Monologue

Pierrot Monologue from A Dramatic Fantasy

From A Dramatic Fantasy by Ernest Dowson

male · romantic · 41 sec

Then, sweet Moon Maiden, in some magic car, Wrought wondrously of many a homeless star— Such must attend thy journeys through the skies,— Drawn by a team of milk-white butterflies, Whom, with soft voice and music of thy maids, Thou urgest gently through the heavenly glades; Mount me beside thee, bear me far away From the low regions of the solar day; Over the rainbow, up into the moon, Where is thy palace and thine opal throne; There on thy bosom—

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