Wallenstein monologue (Act 5) — The Death of Wallenstein

(contemplates him with surprise, remains silent a while, betraying strong emotion) Gordon--your zeal and fervor lead you far. Well, well--an old friend has a privilege. Blood, Gordon, has been flowing. Never, never Can the emperor pardon me: and if he could, Yet I--I ne'er could let myself be pardoned. Had I foreknown what now has taken place, That he, my dearest friend, would fall for me, My first death offering; and had the heart Spoken to me, as now it has done--Gordon, It may be, I might have bethought myself. It may be too, I might not. Might or might not Is now an idle question. All too seriously Has it begun to end in nothing, Gordon! Let it then have its course. [Stepping to the window. All dark and silent--at the castle too All is now hushed. Light me, chamberlain?