With abhorred venomous glosses. Stand you up Shielded and helm'd and weapon'd with the truth, And drive before you into uttermost shame These slanderous liars! Few firm friends have we You know it!-The swift growth of our good fortune And his supreme behests. The proud It hath but set us up, a mark for hatred. What are we, if the sovereign's grace and Bavarian, He and the Spaniards stand up your He makes you recompense. 'Tis not un- For you, Count Piccolomini, to feel Thekla. Then I too must have scruples For his munificent hands did ornament me Ere yet the father's heart had spoken to me. Will now again administer your old office, While we perform the sovereign's business here. [MAX PICCOLOMINI offers the COUNTESS accompanies the Tertsky (calling after him). Max, we SCENE X WALLENSTEIN, COUNT TERTSKY. Wallenstein (in deep thought to himself). She hath seen all things as they are-It is so And squares completely with my other notices. Max. Yes; 'tis his nature ever to be They have determined finally in Vienna, giving And making happy. 29 [He grasps the hand of the DUCH ESS with still increasing How my heart pours out While I shall live, so long will I remain My every fortune, every lovely hope. Countess (who during this time has been anxiously watching the Duke, and remarks that he is lost in thought over the letters). 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 Altringer Is master of the Tyrole passes. forthwith Send some one to him, that he let not in The Spaniards on me from the Milanese. -Well, and the old Sesin, that ancient trader In contraband negociations, he That you decoy the Swedes-to make More fairly with the Saxons? They lose fools of them, patience Will league yourself with Saxony against While you shift ground and make so And at last make yourself a riddance of Say, to what purpose all these masks? That I shall yield him some fair German What he should think of your procras Off, off! away! we want no such neigh- If the act follows not upon the word? You must yourself acknowledge, that in all Your intercourses hitherto with the enemy You might have done with safety all you have done, Had you meant nothing further than to gull him For the Emperor's service. Wallenstein (after a pause, during which he looks narrowly on Tertsky). And from whence dost thou know That I'm not gulling him for the Emperor's service? 70 Whence knowest thou that I'm not gulling all of you? Dost thou know me so well? When made I thee |