Steps forth, and girds him for the strife of death. 115
[Music from the banquet-room is heard.
There’s a dark spirit walking in our house,
And swiftly will the Destiny close on us.
It drove me hither from my calm asylum,
It mocks my soul with charming witchery,
It lures me forward in a seraph’s shape, 120
I see it near, I see it nearer floating,
It draws, it pulls me with a godlike power —
And lo! the abyss — and thither am I moving —
I have no power within me not to move!
[The music from the banquet-room becomes louder.
O when a house is doomed in fire to perish, 125
Many a dark heaven drives his clouds together,
Yea, shoots his lightnings down from sunny heights,
Flames burst from out the subterraneous chasms,
And fiends and angels mingling in their fury,
Sling fire-brands at the burning edifice. 130
[Exit THEKLA.
SCENE VIII
A large Saloon lighted up with festal Splendour; in the midst of it,
and in the Centre of the Stage, a Table richly set out, at which eight
Generals are sitting, among whom are OCTAVIO PICCOLOMINI, TERTSKY, and
MARADAS. Right and left of this, but farther back, two other Tables, at
each of which six Persons are placed. The Middle Door, which is standing
open, gives to the Prospect a Fourth Table, with the same Number of
Persons. More forward stands the sideboard. The whole front of the Stage
is kept open for the Pages and Servants in waiting. All is in Motion.
The Band of Music belonging to Tertsky’s Regiment march across the
Stage, and draw up round the Tables. Before they are quite off from the
Front of the Stage, MAX PICCOLOMINI appears, TERTSKY advances towards
him with a Paper, ISOLANI comes up to meet him with a Beaker or
Service-cup.
TERTSKY, ISOLANI, MAX PICCOLOMINI.
Isolani. Here brother, what we love! Why, where hast been?
Off to thy place — quick! Tertsky here has given
The mother’s holiday wine up to free booty.
Here it goes on as at the Heidelberg castle.
Already hast thou lost the best. They’re giving 5
At yonder table ducal crowns in shares;
There’s Sternberg’s lands and chattels are put up,
With Egenberg’s, Stawata’s, Lichtenstein’s,
And all the great Bohemian feodalities.
Be nimble, lad! and something may turn up 10
For thee — who knows? off — to thy place! quick! march!
Tiefenbach and Goetz (call out from the second and third tables).
Count Piccolomini!
Tertsky. Stop, ye shall have him in an instant. — Read
This oath here, whether as ‘tis here set forth,
The wording satisfies you. They’ve all read it, 15
Each in his turn, and each one will subscribe
His individual signature.
Max (reads). ‘Ingratis servire nefas.’
Isolani. That sounds to my ears very much like Latin,
And being interpreted, pray what may’t mean?
Tertsky. No honest man will serve a thankless master. 20
Max. ‘Inasmuch as our supreme Commander, the illustrious
Duke of Friedland, in consequence of the manifold affronts and
grievances which he has received, had expressed his determination
to quit the Emperor, but on our unanimous entreaty has
graciously consented to remain still with the army, and not to 25
part from us without our approbation thereof, so we, collectively
and each in particular, in the stead of an oath personally taken,
do hereby oblige ourselves — likewise by him honourably and
faithfully to hold, and in nowise whatsoever from him to
part, and to be ready to shed for his interests the last drop of 30
our blood, so far, namely, as our oath to the Emperor will permit
it. (These last words are repeated by ISOLANI.) In testimony of
which we subscribe our names.’
Tertsky. Now! — are you willing to subscribe this paper?
Isolani. Why should he not? All officers of honour 35
Can do it, aye, must do it. — Pen and ink here!
Tertsky. Nay, let it rest till after meal.
Isolani (drawing Max along). Come, Max.
[Both seat themselves at their table.
SCENE IX
TERTSKY, NEUMANN.
Tertsky (beckons to Neumann who is waiting at the side-table, and
steps forward with him to the edge of the stage). Have you the
copy with you, Neumann? Give it.
It may be changed for the other?
Neumann. I have
