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DRAMAS
THE DEATH OF WALLENSTEIN
ACT I
SCENE III

Оглавление

To them enters ILLO.

ILLO (to TERZKY).

Has he heard it?

TERZHY.

He has heard it.

ILLO (to WALLENSTEIN).

             Thinkest thou still


To make thy peace with the Emperor, to regain

His confidence? E'en were it now thy wish

To abandon all thy plans, yet still they know

What thou hast wish'd: then forwards thou must press,

Retreat is now no longer in thy power.

TERZKY.

They have documents against us, and in hands,

Which show beyond all power of contradiction—

WALLENST.

Of my handwriting—no iota. Thee

I punish for thy lies.

ILLO.

                     And thou believest,


That what this man, and what thy sister's husband,

Did in thy name, will not stand on thy reck'ning?

His word must pass for thy word with the Swede,

And not with those that hate thee at Vienna?

TERZKY.

In writing thou gavest nothing—But bethink thee,

How far thou ventured'st by word of mouth

With this Sesina! And will he be silent?

If he can save himself by yielding up

Thy secret purposes, will he retain them?

ILLO.

Thyself dost not conceive it possible;

And since they now have evidence authentic

How far thou hast already gone, speak!—tell us,

What art thou waiting for? Thou canst no longer

Keep thy command; and beyond hope of rescue

Thou'rt lost, if thou resign'st it.

WALLENSTEIN.

                     In the army


Lies my security. The army will not

Abandon me. Whatever they may know,

The power is mine, and they must gulp it down—

And if I give them caution for my fealty,

They must be satisfied, at least appear so.

ILLO.

The army, Duke, is thine now—for this moment—

'Tis thine, but think with terror on the slow,

The quiet power of time. From open violence

The attachment of thy soldiery secures thee

Today—tomorrow: but grant'st thou them a respite

Unheard, unseen, they'll undermine that love

On which thou now dost feel so firm a footing,

With wily theft will draw away from thee

One after the other other—

WALLENSTEIN.

'Tis a cursed accident!

ILLO.

Oh! I will call it a most blessèd one,

If it work on thee as it ought to do,

Hurry thee on to action—to decision.

The Swedish General—

WALLENSTEIN.

        He's arrived! Know'st thou


What his commission is—

ILLO.

                      To thee alone


Will he intrust the purpose of his coming.

WALLENST.

A cursed, cursed accident! Yes, yes,

Sesina knows too much, and won't be silent.

TERZKY.

He's a Bohemian fugitive and rebel,

His neck is forfeit. Can he save himself

At thy cost, think you he will scruple it?

And if they put him to the torture, will he,

Will he, that dastardling, have strength enough—

WALLENSTEIN (lost in thought).

Their confidence is lost, irreparably!

And I may act which way I will, I shall

Be and remain forever in their thought

A traitor to my country. How sincerely

Soever I return back to my duty,

It will no longer help me—

ILLO.

                    Ruin thee,


That it will do! Not thy fidelity,

Thy weakness will be deemed the sole occasion—

WALLENSTEIN (pacing up and down in extreme agitation).

What! I must realize it now in earnest,

Because I toy'd too freely with the thought!

Accursed he who dallies with a devil!

And must I—I must realize it now—

Now, while I have the power, it must take place?

ILLO.

Now—now—ere they can ward and parry it!

WALLENSTEIN (looking at the paper of signatures).

I have the Generals' word—a written promise!

Max Piccolomini stands not here—how's that?

TERZKY.

It was—he fancied—

ILLO.

                 Mere self-willedness.


There needed no such thing 'twixt him and you.

WALLENST.

He is quite right; there needed no such thing.

The regiments, too, deny to march for Flanders—

Have sent me in a paper of remonstrance,

And openly resist the Imperial orders.

The first step to revolt's already taken.

ILLO.

Believe me, thou wilt find it far more easy

To lead them over to the enemy

Than to the Spaniard.

WALLENSTEIN.

             I will hear, however,


What the Swede has to say to me.

ILLO (eagerly to TERZKY).

    Go, call him


He stands without the door in waiting.

WALLENSTEIN.

                            Stay!


Stay but a little. It hath taken me

All by surprise; it came too quick upon me;

'Tis wholly novel that an accident,

With its dark lordship, and blind agency,

Should force me on with it.

ILLO.

               First hear him only,


And after weigh it.

[Exeunt TERZKY and ILLO.]

The German Classics of the Nineteenth and Twentieth Centuries, Volume 03

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