King Monologue from Don Carlos: A Play

From Don Carlos: A Play by Friedrich Schiller

male · anguished · 58 sec

I have The treasure he has robbed me of, no crown Can e'er requite. So virtuous a queen! (MARQUIS: Who dare assert it, sire?) The world! and scandal! And I myself! Here lie the damning proofs Of doubtless guilt--and others, too, exist, From which I fear the worst. But still 'tis hard To trust one proof alone. Who brings the charge? And oh! if this were possible--that she, The queen, so foully could pollute her honor, Then how much easier were it to believe An Eboli may be a slanderer! Does not that priest detest my son and her? And can I doubt that Alva broods revenge? My wife has higher worth than all together.

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