Monologue

Butler Monologue from The Piccolomini: A Play

From The Piccolomini: A Play by Friedrich Schiller

male · dramatic · 1:25 min

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I came a simple soldier's boy from Ireland To Prague--and with a master, whom I buried. From lowest stable duty I climbed up, Such was the fate of war, to this high rank, The plaything of a whimsical good fortune. And Wallenstein too is a child of luck: I love a fortune that is like my own. (ILLO: All powerful souls have kindred with each other.) This is an awful moment! to the brave, To the determined, an auspicious moment. The Prince of Weimar arms, upon the Maine, To found a mighty dukedom. He of Halberstadt, That Mansfeldt, wanted but a longer life To have marked out with his good sword a lordship That should reward his courage. Who of these Equals our Friedland? There is nothing, nothing So high, but he may set the ladder to it! (TERZKY: That's spoken like a man!) Do you secure the Spaniard and Italian-- I'll be your warrant for the Scotchman Lesly. Come to the company!

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30s · determination · fate · power · ambition · identity

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