Monologue

Skir Monologue from Turandot: The Chinese Sphinx

From Turandot: The Chinese Sphinx by Friedrich Schiller

female · anguished · 50 sec

Oh, dearest husband, I'm all in a flurry. Our handsome guest will be Chang's future Who'd have believed such an astounding thing? The Princess Turandot is in despair; She weeps, she wrings her hands, she tears her hair. She'll kill herself if she can't tell to-morrow The name of your young friend. To calm her sorrow, I bade her not torment herself, for you Knew all about him, and his father too. (BAR: Unhappy woman, thou hast ruined us!) Why, what harm's done? Why make you such a fuss? (BAR: My head will have to answer for thy tongue.) Oh, nonsense, dear; I'm sure I've done no wrong. ((Enter.) TRUFFALDIN and slaves.)

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