The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Vol 2 (of 2)Coleridge, Samuel Taylor
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The Complete Poetical Works of Samuel Taylor Coleridge. Vol 2 (of 2)
Coleridge, Samuel Taylor
English poetry -- 19th century
_Questenberg._ What now? Where go you then?
_Octavio._ To her herself.
_Questenberg._ To----
_Octavio._ To the Duke. Come, let us go--'Tis done, 'tis done,
I see the net that is thrown over him.
O! he returns not to me as he went.
_Questenberg._ Nay, but explain yourself.
_Octavio._ And that I should not 15
Foresee it, not prevent this journey! Wherefore
Did I keep it from him?--You were in the right.
I should have warned him! Now it is too late.
_Questenberg._ But what's too late? Bethink yourself, my friend,
That you are talking absolute riddles to me. 20
_Octavio._ Come!--to the Duke's. 'Tis close upon the hour
Which he appointed you for audience. Come!
A curse, a threefold curse, upon this journey!
[_He leads QUESTENBERG off._
LINENOTES:
[After 1] [_Then in pressing and impatient tones._ 1800, 1828, 1829.
[5] _Octavio (recovering himself out of a deep study)._ 1800, 1828,
1829.
[11] _Where_ 1800, 1828, 1829.
[Before 12] _Octavio (interrupting him, and correcting himself)._ 1800,
1828, 1829.
[19] _what's_ 1800, 1828, 1829.
[Before 21] _Octavio (more collected)._ 1800, 1828, 1829.
SCENE VI
_Changes to a spacious chamber in the house of the Duke of
Friedland._--Servants _employed in putting the tables and chairs in
order. During this enters SENI, like an old Italian doctor, in black,
and clothed somewhat fantastically. He carries a white staff, with which
he marks out the quarters of the heaven._
_First Servant._ Come--to it, lads, to it! Make an end of it.
I hear the sentry call out, 'Stand to your arms!' They will
be there in a minute.
_Second Servant._ Why were we not told before that the
audience would be held here? Nothing prepared--no orders--no 5
instructions--
_Third Servant._ Ay, and why was the balcony-chamber
countermanded, that with the great worked carpet?--there one can
look about one.
_First Servant._ Nay, that you must ask the mathematician there. 10
He says it is an unlucky chamber.
_Second Servant._ Poh! stuff and nonsense! That's what I call
a hum. A chamber is a chamber; what much can the place
signify in the affair?
_Seni._ My son, there's nothing insignificant, 15
Nothing! But yet in every earthly thing
First and most principal is place and time.
_First Servant (to the Second)._ Say nothing to him, Nat. The
Duke himself must let him have his own will.
_Seni (counts the chairs, half in a loud, half in a low voice, till
he comes to eleven, which he repeats)._ Eleven! an evil number!
Set twelve chairs. 20
Twelve! twelve signs hath the zodiac: five and seven,
The holy numbers, include themselves in twelve.
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