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THE DEATH OF
It must be cut asunder.
I feel that I am the man of destiny,
And trust, with your assistance, to accomplish it.
I feel that I am the man of destiny,
And trust, with your assistance, to accomplish it.
SCENE IV.
To these enter Butler.
BUTLER. (passionately.)
General! This is not right!
General! This is not right!
WALLENSTEIN.
What is not right?
What is not right?
BUTLER.
It must needs injure us with all honest men.
It must needs injure us with all honest men.
WALLENSTEIN.
But what?
But what?
BUTLER.
It is an open proclamation
Of insurrection.
It is an open proclamation
Of insurrection.
WALLENSTEIN.
Well, well—but what is it?
Well, well—but what is it?
BUTLER.
Count Tertsky's regiments tear the Imperial Eagle
From off the banners, and instead of it,
Have rear'd aloft thy arms.
Count Tertsky's regiments tear the Imperial Eagle
From off the banners, and instead of it,
Have rear'd aloft thy arms.
ANSPESSADE. (abruptly to the Cuirassiers.)
Right about! March!
Right about! March!
WALLENSTEIN.
Curs'd be this counsel, and accurs'd who gave it!
(to the Cuirassiers, who are retiring.)
Halt, children, halt! There's some mistake in this!
Curs'd be this counsel, and accurs'd who gave it!
(to the Cuirassiers, who are retiring.)
Halt, children, halt! There's some mistake in this!
Hark!
