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Rh Let fall the garland of a life of war, Nor deem it lost, if only I can wreath it Transmitted to a regal ornament, Around these beauteous brows. (He clasps her in his arms as Piccolomini enters.)

There comes the Palladin who protected us.

Max! Welcome, ever welcome! Always wert thou The morning star of my best joys!

My General

'Till now it was the Emperor who rewarded thee, I but the instrument. This day thou hast bound The father to thee, Max! the fortunate father, And this debt Friedland's self must pay.

My prince! You made no common hurry to transfer it. I come with shame. Yea, not without a pang! For scarce have I arriv'd here, scarce deliver'd The mother and the daughter to your arms, Rh