German drama -- Translations into English; Hebbel, Friedrich, 1813-1863 -- Translations into English
True, true, and he weighs heavier than yourself,
For just as he loves no one, he hates no one,
And just he is like ghosts devoid of blood.
Now leave me, for I am awaiting him.
SALOME.
I vow this dance shall never be forgotten
In which, responsive to the music’s beat,
She trod the floor as though she knew for sure
That you lay underneath. By God, I would
I were not forced to say it, for I know
How inly you, who gave her mother, sister,
And what not for her victims, must rebel.
And yet it was so.
[_Exit._
SCENE 2
HEROD _alone_.
HEROD.
Titus said to me
The very same. Myself I saw enough,
And she is right. I gave to her a sister,
A mother almost, for her victims. Would they
Not counterpoise the brother whom she lost?
In her eyes they do not.
[_Enter_ TITUS.
SCENE 3
HEROD. TITUS.
HEROD.
Well, Titus, well?
Admits Soemus----?
TITUS.
What you know. Not more.
HEROD.
Naught of----?
TITUS.
Oh no! He leapt to feet as raving
If I but cast the lightest hint thereat.
HEROD.
I could expect it.
TITUS.
“Never could,” he answered,
“A wife like yours have lived, and never was
A man so little worth the precious jewel
That God vouchsafed to him----”
HEROD.
As I myself!
Yes, yes! “He did not know the worth of pearls
Wherefore I took them from him,” said the thief.
I know not if that helped.
TITUS.
“Her heart was nobler
Than gold.”
HEROD.
And so he knows it! Swimming-brained
He lauds the wine. Does not that furnish proof
That he has drunk.[17] And what veneer used he
To coat it? Why betrayed he my commission
To her?
TITUS.
From loathing, as he said.
HEROD.
From loathing?
And he ne’er gave the loathing words to me?
TITUS.
Would not the event have been his bane? Could you
Have granted life unto the stockish servant
If once he had received from you command
And pushed it from him?
HEROD.
Why, in such a case,
Was’t not enough to leave it unfruitioned?
TITUS.
Yes; but if he went further he has done it
Perchance because he deemed you as one lost
And now was fain to have the Queen’s good grace
A bargain at your cost for his own profit,
Since it was in her hands his future lay.
HEROD.
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