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to speak, and cannot. At length he takes his
sword from the belt, and offers it to Piccolomini.)
sword from the belt, and offers it to Piccolomini.)
OCTAVIO.
What wish you? Recollect yourself, friend.
What wish you? Recollect yourself, friend.
BUTLER.
Take it.
Take it.
OCTAVIO.
But to what purpose? Calm yourself.
But to what purpose? Calm yourself.
BUTLER.
O take it!
I am no longer worthy of this sword.
O take it!
I am no longer worthy of this sword.
OCTAVIO.
Receive it then anew from my hands—and
Wear it with honour for the right cause ever.
Receive it then anew from my hands—and
Wear it with honour for the right cause ever.
BUTLER.
———Perjure myself to such a gracious Sovereign!
———Perjure myself to such a gracious Sovereign!
OCTAVIO.
You'll make amends. Quick! break off from the Duke!
You'll make amends. Quick! break off from the Duke!
BUTLER.
Break off from him!
Break off from him!
OCTAVIO.
What now?, Bethink thyself.
What now?, Bethink thyself.
BUTLER. (no longer governing his emotion)
Only break off from him!—He dies! he dies!
Only break off from him!—He dies! he dies!
OCTAVIO.
Come after me to Frauenberg, where now
All, who are loyal, are assembling under
Counts Altringer and Galas. Many others
Come after me to Frauenberg, where now
All, who are loyal, are assembling under
Counts Altringer and Galas. Many others
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