brawl and foam no more,
And fair large rivers glide serenely on.
All quarters of the heaven may there be scann'd
Without impediment. The corn grows there
In broad and lovely fields, and all the land
Is like a garden fair to look upon.
WALTER.
But, father, tell me, wherefore haste we not
Away to this delightful land, instead
Of toiling here and struggling as we do?
TELL.
The land is fair and bountiful as Heaven;
But they who till it never may enjoy
The fruits of what they sow.
WALTER.
Live they not free,
As you do, on the land their fathers left them?
TELL.
The fields are all the bishop's or the king's.
WALTER.
But they may freely hunt among the woods?
TELL.
The game is all the monarch's--bird and beast.
WALTER.
But they, at least, may surely fish the streams?
TELL.
Stream, lake, and sea, all to the king belong.
WALTER.
Who is this king, of whom they're so afraid?
TELL.
He is the man who fosters and protects them.
WALTER.
Have they not courage to protect themselves?
TELL.
The neighbor there dare not his neighbor trust.
WALTER.
I should want breathing room in such a land.
I'd rather dwell beneath the avalanches.
TELL.
'Tis better, child, to have these glacier peaks
Behind one's back than evil-minded men!
[_They are about to pass on_.]
WALTER.
See, father, see the cap on yonder pole!
TELL.
What is the cap to us? Come, let's begone.
[_As he is going_, FRIESSHARDT, _presenting his pike, stops
him_.]
FRIESS.
Stand, I command you, in the Emperor's name!
TELL (_seizing the pike_).
What would ye? Wherefore do ye stop me thus?
FRIESS.
You've broke the mandate, and with us must go.
LEUTH.
You have not done obeisance to the cap.
TELL.
Friend, let me go.
FRIESS.
Away, away to prison!
WALTER.
Father to prison? Help!
[_Calling to the side scene_.]
This way, you men!
Good people, help! They're dragging him to prison!
[ROeSSELMANN _the Priest, and the_ SACRISTAN, _with three
other men, enter_.]
SACRIST.
What's here amiss?
ROeSSELMANN.
Why do you seize this man?
FRIESS.
He is an enemy of the King--a traitor.
TELL (_seizing him with violence_).
A traitor, I?
ROeSSELMANN.
Friend, thou art wrong. 'Tis Tell,
An honest man, and worthy citizen.
WALTER (_descr
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