Monologue

Charles Monologue from The Robbers

From The Robbers by Friedrich Schiller

male · anguished · 1:18 min

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Shade of the aged Moor! what has disturbed thee in thy grave? Has thy soul left this earth charged with some foul crime that bars the gates of Paradise against thee? Say?--I will have masses read, to send thy wandering spirit to its home. Hast thou buried in the earth the gold of widows and orphans, that thou art driven to wander howling through the midnight hour? I will snatch the hidden treasure from the clutches of the infernal dragon, though he should vomit a thousand redhot flames upon me, and gnash his sharp teeth against my sword. Or comest thou, at my request, to reveal to me the mysteries of eternity? Speak, thou! speak! I am not the man to blanch with fear! (OLD MOOR: I am not a spirit. Touch me--I live but oh! a life indeed of misery!) What! hast thou not been buried?

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30s · despair · death · redemption · isolation · longing

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