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SCENE I.—: A Village plundered by the insurgent Peasantry. Shrieks and tumult. - Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Goethe’s Works, vol. 3 (Goetz von Berlichingen, Iphigenia in Tauris, Tarquato Tasso, etc) [1885]Edition used:Goethe’s Works, illustrated by the best German artists, 5 vols. (Philadelphia: G. Barrie, 1885). Vol. 3.
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SCENE I.—A Village plundered by the insurgent Peasantry. Shrieks and tumult.Women, Old MenandChildrenfly across the Stage. Old Man.Away! away! let us fly from the murdering dogs. Woman.Sacred heaven! How blood-red is the sky! how blood-red the setting sun! Another.That must be fire. A Third.My husband! my husband! Old Man.Away! away! To the wood! [Exeunt. EnterLinkandInsurgents. Link.Whoever opposes you, down with him! The village is ours. Let none of the booty be injured, none be left behind. Plunder clean and quickly. We must soon set fire— EnterMetzler,coming down the hill. Metzler.How do things go with you, Link? ![]() artist: a. wagner. GÖTZ VON BERLICHINGEN. ACT V. the insurgents and gÖtz Link.Merrily enough, as you see; you are just in time for the fun.—Whence come you? Metzler.From Weinsberg. There was a jubilee. Link.How so? Metzler.We stabbed them all, in such heaps it was a joy to see it! Link.All whom? Metzler.Dietrich von Weiler led up the dance. The fool! We were all raging around the church steeple. He looked out and wished to treat with us.—Baf! A ball through his head! Up we rushed like a tempest, and the fellow soon made his exit by the window. Link.Huzza! Metzler.(To thePeasants.) Ye dogs, must I find you legs? How they gape and loiter, the asses! Link.Set fire! Let them roast in the flames! forward! Push on, ye dolts. Metzler.Then we brought out Helfenstein, Eltershofen, thirteen of the nobility—eighty in all. They were led out on the plain before Heilbronn. What a shouting and jubilee among our lads as the long row of miserable sinners passed by! they stared at each other, and, heaven and earth! we surrounded them before they were aware, and then despatched them all with our pikes. Link.Why was I not there? Metzler.Never in all my life did I see such fun. Link.On! on! Bring all out! Peasant.All’s clear. Link.Then fire the village at the four corners. Metzler.’Twill make a fine bonfire! Hadst thou but seen how the fellows tumbled over one another, and croaked like frogs! It warmed my heart like a cup of brandy. One Rexinger was there, a fellow, with a white plume and flaxen locks, who, when he went out hunting, used to drive us before him like dogs, and with dogs. I had not caught sight of him all the while, when suddenly his fool’s visage looked me full in the face. Push! went the spear between his ribs, and there he lay stretched on all-fours above his companions. The fellows lay kicking in a heap like the hares that used to be driven together at their grand hunting parties. Link.It smokes finely already! Metzler.Yonder it burns! Come, let us with the booty to the main body. Link.Where do they halt? Metzler.Between this and Heilbronn. They wish to choose a captain whom every one will respect, for we are after all only their equals; they feel this, and turn restive. Link.Whom do they propose? Metzler.Maximilian Stumf, or Goetz von Berlichingen. Link.That would be well. ’Twould give the thing credit should Goetz accept it. He has ever been held a worthy independent knight. Away, away! We march towards Heilbronn! Pass the word. Metzler.The fire will light us a good part of the way. Hast thou seen the great comet? Link.Yes. It is a dreadful ghastly sign! As we march by night we can see it well. It rises about one o’clock. Metzler.And is visible but for an hour and a quarter, like an arm brandishing a sword, and bloody red! Link.Didst thou mark the three stars at the sword’s hilt and point? Metzler.And the broad haze-colored stripe illuminated by a thousand streamers like lances, and between them little swords. Link.I shuddered with horror. The sky was pale red streaked with ruddy flames, and among them grisly figures with shaggy hair and beards. Metzler.Did you see them too? And how they all swam about as though in a sea of blood, and struggled in confusion, enough to turn one’s brain. Link.Away! away! [Exeunt. |

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