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Friesshardt Monologue from Wilhelm Tell

From Wilhelm Tell by Friedrich Schiller

male · defiant · 42 sec

They were obliged to pass this way at noon, As they were coming from the Council House. I counted then upon a famous catch, For no one thought of bowing to the cap, But Rosselmann, the priest, was even with me: Coming just then from some sick man, he takes His stand before the pole,--lifts up the Host-- The Sacrist, too, must tinkle with his bell, When down they dropp'd on knee--myself and all-- In reverence to the Host, but not the cap.

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