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
[After 25] [_Pauses and remains in deep thought._ 1800, 1828, 1829.
[39] _not_ 1800, 1828, 1829.
[48] _dumb_ 1800.
[50] _rent_ 1800.
[After 50] [_Pauses again._ 1800, 1828, 1829.
[53] _orders_ 1800, 1828, 1829.
[55] many] may 1800, 1828, 1829.
[56] Grasps] Grasp 1800, 1828, 1829.
[After 62] [_Paces in agitation through the chamber, then pauses, and,
after the pause, breaks out again into audible soliloquy._ 1800, 1828,
1829.
SCENE V
_WALLENSTEIN and WRANGEL._
_Wallenstein._ Your name is Wrangel?
_Wrangel._ Gustave Wrangel, General
Of the Sudermanian Blues.
_Wallenstein._ It was a Wrangel
Who injured me materially at Stralsund,
And by his brave resistance was the cause
Of the opposition which that sea-port made. 5
_Wrangel._ It was the doing of the element
With which you fought, my Lord! and not my merit.
The Baltic Neptune did assert his freedom,
The sea and land, it seemed, were not to serve
One and the same.
_Wallenstein (makes a motion for him to take a seat, and seats
himself)._ And where are your credentials? 10
Come you provided with full powers, Sir General?
_Wrangel._ There are so many scruples yet to solve----
_Wallenstein (having read the credentials)._ An able
letter!--Ay--he is a prudent,
Intelligent master, whom you serve, Sir General!
The Chancellor writes me, that he but fulfils 15
His late departed Sovereign's own idea
In helping me to the Bohemian crown.
_Wrangel._ He says the truth. Our great King, now in heaven,
Did ever deem most highly of your Grace's
Pre-eminent sense and military genius; 20
And always the commanding Intellect,
He said, should have command, and be the King.
_Wallenstein._ Yes, he might say it safely.--General Wrangel,
[_Taking his hand._
Come, fair and open--Trust me, I was always
A Swede at heart. Ey! that did you experience 25
Both in Silesia and at Nuremburg;
I had you often in my power, and let you
Always slip out by some back door or other.
'Tis this for which the Court can ne'er forgive me,
Which drives me to this present step: and since 30
Our interests so run in one direction,
E'en let us have a thorough confidence
Each in the other.
_Wrangel._ Confidence will come
Has each but only first security.
_Wallenstein._ The Chancellor still, I see, does not quite trust
me; 35
And, I confess--the gain does not wholly lie
To my advantage--Without doubt he thinks
If I can play false with the Emperor,
Who is my Sov'reign, I can do the like
With the enemy, and that the one too were 40
Sooner to be forgiven me than the other.
Is not this your opinion too, Sir General?
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