_Countess._ If he should find them, my resolve is taken-- I bear about me my support and refuge. [_Exit COUNTESS._ FOOTNOTES: [794:1] These four lines are expressed in the original with exquisite felicity. 'Am Himmel ist geschäftige Bewegung, Des Thurmes Fahne jagt der Wind, schnell geht Der Wolken Zug, _die Mondessichel wankt_, Und durch die Nacht zeucht ungewisse Helle.' The word 'moon-sickle' reminds me of a passage in Harris, as quoted by Johnson, under the word 'falcated'. 'The enlightened part of the moon appears in the form of a sickle or reaping-hook, which is while she is moving from the conjunction to the opposition, or from the new moon to the full: but from full to a new again, the enlightened part appears gibbous, and the dark _falcated_.' The words 'wanken' and 'schweben' are not easily translated. The English words, by which we attempt to render them, are either vulgar or pedantic, or not of sufficiently general application. So 'der Wolken Zug'--The Draft, the Procession of Clouds.--The Masses of the Clouds sweep onward in swift _stream_. LINENOTES: [17] _thou_ 1800, 1828, 1829. [Before 21] _Wallenstein (rises and strides across the saloon)._ 1800, 1828, 1829. [25] sweep] fly _1800_: sail MS. R. [Before 37] _Wallenstein (remains for a while with absent mind, then assumes a livelier manner, and turns suddenly to the Countess)._ 1800, 1828, 1829. [41] _was_ 1800, 1828, 1829. [47] _him_ 1800, 1828, 1829. [57, 58] This anguish will be wearied down, I know; What pang is permanent with man? A very inadequate translation of the original. 'Verschmerzen werd' ich diesen Schlag, das weiss ich, Denn was verschmerzte nicht der Mensch!' _Literally_-- I shall _grieve down_ this blow, of that I'm conscious: What does not man grieve down? 1800, 1828, 1829. NOTE. In 1834 the _literal_ translation of ll. 57, 58 was substituted for the text of the variant and the footnote was omitted. [65] Clothing the palpable and the familiar 1800, 1828, 1829. [68] _beautiful_ 1800, 1828, 1829. [96] _them_ 1800, 1828, 1829. [114] _thee_ 1800, 1828, 1829. [131] _should_ 1800, 1828, 1829. SCENE II _WALLENSTEIN, GORDON._ _Wallenstein._ All quiet in the town? _Gordon._ The town is quiet. _Wallenstein._ I hear a boisterous music! and the Castle Is lighted up. Who are the revellers? _Gordon._ There is a banquet given at the Castle To the Count Tertsky, and Field Marshal Illo. 5 _Wallenstein._ In honour of the victory.--This tribe Can shew their joy in nothing else but feasting. [_Rings. The_ Groom of the Chamber _enters._ Unrobe me. I will lay me down to sleep. [_WALLENSTEIN takes the keys from GORDON._ So we are guarded from all enemies, And shut in with sure friends. 10 For all must cheat me, or a face like this