The waters only lie in flood between
This burgh and Frankfort: so far's in our favour
The route on to Bohemia, though encumbered,
Is not impassable; and when you gain
A few hours' start, the difficulties will be
The same to your pursuers.
This burgh and Frankfort: so far's in our favour
The route on to Bohemia, though encumbered,
Is not impassable; and when you gain
A few hours' start, the difficulties will be
The same to your pursuers.
Byron
a villain!
_Ulr. _ You must not use it, at least now; but take
This ring. [_He gives_ WERNER _a jewel_.
_Wer. _ A gem! It was my father's!
_Ulr. _ And
As such is now your own. With this you must
Bribe the Intendant for his old caleche
And horses to pursue your route at sunrise, 190
Together with my mother.
_Wer. _ And leave you,
So lately found, in peril too?
_Ulr. _ Fear nothing!
The only fear were if we fled together,
For that would make our ties beyond all doubt.
The waters only lie in flood between
This burgh and Frankfort: so far's in our favour
The route on to Bohemia, though encumbered,
Is not impassable; and when you gain
A few hours' start, the difficulties will be
The same to your pursuers. Once beyond 200
The frontier, and you're safe.
_Wer. _ My noble boy!
_Ulr. _ Hush! hush! no transports: we'll indulge in them
In Castle Siegendorf! Display no gold:
Show Idenstein the gem (I know the man,
And have looked through him): it will answer thus
A double purpose. Stralenheim lost _gold_--
_No_ jewel: therefore it could _not_ be his;
And then the man who was possest of this
Can hardly be suspected of abstracting
The Baron's coin, when he could thus convert 210
This ring to more than Stralenheim has lost
By his last night's slumber. Be not over timid
In your address, nor yet too arrogant,
And Idenstein will serve you.
_Wer. _ I will follow
In all things your direction.
_Ulr. _ I would have
Spared you the trouble; but had I appeared
To take an interest in you, and still more
By dabbling with a jewel in your favour,
All had been known at once.
_Wer.
_Ulr. _ You must not use it, at least now; but take
This ring. [_He gives_ WERNER _a jewel_.
_Wer. _ A gem! It was my father's!
_Ulr. _ And
As such is now your own. With this you must
Bribe the Intendant for his old caleche
And horses to pursue your route at sunrise, 190
Together with my mother.
_Wer. _ And leave you,
So lately found, in peril too?
_Ulr. _ Fear nothing!
The only fear were if we fled together,
For that would make our ties beyond all doubt.
The waters only lie in flood between
This burgh and Frankfort: so far's in our favour
The route on to Bohemia, though encumbered,
Is not impassable; and when you gain
A few hours' start, the difficulties will be
The same to your pursuers. Once beyond 200
The frontier, and you're safe.
_Wer. _ My noble boy!
_Ulr. _ Hush! hush! no transports: we'll indulge in them
In Castle Siegendorf! Display no gold:
Show Idenstein the gem (I know the man,
And have looked through him): it will answer thus
A double purpose. Stralenheim lost _gold_--
_No_ jewel: therefore it could _not_ be his;
And then the man who was possest of this
Can hardly be suspected of abstracting
The Baron's coin, when he could thus convert 210
This ring to more than Stralenheim has lost
By his last night's slumber. Be not over timid
In your address, nor yet too arrogant,
And Idenstein will serve you.
_Wer. _ I will follow
In all things your direction.
_Ulr. _ I would have
Spared you the trouble; but had I appeared
To take an interest in you, and still more
By dabbling with a jewel in your favour,
All had been known at once.
_Wer.
