Here was a time for promptness and decision! Had he been nothing but our baron, then We should have been most chary of our lives; But he was our confederate, and Bertha Honored the people. So without a thought, We risked the worst, and rushed into the flames. (FURST: But is she saved?) She is. Rudenz and I Bore her between us from the blazing pile, With crashing timbers toppling all around. And when she had revived, the danger past, And raised her eyes to meet the light of heaven, The baron fell upon my breast; and then A silent vow of friendship passed between us-- A vow that, tempered in yon furnace heat, Will last through every shock of time and fate. (FURST: Where is the Landenberg?) Across the Bruenig. No fault of mine it was, that he, who quenched My father's eyesight, should go hence unharmed. He fled--I followed--overtook and seized him, And dragged him to my father's feet. The sword Already quivered o'er the caitiff's head, When at the entreaty of the blind old man, I spared the life for which he basely prayed. He swore Urphede (26), never to return: He'll keep his oath, for he has felt our arm.

Arnold Of Melchthal Monologue from Wilhelm Tell

Rehearse Arnold Of Melchthal's monologue