And I feel so free, as though I were not in prison, but had just come out of some prison where I had spent all my life.

What does this mean ?" His hands began to tremble,--something Werner had not experienced before.
His thoughts fluttered ever more furiously.

It was as if tongues of fire had flashed up in his mind, and the fire wanted to burst forth and illumine the distance which was still dark as night.

Now the light pierced through and the widely illuminated distance began to shine.
The fatigue that had tormented Werner during the last two years had disappeared; the dead, cold, heavy serpent with its closed eyes and mouth clinched in death, had fallen away from his breast.

Before the face of death, beautiful Youth came back to him physically.