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Char. And I know something else.

Weis. Those times are over.
Goetz. What may that be?

Goetz. God forbid! We shall hardly find more Char.“ Jaxthausen is a village and castle upon the pleasant days than those which we spent together at Jaxt, which has appertained in property and heri the Margrave's court-when we were inseparable tage for two hundred years to the Lords of Ber- night and day. I think with pleasure on the days lichingen”

of my youth.-Do you remember the battle I had Goetz.. Do you know the Lord of Berlichingen?— with the Polander, and how I broke his frizzled pate (Charles stares at him.) With all his extensive learning for him? be does not know his own father.-Whom does Jaxt Weis. It was at table; and he struck at you with hausen belong to?

a knife. Char. “Jaxthausen is a village and castle upon the Goeiz. However, I came off conqueror-And you Jaxt”

had a quarrel upon the account with his comrade. Goetz. I did not ask about that-I knew every path, We always stuck together like brave boys—(Fills pass, and ford about the place, before ever I knew and hands to WEISLINGEN). I shall never forget how the name of the village, castle, or river.--Is your the Margrave used to call us Castor and Pollux: it mother in the kitchen ?

does me good to think of it. Char. Yes, papa!- They are dressing a lamb, with Weis. The Bishop of Wurtzburg called us so first. nice white turnips.

Goetz. That Bishop was a learned clerk, and withal Goelz. Do you know that too, Jack Turnspit? so gentle— I shall remember as long as I live how he

Char. And my aunt is roasting an apple for me to used to caress us, praise our union, and describe the eat after dinner

good fortune of the man who has an adopted brother Goetz. Can't you eat it raw?

in a friend. Char. It tastes better roasted.

Wcis. No more of that! Goelz. You must have a tid-bit, must you ?-Weis Goetz. Does it displease you? I know nothing lingen, I will be with you immediately—I go to see more delightful after fatigue than to *alk over old my wife.-Come, Charles!

stories. Indeed, when I recall to mind how we were Char. Who is that man?

almost the same being, body and soul, and how I Goetz. Bid him welcome.- Tell him to be cheerful. | thought we were to continue so all our lives—Was

Char. There's my hand, man !-Be cheerful—for the not that my sole comfort when this hand was shot dinner will be ready soon.

away at Landshut, and when you nursed and tended Weis. (takes up the child and kisses him.) Happy me like a brother?—I hoped Adelbert would in fuboy! that knowest no worse evil than the delay of ture be my right hand. - And nowdinner. May you live to have much joy in your son, Wcis. Alas! Berlichingen!

Goetz. Hadst thou followed me when I wished thee Goetz. Where there is most light, the shades are to go to Brabant with me, all would have remained deepest. —Yet I thank God for him.-We'll see what well. But then that unhappy turn for Court-dangthey are about. [Exit with Charles and Servants. ling seized thee, and thy coquetting and dirting with

Weis. O that I could but wake and find this all a idle women. I always told thee, when thou wouldst dream!—In the power of Berlichingen !—of him from mix with these lounging, begging Court-sycophants, whom I had so far detached myself—whose remem- and entertain them with gossiping about unlucky brance I shunned like fire-whom I hoped to over inatches and seduced girls, and such trash as they power!—and he still the old true-hearted Goetz!-o are interested about-1 always told thee, Adelbert, Adelbert! couldst thou recall the days when we thou wilt become a rogue. played as children, and drove the mimic chase round Weis. Why all this? this ball; then thou lovedst him, prizedst him as thy Goetz. Would to God I could forget it, or that it soul! Who can be near him and hate him ?-Alas! were otherwise!--Art thou not as free and as nobly I am not here such as I was-Happy days! ye are born as any in Germany, independent, holding under gone—There in his chair by the chimney sat old the Emperor alone—and dost thou not crouch amongst Berlichingen, while we played around him, and loved vassals ?—What is the Bishop to thee? Allow he is each other like cherubs!-How anxious will be the thy neighbour, and can do thee a shrewd turn, hast Bishop and all my friends !-Well; I wot the whole thou not an arm and friends to requite him in kind ? country will sympathize with my misfortune. But Art thou ignorant of the noble situation of a free what does it avail? Can that reflection give me the knight, who rests only upon God, the Emperor, and peace after which I struggle ?

himself, that thou canst bear thus to crawl at the

footstool of a selfish malicious Priest ? Re-enter GOETZ with wine and beakers.

Weis. Let me speak ! Goetz. We'll take a glass till dinner is ready. Goetz. What canst thou say? Come, sit down—think yourself at home! Consider Wcis. You look upon the Princes as the wolf upon you are once more the guest of Goetz. It is long the shepherd. And yet, canst thou bla:ne them for since we have sat side by side and emptied a flagon uniting in the defence of their territories and protogether--(Fills). Come : a light heart!

perty? Are they a moment secure from the unruly

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chivalry of your free knights, who plunder their vas Weis. Your suspicions do us injustice. sals upon the very high-roads, and sack their castles Goetz. Weislingen, shall I tell you the truth? Inand towns? While upon the frontiers the public considerable as I am, I am a thorn in your eyes, and enemy threaten to overrun the lands of our dear Em- Selbiss and Seckingen are no less so, while we retain peror, and, while he needs their assistance, they can our firm resolution to die sooner than to thank any scarce maintain their own security-is it not our one but God for the air we breathe, or pledge our good genius which at this moment suggests a means faith and homage to any one but the Emperor. of bringing peace to Germany, of securing the ad- Hence they goad me from every quarter, blacken my ministration of justice, and giving to great and small character with the Emperor, and among my friends the blessings of quiet? For this purpose is our and neighbours, and spy about for advantage against confederacy; and dost thou blame us for securing the me. They would fain take me out of the way; that protection of the powerful Princes our neighbours, was the reason for imprisoning the page whom I had instead of relying on that of the Emperor, wlio is despatched for intelligence: and you now say he did so far removed from us, and is hardly able to protect not bear himself as he should do, because he would himself?

not betray my secrets—And thou, Weislingen, art Goetz. Yes, yes, I understand you. Weislingen, their tool ! were the Princes as you paint them, we should be Weis. Berlichingen! all agreed—all at peace and quiet! Yes, every bird Goetz. No more about it, I am an enemy to long of prey naturally likes to eat its plunder undisturbed. explanations; they deceive either the maker or the The general weal !—They will hardly acquire un- hearer, and for the most part both. timely grey hairs in studying for that! And with

Enter CHARLES. the Emperor they play a fine game-Every day comes some new adviser and gives his opinion. The Char. Dinner, father! Emperor means well, and would gladly put things Goetz. Good news!—Come, I hope the company to rights-bui because a great man can soon give an of my women folks will revive you—You always order, and by a single word put a thousand hands liked the girls-Ay, ay, they can tell many pretty into motion, he therefore thinks his orders will be stories of you. as speedily accomplished. Then come ordinances

(Exeunt. upon ordinances contradictory of each other, while the Princes all the while obey those only which serve their own interest, and help them to press under Scene changes to the Bishop of Bamberg's Palace. their footstool their less powerful neighbours-and all the while they talk of the quiet and peace of the

The Bishop, the Abbot of Fulda, OLEARIUS, LIEBTRAUT,

and Courtiers at table-The dessert and wine before empire!—I will be sworn, many a one thanks God

them. in his heart that the Turk keeps the Emperor from looking into these affairs !

Bishop. Are there many of the German nobility at Weis. You view things your own way.

your academy of Bologna ? Goetz. So does every one. The question is, which Olear. Both of nobles and burghers; and, without is the right light in which they should be regarded ? exaggeration, they acquire the most brilliant reputa—And your plans are of the darkest.

tion. It is a proverb in the university : “As stuWeis. You may say what you will; I am your pri- dious as a German noble."

Abbot. Ay! Goetz. When your conscience is free, so are you. Lieb. As studious as a German noble ! - What may --But we talked of the general tranquillity-I stood one not live to hear ?- That have I never heard before. as a boy of sixteen with the Margrave at an Imperial Olear. Yes, they are the admiration of the whole Diet. What harangues the Princes made! and worst university. Some of the oldest and most learned of all, your spiritual allies—The Bishop rung into will be created even Doctors. The Emperor will the Emperor's ears his regard for justice, till one doubtless be happy to intrust to them the highest wondered again—And now he has imprisoned a page offices. of mine, at the very time when our quarrels were all Abbot. Do you know, for instance, a young manaccommodated, and I thought of nothing less. Is a Hessian not all betwixt us settled? What is bis business Olear. There are many Hessians with us. with the boy?

Abbot. His name was-

- Does nobody remember Weis. It was done without his knowledge. it? His mother was of the What-d’ye-call-them's? Goetz. Then why does he not release him? Oh!—his father has but one eye—and is a marshalWeis. He has not borne himself as he should do. Lieb. Von Wildenholz!

Goeiz. Not as he should do ? By my honour, he Olear. I know him well. He is highly esteemed has done as he should do, as surely as he was impri- for his force in disputation. soned both with your knowledge and the Bishop's! Abbot. He has that from bis mother. Do you think I am come into the world this very day, Lieb. But I never heard that his father esteemed that I cannot see the tendency of all this?

her the more for it.


Bishop. How call you the emperor that wrote your Lieb. But do you know why, most reverend sir? Corpus Juris ?

Abbot. Because he was born and bred up there. Olear. Justinian.

Lieb. Well, that may be one reason—Another is, Bishop. A worthy prince :-To his health! that upon a nearer acquaintance with these gentleOlear. To his memory! (They drink.)

men, the rays of glory and honour that appear at a Abbot. That must be a charming book.

distance to invest them, totally disappear. They are Olear. It may be called the book of books, com- just like old worsted stockings in a frosty nightprehending every rule.

Draw near, and the splendour is gone! Abbot. Every rule!—Then the ten commandments Olear. It seems you are placed here to tell pleamust be in it.

sant truths. Olear. By implication; not explicitly.

Lieb. When I can discover them, my mouth selAbbot. I meant so; plainly set down, without any dom fails to utter them. explication.

Olear. Yet you hardly seem to distinguish manner Bishop. But the best is, you tell us that a State can

and place. be maintained in the surest peace and obedience by Lieb. There is no matter where you place a cuppingreceiving that statute-book.

glass, provided it draws blood. Olear. Doubtless.

Olear. Buffoons are privileged, and we know them Bishop. All doctors of laws! (They drink.) by their scurvy jests—But in future let me advise Olear. Would men spoke thus in my country! you to bear the badge of your order—a cap and bells! Abbot. Whence come you, most learned sir?

Lieb. A cap!- True-should I take a fancy to have Olear. From Frankfort, at your Eminence's service! one, will you direct me to the place where you bought

Bishop. Are you not on good terms with your coun- yours? trymen ?-How comes that ?

Bishop. Some other subject—Not so warm, gentleOlear. It is odd enough--but when I went last there men! At table all should be fair and quiet-Choose to collect my father's effects, the populace pelted me another subject, Liebtraut. with stones when they heard I was a civilian.

Lieb. Near Frankfort is an ample building called Abbot. God keep us!

the correction-houseOlear. It is because their tribunal, which they hold Olear. What of the Turkish expedition, please your in great respect, is occupied by vulgar people, igno- Excellence ? rant of the Roman law. They decide according to Bishop. The Emperor has it much at heart to recertain edicts of their own, and some old customs store peace to the empire, stop feuds, and secure the recognised in the city and neighbourhood.

rigid administration of justice: then, according to Abbot. That's very right.

report, he goes in person against the Turk.-At preOlear. Yes; but then the life of man is short, and sent domestic dissensions find him enough to do; in one generation causes of every description cannot and the empire, spite of four years of external peace, be decided; therefore it is better to preserve a colo is one scene of murder. Franconia, Swabia, the lection of rules to be observed through all ages—and Upper Rhine, and the surrounding countries are laid such is our Corpus Juris, which ensures us against waste by presumptuous and restless knights-And the mutability of judges.

here, Seckingen, Selbiss with one leg, and Goetz with Abbot. That's a great deal better.

the iron hand, sport with the Imperial mandates. Olear. But the people are ignorant of that; and, Abbot. If his Majesty does not exert himself, these curious as they are after novelties, hate any innova- fellows will carry us off in their portmanteaus. tion in their laws, be it ever so much for the beiter. Lieb. He would be a sturdy fellow indeed who They hate a jurist as if he were a cut-purse or a sub-should carry off the wine-butt of Fulda in a portverter of the state, and become furious if one at manteau! tempts to settle among them.

Bishop. Besides, the last has been for many years. Lieb. You come from Frankfort ?-I know the my mortal foe, and molests me hourly—But it will place well-we tasted of your good cheer there at not last long, I hope. The Emperor holds bis court the Emperor's coronation—but I know no one in at Augsburg—we have taken our measures.-Docthat town of your name.

tor, do you know Adelbert of Weislingen? Olear. My father's name was Oilman-But after the example of many civilians, for the decoration of Bishop. If you stay till his arrival, you will have the title-page of my legal treatises, I have latinized the pleasure of seeing a most noble, most accomthe name to Olearius.

plished, and most gallant knight. Lieb. You did well to disguise it :-a prophet is Olear. He must be excellent indeed who deserves not honoured in his own country,nor in the lan- such praise from such a mouth. guage thereof.

Lieb. And he was bred at no university. Olear. That was not the cause.

Bishop. We know that—(The attendants throng lo Lieb. Every thing has two reasons.

the window.) What's the matter? Abbot. A prophet is not honoured in his own Allend. Just now, Farber, Weislingen's servant, country.

rode in at the Castle gate.

ter Olear. No, please your Eminence.


Bishop. See what he brings. He will announce his Weis. That has he done. Would that I had studied master.

the arrangement and security of my property, instead [Exit LIEBTRAUT.

They stand of neglecting it, and dallying at that wortbless Court! up and drink round.

—then couldst thou have been instantly mine. LIEBTRAUT re-enters.

Maria. Delay enhances pleasure. Bishop. What news?

Weis. Say not so, Maria, lest I dread that thy feelLieb. I wish it had been told by another-Weis- ings are less keen than mine.—True, I deserved lingen is a prisoner!

punishment, deserved to lose every glimpse of this

heavenly prospect-But now! to be wholly thine, to Bishop. How? Lieb. Berlichingen seized him and three attendants live only in thee and in thy circle of friends-far re

moved from the world, to live for the enjoyment of near Haslach-One is escaped to tell you. Abbot. A Job's messenger!

all the raptures which two hearts can bestow-What

is the favour of princes, what applauses of the uniOlear. I grieve from my heart. Bishop. I will see the servant-Bring him up-1 verse, to such simple yet unequalled felicity ?–Many

have been my hopes and wishes ; henceforth I am will speak with bim myself. Conduct him into my cabinet.

equally above both. (Exit Bishop.

Enter GOETZ. Abbot (silling down). Another draught, however.

[The Servants fill round. Goelz. Your page is returned already. He can Olear. Does your Reverence not think of a turn scarcely bring out a word for hunger and fatiguein the garden ? “ Post cænam stabis, seu passus My wife has ordered the poor knave to be taken care mille meabis ?"

of. This much I have picked out--the Bishop will Lieb. In truth, sitting is unhealthy for you, who not give up my boy—an Imperial commission is to are threatened with an apoplexy.--(The Abbot rises.) be granted, under which all matters are to be adCan I but once get these grave ones out of doors, I justed. But be it as he will, Adelbert, you are free : shall exercise their tempers a little !

pledge me but your hand, that you will neither give (Exeunt.

open nor under-hand assistance to my avowed enemies.

Weis. Here I grasp thy hand. From this moment Scene changes to Jasthausen.

be our union and friendship as firm and unalterable

as a primary law of nature ! -Let me take this hand MARIA, WEISLINGEN.

also—(Takes Maria's hand)—and with it the posses. Maria. You love me, you say—Alas! I am perhaps sion of this lovely lady. but too much inclined to believe it.

Goetz. Dare I promise for you ? Weis. Why not believe what I feel so well, that I Maria. (limidly.) If-if it is your wish am entirely thine !-(Embraces her.)

Goeiz. By good luck our wishes will not differ on Maria. Softly!—I gave you one kiss for earnest, this point.--Thou need’st not blush- the glance of but you must encroach no further.

thy eye betrays thee. Well then, Weislingen, join Weis. You are too strict, Maria !- Innocent love hands, and I say Amen !—My friend and brother !is pleasing in the sight of Heaven.

I thank, thee, sister; thou spin'st more than flax, for Maria. It may be so—But I must not build upon thou hast drawn a thread which can fetter this wanderwhat you say; for I have been taught thal caresses ing bird of Paradise. Yet thou look’st not quite are as strong as fetters, and that damsels when they open, Adelbert-What ails thee? I am fully happy! love are weaker thian Sampson when he lost his locks. What I but hoped in a dream, I now see with my Weis. Who taught you so ?

eyes, and feel as if I still dreamed. Now my vision Maria. The abbess of my convent. Till my seven is out, I thought to-night, that, in token of reconteenth year I was with her-and only with you for ciliation, I gave thee this iron band, and that you the first time have I ceased to regret her company. held it so fast that it broke away from my arm ;-1 She had loved, and could tell......She had a most al- started, and awoke. Had I but dreamed a little longer, fectionate heart-Oh! she was an excellent woman ! I should have seen how thou didst make me a new

Weis. Then you resemble her.--(Takes her hand.) living band.--You must away this instant, to put in What would become of me were I to lose you ? order thy castle and property. That damned Court

Maria. That I hope, is not likely to happen-But has detained you long from both.—I must call my you must away.

wife-Elizabeth ! Weis. I know it, dearest! and I will — Well do I Maria. How transported is my brother! feel what a treasure I have purchased by this sacri Weis. Yet I am still more so. fice !-Now, blessed be your brother, and the day on Goetz (lo Maria). You will have pleasant quarters. which he undertook to seize me!

Maria. They say Franconia is a fine country. Maria. His heart overflowed with hope for you Weis. And I may venture to say that my castle and himself. Farewell! he said, I go to recover my Jies in the most delicious part of it. friend.

Goctz. That thou mayst, and I will swear to it

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Look you, here flows the Maine, around a hill clothed Fran. His ardent curiosity poured out question with corn fields and vineyards, its top crowned with upon question, without giving me time to answer. a Gothic castle-then the river makes a sharp turn, He knew your accident already ; for Farber, who galand glides round behind the very rock on which it loped from Haslach, had brought him the tidingsstands. The windows of the great hall look perpendi But he would hear every particular-He asked so cularly down upon the river--a prospect which would anxiously whether you were not wounded-I told detain one for hours.

him you were safe, from the hair of your scalp to the

nail of your toe. Enter ELIZABETH.

Weis. And what said he to the treaty ? Eliz. What wouldst thou ?

Fran. He would have given up the page and a Goetz. You too must give your hand, and say God ransom to boot for your liberty. But he heard you bless you !—They are a pair.

were to be dismissed upon your parole, otherwise he Eliz. So soon?

had granted to Berlichingen all he could ask. He Goelz. But not unexpected.

charged me with a thousand messages to you—more Eliz. May ye ever love each other with the same than I can ever utter. O how he barangued ! and affection as now-and as your love, so be your hap- concluded, “I cannot live without Weislingen!” piness!

Weis. He must learn. Weis. Amen! On that condition I ensure it.

Fran. What mean ye?--He bids you hasten to

him a him to settle some concerns athome. He must bid adieu never again see. to the Bishop's Court, in order that that connexion Fran. Not see the Court !-My gracious Lord, may be broken off by degrees— Then he must rescue how comes that? Did you know what I know-could his property from the hands of some selfish stewards you but dream what I have seen-and--But come, sister-come, Elizabeth ; his Weis. What may it be? squire has perhaps some private message to him. Fran The bare recital would put me mad.-BamWeis. None but what you may hear.

berg is no longer Bamberg-An angel of Heaven, in Goetz. Needless : Franconians and Swabians ! now semblance of woman, has taken her abode in it, and that you are one of us, we may bid their Mighti it is become Paradise. nesses the princes defiance to their beard.

Weis. No more than that ? [Exeunt Goetz, ELIZABETH, MARIA. Fran. May I become a shaven friar, if the bare Weis. (alone.) God in Heaven!-and canst thou glimpse of her does not drive you frantic. have reserved such happiness for one so unworthy ? Weis. Who is it, then ? -It is too much for my heart. How meanly I de Fran. Adela von Walldorf. pended upon wretched fools, whom I thought I was Weis. She !- I have heard much of her beauty. governing by superiority of intrigue, subservient to Fran. Heard !-As well might you say I have seen the glance of homage-demanding princes !-Goetz, music.

music. So far is the tongue from being able to re-
my faithful Goetz, thou hast restored me to myself, hearse the slightest article of her beauty, that the
and my beloved Maria has completed my reformation. very eye which beholds her cannot drink it all in.
I feel free, as if brought from a dungeon into the open Weis. You are mad.
air.–Bamberg will I never more see-will snap all the Fran. That may well be. The last time I was in her
shameful bands that have connected it and me. My company, I bad no more sense than if I had been
heart rejoices, never more to undergo the degradation drunk; or, I may rather say, I felt at that moment
of struggling for boons that may be refused-He alone like a glorified saint enjoying the angelic vision !-
is great and happy who fills his own station of inde All my senses exalted, and more lively than ever-yet
pendence, and has neither lo command nor to obey. not one at their owner's command.

Weis. Enthusiast !

Fran. As I took leave of the Bishop, she sat by Fran. God greet you, noble sir ! I bring you so him—they played at chess-He was very gracious, many salutations, that I know not with which to gave me his hand to kiss, and said much, of which I begin-Bamberg, and ten miles around, bid God greet understood never a syllable. As I looked on his fair you.

antagonist, her eye was fixed upon the board, as if Weis. Welcome, Francis! Bring'st thou aught else? meditating a grand stroke—Traces of attentive in

Fran. You are in such consideration at Court that telligence around the mouth and cheek- I could have it cannot be expressed.

wished to be the ivory king-The mixture of dignity Weis. That will not last long.

and feeling on the brow—and the dazzling lustre of Fran. As long as you live-and after your death her neck and breast, overshaded by her raven ringit will shine more lasting than the marble inscription letsupon your monument.-How they took your misfor Weis. Thou art become a poet upon the subject. tune to heart!

Fran. I felt at the moment the inspiration of a Weis. And what said the Bishop ?

bard-my whole faculties were concentrated in one

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