WALLENSTEIN.
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WALLENSTEIN.
Loves him! Whom?
Loves him! Whom?
COUNTESS.
Max. does she love? Max. Piccolomini.
Hast thou ne'er notic'd it? Nor yet my sister?
Max. does she love? Max. Piccolomini.
Hast thou ne'er notic'd it? Nor yet my sister?
DUCHESS.
Was it this that lay so heavy on her heart?
God's blessing on thee, my sweet child! Thou need'st
Never take shame upon thee for thy choice.
Was it this that lay so heavy on her heart?
God's blessing on thee, my sweet child! Thou need'st
Never take shame upon thee for thy choice.
COUNTESS.
This journey, if 'twere not thy aim, ascribe it
To thine own self. Thou should'st have chosen another
To have attended her.
This journey, if 'twere not thy aim, ascribe it
To thine own self. Thou should'st have chosen another
To have attended her.
WALLENSTEIN.
And does he know it?
And does he know it?
COUNTESS.
Yes, and he hopes to win her.
Yes, and he hopes to win her.
WALLENSTEIN.
Hopes to win her!
Is the boy mad?
Hopes to win her!
Is the boy mad?
COUNTESS.
Well—hear it from themselves.
Well—hear it from themselves.
WALLENSTEIN.
He thinks to carry off Duke Friedland's daughter!
Ay?—The thought pleases me.
The young man has no grovelling spirit.
He thinks to carry off Duke Friedland's daughter!
Ay?—The thought pleases me.
The young man has no grovelling spirit.
COUNTESS.
