Schiller's tragedies: The Piccolomini; and The death of Wallenstein [from the trilogy Wallenstein] tr. by S.T. Coleridge |
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... belonging to Tertsky . MASTER OF THE CELLAR , to Count Tertsky . NEUMANN , Captain of Cavalry , Aide - de - camp to Tertsky . VALET DE CHAMBRE of Count Piccolomini . SCENE I. An oll Gothic Chamber in the Council House.
... belonging to Tertsky . MASTER OF THE CELLAR , to Count Tertsky . NEUMANN , Captain of Cavalry , Aide - de - camp to Tertsky . VALET DE CHAMBRE of Count Piccolomini . SCENE I. An oll Gothic Chamber in the Council House.
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... cellar ? Ho ! Let the best wines come up . Ho ! cheerly , boy ! Luck comes to - day , so give her hearty welcome . [ Exeunt , each to his table . SCENE XII . The MASTER OF THE CELLAR advancing with NEUMANN , Servants passing backwards ...
... cellar ? Ho ! Let the best wines come up . Ho ! cheerly , boy ! Luck comes to - day , so give her hearty welcome . [ Exeunt , each to his table . SCENE XII . The MASTER OF THE CELLAR advancing with NEUMANN , Servants passing backwards ...
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... CELLAR . Ay ! that was made for Frederick's coronation by the artist William -- there was not such another prize in the whole booty at Prague . RUNNER . The same a health is to go round in him . MASTER OF THE CELLAR ( shaking his head ...
... CELLAR . Ay ! that was made for Frederick's coronation by the artist William -- there was not such another prize in the whole booty at Prague . RUNNER . The same a health is to go round in him . MASTER OF THE CELLAR ( shaking his head ...
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... CELLAR . [ Taking the flask out of the Runner's pocket . My son , it will be broken to pieces in your pocket . [ TERTSKY hurries in , fetches away the Paper and calls to a Servant for Pen and Ink , and goes to the back of the Stage ...
... CELLAR . [ Taking the flask out of the Runner's pocket . My son , it will be broken to pieces in your pocket . [ TERTSKY hurries in , fetches away the Paper and calls to a Servant for Pen and Ink , and goes to the back of the Stage ...
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already ANSPESSADE arms army Bohemian BURGOMASTER BUTLER camp CAPTAIN CELLAR Chamber Colonel command confidence CORNET Count Mansfeld COUNT TERTSKY COUNTESS TERTSKY Cuirassiers dæmon dare daughter deed destiny DEVEREUX dost doth DUCHESS duty Egra Emperor enemy enter entreat evil Exit faithful favour fear Ferdinand force fortune Frauenburg Galas give GOETZ GORDON hadst hand hast thou hath hear heart Heaven hither honour ILLO ISOLANI King of Hungary KOLATTO LADY NEUBRUNN leave Lieutenant-general live look Lord MACDONALD MARADAS MASTER mother ne'er NEUMANN never noble oath OCTAVIO PICCOLOMINI Olmutz once Pappenheimers pause peace Pilsen Prague Prince QUESTENBERG Regensburg regiments remain round SCENE soul spirit stand stars Swedes Swedish sword tell thee THEKLA There's thine Thou art thou hast Thou wilt thought thy father thyself TIEFENBACH traitor troops trust Twas Vienna voice WALLENSTEIN Wherefore whole word wouldst WRANGEL
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Página 20 - The cloud doth gather, the greenwood roar, The damsel paces along the shore ; The billows they tumble with might, with might; And she flings out her voice to the darksome night ; Her bosom is swelling with sorrow ; The world it is empty, the heart will die, There's nothing to wish for beneath the sky : Thou Holy One, call thy child away ! I've lived and loved, and that was to-day — Make ready my grave-clothes to-morrow.* * I found it not in my power...
Página 6 - The city gates fly open of themselves, They need no longer the petard to tear them. The ramparts are all filled with men and women...
Página 18 - And if this be the science of the stars, I too, with glad and zealous industry, Will learn acquaintance with this cheerful faith. It is a gentle and affectionate thought, That in immeasurable heights above us, At our first birth, the wreath of love was woven, With sparkling stars for flowers.
Página 20 - Das Herz ist gestorben, die Welt ist leer, Und weiter gibt sie dem Wunsche nichts mehr. Du Heilige, rufe dein Kind zurück, Ich habe genossen das irdische Glück, Ich habe gelebt und geliebet.
Página 35 - Tis a foe invisible, The which I fear — a fearful enemy, Which in the human heart opposes me, By its coward fear alone made fearful to me.
Página 18 - mong fays and talismans, And spirits ; and delightedly believes Divinities, being himself divine. The intelligible forms of ancient poets, The fair humanities of old religion, The power, the beauty, and the majesty, That had their haunts in dale, or piny mountain, Or forest by slow stream, or pebbly spring. Or chasms and wat'ry depths ; all these have vanished They live no longer in the faith of reason...
Página 65 - Tis full thirty years since then A youth who scarce had seen his twentieth year Was Wallenstein, when he and I were friends : Yet even then he had a daring soul : His frame of mind was serious and severe Beyond his years : his dreams were of great objects. He...
Página 41 - With undivided heart. It can remain No longer thus. Like enemies, the roads Start from each other. Duties strive with duties. Thou must needs choose thy party in the war Which is now kindling 'twixt thy friend and him Who is thy Emperor. Max. War ! is that the name ? War is as frightful as heaven's pestilence. Yet it is good, is it heaven's will as that is. Is that a good war, which against the Emperor Thou wagest with the Emperor's own army ? O God of heaven ! what a change is this.
Página 35 - I but amused myself with thinking of it. The free-will tempted me, the power to do Or not to do it. — Was it criminal To make the fancy minister to hope, To fill the air with pretty toys of air...
Página 18 - They live no longer in the faith of reason ! But still the heart doth need a language, still Doth the old instinct bring back the old names, And to yon starry world they now are gone, Spirits or gods, that used to share this earth With man as with their friend ; * and to the lover Yonder they move, from yonder visible sky Shoot influence down : and even at this day 'Tis Jupiter who brings whate'er is great, And Venus who brings every thing that's fair ! Thek.