FROM NATHAN THE WISE›

ALADIN

SALADIN

Draw nearer, Jew! Still nearer! Close to me,
And have no fear!

Nathan No.

Saladin

Nathan

Saladin

Nathan

Well! if not by thee thyself so called,
The people call thee so.

Maybe, the people.

Thou dost not think, forsooth, that I
The people's voice do scornfully disdain?
Indeed, I have long wished to know the man
The people call the Wise.

What if they mean
By wise that he is only shrewd, and knows
His own advantage craftily to gain?
His true advantage meanest thou thereby?
Then the most selfish were the shrewdest too;
Then were indeed "crafty" and "wise" the same.
I hear thee prove what thou wouldst contradict.
Man's truest gain, which people do not know,
Thou knowest or at least hast sought to know;
This thou hast pondered, and 'tis this alone
That makes man wise.

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Nathan

What dost thou speak of, Jew?

Not of thy wares! The chafferer with thee
Shall be my sister. [Aside: That for the eavesdropper.]
With thee as merchant have I naught to do.

Then doubtless thou thyself would'st know what I
Have on my journey, of the foe, who seems
To stir again, observed or happened on?
If plainly I-

Saladin In something else that's wholly different
I now desire thy teaching.-Since thou art
So wise, pray tell me once what faith, what law
Has seemed to thee most genuine.

Nathan

I am a Jew.

Saladin

And I a Mussulman.

Nathan

Sultan,

Between us is the Christian. Of these three
Religions, one alone can be the true.

A man like thee remains not standing there,
Where merely chance of birth has cast his lot;
Or if he there remain, then he remains
Through insight, reason, or through better choice.
Come now, impart to me thy insight, let

Me hear the reasons which I've lacked the time
Minutely to examine. Let me know-

Of course in strictest confidence - the grounds

That have availed to fix thy final choice,

That I may make it mine. How? Thou dost start?

Dost weigh me with thy eye? It may well be

That I'm the first of Sultans who e'er had

A whim like this, which yet methinks is not

Unworthy of a Sultan.-Is't not so?

Give answer! Speak! Or wishest thou to have
A moment to reflect? I give it thee.

Reflect, quickly reflect. I shall return
Without delay.

[Retires to an adjoining room.]

Hm! hm! How very strange!

How dazed I am! What does the Sultan want?

What? I thought 'twas money, and he wishes-Truth.

Saladin

And wishes it cash down and unalloyed,

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As though 'twere coin-yes, ancient coin- that's weighed.
And that perhaps might do; but coin so new,
Which by the stamp alone is made to pass,
And may be counted out upon the board,—
That it is surely not. Can truth be put
Into the head like coin into a bag?

Who then is here the Jew? Is't I or he?
How then? If he in truth demand the truth?
For the distrust that he employs the truth
But as a trap, would be too mean! Too mean?
And what then for a magnate is too mean?
He rushed into the house and burst the door,
'Tis true- people should knock and listen first,
If they approach as friends. I must proceed
With care. But how? To be a downright Jew
Will never do. And not to be at all

A Jew, will do still less. If I'm no Jew,
Might he then ask why not a Mussulman?
That's it! That can save me! Not children only
Are fed with tales. He comes.

Saladin returns

Well, let him come.

[Aside - Here then the field is clear.] I've not returned Too soon for thee? Are thy reflections ended?

If so, speak out. There's none that hears us here. Nathan-Would the whole world might hear us.

That I rightly bear one of my titles:
"Reformer of the world and of the law."

Nathan Faith, 'tis a splendid title; yet before,
O Sultan, I may quite confide in thee,
Permit me to relate a tale.

Saladin

Nathan

Why not?

I'm always fond of tales if they're well told.

To tell them well is not my strongest point.

Saladin Again so proudly modest? Make haste! the tale!

Nathan

Saladin-
Nathan

In olden times a man lived in the East,
Who from a loving hand possessed a ring
Of priceless worth. An opal was the stone,
In which a hundred brilliant colors played,
And which the hidden virtue also had

Of making him who wore it, in this trust,
Pleasing to God and well beloved by man.
What wonder then that this man in the East
The ring upon his finger always kept,
And so disposed that it should be for aye
An heirloom in his house? He left the ring
Bequeathed unto the dearest of his sons,
Ordaining that he too the ring should leave
To that one of his sons whom he most loved,
And that this dearest one, without regard
To birth, by virtue of the ring alone
Should ever be the house's head and prince.
Thou understandest, Sultan ?

Yes; go on!
Thus the ring came, from son to son, at last
To one who was the father of three sons,
Who all alike were dutiful to him,
And all of whom he therefore could not help
But love alike. Only from time to time
Now this one, now the other, now the third-
As each might chance to be alone with him,
And his effusive heart the other two

Did not divide- seemed worthier of the ring,
Which through fond weakness he'd to each of them
Promised in turn. Thus it went on as long

As it would do. But when he neared his death,

The kindly father was most sore perplexed.

It gave him pain to grieve two of his sons,

Who on his word relied. What should he do?

In secret to a jeweler he sends,

And orders him to make two other rings
According to the pattern of the first.

And bids him spare nor cost nor toil, that they

May prove to be alike and just like it.

The jeweler in this succeeds so well,

That when he brings the rings, the model ring
Not e'en the father longer can discern.
With joy he calls his sons, each one apart,
And gives to each his blessing and his ring-
And dies. Thou hear'st me, Sultan ?

Saladin [who has turned away astonished]

Yes, I hear!

Make haste and bring thy story to an end.
Will it be —

Already I have ended;

For what is still to follow, comes of course.
Scarce was the father dead, when each son comes
And brings his ring, and each would of the house
Be lord. They search, they quarrel, they accuse:
In vain; the right ring could not now be proved,-
[After a pause, in which he awaits the Sultan's answer]
Almost as little as to us can be
The right belief.

How so? And that shall be

The answer to my question?

It shall serve

Merely as my excuse, if I presume

Not to discriminate between the rings

The father ordered made with the intent

That they should indiscriminate remain.

Saladin The rings! Sport not with me! I should have thought That the religions, which I named to thee,

Nathan

Were easy to distinguish, e'en to dress

And e'en to meat and drink.

But only not

As to the grounds on which they're thought to rest.
For are they not all based on history,
Traditional or written? And history
Must be received on trust is it not so?
In whom now are we likeliest to trust?
In our own people, surely; in those men
Whose blood we are, and who from infancy
Have proved their love and never us deceived,
Unless 'twere wholesomer to be deceived.

How can I my forefathers less believe

Than thou dost thine? Or on the other hand,

Can ask of thee to say thy fathers lied,
In order not to contradict my own?
The same is true of Christians-is it not?

Saladin [aside]—

Now by the living God, the man is right,
And I'm struck dumb.

Nathan

Now to our rings let us
Return. As I have said, the sons brought suit
Against each other, and before the judge