The German Classics, v. 20: Masterpieces of German Literature Translated into English
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The German Classics, v. 20: Masterpieces of German Literature Translated into English
German literature -- 19th century -- Translations into English; German literature -- 20th century -- Translations into English
ANOTHER BOY.
A good place that! I'll climb up too.
A FOURTH BOY.
I too!
1ST GUARD.
Now none of you may stay within the court
To stare when Queen Iseult is given o'er
Unto the lepers. Mark has granted this
Unto the Queen since 'twas her only wish.
Ye all must go into the church.
A MAN.
May none
Then stay without and watch the lepers?
ANOTHER MAN.
's wounds!
Why then I came for nothing, all this way!
A WOMAN (indignantly).
Oh shame, thou beast, would'st gloat and make a show
Of that which one scarce dares to think of? Fie!
For such foul thoughts thou shouldst be thrown
To Husdent to devour!
2D GUARD.
Stop wrangling, there!
A GIRL.
Poor Queen! I pity her!
A SECOND GIRL.
King Mark's too harsh!
A MAN.
She's made a cuckold of him, Girl!
OLD WOMAN.
And now
He's tossing her with those new horns of his!
YOUNG SHEPHERD.
Is then the Queen Iseult so wondrous fair
As she is said to be?
A GIRL.
Hast thou not seen
The Queen?
SHEPHERD.
No, never yet!
A GIRL.
He's never seen
The Queen?
A BOY.
Behold, here's one who never saw
Our Queen!
A VOICE.
Who is he?
1ST GUARD.
Speak, where wast thou, friend,
When Queen Iseult stood bound here to the stake?
A GIRL.
All naked in her wondrous beauty--
ANOTHER GIRL.
All
For her great love.
THE BOY.
We all did see her then.
SHEPHERD.
I've come since then from Toste in the hills.
A WOMAN.
Here, let this fellow stand in front, that he
May see the Queen's fair face before this swarm
Of vultures has devoured it.
1ST GUARD.
Come here;
If thou hast never seen the Queen thou may'st
Stand here beside the steps.
SHEPHERD.
I thank thee.
A SOLDIER (drawing him beside him).
Here!
A VOICE.
Here come the soldiers!
A CHILD.
Lift me, father.
A VOICE.
Hsh--!
SCENE II
Soldiers march past and enter the church. The church door stays open.
A GIRL.
I pray thee, Gilain, who will lead the Queen?
1ST GUARD.
The hangman and King Mark.
THE GIRL.
Poor soul!
OLD WOMAN.
Why weep'st
Thou, girl?
OLD MAN (as a crucifix is carried past).
Friends, cross yourselves. The crucifix!
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