Don Carlos Monologue from Don Carlos: A Play

From Don Carlos: A Play by Friedrich Schiller

male · anguished · 1:05 min

Let me remind thee of those golden hours-- Let me remind thee of thy love, sweet maid-- That love which I so basely have offended! Oh, let me now appear to thee again As once I was--and as thy heart portrayed me. Yet once again, once only, place my image, As in days past, before thy tender soul, And to that idol make a sacrifice Thou canst not make to me. (EBOLI: Oh, Carlos, cease! Too cruelly thou sportest with my feelings!) Be nobler than thy sex! Forgive an insult! Do what no woman e'er has done before thee, And what no woman, after thee, can equal. I ask of thee an unexampled favor. Grant me--upon my knees I ask of thee Grant me two moments with the queen, my mother! [He casts himself at her feet.

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