Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller,
Wallenstein
(1800)
“ And many a resolute, who now appears Made up to all extremes, will, on a sudden, Find in his breast a heart he wot not of, Let but a single honest man speak out The true name of his crime! Remember too, We stand not yet so wholly unprotected. Counts Altringer and Galas have maintain'd Their little army faithful to it's duty, And daily it becomes more numerous. Nor can he take us by surprize: you know, I hold him all encompass'd by my list'ners. Whate'er he does, is mine, even while 'tis doing— No step so small, but instantly I hear it ”
