Clara monologue (Act 5) — Egmont

Stay! Stay! Shrink not away at the sound of his name, to meet whom ye were wont to press forward so joyously!--When rumour announced his approach, when the cry arose, "Egmont comes! He comes from Ghent!"--then happy indeed were those citizens who dwelt in the streets through which he was to pass. And when the neighing of his steed was heard, did not every one throw aside his work, while a ray of hope and joy, like a sunbeam from his countenance, stole over the toil-worn faces that peered from every window. Then, as ye stood in the doorways, ye would lift up your children in your arms, and pointing to him, exclaim: "See, that is Egmont, he who towers above the rest! 'Tis from bird that ye must look for better times than those your poor fathers have known." Let not your children inquire at some future day, "Where is he? Where are the better times ye promised us?"--Thus we waste the time in idle words! do nothing,--betray him.