[Max. clasps her in his arms in extreme emotion. There is heard from behind the Scene a loud, wild, long-continued cry-Vivat Ferdinandus, accompanied by warlike instruments. Max. and Thekla remain without motion in each other's embrace. SCENE X. To these enter TERTSKY. Coun. (meeting him). What meant that cry? What Ter. was it? All is lost! Coun. What! they regarded not his countenance? Ter. 'Twas all in vain. Duch. They shouted vivat! Ter. Coun. The traitors! Ter. To the Emperor. Nay! he was not once permitted Even to address them. Soon as he began, With deafening noise of warlike instruments And countryman. Write to him instantly Wal. (steps between Max. and Thekla, who have remained during this time in each other's arms). Max. Part! O God! [Cuirassiers enter with drawn swords, and assemble in the back-ground. At the same time there are heard from below some spirited passages out of the Pappenheim march, which seem to address Max. Wal. (to the Cuirassiers). Here he is, he is at liberty; I keep him No longer. [He turns away, and stands so that Max. cannot pass by him nor approach the Princess. Max. Thou know'st that I have not yet learnt to live Without thee! I go forth into a desert, Leaving my all behind me. O do not turn O once more show me Thy ever dear and honour'd countenance. [Max. attempts to take his hand, but is repelled; he turns to the Countess. Is there no eye that has a look of pity for me? The Countess turns away from him; he turns to the Duchess. My mother! Duch. Go where duty calls you. Haply The time may come, when you may prove to us A true friend, a good angel at the throne Of the Emperor. DD Max. You give me hope; you would not Suffer me wholly to despair. No! No! Mine is a certain misery-Thanks to heaven The stage Мах. [The military music begins again. sees Butler, and addresses him. And you here, Colonel Butler--and will you Not follow me? Well, then, remain more faithful Fair booty for each slave that trades in murder. Illo. [Casting suspicious looks on Illo and Butter In Galas', in your father's quarters. Here [Max. attempts once more to approach Thekla. Max. Blow, blow! O were it but the Swedish trumpets, And all the naked swords, which I see here, Were plunged into my breast! What purpose you? You come to tear me from this place! Beware [The stage is entirely filled with armed men. Yet more! weight upon weight to drag me down! Think what ye're doing. It is not well done To choose a man despairing for your leader; You tear me from my happiness. Well, then, I dedicate your souls to vengeance. Mark! For your own ruin you have chosen me : Who goes with me, must be prepar❜d to perish. [He turns to the back-ground, there ensues a sudden and violent movement among the Cuirassiers; they surround him, and carry him off in wild tumult. Wallenstein remains immoveable. Thekla sinks into her mother's arms. The curtain falls. The music becomes loud and overpowering, and passes into a complete war-march-the orchestra joins it--and continues during the interval between the second and third Act. ACT III. Scene, the BURGOMASTER'S House at Egra SCENE I. But. (just arrived). Here then he is, by his destiny conducted. Here, Friedland, and no farther! From Bohemia And here upon the borders of Bohemia Must sink. Thou hast fors worn the ancient colours, Blind man! yet trustest to thy ancient fortunes. D D Profaner of the altar and the hearth, Against thy Emperor and fellow-citizens Thou mean'st to wage the war. Friedland, beware- SCENE II. BUTLER and GORDON. Gor. Is it you? How my heart sinks! The Duke a fugitive traitor! His princely head attainted! O my God! But. You have receiv'd the letter which I sent you By a post courier. Gor. Yes! and in obedience to it Open'd the strong-hold to him without scruple. To follow your commands implicitly. But yet forgive me: when even now I saw Into this town did Friedland make his entrance; But. 'Tis all precisely As I related in my letter. Friedland Has sold the army to the enemy, And pledg'd himself to give up Prague and Egra. On this report the regiments all forsook him. |