NATALIE (holding her up with both hands).
The peaks of life receive you once again!
SERGEANT (entering).
Here is the officer!
THE PRINCE. Ah, Count von Sparren!
You saw His Highness fresh and well disposed
At Hackelwitz amid the Truchszian corps?
SPARREN. Indeed, Your Highness, in the vicarage court
Where, compassed by his staff, he gave commands
For burial of both the armies' dead.
LADIES-IN-WAITING.
Dear heaven! On thy breast—
[They embrace.]
ELECTRESS. My daughter dear!
NATALIE. Oh, but this rapture is well-nigh too great!
[She buries her face in her aunt's lap.]
THE PRINCE. Did I not see him, when I stood afar
Heading my cavalry, dashed down to earth,
His horse and he shivered by cannon-shot?