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Illo. We have the Colonels here of thirty regiments.
You'll find Count Tertsky here, and Tiefenbach,
Kolatto, Goetz, Maradas, Hinnersam,
The Piccolomini, both son and father-
You'll meet with many an unexpected greeting
From many an old friend and acquaintance. Only
Galas is wanting still, and Altringer.
But. Expect not Galas.
Illo. (hesitating). How so ? Do you know
Iso. (interrupting him)
Max. Piccolomini here ?- bring me to him.
I see him yet, ('tis now ten years ago,
We were engaged with Mansfeld hard by Dessau)
I see the youth, in my mind's eye I see him,
Leap his black war-horse from the bridge adown,
And t'ward his father, then in extreme peril,
Beat up against strong tide of the
The down was scarce upon his chin! I hear
He has made good the promise of his youth,
And the full hero now is finish'd in him.
Illo. You'll see him yet ere evening. He conducts
The Duchess Friedland hither, and the Princess *
From Carnthen. We expect them here at noon.
But. Both wife and daughter does the Duke call
He crowds in visitants from all sides.
So much the better! I had fram'd my mind
To hear of naught but warlike circumstance,
Of marches, and attacks, and batteries:
And lo! the Duke provides, that something too
Of gentler sort, and lovely, should be present
To feast our eyes.
Illo. (who has been standing in the attitude of medita-
tion, to Butler, whom he leads a little on one side.)
And how came you to know That the Count Galas joins us not ? But.
Because He importun'd me to remain behind. Illo. (with warmth) And you ?-You hold out firmly? (Grasping his hand with affection.)
Noble Butler ! But. After the obligation which the Duke Had lay'd so newly on me Illo.
I had forgotten
A pleasant duty_Major General,
I wish you joy!
Iso. hat, you mean, of his regiment ?
I hear, too, that, to make the gift still sweeter,
The Duke has given him the very same
In which he first saw service, and since then,
Work'd himself, step by step, thro' each preferment,
From the ranks upwards. And verily, it gives
À precedent of hope, a spur of action
To the whole corps, if once in their remembrance
An old deserving soldier makes his way.
But. I am perplexed and doubtful, whether or no
I dare accept this your congratulation.
The Emperor has not yet confirm'd th' appointment.
Iso. Seize it, friend! Seize it! The hand which in
Plac'd you, is strong enough to keep you there,
Spite of the Emperor and his Ministers !
Illo. Ay, if we would but so consider it!-
If we would all of us consider it so!
The Emperor gives us nothing; from the Duke
Comes all-whate'er we hope, whate'er we have.
Iso. (to Illo) My noble brother! did I tell you how
The Duke will satisfy my creditors ?
Will be himself my banker for the future,
Make me once more a creditable man !
And this is now the third time, think of that!
This kingly-minded man has rescued me
From absolute ruin, and restor'd my honour.
Illo. O that his power but kept pace with his wishes !
Why, friend! he'd give the whole world to his soldiers.
But at Vienna, brother !—there's the grievance !-
What politic schemes do they not lay to shorten
His arm, and, where they can, to clip his pinions.
Then these new dainty requisitions ! these,
Which this same Questenberg brings hither!
These requisitions of the Emperor-
I too have heard about them; but I hope
The Duke will not draw back a single inch!
Illo. Not from his right most surely, unless first
But. (shocked and confused) Know you aught then ?
You alarm me. Iso. (at the same time with Butler, and in a hurrying
voice.) We should be ruin'd, every one of us ! Illo
No more ! Yonder I see our worthy friend* approaching With the Lieutenant-General, Piccolomini. But. (shaking his head significantly) I fear we shall
Enter Octavio Piccolomini, and Questenberg.
Oct. (still in the distance) Ay, ay! more still ! still more
new visitors! Acknowledge, friend ! that never was a camp, Which held at once so many heads of heroes.
(Approaching nearer.) Welcome, Count Isolani ! Iso.
My noble brother,
Even now am I arriv'd; it had been else my duty-
Oct. And Colonel Butler-trust me, I rejoice
Thus to renew acquaintance with a man
Whose worth and services I know and honour.
See, see, my friend !
There might we place at once before our eyes
The sum of war's whole trade and mystery-
(To Questenberg, presenting Butler and Isolani at
the same time to him.) These two the total sum-Strength and Despatch. Ques. (to Octavio.) And lo! betwixt them both ex
perienc'd Prudence ! Oct. (presenting Questenberg to Butler and Isolani.) The Chamberlain and War-commissioner Questenberg, The bearer of the Emperor's behests, The long-tried friend and patron of all soldiers, We honour in this noble visitor. (Universal silence.) Illo. (moving towards Questenberg.) 'Tis not the first
time, noble Minister, You have shown our camp this honour. Ques.
Once before I stood before these colours.
Illo. Perchance, too, you remember where that was.
It was at Znäim* in Moravia, where
You did present yourself upon the part
Of th’Emperor, to supplicate our Duke
That he would straight assume the chief command.
Ques. To supplicate? Nay, noble General !
So far extended neither my commission
(At least to my own knowledge) nor my zeal.
Illo. Well, well then-to compel him, if
I can remember me right well, Count Tilly
Had suffered total rout upon the Lech.
Bavaria lay all open to the enemy,
Whom there was nothing to delay from pressing
Onwards into the very heart of Austria.
At that time you and Werdenberg appear'd
Before our General, storming him with prayers,
And menacing the Emperor's displeasure,
Unless he took compassion on this wretchedness.
Iso. (steps up to them.) Yes, yes, 'tis comprehensible
Wherefore with your commission of to-day
You were not all too willing to remember
Your former one,
Why not, Count Isolan ?
No contradiction sure exists between them.
It was the urgent business of that time
To snatch Bavaria from her enemy's hand;
And my commission of to-day instructs me
To free her from her good friends and protectors.
Illo. A worthy office! After with our blood
We have wrested this Bohemia from the Saxon,