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Don Carlos (play)

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by Friedrich Schiller


  PRINCESS (going).

  I shall be better in the open air.

  QUEEN.

  Attend her, countess. What a sudden illness!

  [A PAGE enters and speaks to the DUCHESS, who then

  addresses the QUEEN.

  OLIVAREZ.

  The Marquis Posa waits, your majesty,

  With orders from the king.

  QUEEN.

  Admit him then.

  [PAGE admits the MARQUIS and exit.

  SCENE II.

  MARQUIS POSA. The former.

  The MARQUIS falls on one knee before the QUEEN, who

  signs to him to rise.

  QUEEN.

  What are my lord's commands? And may I dare

  Thus publicly to hear--

  MARQUIS.

  My business is

  In private with your royal majesty.

  [The ladies retire on a signal from the QUEEN.

  SCENE III.

  The QUEEN, MARQUIS POSA.

  QUEEN (full of astonishment).

  How! Marquis, dare I trust my eyes? Are you

  Commissioned to me from the king?

  MARQUIS.

  Does this

  Seem such a wonder to your majesty?

  To me 'tis otherwise.

  QUEEN.

  The world must sure

  Have wandered from its course! That you and he-

  I must confess--

  MARQUIS.

  It does sound somewhat strange-

  But be it so. The present times abound

  In prodigies.

  QUEEN.

  But none can equal this.

  MARQUIS.

  Suppose I had at last allowed myself

  To be converted, and had weary grown

  Of playing the eccentric at the court

  Of Philip. The eccentric! What is that?

  He who would be of service to mankind

  Must first endeavor to resemble them.

  What end is gained by the vain-glorious garb

  Of the sectarian? Then suppose-for who

  From vanity is so completely free

  As for his creed to seek no proselytes?

  Suppose, I say, I had it in my mind

  To place my own opinions on the throne!

  QUEEN.

  No, marquis! no! Not even in jest could I

  Suspect you of so wild a scheme as this;

  No visionary you! to undertake

  What you can ne'er accomplish.

  MARQUIS.

  But that seems

  To be the very point at issue.

  QUEEN.

  What

  I chiefly blame you, marquis, for, and what

  Could well estrange me from you-is--

  MARQUIS.

  Perhaps

  Duplicity!

  QUEEN.

  At least-a want of candor.

  Perhaps the king himself has no desire

  You should impart what now you mean to tell me.

  MARQUIS.

  No.

  QUEEN.

  And can evil means be justified

  By honest ends? And-pardon me the doubt-

  Can your high bearing stoop to such an office?

  I scarce can think it.

  MARQUIS.

  Nor, indeed, could I,

  Were my sole purpose to deceive the king.

  'Tis not my wish-I mean to serve him now

  More honestly than he himself commands.

  QUEEN.

  'Tis spoken like yourself. Enough of this-

  What would the king?

  MARQUIS.

  The king? I can, it seems,

  Retaliate quickly on my rigid judge

  And what I have deferred so long to tell,

  Your majesty, perhaps, would willingly

  Longer defer to hear. But still it must

  Be heard. The king requests your majesty

  Will grant no audience to the ambassador

  Of France to-day. Such were my high commands-

  They're executed.

  QUEEN.

  Marquis, is that all

  You have to tell me from him?

  MARQUIS.

  Nearly all

  That justifies me thus to seek your presence.

  QUEEN.

  Well, marquis, I'm contented not to hear

  What should, perhaps, remain a secret from me.

  MARQUIS.

  True, queen! though were you other than yourself,

  I should inform you straight of certain things-

  Warn you of certain men-but this to you

  Were a vain office. Danger may arise

  And disappear around you, unperceived.

  You will not know it-of too little weight

  To chase the slumber from your angel brow.

  But 'twas not this, in sooth, that brought me hither,

  Prince Carlos--

  QUEEN.

  What of him? How have you left him?

  MARQUIS.

  E'en as the only wise man of his time,

  In whom it is a crime to worship truth-

  And ready, for his love to risk his life,

  As the wise sage for his. I bring few words-

  But here he is himself.

  [Giving the QUEEN a letter.

  QUEEN (after she has read it).

  He says he must

  Speak with me--

  MARQUIS.

  So do I.

  QUEEN.

  And will he thus

  Be happy-when he sees with his own eyes,

  That I am wretched?

  MARQUIS.

  No; but more resolved,

  More active.

  QUEEN.

  How?

  MARQUIS.

  Duke Alva is appointed

  To Flanders.

  QUEEN.

  Yes, appointed-so I hear.

  MARQUIS.

  The king cannot retract:-we know the king.

  This much is clear, the prince must not remain

  Here in Madrid, nor Flanders be abandoned.

  QUEEN.

  And can you hinder it?

  MARQUIS.

  Perhaps I can,

  But then the means are dangerous as the evil-

  Rash as despair-and yet I know no other.

  QUEEN.

  Name them.

  MARQUIS.

  To you, and you alone, my queen,

  Will I reveal them; for from you alone,

  Carlos will hear them named without a shudder.

  The name they bear is somewhat harsh.

  QUEEN.

  Rebellion!

  MARQUIS.

  He must prove faithless to the king, and fly

  With secrecy to Brussels, where the Flemings

  Wait him with open arms. The Netherlands

  Will rise at his command. Our glorious cause

  From the king's son will gather matchless strength,

  The Spanish throne shall tremble at his arms,

  And what his sire denied him in Madrid,

  That will he willingly concede in Brussels.

  QUEEN.

  You've spoken with the king to-day-and yet

  Maintain all this.

  MARQUIS.

  Yes, I maintain it all,

  Because I spoke with him.

  QUEEN (after a pause).

  The daring plan

  Alarms and pleases me. You may be right-

  The thought is bold, and that perhaps enchants me.

  Let it but ripen. Does Prince Carlos know it?

  MARQUIS.

  It was my wish that he should hear it first

  From your own lips.

  QUEEN.

  The plan is doubtless good,

  But then the prince's youth--

  MARQUIS.

  No disadvantage!

  He there will find the bravest generals

  Of the Emperor Charles-an Egmont and an Orange-

  In battle
daring, and in council wise.

  QUEEN (with vivacity).

  True-the design is grand and beautiful!

  The prince must act; I feel it sensibly.

  The part he's doomed to play here in Madrid

  Has bowed me to the dust on his account.

  I promise him the aid of France and Savoy;

  I think with you, lord marquis-he must act-

  But this design needs money--

  MARQUIS.

  It is ready.

  QUEEN.

  I, too, know means.

  MARQUIS.

  May I then give him hopes

  Of seeing you?

  QUEEN.

  I will consider it.

  MARQUIS.

  The prince, my queen, is urgent for an answer.

  I promised to procure it.

  [Presenting his writing tablet to the QUEEN.

  Two short lines

  Will be enough.

  QUEEN (after she has written).

  When do we meet again?

  MARQUIS.

  Whene'er you wish.

  QUEEN.

  Whene'er I wish it, marquis!

  How can I understand this privilege?

  MARQUIS.

  As innocently, queen, as e'er you may.

  But we enjoy it-that is sure enough.

  QUEEN (interrupting).

  How will my heart rejoice should this become

  A refuge for the liberties of Europe,

  And this through him! Count on my silent aid!

  MARQUIS (with animation).

  Right well I knew your heart would understand me.

  [The DUCHESS OLIVAREZ enters.

  QUEEN (coldly to the MARQUIS).

  My lord! the king's commands I shall respect

  As law. Assure him of the queen's submission.

  [She makes a sign to him. Exit MARQUIS.

  SCENE IV.

  A Gallery.

  DON CARLOS, COUNT LERMA.

  CARLOS.

  Here we are undisturbed. What would you now

  Impart to me?

  LERMA.

  Your highness has a friend

  Here at the court.

  CARLOS (starting).

  A friend! I knew it not!

  But what's your meaning?

  LERMA.

  I must sue for pardon

  That I am learned in more than I should know.

  But for your highness' comfort I've received it

  From one I may depend upon-in short,

  I have it from myself.

  CARLOS.

  Whom speak you of?

  LERMA.

  The Marquis Posa.

  CARLOS.

  What!

  LERMA.

  And if your highness

  Has trusted to him more of what concerns you

  Than every one should know, as I am led

  To fear--

  CARLOS.

  You fear!

  LERMA.

  He has been with the king.

  CARLOS.

  Indeed!

  LERMA.

  Two hours in secret converse too.

  CARLOS.

  Indeed!

  LERMA.

  The subject was no trifling matter.

  CARLOS.

  That I can well believe.

  LERMA.

  And several times

  I heard your name.

  CARLOS.

  That's no bad sign, I hope.

  LERMA.

  And then, this morning, in the king's apartment,

  The queen was spoken of mysteriously.

  CARLOS (starts back astonished).

  Count Lerma!

  LERMA.

  When the marquis had retired

  I was commanded to admit his lordship

  In future unannounced.

  CARLOS.

  Astonishing!

  LERMA.

  And without precedent do I believe,

  Long as I served the king--

  CARLOS.

  'Tis strange, indeed!

  How did you say the queen was spoken of?

  LERMA (steps back).

  No, no, my prince! that were against my duty.

  CARLOS.

  'Tis somewhat strange! One secret you impart.

  The other you withhold.

  LERMA.

  The first was due

  To you, the other to the king.

  CARLOS.

  You're right.

  LERMA.

  And still I've thought you, prince, a man of honor.

  CARLOS.

  Then you have judged me truly.

  LERMA.

  But all virtue

  Is spotless till it's tried.

  CARLOS.

  Some stand the trial.

  LERMA.

  A powerful monarch's favor is a prize

  Worth seeking for; and this alluring bait

  Has ruined many a virtue.

  CARLOS.

  Truly said!

  LERMA.

  And oftentimes 'tis prudent to discover-

  What scarce can longer be concealed.

  CARLOS.

  Yes, prudent

  It may be, but you say you've ever known

  The marquis prove himself a man of honor.

  LERMA.

  And if he be so still my fears are harmless,

  And you become a double gainer, prince.

  [Going.

  CARLOS (follows him with emotion, and presses his hand).

  Trebly I gain, upright and worthy man,

  I gain another friend, nor lose the one

  Whom I before possessed.

  [Exit LERMA.

  SCENE V.

  MARQUIS POSA comes through the gallery. CARLOS.

  MARQUIS.

  Carlos! My Carlos!

  CARLOS.

  Who calls me? Ah! 'tis thou-I was in haste

  To gain the convent! You will not delay.

  [Going.

  MARQUIS.

  Hold! for a moment.

  CARLOS.

  We may be observed.

  MARQUIS.

  No chance of that. 'Tis over now. The queen--

  CARLOS.

  You've seen my father.

  MARQUIS.

  Yes! he sent for me.

  CARLOS (full of expectation).

  Well!

  MARQUIS.

  'Tis all settled-you may see the queen.

  CARLOS.

  Yes! but the king! What said the king to you?

  MARQUIS.

  Not much. Mere curiosity to learn

  My history. The zeal of unknown friends-

  I know not what. He offered me employment.

  CARLOS.

  Which you, of course, rejected?

  MARQUIS.

  Yes, of course

  CARLOS.

  How did you separate?

  MARQUIS.

  Oh, well enough!

  CARLOS.

  And was I mentioned?

  MARQUIS.

  Yes; in general terms.

  [Taking out a pocketbook and giving it to the PRINCE.

  See here are two lines written by the queen,

  To-morrow I will settle where and how.

  CARLOS (reads it carelessly, puts the tablet in his pocket,

  and is going).

  You'll meet me at the prior's?

  MARQUIS.

  Yes! But stay

 

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