Rudolph Der Harras Monologue from Wilhelm Tell

From Wilhelm Tell by Friedrich Schiller

male · romantic · 1:11 min

(entering hastily). At length, dear lady, we have met alone In this wild dell, with rocks on every side, No jealous eye can watch our interview. Now let my heart throw off this weary silence. (BERTH: But are you sure they will not follow us?) See, yonder goes the chase! Now, then, or never! I must avail me of this precious chance,-- Must hear my doom decided by thy lips, Though it should part me from thy side forever. Oh, do not arm that gentle face of thine With looks so stern and harsh! Who--who am I, That dare aspire so high, as unto thee? Fame hath not stamp'd me yet; nor may I take My place amid the courtly throng of knights, That, crown'd with glory's lustre, woo thy smiles. Nothing have I to offer, but a heart That overflows with truth and love for thee.

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