Sutler-Woman Monologue from Wallenstein's Camp: A Play

From Wallenstein's Camp: A Play by Friedrich Schiller

female · contemplative · 1:05 min

We're old acquaintance, then, 'tis clear. (FIRST YAGER: And to think we should meet in Bohemia here!) Oh, here to-day--to-morrow yonder-- As the rude war-broom, in restless trace, Scatters and sweeps us from place to place. Meanwhile I've been doomed far round to wander. (FIRST YAGER: So one would think, by the look of your face.) Up the country I've rambled to Temsewar, Whither I went with the baggage-car, When Mansfeld before us we chased away; With the duke near Stralsund next we lay, Where trade went all to pot, I may say. I jogged with the succors to Mantua; And back again came, under Feria: Then, joining a Spanish regiment, I took a short cut across to Ghent; And now to Bohemia I'm come to get Old scores paid off, that are standing yet, If a helping hand by the duke be lent-- And yonder you see my sutler's tent.

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