Myrrhina Monologue from A Florentine Tragedy; La Sainte Courtisane

From A Florentine Tragedy; La Sainte Courtisane by Oscar Wilde

female · anguished · 1:05 min

Do not mock me, Honorius, nor speak to me with such bitter words. For I have repented of my sins and I am seeking a cavern in this desert where I too may dwell so that my soul may become worthy to see God. (HONORIUS: The sun is setting, Myrrhina. Come with me to Alexandria.) I will not go to Alexandria. (HONORIUS: Farewell, Myrrhina.) Honorius, farewell. No, no, do not go. ..... I have cursed my beauty for what it has done, and cursed the wonder of my body for the evil that it has brought upon you. Lord, this man brought me to Thy feet. He told me of Thy coming upon earth, and of the wonder of Thy birth, and the great wonder of Thy death also. By him, O Lord, Thou wast revealed to me.

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