Act 3 — SCENE XXII.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge translation
To the above enter TERZKY. COUNTESS (meeting him). What meant that cry? What was it? TERZKY. All is lost! COUNTESS. What! they regarded not his countenance? TERZKY. 'Twas all in vain. DUCHESS. They shouted Vivat! TERZKY. To the emperor. COUNTESS. The traitors? TERZKY. Nay! he was not permitted Even to address them. Soon as he began, With deafening noise of warlike instruments They drowned his words. But here he comes.