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