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first To meet me with a token of his love. And thinking this, I fell into a slumber. Then midmost in the battle was I led In spirit. Great the pressure and the tumult! Then was my horse kil'd under me; I sank; And over me away, all unconcernedly, Drove horse and rider--and thus trod to pieces I lay, and panted like a dying man; Then seized me suddenly a savior arm; It was Octavio's--I awoke at once; 'Twas broad day, and _Octavio_ stood before me. "My brother," said he, "do not ride today The dapple, as you're wont; but mount the horse Which I have chosen for thee. Do it, brother! In love to me. A strong dream warn'd me so." It was the swiftness of his horse that snatch'd me From the hot pursuit of Bannier's dragoons. My cousin rode the dapple on that day, And never more saw I of horse or rider. ILLO. That was a chance. WALLENSTEIN (_significantly_). There's no such thing as chance. [And what to us seems merest accident Springs from the deepest source of destiny.] In brief, 'tis sign'd and seal'd that this Octavio Is my good angel--and now no word more. [_He is retiring_.] TERZKY. This is my comfort--Max remains our hostage. ILLO. And he shall never stir from here alive. WALLENSTEIN (_stops and turns himself round_). Are ye not like the women who forever Only recur to their first word, although One had been talking reason by the hour! Know that the human being's thoughts and needs Are not like ocean billows, blindly moved. The inner world, his microcosmus, is The deep shaft out of which they spring eternally. They grow by certain laws, like the tree's fruit-- No juggling chance can metamorphose them. Have I the human _kernel_ first examined? Then I know, too, the future will and action. [_Exeunt_.] SCENE IV _Chamber in the residence of Piccolomini_ OCTAVIO PICCOLOMINI (_attired for traveling_), AN ADJUTANT OCTAVIO. Is the detachment here? ADJUT. It awaits below. OCTAVIO. And are the soldiers trusty, Adjutant? Say, from what regiment hast thou chosen them? ADJUT. From Tiefenbach's. OCTAVIO. That regiment is loyal; Keep them in silence in the inner court, Unseen by all, and when the signal peals Then close the doors; keep watch upon the house, And all ye meet be instantly arrested. [_Exit Adjutant_.]
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