Alas! for those who place their confidence on thee, against thee lean the secure hut of their fortune, allured by thy hospitable form. Suddenly, unexpectedly, in a moment still as night, there is a fermentation in the treacherous gulf of fire; it discharges itself with raging force, and away over all the plantations of men drives the wild stream in frightful devastation. WALLENSTEIN. Thou art portraying thy father's heart; as thou describest, even so is it shaped in his entrails, in this black hypocrite's breast. O, the art of hell has deceived me! The Abyss sent up to me the most spotted of the spirits, the most skilful in lies, and placed him as a friend by my side. Who may withstand the power of hell? I took the basilisk to my bosom, with my heart's blood I nourished him; he sucked himself glutfull at the breasts of my love. I never harboured evil towards him; wide open did I leave the door of my thoughts; I threw away the key of wise foresight. In the starry heaven, &c.--We find a difficulty in believing this to have been written by Schiller. _1800_, _1828_, _1829_. I have here ventured to omit a considerable number of lines, which it is difficult to believe that Schiller could have written. _1834_. [755:1] This is a poor and inadequate translation of the affectionate simplicity of the original-- Sie alle waren Fremdlinge, _Du_ warst Das Kind des Hauses. Indeed the whole speech is in the best style of Massinger. _O si sic omnia!_ LINENOTES: [After 4] [_Advancing to THEKLA, who has thrown herself into her mother's arms._ 1800, 1828, 1829. [14] _must_ leave 1800, 1828, 1829. [Before 40] _Max (calmly)._ 1800, 1828, 1829. [60] _Ferdinand . . . me_ 1800, 1828, 1829. [98] _lov'd_ 1800, 1828, 1829. [117] _thou_ 1800, 1828, 1829. [124] _me . . . belong_ 1800, 1828, 1829. SCENE VII _To these enter NEUMANN._ _Wallenstein._ What now? _Neumann._ The Pappenheimers are dismounted, And are advancing now on foot, determined With sword in hand to storm the house, and free The Count, their colonel. _Wallenstein (to Tertsky)._ Have the cannon planted. I will receive them with chain-shot. [_Exit TERTSKY._ 5 Prescribe to me with sword in hand! Go, Neumann! 'Tis my command that they retreat this moment, And in their ranks in silence wait my pleasure. [_NEUMANN exit. ILLO steps to the window._ _Countess._ Let him go, I entreat thee, let him go. _Illo (at the window)._ Hell and perdition! _Wallenstein._ What is it? 10 _Illo._ They scale the council-house, the roof's uncovered. They level at this house the cannon---- _Max._ Madmen! _Illo._ They are making preparations now to fire on us. _Duchess and Countess._ Merciful Heaven! _Max (to Wallenstein)._ Let me go to them! _Wallenstein._ Not a step!