Isolda Monologue from Tristan and Isolda: Opera in Three Acts

From Tristan and Isolda: Opera in Three Acts by Richard Wagner

female · sarcastic · 1:16 min

There, that hero who from mine eyes averts his own: in shrinking shame my gaze he shuns-- Say, how hold you him? BRANGÆNA. Mean you Sir Tristan, lady mine? Extolled by ev'ry nation, his happy country's pride, The hero of creation,-- whose fame so high and wide? ISOLDA (jeeringly). In shrinking trepidation his shame he seeks to hide, While to the king, his relation, he brings the corpse-like bride!-- Seems it so senseless What I say? Go ask himself, our gracious host, dare he approach my side? No courteous heed or loyal care this hero t'wards his lady turns; but to meet her his heart is daunted, this knight so highly vaunted! Oh! he wots well the cause! To the traitor go, bearing his lady's will! As my servant bound, straightway should he approach. BRANGÆNA. Shall I beseech him to attend thee?

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