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THE DEATH OF
WALLENSTEIN. (to the Cuirassiers.)
Here he is, he is at liberty: I keep him
No longer.
(He turns away, and stands so that Max. cannot
pass by him nor approach the Princess.)

MAX.
Thou know'st that I have not yet learnt to live
Without thee! I go forth into a desart,
Leaving my all behind me. O do not turn
Thine eyes away from me! O once more shew me
Thy ever dear and honour'd countenance.
(Max. attempts to take his hand, but is repelled;
he turns to the Countess.)
Is there no eye that has a look of pity for me?
(The Countess turns away from him; he turns to
the Duchess.)
My mother!

DUCHESS.
Go where duty calls you. Haply
The time may come, when you may prove to us
A true friend, a good Angel at the throne
Of the Emperor.

MAX.
You give me hope; you would not
Suffer me wholly to despair. No! No!
Mine is a certain misery—Thanks to heaven
That offers me a means of ending it.
(The military music begins again. The stage fills
more and more with armed men. Max. sees
Butler, and addresses him.)
And you here, Colonel Butler—and will you
Not follow me? Well, then! remain more faithful

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