THE DYNASTS ACT iv
SPIRIT OF THE PITIES
But see the intolerable antilogy Of making figments feel.
Logics in that. IT does not, I must own, quite play the game.
CHORUS OF IRONIC SPIRITS (aerial music)
And this day wins for Ulm a dingy fame,
Which centuries shall not bleach from her old name /
The procession of Austrians continues till the scene is hidden by haze.
LONDON. SPRING GARDENS
Before LORD MALMESBURY'S house, on a Sunday morning in the same autumn. Idlers pause and gather in the background. PITT enters, and meets LORD MULGRAVE.
Good day, Pitt Ay, these leaves that skim the
With withered voices, hint that sunshine-time Is well-nigh past.—And so .the game's begun Between him and the Austro-Russian force, As second movement in the faceabout From Boulogne shore, with which he has hocussed
us?— What has been heard on't? Have they clashed as
The Emperor Francis, partly at my instance, Has thrown the chief command on General Mack,