Monologue

Pierrot Monologue from A Dramatic Fantasy

From A Dramatic Fantasy by Ernest Dowson

male · romantic · 35 sec

I heard it long ago, I know not where, As I knew thee, or ever I came here. But I forgot all things—my name and race, All that I ever knew except thy face. Who art thou, lady? Breathe a name to me, That I may tell it like a rosary. Thou, whom I sought, dear Dryad of the trees, How art thou designate—art thou Heart's-Ease?

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