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rade waited to escort the Baron: They will be here, anon--they, too, want cheering: I'll taste for them, if it please you, courteous host! _Josepha_. Such as our vintage is shall give you welcome: I'll bring you some anon. [_goes out_. _Carl_ (_looking round_). A goodly mansion! And has been nobly tenanted, I doubt not. This worn magnificence some day has shone On light hearts and long revels--those torn banners Have waved o'er courtly guests--and yon huge lamp 60 High blazed through many a midnight--I could wish My lot had led me here in those gay times! Your days, my host, must pass but heavily. Are you the vassal of these antient chiefs, Whose heir wastes elsewhere their fast melting hoards, And placed to keep their cobwebs company? _Werner_ (_who has been absorbed in thought till the latter part of his speech_). A Vassal!--I a vassal!--_who_ accosts me With such familiar question?--(_checks himself and says aside_)--Down startled pride! Have not long years of wretchedness yet quenched thee, And, suffering evil, wilt thou start at scorn? 70 (_To Carl_.) Sir! if I boast no birth--and, as you see, My state bespeaks none--still, no being breathes Who calls me slave or servant.--Like yourself I am a stranger here--a lonely guest-- But, for a time, on sufferance. On my way, From--a far distant city--Sickness seized, And long detained me in the neighbouring hamlet. The Intendant of the owner of this castle, Then uninhabited, with kind intent, Permitted me to wait returning health 80 Within these walls--more sheltered than the cot Of humble peasants. _Carl_. Worthy Sir, your mercy! I meant not to offend you--plain of speech, And blunt in apprehension, I do judge Men's station from their seeming--but themselves From acts alone. You bid me share your shelter, And I am bound to you; and had you been The lowliest vassal had not thanked you less, Than I do now, believing you his better, Perhaps my own superior-- _Werner_. What imports it? 90 What--who I am--or whence--you are welcome--sit-- You shall have cheer anon. (_walks disturbedly aside_) _Carl_ (_to himself_). Here's a
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