Elizabeth Monologue from Mary Stuart: A Tragedy

From Mary Stuart: A Tragedy by Friedrich Schiller

female · anguished · 51 sec

Oh, I die For shame! How must he laugh to scorn my weakness! I thought to humble her, and was myself The object of her bitter scorn. (BURLEIGH: By this You see how faithfully I counselled you.) Oh, I am sorely punished, that I turned My ear from your wise counsels; yet I thought I might confide in him. Who could suspect Beneath the vows of faithfullest devotion A deadly snare? In whom can I confide When he deceives me? He, whom I have made The greatest of the great, and ever set The nearest to my heart, and in this court Allowed to play the master and the king.

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