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Updated: June 26, 2025


TELL. I lay on deck, fast bound with cords, disarmed, In utter hopelessness. I did not think Again to see the gladsome light of day, Nor the dear faces of my wife and children; And eyed disconsolate the waste of waters FISHERMAN. Oh, wretched man! TELL. Then we put forth; the viceroy, Rudolph der Harras, and their suite.

Were I man, I'd find some better thing to do, than here Lie grovelling in the dust. GESSLER. Where are my knaves? Drag her away, lest I forget myself, And do some deed I may repent hereafter. HARRAS. My lord, the servants cannot force a passage; The pass is blocked up by a marriage party.

STUSSI. See there! how pale he grows! Death's gathering now About his heart; his eyes grow dim and glazed. Look, children, how a tyrant dies! HARRAS. Mad hag! Have you no touch of feeling that you look On horrors such as these without a shudder? Help me take hold. What, will not one assist To pull the torturing arrow from his breast? WOMEN. We touch the man whom God's own hand has struck!

FURST and STAUFFACHER. Peace, peace, friends! Riot! Insurrection, ho! WOMEN. The governor! Rebellion! Mutiny! STAUFFACHER. Roar, till you burst, knave! ROSSELMANN and MELCHTHAL. Will you hold your tongue? Help, help, I say, the servants of the law! FURST. The viceroy here! Then we shall smart for this! HARRAS. Room for the viceroy! GESSLER. Drive the clowns apart. Why throng the people thus?

HARRAS. But let your eyes at least be bandaged, boy! WALTER. And why my eyes? No! Do you think I fear An arrow from my father's hand? Not I! I'll wait it firmly, nor so much as wink! Quick, father, show them that thou art an archer! He doubts thy skill he thinks to ruin us. Shoot then and hit though but to spite the tyrant! What! Is this outrage to be perpetrated Before our very eyes?

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