The Duke Monologue from L'Aiglon

From L'Aiglon by Edmond Rostand

male · melancholic · 57 sec

Swear you will tell me later if she comes. (THE COUNTESS: Thinking of hearts, when Empire is at hand!) It is because I mount a throne to-morrow I lay such value on a heart to-night. O God! to feel respect in every kiss, Snares in avowals, in embraces dread, And in fair eyes, more dazzled than in love, See laurel-wreaths about me as on coins! I was to pluck my last real love to-night! (FLAMBEAU: He's telling them about his pocket-book.) I would she kept this white and spotless tryst, She who has not yet studied to dissemble; 'Twere well she came, for nevermore, perchance, Whatever later trysts I yet may keep, Shall I be waiting with such eager love, As at the tryst to-night I may not keep.

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