FIRST PART OF WALLENSTEIN.
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ILLO. (enters)
Is it true that thou wilt send
Octavio?
Is it true that thou wilt send
Octavio?
TERTSKY.
How, Octavio! Whither send him?
How, Octavio! Whither send him?
WALLENSTEIN.
He goes to Frauenberg, and will lead hither
The Spanish and Italian regiments.
He goes to Frauenberg, and will lead hither
The Spanish and Italian regiments.
ILLO.
No!—
Nay, Heaven forbid!
No!—
Nay, Heaven forbid!
WALLENSTEIN.
And why should Heaven forbid?
And why should Heaven forbid?
ILLO.
Him!—that deceiver! Would'st thou trust to him
The soldiery? Him wilt thou let slip from thee,
Now, in the very instant that decides us———
Him!—that deceiver! Would'st thou trust to him
The soldiery? Him wilt thou let slip from thee,
Now, in the very instant that decides us———
TERTSKY.
Thou wilt not do this!—No! I pray thee, no!
Thou wilt not do this!—No! I pray thee, no!
WALLENSTEIN.
Ye are whimsical.
Ye are whimsical.
ILLO.
O but for this time, Duke,
Yield to our warning! Let him not depart.
O but for this time, Duke,
Yield to our warning! Let him not depart.
WALLENSTEIN.
And why should I not trust him only this time,
Who have always trusted him? What, then, has happen'd,
That I mould lose my good opinion of him?
In complaisance to your whims, not my own,
And why should I not trust him only this time,
Who have always trusted him? What, then, has happen'd,
That I mould lose my good opinion of him?
In complaisance to your whims, not my own,
I must,
