'You joke: while the Friedlander holds the sway 'You please me, Yager; in sooth your tone 'He bears not his staff like some petty sway Measure out and conquer his own domain. 'Hush, who would venture so bold a strain? FIRST YAGER. 'I speak what I think, and I speak it plain'Twas the general's saying, that words are free. SERGEANT. 'He stood as he uttered it close to me; And added, moreover, I call to mind, "That deeds are dumb and obedience blind :" And these are his spoken words I know. FIRST YAGER. 'I wot not if these were his words or no, But however he said it the thing is so. 'SECOND YAGER. For him the chances are ever the same; He has spell-bound fortune to his career. Own the aid of darker might; For friends and foes alike will say, That the Friedlander holds a devil in pay. 'He is proof; and of that no man can doubt. 'What miracles now? who credits such stuff? 'SERGEANT. 'Once more 'tis the witches' salve I say, TRUMPETer. 'Dark doings these with the fiends of hell, SERGEANT. They say that he reads in planet and star But others believe-and I know they are right- Challenged and scream'd to has never replied; And something of import was ever near, When the little grey man has been known to appear. 'He is sold to the devil I doubt indeed, Which causes the jovial life we lead.'-pp. 27-38. A recruit, a young man of superior station, is brought to the camp, who abandons his old grandmother and young bride for the excitements of a soldier's life. The sergeant, in order to encourage him, sets before his view the noble path of ambition and fortune which his new career opens to his pursuit: the scene then becomes one of dancing and merriment, and while all are engaged in singing, flirting, romping, shouting, a Capuchin friar suddenly makes his appearance, and treats the party to a sermon. This discourse is a singular composition. It was the fashion at one time for the friars in Germany, as well as in France and in Spain and even in England, to intermingle scraps of Latin with their pulpit addresses. Some happily imitated specimens of the Spanish rustic sermons may be seen in that humorous satire, not much inferior in its way to Don Quixote, called Fray Gerundio en campos. In writing this discourse Schiller was perhaps more anxious to fill up the outlines of the friar's character, than to satirize a peculiar style. Even the mere English reader, unacquainted with the original, must perceive that in translating this strange discourse, Lord Levison Gower had an extremely difficult task to perform. 'SCENE VIII. • Enter a band of miners, and play a waltz.-The First Yäger dances with the Waiting-Girl, the Recruit with the Sutler's Wife.-the Girl slips away, the Yäger after her, and seizes hold of the Capuchin, who enters at this moment. 'CAPUCHIN. 'Shout and swear, ye devil's crew He is among ye, and I make two. Can these be Christians in faith or works? Are we Anabaptists, Jews, or Turks? Is this a time to feast or play, For banquet, dance and holiday? When the quickest are slow, and the earliest late is, Quid hic otiosi statis? When the furies are loose by the Danube's side, The soldier still looks to his ravenous maw; War's wide mantle all bloody red, Ruin as close on wrong appears, As, on the acrid onion, tears. Who learns his letters this may know, As in the alphabet you see How W comes after V. When the altar and pulpit despised we see, Si offenditur Deus. How can we prevail, And small reward will crown his hopes, Et ait illis-he answers them: No one vex, or spoil, or kill; But here the law might as well be dumb; And if, for each wanton and wicked prayer, Each head in the camp would be smooth and bare And David tall Goliah slew; They laid about them as much and more, But where do we read that they cursed and swore. The same we must draw and the same must spill. Contenti estote, the preacher has said— 'Sir Priest, the soldier I count fair game; 'Ne custodias gregem meam! He is an Ahab and Jerobeam; God's people to folly he leads astray, TRUMPETER. • Let us not hear that twice, I pray. 'CAPUCHIN. 'Such a Bramarbas, with iron hand, Would spoil the high places throughout the land. Though it held to heaven with bolt and chain. TRUMPETER. 'Will no man throttle him, once for all? 'CAPUCHIN. 'A wizard, a fiend-invoking Saul A Jehu, or he whom Judith slew, By a woman's hand in his cups who died; 'A fox-like Herod in wiles and lies. TRUMPETER and YAGERS (pressing upon him.) 'The lie in his slanderous throat: he dies. CROATS (interfering.) 'They shall not harm thee. Discourse thy fill; 'CAPUCHIN. 'A Nebuchadnezzar in pride and sin, "[During this last speech he has been gradually making his retreat. The CROATS, meanwhile, protecting him from the rest.]-pp. 45-52. Meantime the knavery of the peasant who had obtained admission to the camp, and who had attempted to cheat some soldiers |