Scena prima.
Kintzki, Tertzki, Gordon, Butler, Lesle.
Kint.
THe rumour still continues.
Tert.
Yes, my Lord,
Ill fames though quicke are certaine,
'tis concluded
Past question or dispute, for these reports
Are grounded on too manifest a truth,
To carry doubt in them, it is confirm'd this morning;
Hee must resigne
Lesle.
Though a stranger Sir,
And so lesse interessed in the Generalls cause
Then you his Country-man: were you not my friend,
You ly'd to speake it. Must our Generall
That soule of valor Wallenstein; who has
(Like subtle lightning) purg'd the German ayre,
From all the hot infections, forraign warre
Could threaten: sent the health-carousing Dane
Drunke with his owne blood home: broke all the force,
With which the valiant Palatine and his aydes.
Infested had the Province: given to Death
(That thunder-bolt of warre) whose very name
Was great as Fate it selfe unto his foes,
The Swedish King: and must he now, his age
Is candid o're with victories, be inforc'd
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