Isabella Monologue from The Bride of Messina, and On the Use of the Chorus in Tragedy

From The Bride of Messina, and On the Use of the Chorus in Tragedy by Friedrich Schiller

female · anguished · 44 sec

Shuddering with earnest gaze, and motionless, Thou stand'st.--yes! there my hopes repose, and all That earth has of thy brother; in the bud Nipped is your concord's tender flower, nor ever With beauteous fruit shall glad a mother's eyes, (DON CAESAR: Be comforted; thy sons, with honest heart, To peace aspired, but heaven's decree was blood!) I know thou lovedst him well; I saw between ye, With joy, the bands old Nature sweetly twined; Thou wouldst have borne him in thy heart of hearts With rich atonement of long wasted years! But see--fell murder thwarts thy dear design, And naught remains but vengeance!

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