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And I shall reconcile you. If indeed

You're earnest for the maid, she shall be thine.

Scene III.—The hall in Nathan's house. Nathan and the friar, Bonafides.

Bonafides: The Patriarch hath ever work for me,

And some I like not. Listen. He hath heard

That hereabouts there dwells a certain Jew

Who hath brought up a Christian as his child.

Nathan: How?

Bonafides: Hear me out. I fear me that I gave

Occasion for this sin, when I, a squire,

Brought you, full eighteen years ago, the babe,

The orphan babe of Leonard, Lord of Filnek.

He fell at Askalon.

Nathan:          Ay so; and I,

Bereft by Christians of my wife and sons,

Received the infant as a gift from Heaven,

And made it mine. And now, belike, I suffer

For this my charity. But tell me now,

Was not the mother sister to a Templar,

Conrade of Stauffen?

Bonafides:          Let me fetch a book,

In Arabic, I had from my dead lord.

'Tis said to tell the lineage of the babe.

Nathan: Go, fetch it quickly.

[Exeunt.

Scene IV.—A place of palms. Nathan and the Templar.

Nathan: Who hath betrayed me to the Patriarch?

Templar: Alas! 'twas I. You took my suit so coldly

That when from Daya I had learned your secret,

I fancied you had little mind to give

A Christian what from Christians you had taken.

I thought to use my knowledge as a lever,

And so, not having you, I put the matter

In problem-wise before the Patriarch.

Suppose he find you out. What then? He cannot

Seize Recha, if she be no longer yours.

Ah! give her then, to me, and let him come.

Nathan: Too late! You are too late, for I have found

Her kinsfolk. Hark you, Recha has a brother.

Templar: Well, he's the man to fit her with a husband.

Of thee and me she'll have no longer need.

Scene V.—Saladin's palace. Saladin and his sister, Sittah, are talking with Recha.

Sittah: Ah! I guessed it.

Recha:              Guessed it? What? that I

Am Christian and not Nathan's daughter?

[She swoons.

Saladin:                    What!

Whose cruelty hath sown this sharp suspicion

In thy fond heart? Ah! if there be two fathers

At strife for thee, quit both, and take a third.

Take Saladin for father! I'll be kind.

Sittah: Brother, you make her blush.

Saladin: In a good hour. Blushing becomes the fair.

But see, our Nathan's coming, with another.

Canst guess, sweet girl? Ay, when he comes, blush crimson.

[Enter Nathan and the Templar.

Come, stickle not for niceties with him.

Make him thy offer, doing for him more,

Far more, than he for thee, for what was that

But make himself a little sooty. Come!

[Seeks to lead her to the Templar.

Nathan (solemnly): Hold, Saladin; hold, Sittah! There's another

Whom I must speak with first—the maiden's brother.

Templar (bitterly): He has imposed a father on her, now

He'll shark her up a brother! Where's the man?

Nathan:                    Patience sir.

Saladin: Christian, such words as yours had never passed

My Assad's lips.

Nathan:       Forgive him, Saladin.

Oh! Christian, you have hid from me your name.

Conrade of Stauffen is no name of yours,

But Guy of Filnek—mark. I tax you not

With falsehood; for your mother was a Stauffen.

Her brother's name was Conrade. He perchance

Adopted you?

Templar: Even so the matter stands.

Nathan: Your father was my friend. He called himself

Leonard of Filnek, but no German he.

He had espoused a German.

Templar:              Ah! no more,

I beg, but tell me who is Recha's brother.

Nathan: Thou art the man!

Templar:           What, I? I Recha's brother?

Recha: My brother—he?

Sittah:              So near akin—

Recha (offering to embrace him): My brother!

Templar: (withdrawing): Brother to her!

Recha (to Nathan): It cannot be. His heart

Knows nothing of it.

Saladin:          What! not acknowledge

A sister such as she? Go!

Templar:            Saladin!

Mistake not my amazement. Thy Assad

At such a moment, had done likewise.

Oh, Nathan, you have taken, you have given—

Yes, infinitely more—my sister—sister!

[Embraces Recha.

Nathan: Blanda of Filnek! Guy! My children both!

Sittah: Oh! I am deeply moved.

Saladin:                And I half tremble

At thought of the emotion still to be.

Nathan, you say her father was no German.

What was he, then?

Nathan:          He never told me that.

But ah! he loved the Persian speech and owned

He was no Frank.

Saladin: The Persian! Need I more? Twas my Assad!

Nathan: Look in this book!

Saladin:              Ay! 'tis his hand, even his.

Oh, Sittah, Sittah, they're my brother's children.

[He rushes to embrace them. Sittah also embraces the pair.

Now, now, proud boy, thou canst not choose but love me.

(To Recha) And I to thee am all I sought to be,

With or without thy leave.

Templar: I of thy blood? Then all the tales I heard

In infancy were more than idle dreams.

[Falls at Saladin's feet.

Saladin (raising him): There's malice for you!

      Knew it all the time,

And yet he would have let me murder him.

Boy, boy! [They embrace in silence.

FOOTNOTES:

[S] Gotthold Ephraim Lessing, one of the greatest names in German literature, was born January 22, 1729, at Kamenz, in Saxon Upper Lusatia, where his father was a clergyman of the most orthodox Lutheran school. After working very hard for five years at a school in Meissen, he proceeded to the University of Leipzig, in 1746, with the intention of studying theology, but he soon began to occupy himself with other matters, made the acquaintance of actors, and acquired a great fondness for dramatic entertainment. This sort of life, however, pained his strict relatives, who pronounced it "sinful," and for a short time Lessing went home. Later he proceeded to Berlin, and while there, formed many valuable literary friendships, and established the best literary journal of his time. "Nathan the Wise" ("Nathan der Weise") arose out of a bitter theological controversy in which Lessing had been engaged. It was written during the winter of 1778-79, and expresses ideas and theories its author had already largely developed in prose. Primarily the play is a strong plea for tolerance, the governing conception being that noble character belongs to no particular creed, but to all creeds, as set forth herein in the parable of the wonderful ring. And thus it follows that there is no sufficient reason why people holding one set of religious opinions should not tolerate others who maintain totally different doctrines. Purely as a drama the play may be disappointing, but regarded as a poem it ranks with the noblest dramatic literature of the eighteenth century. The characters abound in vitality, and some of the passages rise to heights of great splendour. Lessing died on February 15, 1781 (see also Vol. XX, p. 239).

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