German drama -- Translations into English; Hebbel, Friedrich, 1813-1863 -- Translations into English
And can she not then with some show
Of right demand your life to pay another’s
That she imagines lost through fault of yours?
Will she not set her daughter on to do it?
JOSEPH.
Salome! Ah, that comes of visiting
The painter. Year on year fresh portraits of me
She still demands.
HEROD.
I know she loves you dear.
JOSEPH.
The less her love, the better were my case.
Had I the portrait of Aristobulus
Detected when I--good then. She can soon
Possess my latest, less a head.
HEROD.
My Joseph,
A man protects his head.
JOSEPH.
When you have given
Your own for lost?
HEROD.
That’s only half the trick.
I’ll try to save it through the stratagem,
That of myself free-willed I thrust that head
Into the lion’s gullet.
JOSEPH.
Once luck helped you
When the Pharisees----
HEROD.
This is a sorrier case.
But hap what haps to me it is my will
To lay your destiny in your own hands.
You always were a man, be now a king.
I hang the purple mantle round your neck
And proffer you the sceptre and the sword.
Hold fast. To me alone you give it back!
JOSEPH.
What, do I understand you?
HEROD.
And confirm
Your throne and life with it in certain tenure
By killing Mariamne if your hear
That I return not hither.
JOSEPH.
Mariamne?
HEROD.
She is the last bond whereby Alexandra
Is knit unto the folk now that the flood
Has choked her son; she is the gay-hued plume
Rebellion’s helm will flaunt, the day whereon
It heads against you.
JOSEPH.
Ah, but Mariamne!
HEROD.
Amazed that I----? I’ll make no false front, Joseph!
My counsel’s good, is good for you; what need
Of further words? yet, to be frank, I give it
Not for your sake alone--Here’s the bluff truth!
That she should with some other--I can’t bear it--
That would be bitterer than--I grant she’s proud--
But after death--and then, Antony--
And first and worst of all that mother of hers
Who’ll harry on the dead against the dead--
You catch my drift, you must.
JOSEPH.
But----
HEROD.
Hear me out!
She led me on to hope that she herself
Would deal her death if I----Tell me, can debts
Be summoned in by proxy? ’Tis allowed
Even by force--what think you?
JOSEPH.
’Tis allowed.
HEROD.
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