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The Death of Wallenstein (Act 4 Scene 2) - Friedrich Schiller (Ft. S. T. Coleridge)
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The Death of Wallenstein (Act 4 Scene 2) Friedrich Schiller (Ft. S. T. Coleridge)

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The Death of Wallenstein (Act 4 Scene 2) - Friedrich Schiller (Ft. S. T. Coleridge)
BUTLER and GORDON.

GORDON.
Is it you?
How my heart sinks! The duke a fugitive traitor!
His princely head attainted! Oh, my God!
Tell me, general, I implore thee, tell me
In full, of all these sad events at Pilsen.

BUTLER.
You have received the letter which I sent you
By a post-courier?

GORDON.
Yes: and in obedience to it
Opened the stronghold to him without scruple,
For an imperial letter orders me
To follow your commands implicitly.
But yet forgive me! when even now I saw
The duke himself, my scruples recommenced.
For truly, not like an attainted man,
Into this town did Friedland make his entrance;
His wonted majesty beamed from his brow,
And calm, as in the days when all was right,
Did he receive from me the accounts of office.
'Tis said, that fallen pride learns condescension.
But sparing and with dignity the duke
Weighed every syllable of approbation,
As masters praise a servant who has done
His duty and no more.
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