Agrippina Monologue from Nero

From Nero by Stephen Phillips

female · anguished · 1:16 min

My dear, dear son! And Nero, well I know That you could never hurt or injure me. But you will not forget who set you here-- You will not, tell me? (NERO: Never, mother, never!) Mothers for children have dared much, and more Have suffered; but what mother hath so scarred Her soul for the dear fruit of her body as I? Thy birth-pang was the least of all the throes That I for thee have suffered--a brief pain, A little, little pain we share with creatures; But what was this to torments of the mind, The dark, imperial meditations, Musing with eyes half-closed in moonless night; The crimes--yes, crimes, the blood that has been spilt-- Why, I have made a way for thee through ghosts. Nero, you'll not forget? (NERO: Ah! Never, never!) My son, this very night it was foretold 'Nero shall reign, but he shall kill his mother.' Tell me the stars have lied.

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