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flesh;

Ges. For having braved my power, as thou hast. Lead

Them forth.
Tell. He's but a child.
Ges. Away with them!
Tell. Perhaps an only child.
Ges. No matter.
Tell. He

may

have a mother. Ges. So the viper hath;

And yet, who spares it for the mother's sake ? Tell. I talk to stone! I talk to it as though 'T

and know 'tis none. I'll talk to it No more.

Come, my boy, I taught thee how to live, I'll show thee how to die. Ges. He is thy child ? Tell. He is my child. Ges. I've wrung a tear from him! Thy name? Tell. My name?

It matters not to keep it from thee now;

My name is Tell.
Ges. Tell? William Tell?
Tell. The same.
Ges. What ! he, so famed 'bove all his countrymen

For guiding o'er the stormy lake the boat?
And such a master of his bow, 't is said
His arrows never miss! Indeed! I'll take
* Exquisite vengeance! Mark! I'll spare thy life;
Thy boy's too; both of you are free; on one

Condition.
Tell. Name it.
Ges. I would see you

make
A trial of your skill with that same bow

You shoot so well with.
Tell. Name the trial you

Would have me make. Ges. You look upon your boy

As though instinctively you guessed it.
Tell. Look upon my boy? What mean you? Look upon

My boy as though I guessed it? Guessed the trial
You'd have me make ? Guessed it
+Instinctively? You do not mean
You would not have me make a trial of

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My skill upon my child! Impossible!

I do not guess your meaning. Ges. I would see

Thee hit an apple at the distance of

A hundred paces.
Tell. Is my boy to hold it ?
Ges. No
Tell. No? I'll send the arrow through the + core !
Ges. It is to rest upon his head.
Teul. Great heaven, you hear him!
Ges. Thou dost hear the choice I give:

Such trial of the skill thou art master of,
Or death to both of you; not otherwise

To be escaped.
Tell. O, monster!
Ges. Wilt thou do it?
Alb. He will ! will!
Tell. Ferocious monster! Make

A father murder his own child ?
Ges. Take off

His chains, if he consent. Tell. With his own hand ? Ges. Does he consent? Alb. He does. (Gesler signs to his officers, who proceed to take

off Tells chains ; Tell unconscious what they do.) Tell. With his own hand ?

Murder his child with his own hand ? This hand ?
The hand I've led him, when an infant, by ?
'Tis beyond horror! 'tis most horrible !
Amazement! (His chains fall off.) What's that you've

done to me?
Villains ! put on my chains again. My hands
Are free from blood, and have no gust

for it,
That they should drink my child's! Here! here! I'll not

Murder my boy for Gesler.
Alb. Father! Father !
You will not hit

me,

father! Tell. Hit thee? Send

The arrow through thy brain? Or, missing that,
Shoot out an eye? Or, if thine eye escape,
Mangle the cheek I've seen thy mother's lips

Cover with kisses ? Hit thee? Hit a hair

Of thee, and + cleave thy mother's heart?
Ges. Dost thou consent?
Tell. Give me my bow and quiver.
Ges. For what?
Tell. To shoot my boy!
Alb. No, father, no!

To save me! you'll be sure to hit the apple.
Will

you not save me, father? Tell. Lead me forth,

I'll make the trial !
Alb. Thank you!
Teli. Thank me?

You know for what? I will not make the trial,
To take him to his mother in my arms,

And lay him down a + corse before her.
Ges. Then he dies this moment, and you certainly

Do murder him whose life you have a chance
To save,

and will not use it.
Tell. Well, I'll do it: I'll make the trial.
Alb. Father!
Tell. Speak not to me:

Let me not hear thy voice: thou must be dumb;
And so should all things be. Earth should be dumb;
And heaven- unless its thunders muttered at
The deed, and sent a bolt to stop it! Give me

My bow and quiver !
Ges. When all's ready.
Tell. Well, lead on!

KNOWLES.

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QUESTIONS. - Why does Gesler express joy that his subjects are unhappy? Why does Albert appear not to recognize his father? Why does Tell at last acknowledge Albert ?

Parse the first two words in this lesson. Parse « to shoot” on the last page.

"To save on the same. To take” and “lay.

LESSON XCVIII. REMARK.- Do not slide over the little words, or omit any syllable of a word.

SOUND each letter distinctly and correctly.-Look-ers, not look-uz: smi-lingly, not smi-ln-ly: rever-ence, not rev-runce; stead-y, not stid-y.

Is'-sue, n. event, consequence.
Stanch, a. sound, strong.
Jag'-ged, p. notched, uneven.

Shaft, n. the stem, the body.
Quiv'-er, n. a case for arrows.
Per'-il, n. danger.

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WILLIAM TELL.-(CONTINUED.) SCENE 2.-Enter slowly, people in evident distress-Officers, Sar

nem, Gesler, Tell, Albert, and soldiers- one bearing Tell's bow
and quiver another with a basket of apples.
Ges. That is your ground. Now shall they measure thence

A hundred paces. Take the distance.
Tell. Is the line a true one ?
Ges. True or not, what is 't to thee?
Tell. What is 't to me? A little thing,

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very little thing; a yard or two
Is nothing here or there-were it a wolf

I shot at! Never mind.
Ges. Be thankful, slave,

Our grace +accords thee life on any terms. Tell. I will be thankful, Gesler! Villain, stop!

You measure to the sun.
Ges. And what of that?

What matter whether to or from the sun ?
Tell. I'd have it at my back. The sun should shine

Upon the mark, and not on him that shoots.
I can not see to shoot against the sun :

I will not shoot against the sun!
Ges. Give him his way! Thou hast cause to bless my mercy.
Tell. I shall remember it. I'd like to see

The apple I'm to shoot at.
Ges. Stay! show me the basket! there !
Tell. You've picked the smallest one.
Ges. I know I have.

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The color of 't is dark: I'd have it light,

To see it better.
Ges. Take it as it is;

Thy skill will be the greater if thou hitt'st it.
Tell. True! true! I did not think of that; I wonder

I did not think of that. Give me some chance [ force.)
To save my boy! (Throws away the apple with all his

I will not murder him,
If I can help it; for the honor of

The form thou wearest, if all the heart is gone.
Ges. Well: choose thyself.
Tell. Have I a friend among the lookers on ?
Verner. (Rushing forward.) Here, Tell!
Tell. I thank thee, Verner !

He is a friend runs out into a storm
To shake a hand with us. I must be + brief.
When once the bow is bent, we can not take
The shot too soon. Verner, whatever be
The issue of this hour, the common cause
Must not stand still. Let not tomorrow's sun
Set on the + tyrant's banner! Verner! Verner!
The boy! the boy! Thinkest thou he hath the + courage

To stand it?
Ver. Yes.
Tell. Does he tremble?
Ver. No.
Tell. Art sure ?
Ver. I am.
Tell. How looks he?
Ver. Clear and smilingly.

If you doubt it, look yourself.
Tell. No, no, my friend :

To hear it is enough.
Ver. He bears himself so much above his years-
Tell. I know ! I know !
Ver. With + constancy so modest,
Tell. I was sure he would
Ver. And looks with such + relying love

And + reverence upon you-
Tell Man! Man! Man !

No more! Already I'm too much the father

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