SPIRIT
Dozens thou hast had—batches more than she
Samaria knew, if now thou hast not one!
WOMAN
Wilt take the situation from this hour?
SPIRIT
Thou know’st not what thy frailty asks, good dame!
WOMAN
Well, learn in small the Emperor’s chronicle,
As gleaned from what my soldier-husbands say:—
some five-and-forty standards of his foes
Are brought to Paris, borne triumphantly
In proud procession through the surging streets,
Ever as brands of fame to shine aloft
In dim-lit senate-halls and city aisles.
SPIRIT
Fair Munich sparkled with festivity
As there awhile he tarried, and was met
By the gay Joséphine your Empress here.—
There, too, Eugène—
WOMAN
Napoléon’s stepson he—-
SPIRIT
Received for gift the hand of fair Princess
Augusta [daughter of Bavaria’s crown,
Forced from her plighted troth to Baden’s heir],
And, to complete his honouring, was hailed
Successor to the throne of Italy.
WOMAN
How know you, ere this news has got abroad?
SPIRIT
Channels have I the common people lack.—
There, on the nonce, the forenamed Baden prince
Was joined to Stephanie Beauharnais, her
Who stands as daughter to the man we wait,
Some say as more.
WOMAN
They do? Then such not I.
Can revolution’s dregs so soil thy soul
That thou shouldst doubt the eldest son thereof?
’Tis dangerous to insinuate nowadays!