Pro. Thou shalt hear more!
Thou shalt hear things which would—which will, arouse
The proud free spirits of our ancestors
E’en from their marble rest. Yet mark me well!
Be secret!—for along my destined path
I yet must darkly move. Now, follow me,
And join a band of men, in whose high hearts
There lies a nation’s strength.
Raim. My noble father!
Thy words have given me all for which I pined—