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THE DEATH OF
COUNTESS.
Since
Such and such constant favour you have shewn him.
Since
Such and such constant favour you have shewn him.
WALLENSTEIN.
He chuses finally to be my heir.
And true it is, I love the youth; yea, honour him.
But must he therefore be my daughter's husband?
Is it daughters only? Is it only children
That we must shew our favour by?
He chuses finally to be my heir.
And true it is, I love the youth; yea, honour him.
But must he therefore be my daughter's husband?
Is it daughters only? Is it only children
That we must shew our favour by?
DUCHESS.
His noble disposition and his manners—
His noble disposition and his manners—
WALLENSTEIN.
Win him my heart, but not my daughter.
Win him my heart, but not my daughter.
DUCHESS.
Then
His rank, his ancestors—
Then
His rank, his ancestors—
WALLENSTEIN.
Ancestors! What?
He is a subject, and my son-in-law
I will leek out upon the thrones of Europe.
Ancestors! What?
He is a subject, and my son-in-law
I will leek out upon the thrones of Europe.
DUCHESS.
O dearest Albrecht! Climb we not too high,
Lest we should fall too low.
O dearest Albrecht! Climb we not too high,
Lest we should fall too low.
WALLENSTEIN.
What? have I paid
A price so heavy to ascend this eminence,
And jut out high above the common herd,
Only to close the mighty part I play
What? have I paid
A price so heavy to ascend this eminence,
And jut out high above the common herd,
Only to close the mighty part I play
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