Monologue

Guido Monologue from The Duchess of Padua

From The Duchess of Padua by Oscar Wilde

male · dark · 1:48 min

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Let me find mercy when I go at night And do foul murder. DUCHESS Murder did you say? Murder is hungry, and still cries for more, And Death, his brother, is not satisfied, But walks the house, and will not go away, Unless he has a comrade! Tarry, Death, For I will give thee a most faithful lackey To travel with thee! Murder, call no more, For thou shalt eat thy fill. There is a storm Will break upon this house before the morning, So horrible, that the white moon already Turns grey and sick with terror, the low wind Goes moaning round the house, and the high stars Run madly through the vaulted firmament, As though the night wept tears of liquid fire For what the day shall look upon. Oh, weep, Thou lamentable heaven! Weep thy fill! Though sorrow like a cataract drench the fields, And make the earth one bitter lake of tears, It would not be enough. Do you not hear, There is artillery in the Heaven to-night. Vengeance is wakened up, and has unloosed His dogs upon the world, and in this matter Which lies between us two, let him who draws The thunder on his head beware the ruin Which the forked flame brings after.

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Guido grapples with the impending violence and chaos that he senses will soon engulf his surroundings, expressing a deep foreboding about the consequences of murder and vengeance.

20s · fear · death · revenge · sorrow · madness

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