The Death of Wallenstein by Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller
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page 121 of 268 (45%)
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To see him so low sunken.
SCENE XII. COUNTESS, DUCHESS, THEKLA. THEKLA (endeavoring to hold back the DUCHESS) Dear mother, do stay here! DUCHESS. No! Here is yet Some frightful mystery that is hidden from me. Why does my sister shun me? Don't I see her Full of suspense and anguish roam about From room to room? Art thou not full of terror? And what import these silent nods and gestures Which stealthwise thou exchangest with her? THEKLA. Nothing Nothing, dear mother! DUCHESS (to the COUNTESS). Sister, I will know. COUNTESS. What boots it now to hide it from her? Sooner Or later she must learn to hear and bear it. |
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