Secure of the majority with us;
And of the army's general sentiment
He hath a pleasing proof in that petition
Which thou deliver'st to him from the regiments.
Add this too—I have letters that the Rhinegrave
Hath chang'd his route, and travels by forc'd marches
To the Bohemian Forest. What this purports,
Remains unknown; and, to confirm suspicion,
This night a Swedish nobleman arriv'd here.
MAX.
Before thou hast convinc'd me—me myself:
OCTAVIO.
Canst thou believe still in his innocence?
MAX. (with enthusiasm)
(moderates his voice and manner)
These reasons might expound thy spirit or mine;
But they expound not Friedland—I have faith:
For as he knits his fortunes to the stars,
Even so doth he resemble them in secret,
Wonderful, still inexplicable courses!
Trust me, they do him wrong. All will be solv'd.
These smokes, at once, will kindle into flame—
The edges of this black and stormy cloud
Will brighten suddenly, and we shall view
The Unapproachable glide out in splendour.
OCTAVIO.
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