Peace rises.
Peace. What do you want here, relentless War? Dispute the world of the living with me if you will, but at least respect the peace of the grave.
War. I have a right to summon the Dead when it is in the name of their country.
Peace. The Dead are with God; they have but one country among them.
War. You may dispense with set speeches, most eloquent Peace, for I pay no attention to them. I go forward, and leave talk to chatterers. The world belongs to the brave.
Peace. The world belongs to those who are in the right. Since, however, you will not listen to me, you shall hear the Dead themselves, and see if they agree with you. (Turns to the Dead.) Arise, my children; come and confound those who wish to fight with the bones of the departed.
The Dead rise.
Grenadier. I have slept a long time since Austerlitz. Who are you, comrades?
Hussar. I come from the battle-field of Leipsic, where the great German race broke the yoke which your Emperor had laid upon it.