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
_Octavio (seizes the patent)._ Max! [_A pause._
----In this disclosure place I in thy hands
The Empire's welfare and thy father's life.
Dear to thy inmost heart is Wallenstein:
A powerful tie of love, of veneration, 255
Hath knit thee to him from thy earliest youth.
Thou nourishest the wish.--O let me still
Anticipate thy loitering confidence!
The hope thou nourishest to knit thyself
Yet closer to him----
_Max._ Father----
_Octavio._ O my son! 260
I trust thy heart undoubtingly. But am I
Equally sure of thy collectedness?
Wilt thou be able, with calm countenance,
To enter this man's presence, when that I
Have trusted to thee his whole fate?
_Max._ According 265
As thou dost trust me, father, with his crime.
[_OCTAVIO takes a paper out of his escrutoire, and gives
it to him._
_Max._ What? how? a full Imperial patent!
_Octavio._ Read it.
_Max (just glances on it)._ Duke Friedland sentenced and condemned!
_Octavio._ Even so.
_Max (throws down the paper)._ O this is too much! O unhappy
error! 270
_Octavio._ Read on. Collect thyself.
_Max (after he has read further, with a look of affright and
astonishment on his father)._ How! what! Thou! thou!
_Octavio._ But for the present moment, till the King
Of Hungary may safely join the army,
Is the command assigned to me.
_Max._ And think'st thou,
Dost thou believe, that thou wilt tear it from him? 275
O never hope it!--Father! father! father!
An inauspicious office is enjoined thee.
This paper here--this! and wilt thou enforce it?
The mighty in the middle of his host,
Surrounded by his thousands, him would'st thou 280
Disarm--degrade! Thou art lost, both thou and all of us.
_Octavio._ What hazard I incur thereby, I know.
In the great hand of God I stand. The Almighty
Will cover with his shield the Imperial house,
And shatter, in his wrath, the work of darkness. 285
The Emperor hath true servants still; and even
Here in the camp, there are enough brave men,
Who for the good cause will fight gallantly.
The faithful have been warned--the dangerous
Are closely watched. I wait but the first step, 290
And then immediately----
_Max._ What! on suspicion?
Immediately?
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