Margit Monologue from The feast at Solhoug

From The feast at Solhoug by Henrik Ibsen

female · dramatic · 50 sec

(Not looking at him.) I thought you came at my woe to jeer. (GUDMUND: Margit, how could you think--?) Nay, nay, There was reason enough for such a fear. But thanks be to Heaven that fear is gone; And now no longer I stand alone; My spirit now is as light and free As a child's at play 'neath the greenwood tree. [With a sudden start of fear. Ah, where are my wits fled! How could I forget--? Ye saints, I need sorely your succor yet! An outlaw, you said--? (GUDMUND: Nay, now I'm at home; Hither the King's men scarce dare come.) Your fall has been sudden. I pray you, tell How you lost the King's favour.

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