Monologue

Heracles Monologue from Alcestis

From Alcestis by Euripides

male · anguished · 59 sec

I knew, I felt it, when I saw his tears, And face, and shorn hair. But he won mine ears With talk of the strange woman and her rite Of burial. So in mine own heart's despite I crossed his threshold and sat drinking--he And I old friends!--in his calamity. Drank, and sang songs, and revelled, my head hot With wine and flowers!... And thou to tell me not, When all the house lay filled with sorrow, thou! (A pause; then suddenly) Where lies the tomb?--Where shall I find her now? SERVANT (frightened). Close by the straight Larissa road. The tall White marble showeth from the castle wall.

About this piece

Heracles reflects on the sorrow surrounding the death of a friend, grappling with his own feelings of loss while trying to support him in a time of grief.

30s · sadness · death · friendship · loss · burial

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