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 the strong tide of the Elbe.
The down was scarce upon his chin! I hear
He has made good the promise of his youth,
And the full hero now is finished in him.
You'll see him yet ere evening. He conducts
The Duchess Friedland hither, and the princess2 From Caernthen3. We expect them here at noon.
Both wife and daughter does the duke call hither?
He crowds in visitants from all sides.
Hm!
So much the better! I had framed my mind
To hear of naught but warlike circumstance,
Of marches and attacks, and batteries;
And lo! the duke provides, and something too
Of gentler sort and lovely, should be present
To feast our eyes.
And how came you to know
That the Count Gallas joins us not?
Because
He importuned me to remain behind.
And you? You hold out firmly!
[Grasping his hand with affection.
Noble Butler!
After the obligation which the duke
Had laid so newly on me —
I had forgotten
A pleasant duty – major-general,
I wish you joy!
What, you mean, of this 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
Worked himself step by step, through each preferment,
From the ranks upwards. And verily, it gives
A precedent of hope, a spur of action
To the whole corps, if once in their remembrance
An old deserving soldier makes his way.
I am perplexed and doubtful whether or no
I dare accept this your congratulation.
The emperor has not yet confirmed the appointment.
Seize it, friend, seize it! The hand which in that post
Placed you is strong enough to keep you there,
Spite of the emperor and his ministers!
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.
My noble brother! did I tell you how
The duke will satisfy my creditors?
Will be himself my bankers 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 restored my honor.
Oh that his power but kept pace with his wishes!
Why, friend! he'd give the whole world to his soldiers.
But at Vienna, brother! – here'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!
Ay!
Those requisitions of the emperor —
I too have heard about them; but I hope
The duke will not draw back a single inch!
Not from his right most surely, unless first
From office!
Know you aught then? You alarm me.
We should be ruined, every one of us!
Yonder I see our worthy friend [spoken with a sneer] approaching
With the Lieutenant-General Piccolomini.
I fear we shall not go hence as we came.
SCENE II
Enter OCTAVIO PICCOLOMINI and QUESTENBERG.
Ay! ah! more still! Still more new visitors!
Acknowledge, friend! that never was a camp,
Which held at once so many heads of heroes.
Let none approach a camp of Friedland's troops
Who dares to think unworthily of war;
E'en I myself had nigh forgot its evils
When I surveyed that lofty soul of order,
By which, while it destroys the world – itself
Maintains the greatness which itself created.
Welcome, Count Isolani!
My noble brother!