Ablamore Monologue from Pélléas and Mélisande; Alladine and Palomides; Home

From Pélléas and Mélisande; Alladine and Palomides; Home by Maurice Maeterlinck

male · contemplative · 1:04 min

Oh, how pale you are!... Are you ill? (ALLADINE: No.) What is it in the park?--Were you looking at the avenue of fountains that unfolds before your windows?--They are wonderful and weariless. They were raised there one by one, at the death of each of my daughters.... At night I hear them singing in the garden.... They bring to mind the lives they represent, and I can tell their voices apart.... (ALLADINE: I know.) You must pardon me; I sometimes repeat the same things and my memory is less trust-worthy.... It is not age; I am not an old man yet, thank God! but kings have a thousand cares. Palomides has been telling me his adventures....

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