SENI (_who has come down from the window_).
And in a corner house, your Highness--think of that! That makes each influence of double strength.
And sun and moon, too, in the Sextile aspect, The soft light with the vehement--so I love it; SOL is the heart, LUNA the head of heaven; Bold be the plan, fiery the execution.
And both the mighty Lumina by no Maleficus _affronted_. Lo! Saturnus, Innocuous, powerless, _in cadente Domo_.
The empire of Saturnus is gone by; Lord of the secret birth of things is he Within the lap of earth, and in the depths Of the imagination dominates; And his are all things that eschew the light. The time is o'er of brooding and contrivance, For Jupiter, the lustrous, lordeth now, And the dark work, complete of preparation, He draws by force into the realm of light. Now must we hasten on to action, ere The scheme and most auspicious positure Parts o'er my head, and takes once more its flight, For the heavens journey still, and sojourn not.
There's some one knocking there. See who it is.
Ay--'tis Terzky. What is there of such urgence? We are busy.
[Illustration: WALLENSTEIN AND TERZKY As performed at the Municipal Theatre, Hamburg, 1906.]
Lay all aside at present, I entreat you. It suffers no delaying.
[_While_ SENI _opens the door for_ TERZKY, WALLENSTEIN _draws the curtain over the figures_.]
Hast thou already heard it? He is taken. Gallas has given him up to the Emperor.
[SENI _draws off the black table, and exit_.]
The man who knows our secrets, who knows every Negotiation with the Swede and Saxon, Through whose hands all and everything has pass'd--
Nay, not Sesina?--Say, No! I entreat thee.
All on his road for Regensburg to the Swede He was plunged down upon by Gallas' agent, Who had been long in ambush, lurking for him. There must have been found on him my whole packet To Thur, to Kinsky, to Oxenstiern, to Arnheim: All this is in their hands; they have now an insight Into the whole--our measures and our motives.
Thinkest thou still To make thy peace with the Emperor, to regain His confidence? E'en were it now thy wish To abandon all thy plans, yet still they know What thou hast wish'd: then forwards thou must press, Retreat is now no longer in thy power.