Monologue

Spiegelberg Monologue from The Robbers

From The Robbers by Friedrich Schiller

male · defiant · 53 sec

And your name to the stars! What does it signify where the soul goes to? If crowds of avantcouriers give notice of our descent that the devils may put on their holiday gear, wipe the accumulated soot of a thousand years from their eyelashes, and myriads of horned heads pop up from the smoking mouth of their sulphurous chimneys to welcome our arrival! 'Up, comrades! (leaping up). Up! What in the world is equal to this ecstacy of delight? Come along, comrades! (ROLLER: Gently, gently! Where are you going? Every beast must have a head, boys!) (With bitterness). What is that incubus preaching about? Was not the head already there before a single limb began to move? Follow me, comrades!

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