Ach Monologue from The Tragedy of Dido Queene of Carthage

From The Tragedy of Dido Queene of Carthage by Christopher Marlowe

male · anguished · 50 sec

And in this humor is Achates to, I cannot choose but fall vpon my knees, And kisse his hand: O where is Hecuba, Here she was wont to sit, but sauing ayre Is nothing here, and what is this but stone? Æn. O yet this stone doth make Æneas weepe, And would my prayers (as Pigmalions did) Could giue it life, that vnder his conduct We might saile backe to Troy and be reuengde On these hard harted Grecians; which reioyce That nothing now is left of Priamus: O Priamus is left and this is he, Come, come abourd, pursue the hatefull Greekes.

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