ILLO (to WALLENSTEIN).
Say, will you here fully Commission me to use my own discretion? I'll gain for you the Generals' words of honor, Even as you wish.
Gain me their signatures! How you come by them, that is your concern.
And if I bring it to you, black on white, That all the leaders who are present here Give themselves up to you, without condition; Say, will you then-then will you show yourself In earnest, and with some decisive action Make trial of your luck?
Seize, seize the hour, Seldom comes the moment In life, which is indeed sublime and weighty. To make a great decision possible, O! many things, all transient and all rapid, Must meet at once: and, haply, they thus met May by that confluence be enforced to pause Time long enough for wisdom, though too short, Far, far too short a time for doubt and scruple! This is that moment. See, our army chieftains, Our best, our noblest, are assembled around you, Their king-like leader! On your nod they wait. The single threads, which here your prosperous
Hath woven together in one potent web Instinct with destiny, O let them not Unravel of themselves. If you permit These chiefs to separate, so unanimous Bring you them not a second time together. Tis the high tide that heaves the stranded ship, And every individual's spirit waxes
In the great stream of multitudes. Behold They are still here, here still! But soon the war Bursts them once more asunder, and in small Particular anxieties and interests Scatters their spirit, and the sympathy
Thou speakest as thou understand'st. How oft And many a time I've told thee, Jupiter, That lustrous god, was setting at thy birth. Thy visual power subdues no mysteries; Mole-eyed, thou mayest but burrow in the earth, Blind as that subterrestrial, who with wan, Lead-color'd shine lighted thee into life. The common, the terrestrial, thou mayest see, With serviceable cunning knit together The nearest with the nearest; and therein I trust thee and believe thee! but whate'er Full of mysterious import Nature weaves And fashions in the depths-the spirit's ladder, That from this gross and visible world of dust Even to the starry world, with thousand rounds, Builds itself up; on which the unseen powers Move up and down on heavenly ministries- The circles in the circles, that approach The central sun with ever-narrowing orbit- These see the glance alone, the unsealed eye, Of Jupiter's glad children born in lustre.
[He walks across the chamber, then returns, and standing still, proceeds.
The heavenly constellations make not merely The day and nights, summer and spring, not merely Signify to the husbandman the seasons Of sowing and of harvest. Human action, That is the seed too of contingencies, Strew'd on the dark land of futurity In hopes to reconcile the powers of fate. Whence it behoves us to seek out the seed-time, for-To watch the stars, select their proper hours,
And trace with searching eye the heavenly houses, Whether the enemy of growth and thriving Hide himself not, malignant, in his corner. Therefore permit me my own time. Meanwhile Do you your part. As yet I cannot say What I shall do-only, give way I will not. Depose me too they shall not. On these points You may rely.
PAGE (entering). My Lords, the Generals.
Wallenstein, TeRTSKY, ILLO.-To them enter QUESTENBERG, OCTAVIO and MAX. PICCOLOMINI, BUTler, Isolani, MarADAS, and three other Generals. WALLENSTEIN motions QUESTENBERG, who in con
In vain his supplication! At this moment The Duke hears only his old hate and grudge, Barters the general good to gratify Private revenge—and so falls Regenspurg.
Max., to what period of the war alludes he?
sequence takes the chair directly opposite to him; the My recollection fails me here! others follow, arranging themselves according to their rank. There reigns a momentary silence.
I have understood, 'tis true, the sum and import Of your instructions, Questenberg; have weigh'd
And form'd my final, absolute resolve: Yet it seems fitting, that the Generals
But what had we to do there?
Should hear the will of the Emperor from your mouth. The Swedes and Saxons from the province. May't please you then to open your commission Before these noble Chieftains?
To obey you; but will first entreat your Highness, And all these noble Chieftains, to consider, The Imperial dignity and sovereign right Speaks from my mouth, and not my own presumption.
When his Majesty The Emperor to his courageous armies Presented in the person of Duke Friedland A most experienced and renown'd commander, He did it in glad hope and confidence To give thereby to the fortune of the war A rapid and auspicious change. The onset Was favorable to his royal wishes. Bohemia was deliver'd from the Saxons,
The Swede's career of conquest check'd! These lands Began to draw breath freely, as Duke Friedland From all the streams of Germany forced hither The scatter'd armies of the enemy; Hither invoked as round one magic circle The Rhinegrave, Bernhard, Banner, Oxenstein, Yea, and that never-conquer'd King himself; Here finally, before the eye of Nürnberg, The fearful game of battle to decide.
May't please you, to the point.
In Nürnberg's camp the Swedish monarch left His fame-in Lützen's plains his life. But who Stood not astounded, when victorious Friedland After this day of triumph, this proud day, March'd toward Bohemia with the speed of flight, And vanish'd from the theatre of war; While the young Weimar hero forced his way Into Franconia, to the Danube, like
Some delving winter-stream, which, where it rushes, Makes its own channel; with such sudden speed He march'd, and now at once 'fore Regenspurg Stood to the affright of all good Catholic Christians. Then did Bavaria's well-deserving Prince Entreat swift aidance in his extreme need; The Emperor sends seven horsemen to Duke land,
Beside the river Oder did the Duke Assert his ancient fame. Upon the fields
Of Steinau did the Swedes lay down their arms, Subdued without a blow. And here, with others The righteousness of Heaven to his avenger Deliver'd that long-practised stirrer-up
Of insurrection, that curse-laden torch And kindler of this war, Matthias Thur. But he had fallen into magnanimous hands; Instead of punishment he found reward, And with rich presents did the Duke dismiss The arch-foe of his Emperor.
WALLENSTEIN (laughs). I know,
I know you had already in Vienna Your windows and balconies all forestall'd To see him on the executioner's cart.
I might have lost the battle, lost it too With infamy, and still retain'd your graces- But, to have cheated them of spectacle,
Oh! that the good folks of Vienna never, No, never can forgive me!
Was freed, and all things loudly call'd the Duke Into Bavaria, now press'd hard on all sides. And he did put his troops in motion: slowly, Quite at his ease, and by the longest road He traverses Bohemia; but ere ever He hath once seen the enemy, faces round, Breaks up the march, and takes to winter-quarters
The troops were pitiably destitute Of every necessary, every comfort. The winter came. What thinks his Majesty His troops are made of? An't we men? subjected Like other men to wet, and cold, and all
Fried-The circumstances of necessity?
Seven horsemen couriers sends he with the entreaty: He superadds his own, and supplicates Where as the sovereign lord he can command.
O miserable lot of the poor soldier! Wherever he comes in, all flee before him, And when he goes away, the general curse Follows him on his route. All must be seized,
Yes! 'tis my fault, I know it: I myself Have spoilt the Emperor by indulging him. Nine years ago, during the Danish war, I raised him up a force, a mighty force, Forty or fifty thousand men, that cost him Of his own purse no doit. Through Saxony The fury goddess of the war march'd on, E'en to the surf-rocks of the Baltic, bearing The terrors of his name. That was a time! In the whole Imperial realm no name like mine Honor'd with festival and celebration- And Albrecht Wallenstein, it was the title Of the third jewel in his crown! But at the Diet, when the Princes met
At Regensburg, there, there the whole broke out, There 't was laid open, there it was made known, Out of what money-bag I had paid the host. And what was now my thank, what had I now, That I, a faithful servant of the Sovereign, Had loaded on myself the people's curses, And let the Princes of the empire pay The expenses of this war, that aggrandizes The Emperor alone-What thanks had I? What? I was offer'd up to their complaints, Dismiss'd, degraded !
But your Highness knows What little freedom he possess'd of action In that disastrous Diet.
I had that which could have procured him freedom. No! since 't was proved so inauspicious to me To serve the Emperor at the empire's cost, I have been taught far other trains of thinking Of the empire, and the diet of the empire. From the Emperor, doubtless, I received this staff, But now I hold it as the empire's general- For the common weal, the universal interest, And no more for that one man's aggrandizement! But to the point. What is it that's desired of me?
First, his Imperial Majesty hath will'd
The original is not translatable into English; -Und sein Sold
Muss dem Soldaten werden, darnach heisst er.
It might perhaps have been thus rendered:
And that for which he sold his services, The soldier must receive.
I accepted the command but on conditions:
And this the first, that to the diminution Of my authority no human being,
Not even the Emperor's self, should be entitled To do aught, or to say aught, with the army.
But a false or doubtful etymology is no more than a dull pun. If I stand warranter of the event,
What, my Lord Envoy? May I not be suffer'd To understand, that folks are tired of seeing The sword's hilt in my grasp: and that your court Snatch eagerly at this pretence, and use The Spanish title, to drain off my forces, To lead into the empire a new army Unsubjected to my control? To throw me Plumply aside,-I am still too powerful for you To venture that. My stipulation runs, That all the Imperial forces shall obey me Where'er the German is the native language. Of Spanish troops and of Prince Cardinals
That take their route, as visitors, through the empire, There stands no syllable in my stipulation.
No syllable! And so the politic court Steals in a tiptoe, and creeps round behind it;
First makes me weaker, then to be dispensed with, Till it dares strike at length a bolder blow
And make short work with me.
Forbid it Heaven, that it should come to this!
Our troops will swell in dreadful fermentationThe Emperor is abused-it cannot be.
It cannot be; all goes to instant wreck.
Thou hast said truly, faithful Isolani! What we with toil and foresight have built up Will go to wreck-all go to instant wreck. What then? another chieftain is soon found, Another army likewise (who dares doubt it?) Will flock from all sides to the Emperor, At the first beat of his recruiting drum.
[During this speech, ISOLANI, TERTSKY, ILLO, and MARADAS talk confusedly with great agitation.
MAX. PICCOLOMINI (busily and passionately going from one to another, and soothing them. Hear, my commander! Hear me, generals! Let me conjure you, Duke! Determine nothing, Till we have met and represented to you Our joint remonstrances.-Nay, calmer! Friends! I hope all may be yet set right again.
Where's he who means to rob us of our general? TIEFENBACH (at the same time).
What need of all these crooked ways, Lord Envoy? What are we forced to hear? That thou wilt leave us?
Straight forward, man! His compact with me pinches The Emperor. He would that I moved off!- Well!-I will gratify him!
KOLATTO (at the same time).
We will live with thee, we will die with thee. WALLENSTEIN (with stateliness, and pointing to ILLO).
[Here there commences an agitation among the There! the Feld-Marshal knows our will. [Exit.
Generals, which increases continually.
It grieves me for my noble officers' sakes!
I see not yet, by what means they will come at The moneys they have advanced, or how obtain
The recompense their services demand.
Still a new leader brings new claimants forward,
And prior merit superannuates quickly. There serve here many foreigners in the army, And were the man in all else brave and gallant, I was not went to make nice scrutiny
After his pedigree or catechism.
This will be otherwise, i' the time to come. Well-me no longer it concerns. [He seats himself.
[While all are going off the Stage, the curtain drops.
SCENE-A small Chamber.
ILLO and TERTSKY.
Now for this evening's business! How intend you To manage with the generals at the banquet?
Attend! We frame a formal declaration, Wherein we to the Duke consign ourselves Collectively, to be and to remain
His both with life and limb, and not to spare The last drop of our blood for him, provided So doing we infringe no oath or duty, We may be under to the Emperor.-Mark! This reservation we expressly make
In a particular clause, and save the conscience. Now hear! This formula so framed and worded Will be presented to them for perusal Before the banquet. No one will find in it Cause of offence or scruple. Hear now further! After the feast, when now the vap'ring wine Opens the heart, and shuts the eyes, we let A counterfeited paper, in the which This one particular clause has been left out, Go round for signatures.
His policy is such a labyrinth,
That many a time when I have thought myself Close at his side, he's gone at once, and left me Ignorant of the ground where I was standing. He lends the enemy his ear, permits me To write to them, to Arnheim; to Sesina Himself comes forward blank and undisguised; Talks with us by the hour about his plans, And when I think I have him-off at once- He has slipp'd from me, and appears as if He had no scheme, but to retain his place.
Well-is she coming?—I can keep him back No longer.
She will be there instantly,
I am not quite certain, I must confess it, Countess, whether or not We are earning the Duke's thanks hereby. You know No ray has broke out from him on this point. You have o'erruled me, and yourself know best How far you dare proceed.
I take it on me. [Talking to herself, while she is advancing Here's no need of full powers and commissions- My cloudy Duke! we understand each other- And without words. What, could I not unriddle, Wherefore the daughter should be sent for hither, Why first he, and no other, should be chosen To fetch her hither? This sham of betrothing her To a bridegroom,* when no one knows-No! no!- This may blind others! I see through thee, Brother! But it beseems thee not, to draw a card
At such a game. Not yet!-It all remains Mutely deliver'd up to my finessing- Well-thou shalt not have been deceived, Duke Friedland!
In her who is thy sister.
The commanders! TERTSKY (to the COUNTESS). Take care you heat his fancy and affections—
* In Germany, after honorable addresses have been paid and formally accepted, the lovers are called Bride and Bridegroom, even though the marriage should not take place till years afterwards.
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