Pant Monologue from Turandot: The Chinese Sphinx

From Turandot: The Chinese Sphinx by Friedrich Schiller

male · sarcastic · 1:01 min

((aside.).) The loudest bawling's all time thrown away! He's deaf as any post--a perfect dummy-- It's no use preaching wisdom to a mummy. I wish I were in Venice back again! I had to fly her happy shores, on pain Of being hanged, or losing liberty, Because the bigwigs thought my tongue too free. I hoped, as minister, I was secure To fatten in an easy sinecure; Instead of which, I've not one moment's leisure; No carnival, nor any Christian pleasure. But constant squabbles, tears, and imprecations, Divans, beheadings, sphinxes,--I've lost patience! I'll quit this land of pigtails, gongs, and teas; Return to Italy, and live at ease. (ALT: I see you're talking; speak a little louder.) ((aside.).) He wouldn't hear the bursting of gunpowder.

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