Hush! hush! I know not what sort of a notion you and I have of liberty, that we should toil under the yoke like bullocks, while we are making such wonderful fine speeches about independence. I like it not. SCHWEITZER (to GRIMM). What crotchet has that swaggering booby got in his numskull, I wonder? (RAZ:. Is it the captain you mean?--) Hush! I tell you; hush! He has got his eavesdroppers all around us. Captain, did you say? Who made him captain over us? Has he not, in fact, usurped that title, which by right belongs to me? What? Is it for this that we stake our lives--that we endure all the splenetic caprices of fortunes--that we may in the end congratulate ourselves upon being the serfs of a slave? Serfs! When we might be princes? By heaven! Razmann, I could never brook it. SCHWEITZER (overhearing him--to the others). Yes--there's a hero for you! He is just the man to do mighty execution upon frogs with stones. The very breath of his nostrils, when he sneezes, would blow you through the eye of a needle.

Spiegelberg Monologue from The Robbers

Rehearse Spiegelberg's monologue