Weislingen: A clamour of joyful assent will spare your majesty the end of the speech.
[Exit Emperor, Bishop, and Courtiers.
Weislingen: And so you mean to go—to leave the festive scenes for which you longed with all your heart, to leave a friend to whom you are indispensable, to delay our union?
Adelheid: The gayer, the freer shall I return to you.
Weislingen: Will you be content if we proceed against Berlichingen?
Adelheid: You deserve a kiss! My uncle, Von Wanzenau, must be captain!
Weislingen: Impossible! An incompetent old dreamer!
Adelheid: Let the fiery Werdenhagen, his sister's stepson, go with him.
Weislingen: He is thoughtless and foolhardy, and will not improve matters.
Adelheid: We have to think of our relatives. For love of me, you must do it! And I want some exemptions for the convent of St. Emmeraru; you can work the chancellor. Then the cup-bearer's post is vacant at the Hessian Court, and the high stewardship of the Palatinate. I want them for our friends Braimau and Mirsing.