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Leonora Monologue from Fiesco; or, the Genoese Conspiracy: A Tragedy

From Fiesco; or, the Genoese Conspiracy: A Tragedy by Friedrich Schiller

female · anguished · 53 sec

Murder! they cried--murder!--The noise came this way. (ROSA: Surely 'twas but a common tumult, such as happens every day in Genoa.) They cried murder! and I distinctly heard Fiesco's name. In vain you would deceive me. My heart discovers what is concealed from my eyes. Quick! Hasten after them. See! Tell me whither they carry him. (ROSA: Collect your spirits, madam. Arabella is gone.) Arabella will catch his dying look. The happy Arabella! Wretch that I am? 'twas I that murdered him. If I could have engaged his heart he would not have plunged into the world, nor rushed upon the daggers of assassins. Ah! she comes. Away! Oh, Arabella, speak not to me!

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