Sir Amias Paulet Monologue from Mary Stuart: A Tragedy

From Mary Stuart: A Tragedy by Friedrich Schiller

male · anguished · 1:16 min

No iron-grate is proof against her wiles. How do I know these bars are not filed through? How that this floor, these walls, that seem so strong Without, may not be hollow from within, And let in felon treachery when I sleep? Accursed office, that's intrusted to me, To guard this cunning mother of all ill! Fear scares me from my sleep; and in the night I, like a troubled spirit, roam and try The strength of every bolt, and put to proof Each guard's fidelity:--I see, with fear, The dawning of each morn, which may confirm My apprehensions:--yet, thank God, there's hope That all my fears will soon be at an end; For rather would I at the gates of hell Stand sentinel, and guard the devilish host Of damned souls, than this deceitful queen. (KENNEDY: Here comes the queen.) Christ's image in her hand. Pride, and all worldly lusts within her heart.

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