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It sends and proves to me one faithful heart.
(Illo is going.) But. (detaining him) My General, whom expect you
then ? Wal.
And what now ?
You do not know it?
Is already here.
My courier ?
For some hours.
The centinels detain him
Illo. (stamping with his foot) Damnation !
And his letter
You know what it contains ?
Illo! alas for us!
(Tertsky and Illo express alarm and fury. Wal
lenstein remains firm and collected.) Wal.
'Tis decided !
[Exit Wallenstein, the others follow him.
Countess Tertsky (enters from a side room.)
Coun. I can endure no longer. No!
(looks around her)
Where are they?
Countess, Duchess, Thekla.
Thek. (endeavouring to hold back the Duchess) Dear
mother, do stay here!
No! Here is yet
Sister, I will know.
What? do you
firm! stand firm, my mother!
(During these words the Duchess totters, and falls
in a fainting-fit into the arms of her daughter. While Thekla is calling for help, the curtain drops.)
Scene-a spacious room in the Duke of Friedland's
Wal. (in armour) Thou hast gained thy point, Octa
vio! Once more am I Almost as friendless as at Regensburg ; There I had nothing left me, but myself— But what one man can do, you have now experience. The twigs have you hew'd off, and here I stand A leafless trunk. But in the sap within Lives the creating power, and a new world May sprout forth from it. Once already have I Prov'd myself worth an army to you—I alone ! Before the Swedish strength your troops had melted; Beside the Lech sunk Tilly, your last hope; Into Bavaria, like a winter torrent, Did that Gustavus pour, and at Vienna In his own palace did the Emperor tremble. Soldiers were scarce, for still the multitude Follow the luck: all eyes were turn'd on me, Their helper in distress: the Emperor's pride Bow'd itself down before the man he had injur'd. 'Twas I must rise, and with creative word Assemble forces in the desolate camps. I did it. Like a god of war, my name Went thro' the world. The drum was beat-and, lo ! The plough, the work-shop is forsaken, all Swarm to the old familiar, long-lov'd banners;