Ish Monologue from Turandot: The Chinese Sphinx

From Turandot: The Chinese Sphinx by Friedrich Schiller

male · anguished · 1:14 min

My prayers he met with kind, but firm denial. His dying words still echo in mine ear-- "Good friend," he said, "to die I do not fear; My life's a blank if without her I live. Speed to my father,--beg him to forgive His hapless son, who staked his life on one Whose face is fair, whose heart is cold as stone. Shew him this portrait: (takes a miniature from his breast) when its charms he views, My frenzied love, my rashness he'll excuse." This said, he clasped the portrait to his breast, Fond kisses on its icy beauty pressed; Then bent his head, and closed his eyes, The death blow fell, and sent him to the skies. ((Dashes the portrait to the ground.)) Away, thou false deceit! thou cause of woe, Th' original I'd trample even so. To dust I'd grind her tiger heart;--her soul, I'd send to Eblis' region dark and foul! ((Exit.).)

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