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THE DEATH OF
BURGOMASTER.
So heavy that that
We totter under them. The garrison
Lives at our costs.
So heavy that that
We totter under them. The garrison
Lives at our costs.
WALLENSTEIN.
I will relieve you. Tell me,
There are some Protestants among you still?
(The Burgomaster hesitates.)
Yes, yes; I know it. Many lie conceal'd
Within these walls—Confess now—you yourself—
(Fixes his eye on him. The Burgomaster alarm'd.)
Be not alarm'd. I hate the Jesuits.
Could my will have determin'd it, they had
Been long ago expell'd the empire. Trust me—
Mass-book or bible—'tis all one to me.
Of that the world has had sufficient proof.
I built a church for the reform'd in Glogan
At my own instance. Hark'e, Burgomaster!
What is your name.
I will relieve you. Tell me,
There are some Protestants among you still?
(The Burgomaster hesitates.)
Yes, yes; I know it. Many lie conceal'd
Within these walls—Confess now—you yourself—
(Fixes his eye on him. The Burgomaster alarm'd.)
Be not alarm'd. I hate the Jesuits.
Could my will have determin'd it, they had
Been long ago expell'd the empire. Trust me—
Mass-book or bible—'tis all one to me.
Of that the world has had sufficient proof.
I built a church for the reform'd in Glogan
At my own instance. Hark'e, Burgomaster!
What is your name.
BURGOMASTER.
Pachhälbel, may it please you.
Pachhälbel, may it please you.
WALLENSTEIN.
Hark'e!
But let it go no further, what I now
Disclose to you in confidence.
(Laying his hand on the Burgomaster's shoulder
with a certain solemnity.)
The times
Draw near to their fulfilment, Burgomaster!
The high will fall, the low will be exalted.
Hark'e! But keep it to yourself! The end
Hark'e!
But let it go no further, what I now
Disclose to you in confidence.
(Laying his hand on the Burgomaster's shoulder
with a certain solemnity.)
The times
Draw near to their fulfilment, Burgomaster!
The high will fall, the low will be exalted.
Hark'e! But keep it to yourself! The end
Approaches
