Monologue

Admetus Monologue from Alcestis

From Alcestis by Euripides

male · anguished · 55 sec

Alas! Bitter the homeward way, Bitter to seek A widowed house; ah me, Where should I fly or stay, Be dumb or speak? Would I could cease to be! Despair, despair! My mother bore me under an evil star. I envy them that are perished; my heart is there. It dwells in the Sunless Houses, afar, afar. I take no joy in looking upon the light; No joy in the feel of the earth beneath my tread. The Slayer hath taken his hostage; the Lord of the Dead Holdeth me sworn to taste no more delight. (He throws himself on the ground in despair.)

About this piece

Admetus mourns the loss of his wife, Alcestis, expressing profound sorrow and a sense of hopelessness as he contemplates his existence without her.

30s · despair · death · isolation · fate · family

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