Have I made rich, presented them with lands;

Rewarded them with dignities and honors;

Thee have I loved: my heart, my self, I gave

To thee; They all were aliens: thou wert

Our child and inmate. [6] Max.! Thou canst not leave me;

It cannot be; I may not, will not think

That Max. can leave me.

MAX.

Ob, my God!

WALLENSTEIN

I have

Held and sustained thee from thy tottering childhood.

What holy bond is there of natural love,

What human tie that does not knit thee to me?

I love thee, Max.! What did thy father for thee,

Which I too have not done, to the height of duty?

Go hence, forsake me, serve thy emperor;

He will reward thee with a pretty chain

Of gold; with his ram's fleece will he reward thee;

For that the friend, the father of thy youth,

For that the holiest feeling of humanity,

Was nothing worth to thee.

MAX.

O God! how can I

Do otherwise. Am I not forced to do it,

My oath-my duty-my honor--

WALLENSTEIN.

How? Thy duty?

Duty to whom? Who art thou? Max.! bethink thee

What duties may'st thou have? If I am acting

A criminal part toward the emperor,

It is my crime, not thine. Dost thou belong

To thine own self? Art thou thine own commander?

Stand'st thou, like me, a freeman in the world,

That in thy actions thou shouldst plead free agency?

On me thou art planted, I am thy emperor;

To obey me, to belong to me, this is

Thy honor, this a law of nature to thee!

And if the planet on the which thou livest

And hast thy dwelling, from its orbit starts.

It is not in thy choice, whether or no

Thou'lt follow it. Unfelt it whirls thee onward

Together with his ring, and all his moons.

With little guilt steppest thou into this contest;

Thee will the world not censure, it will praise thee,

For that thou held'st thy friend more worth to thee

Than names and influences more removed

For justice is the virtue of the ruler,

Affection and fidelity the subject's.

Not every one doth it beseem to question

The far-off high Arcturus. Most securely

Wilt thou pursue the nearest duty: let

The pilot fix his eye upon the pole-star.

SCENE XIX.

To these enter NEUMANN.

WALLENSTEIN.

What now?

NEUMANN.

The Pappenheimers are dismounted,

And are advancing now on foot, determined

With sword in hand to storm the house, and free

The count, their colonel.

WALLENSTEIN (to TERZKY).

Have the cannon planted.

I will receive them with chain-shot.

[Exit TERZKY.

Prescribe to me with sword in hand! Go, Neumann!

'Tis my command that they retreat this moment,

And in their ranks in silence wait my pleasure.

[NEUMANN exit. ILLO steps to the window.

COUNTESS.

Let him go, I entreat thee, let him go.

ILLO (at the window).

Hell and perdition!

WALLENSTEIN.

What is it?

ILLO.

They scale the council-house, the roof's uncovered,

They level at this house the cannon--

MAX.

Madmen

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