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The apartment Design'd for him you rescued will be found In filter order for a sickly guest.



I wonder then you occupied it pot, For you seem delicate in health.

WERNER (quickly).


You look one still. All soldiers are Or should be comrades, even though enemies. Our swords when drawn must cross, our engines aim (While levelld) at each other's hearts; but when A truce, a peace, or what you will, remits The steel into its scabbard, and lets sleep The spark which lights the matchlock, we are brethren. You are poor and sickly-I am not rich but healthy; I want for nothing which I cannot want; You seem devoid of this-wilt share it?

[Gabor pulls out his purse.

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Told you I was a beggar?



Very true.


Then, as we never met before, and never,
It may be, may again encounter, why,
I thought to cheer up this old dungeon here
(at least to me) by asking you to share
The fare of my companions and myself.


Pray, pardon me; my health--


Even as you please.
I have been a soldier, and perhaps am blunt
In bearing.

I have also served, and can
Requite a soldier's greeting.


In what service?
The imperial ?
WERNER ( quickly, and then interrupting himself).

I commanded-no-I mean
I served; but it is many years ago,
When first Bohemia raised her banner 'gainst
The Austrian.

Well, that's over now, and

Ilas turn'd some thousand gallant hearts adrift
To live as they best may: and, to say truth,
Some take the shortest.

What is that?

You yourself,
In saying you were a soldier during peace time.

WERNER (looking at him with suspicion).
You know me not?


I know no man, not even Myself: how should I then know one I ne'er Beheld till half an hour since?


Sir, I thank you.
Your offer 's noble, were it to a friend,
And not unkind as to an unknowa stranger,
Though scarcely prudent; but no less I thank you.
I am a beggar in all save his trade,
And when I beg of any one, it shall be
Of him who was the first to offer what
Few can obtain by asking. Pardon me.

GABOR (solus).
A goodly fellow by his looks, though worn,
As most good fellows are, by pain or pleasure,
Which tear life out of us before our time:
I scarce know which most quickly; but he seems
To have seen better days, as who has not
Who has seen yesterday ?--But here approaches
Our sage intendant, with the wine; however,
For the cup's sake I 'll bear the cup-bearer.




Whate'er They lay their hands on. All Silesia and Lusatia's woods are tenanted by bands Of the late troops, who levy on the country Their maintenance: the Chatelains must keep Their castle walls-beyond them 't is but doubtful Travel for your rich count or full-blown baron. My comfort is that, wander where I may, I've little left to lose now.

'T is here! the supernaculum ! twenty years Of age, if 't is a day.


Which epoch makes Young women and old wine, and 't is great pity Of two such excellent things, increase of years, Which still improves the one, should spoil the other. Fill full-Here's to our hostess--your fair wife.

[Takes the glass.

Fair!-Well, I trust your taste in wine is equal
To that you show for beauty! but I pledge you


Is not the lovely woman
I met in the adjacent ball, who, with
An air, and port, and eye, which would have better
Beseem'd this palace in its brightest days


And I-nothing.

GABOR. That's harder still. You say you were a soldieri

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I draced him
From out that carriage when he would have given
His barony or county to repel
The rushing river from his gurgling throat.
He has valets now enough: they stood aloof then
Shaking their dripping ears upon the shore,
All roaring, « Help!» but offering none; and as
For duty (as you call it) I did mine then,
Now do
yours. Hence, and bow and cringe him here!

I cringe!--but I shall lose the opportunity-
Plague take it! he 'll be here, and I not there!

(Exit IDENSTEIN, hastily.

Re-enter WERNER.

(Though in a garb adapted to its present Abandonment), return'd my salutationIs not the same your spouse?


I would she were! But you 're mistaken—that is the stranger's wife.

GABOR. And by her aspect she might be a princes : Though time hath touchi'd her too, she still retains Much beauty, and more majesty.


And that
Is more than I can say for Madaine Idenstein,
At least in beauty; as for majesty,
She has some of its properties which might
Be spared—but never mind!


I don't. But who May be this stranger? He too hath a bearing Above his outward fortunes.


There I differ.
lle's poor as Job, and not so patient; but
Who he may be, or what, or aught of him,
Except his name (and that I only learn'd
To-night), I know not.

But how came he here?

In a most miserable old caleche.
About a month since, and immediately
Fell sick, almost to death. He should have died.

GA BOR. Tender and true !--but why?


Why, what is life Without a living? He has not a sliver.

GABOR In that case,

I much wonder that a person Of your apparent prudence should adinit Guests so forlorn into this noble mansion.

IDENSTEIN That is true; but pity, as you know, does make One's heart commit these follies; and besides, They liad some valuables left at that time, Which paid their way up to the present hour, And so I thought they might as well be lodged Here as at the small tavern, aud I gave them The run of some of the oldest palace rooms. They served to air them, at the least as long As they could pay for fire-wood.


Poor souls !

WERNER ( to himself).
I heard a noise of wheels and voices. How
All sounds now jar me!

(Perceiving GABOR). Still here! Is he not
A spy of my pursuer's? His frank offer,
So suddenly, and to a stranger, wore
The aspect of a secrel enemy;
For friends are slow at such.


You seem rapi, And yet

the time is not akin to thought. These old walls will be noisy soon. The baron, Or count (or whatsoe'er this half-drown'd noble May be), for whom this desolate village, and Its lone inhabitants, show more respect Than did the elements, is come.

IDENSTEIN (without).

This way

This way, your excellence:-have a care,
The staircase is a little gloomy, and
Somewhat decay'd; but if we had expected
So high a guest-pray take my arm, my lord!
Enter STRALENIEIM, IDENSTEIN, and Attendants, partly

his own, and partly retainers of the domain of which IDENSTEIN is intendant.

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I'll rest me here a moment.
JDENSTEIN (to the servants).

Oh! a chair!
Instantly, knaves!

[STRALENDEIN sits down. WERNER (aside). "T is he! STRALENHEIM.

I'm better now. Who are these strangers?


Please you, my good lord,
One says he is no stranger.
WERNER (aloud and hastily).

Who says that?
[They look at him with surprise.

I attend you.

There were,



Pensive. Will it not please you to pass on? Why, no one spoke of you, or to you!-but

STRALENDEIM. Here's one his excellency may be pleased

'T is past fatigue which gives my weigh’d-down spirit To recognise.

(Pointing to GABOR. An outward show of thought. I will to rest.

I seek not to disturb

The prince's chamber is prepared, with all
His noble memory.

The very furniture the prince used when

Last here, in its full splendour.
I apprehend

(Aside.) Somewhat tatter'd This is one of the strangers to whose aid

And devilish damp, but fine enough by torch-light; I owe my rescue. Is not that the other?

And that is enough for your right noble blood

[Pointing to WERNER. Of twenty quarterings upon a hatchment : My state, when I was succour'd, must excuse

So let their bearer sleep 'neath something like one My uncertainty to whom I owe so much.

Now, as he one day will for ever lie.

STRALENHEIM (rising and turning to Gabor). He!-no, my lord! he rather wants for rescue

Good night, good people! Sir, I trust to-morrow Than can afford it. “T is a poor sick man,

Will find me apler to requite your service. Travel-tired, and lately risen from a bed

In the mean time, I crave your company From whence he never dream'd to rise.

A moment in

my chamber.

That there were two.


(After a few steps, pauses, and calls Werner).

But, in the service reuderd to your lordship,
I needs must say but one, and he is absent.

The chief part of whatever aid was render'd

IDENSTEIN Was his : it was his fortune to be first.

Sir! Lord !-oh, Lord! Why don't you say My will was not inferior, but his strength

His lordship, or his excellency? Pray, And youth outstripp'd me; therefore do not waste My lord, excuse this poor man's want of breeding : Your thanks on me. I was but a glad second

He hath not been accustom'd to admission
Uolo a nobler principal.

To such a presence.

Where is he?

Peace, intendant!
My lord, he tarried in the cottage, where
Your excellency rested for an hour,

I am dumb.
And said he would be here to-morrow.

STRALENHEIM (to Werner).


you been long here?

Till That hour arrives, I can but offer thanks,

And then--


I sought
I seek no more, and scarce deserve An answer, not an echo.
So much. My comrade may speak for himself.

STRALENHEIM (fixing his eyes upon WERNER, then aside).


seek It cannot be! and yet he must be look'd to.

Both from the walls. I am not used to answer T is twenty years since I beheld him with

Those whom I know not. These eyes; and, though my agents still have kept

STRALENHEIM. Theirs on him, policy has held aloof

Indeed! ne'er the less, My own from his, not to alarm him into

You might reply with courtesy, to what Suspicion of my plan. Why did I leave

Is ask'd in kindness. At llamburgh those who would have made assurance

WERNER If this be ke or no? I thought, ere now,

When I know it such, To have been lord of Siegendorf, and parted

I will requite--that is, reply--in unison. In haste, though even the elements appear

STRALENHEIM. To fight against me, and this sudden flood

The intendant said, you had been detain'd by sicknessMay keep me prisoner liere till -

If I could aid you—journeying the same way? {He pauses and looks at WERNER; then resumes.

WERNER (quickly). This man must I am not journeying the same way. Be watch'd. If it is he, he is so changed,

His father, rising from his grave again,

How know ye
Would pass him by unknown. I must be wary; That, ere you know my route?
An error would spoil all.

Because there is

Your lordship seems But one way that the rich and poor must tread









Together. You diverged from that dread path How can I hope? An hour ago methought
Some hours ago, and I some days; henceforth

My state beyond despair ; and now, 't is such,
Our roads must lie asunder, though they tend

The past seems paradise. Another day,
All to one home.

And I'm detected,- on the very eve

Of honours, rights, and my inheritance,
Your language is above

When a few drops of gold might save me still
Your station.

In favouring an escape.
WERNER (bitterly).

Enter IDENSTEIN and Fritz in conversation.
Is it?

Or, at least, beyond

Your garb.

I tell you, 't is impossible.

FRITZ "T is well that it is not bencath it,

It must As sometimes happens to the better clad,

Be tried, however; and if one express
But, in a word, what would you with me?

Fail, you must send on others, till the answer
STRALENHEIM (startled).

Arrives from Frankfort, from the commandant.


I will do what I can. Yes-you! You know me not, and question me,

And wonder that I answer not-not knowing

And recollect
My inquisitor. Explain what you would have; To spare no trouble; you will be repaid
And then I 'll satisfy yourself, or me.


I knew not that you had reasons for reserve.

The baron is retired to rest ?

Many have such :--Have you none ?

He hath throwo himself into an easy chair

Beside the fire, and slumbers; and has order'd
None which can


may not be disturb'd until eleven, Interest a mere stranger.

When he will take himself to bed.

Then forgive

The same unknown and humble stranger, if

Au hour is past I 'll do my best to serve him. Ile wishes to remain so to the man

FRITZ. Who can have bought in common with him




The devil take these great men ! they
I will not baulk your humour, thongh untoward : Think all things made for them. Now here must I
I only meant you service-but, good niglit!

Rouse up some half a dozen shivering vassals
Jotendant, show the way!

From their scant pallets, and, at peril of (to Gabor). Sir, you will with me?

Their lives, despatch them o'er the river towards
(Exeunt STRALENHEIM and Attendants, IDENSTEIN Frankfort. Methinks the baron's own experience
and GABOR,

Some hours ago might teach him fellow-feeling:
WERNER (solus).

But no, « it must,» and there's an end. How now? 'T is he! I'm taken in the toils. Before

Are you there, Mynheer Werner?
I quitted Hamburgh, Giulio, his late steward
Inform d me, that he had obtain d an order

You have left
From Brandenburgh's elector, for the arrest

Your noble guest right quickly.
Of Kruitzner (such the name I then bore), whien
I came upou the frontier; the free city

Yes-he's drzing,
Alone preserved my freedom-till I left

And seems to like that none should sleep besides. Its walls-fool that I was to quit them! But

Here is a packet for the commandant I deem'd this humble garb, and route obscure,

Of Frankfort, at all risks and all expenses; Had baftled the slow-hounds in their pursuit."

But I must not lose time: good night! What's to be done? He knows me not by person;

[Exit IDENSTEIN Nor could aughi, save the eye of apprehension, Have recoguised him, after twenty years,

« To Frankfort! We met so rarely and so coldly in

So, so, it thickens! Ay, « the commandant. » Our youth. But those about him! Now I can This tallies well with all the prior steps Divine the frankness of the Hungarian, who,

Of this cool calculating fiend, who walks No doubt, is a mere tool and spy

of Stralenheim's Between me and my father's liouse. No doubt To sound and to secure me.

Without means !

Ile writes for a detachinent to convey me Sick, poor-begirt 100 with the tlooding rivers, luto some secret fortress.-Sooner than Impassable even to the wealthy, with

This All the appliances which purchase modes

(Werner looks around, and snatches up a knife Of overpowering peril with men's lives,

lying on a table in a recess.




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Now I am master of myself at least.

With its own weight impedes more than protects. Hark!-footsteps! How do I know that Stralenheim Good night. I trust to meet with him at day-break. Will wait for even the show of that authority

[Exit Gabor Which is to overshadow usurpation? That he suspects me 's certain. I'm alone;

Re-enter IDENSTEIN and some peasants. JOSEPHINE
He with a numerous train. I weak; he strong

retires up the Hall,
In gold, in numbers, rank, authority.
I nameless, or involving in my name

But if I'm drowo'd ?
Destruction, till I reach my own domain ;

He full blown with his titles, which impose

Why, you 'll be well paid for ',
Still further on these obscure petty burghers

And have risk'd more than drowning for as much,
Than they could do elsewhere. Hark! nearer still! I doubt not.
I'll to the secret passage, which communicates

With the--No! all is silent-'t was my fancy! -

But our wives and families ?
Still as the breathless interval between

The flash and thunder :- I must hush my soul Cannot be worse off than they are, and may
Amidst its perils. Yet I will retire,

Be better.
To see if still be unexplored the passage

I wot of: it will serve me as a den

I have neither, and will venture.
Of secrecy for some hours, at the worst.

(Werner draws a pannel and exit, closing it That's right. A gallant carle, and fit to be
after him.

A soldier. I 'll promote you to the ranks
Enter Gabor and JOSEPHINE.

In the prince's body-guard—if you succeed;

And you shall have besides in sparkling coin

Two thalers.
Where is your husband ?

No more?
Here, I thought : I left him
Not long since in his chamber. But these rooms

Out upon your avarice!
Have many outlets, and he


Can that low vice alloy so much ambition ?
To accompany the intendant.

I tell thee, fellow, that two thalers in

Small change will subdivide into a treasure.
Baron Stralenheim Do not five hundred thousand heroes daily
Pat many questions to the intendant on

Risk lives and souls for the tithe of one thaler !
The subject of your lord, and, to be plain,

When had you half the sum?
I have my doubts if he means well.

Never-but ne'er

The less I must have three.
What can there be in common with the proud
Aod wealthy baron and the unknown Werner ?

Have you forgot

Whose vassal you were born, knave?
That you know best.

No, the prince's,
Or, if it were so, how

And not the stranger's.
Come you to stir yourself in his behalf,
Rather than that of him whose life

saved !

Sirrah! in the prince's

Absence, I 'm sovereign; and the baron is
I help'd to save him, as in peril; but

My intimate connexion. —« Cousin Idenstein!
I did not pledge myself to serve him in

(Quoth he) you 'll order out a dozen villains.»
Oppression. I know well these nobles, and

And so, you villains! troop--march-march, I say:
Their thousand modes of trampling on the poor. And if a single dog's ear of this packet
I have proved them, and my spirit boils up when Be sprinkled by the Oder-look to it!
I find them practising against the weak :-

For every page of paper, shall a hide
This is my only motive.

Of yours be stretch'd as parchment on a drum,

Like Ziska's skin, to beat alarm to all
It would be

Refractory vassals, who cannot effect
Not easy to persuade my consort of

Impossibilities–Away, ye earth-worms!
Your good intentions.

(Exit, driving them out.

JOSEPHINE (coming forward).
Is he so suspicious ?

I fain would shun these scenes, loo oft repeated,

Of feudal tyranny o'er petty victims;
He was not once; but time and troubles have

I cannot aid, and will not witness such.
Made him what you beheld.

Even here, in this remote, unnamed, dull spot,
The dimmest in the district's map,

I'm sorry for it.

The insolence of wealth in

poverty Suspicion is a heavy armour, and

O'er something poorer still the pride of rank











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