Does the child's innocence not touch your heart?
RÖSSEL.
Bethink you, sir, there is a God in heaven,
To whom you must account for all your deeds.
GESSLER (pointing to the boy).
Bind him to yonder lime tree!
WALTER.
What! Bind me?
No, I will not be bound! I will be still,
Still as a lamb—nor even draw my breath!
But if you bind me, I cannot be still.
Then I shall writhe and struggle with my bonds.
HARRAS.
But let your eyes at least be bandaged, boy!