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determined by some of the sagest of their number, and if any one

shall challenge their judgment, then shall he be constrained to

obey it by the rest.

Whoever intentionally or deceitfully kills another, shall be

executed, and whoever shelters him shall be banished.

Whoever burns the property of another shall no longer be regarded

as a countryman, and whoever shelters him shall make good the

damage done.

Whoever injures another, or robs him, and hath property in our

country, shall make satisfaction out of the same.

No one shall distrain a debtor without a judge, nor any one who is

not his debtor, or the surety of such debtor.

Every one in these dales shall submit to the judge, or we, the

sworn confederates, all will take satisfaction for all the injury

occasioned by his contumacy. And if in any internal division the

one party will not accept justice, all the rest shall help the

other party. These decrees shall, God willing, endure eternally

for our general advantage.

MELCH.

I've many friends in Unterwald, and none

That would not gladly venture life and limb,

If fairly back'd and aided by the rest.

Oh! sage and reverend fathers of this land,

Here do I stand before your riper years,

An unskill'd youth, who in the Diet must

Into respectful silence hush his voice.

Yet do not, for that I am young, and want

Experience, slight my counsel and my words.

'Tis not the wantonness of youthful blood

That fires my spirit; but a pang so deep

That e'en the flinty rocks must pity me.

You, too, are fathers, heads of families,

And you must wish to have a virtuous son,

To reverence your grey hairs, and shield your eyes

With pious and affectionate regard.

Do not, I pray, because in limb and fortune

You still are unassailed, and still your eyes

Revolve undimm'd and sparkling in their spheres;

Oh, do not, therefore, disregard our wrongs!

Above you, also, hangs the tyrant's sword.

You, too, have striven to alienate the land

From Austria. This was all my father's crime:

You share his guilt, and may his punishment.

STAUFF. (to Furst).

Do thou resolve! I am prepared to follow.

FURST.

First let us learn what steps the noble lords

Von Sillinen and Attinghaus propose.

Their names would rally thousands to the cause.

MELCH.

Is there a name within the Forest Mountains

That carried more respect than yours-and yours?

On names like these the people build their trust

In time of need-such names are household words.

Rich was your heritage of manly worth,

And richly have you added to its stores.

What need of nobles? Let us do the work

Ourselves. Yes, though we have to stand alone,

We shall be able to maintain our rights.

STAUFF.

The noble's wrongs are not so great as ours.

The torrent, that lays waste the lower grounds,

Hath not ascended to the uplands yet.

But let them see the country once in arms,

They'll not refuse to lend a helping hand.

FURST.

Were there an umpire 'twixt ourselves and Austria,

Justice and law might then decide our quarrel.

But out oppressor is our Emperor too,

And judge supreme. 'Tis God must help us, then,

And our own arm! Be yours the task to rouse

The men of Schwytz. I'll rally friends in Uri.

But whom are we to send to Unterwald?

MELCH.

Thither send me. Whom should it more concern!

FURST.

No, Melchthal, no; you are my guest, and I

Must answer for your safety.

MELCH.

Let me go. I know each forest track and mountain path;

Friends too, I'll find, be sure, on every hand,

To give me willing shelter from the foe.

STAUFF.

Nay, let him go; no traitors harbour there:

For tyranny is so abhorred in Unterwald,

No tools can there be found to work her will.

In the low valleys, too, the Alzeller

Will gain confederates, and rouse the country.

MELCH.

But how shall we communicate, and not

Awaken the suspicion of the tyrants?

STAUFF.

Might we not meet at Brunnen or at Treib,

Where merchant vessels with their cargoes come?

FURST.

We must not go so openly to work.

Hear my opinion. On the lake's left bank,

As we sail hence to Brunnen, right against

The Mytenstein, deep-hidden in the wood

A meadow lies, by shepherds called the Rootli,

Because the wood has been uprooted there.

[To Melchthal.]

'Tis where our Canton bound'ries verge on yours;

[To Stauffacher.]

Your boat will carry you across from Schwytz.

Thither by lonely bypaths let us wend

At midnight, and deliberate o'er our plans.

Let each bring with him there ten trusty men,

All one at heart with us; and then we may

Consult together for the general weal,

And, with God's guidance, fix what next to do.

STAUFF.

So let it be. And now your true right hand!

Yours, too, young man! and as we now three men

Among ourselves thus knit our hands together

In all sincerity and truth, e'en so

Shall we three cantons, too, together stand

In victory and defeat, in life and death.

FURST and MELCH.

In life and death!

[They hold their hands clasped together for some moments in silence.]

MELCH.

Alas, my old blind father!

The day of freedom, that thou canst not see,

But thou shalt hear it, when from Alp to Alp

The beacon fires throw up their flaming signs,

And the proud castles of the tyrants fall,

Into thy cottage shall the Switzer burst,

Bear the glad tidings to thine ear, and o'er

Thy darken'd way shall Freedom's radiance pour.

ACT II.

SCENE I.

The mansion of the Baron of Attinghausen. A Gothic Hall, decorated

with escutcheons and helmets. The Baron, a grey-headed man, eighty-

five years old, tall and of a commanding mien, clad in a furred

pelisse, and leaning on a staff tipped with chamois horn. Kuoni and

six hinds standing round him with rakes and scythes. Ulrich of Rudenz

enters in the costume of a knight.

RUD.

Uncle, I'm here! Your will?

ATTING.

First let me share,

After the ancient custom of our house,

The morning cup, with these my faithful servants!

[He drinks from a cup, which is then passed round.]

Time was, I stood myself in field and wood,

With mine own eyes directing all their toil,

Even as my banner led them in the fight,

Now I am only fit to play the steward:

And, if the genial sun come not to me,

I can no longer seek it on the hills.

Thus slowly, in an ever-narrowing sphere,

I move on to the narrowest and the last,