Thibaut D'Arc Monologue from The Maid of Orleans: A Tragedy

From The Maid of Orleans: A Tragedy by Friedrich Schiller

male · anguished · 1:03 min

Didst mark her tottering and uncertain steps, Her countenance, so pallid and disturbed? She feels her dreadful state; the hour is come To save my child, and I will not neglect it. [He is about to retire. (RAIMOND: What would you do?) Surprise her, hurl her down From her vain happiness, and forcibly Restore her to the God whom she denies. (RAIMOND: Oh, do not work the ruin of your child!) If her soul lives, her mortal part may die. [JOHANNA rushes out of the church, without her banner. The people press around her, worship her, and kiss her garments. She is detained in the background by the crowd. She comes! 'tis she! She rushes from the church. Her troubled conscience drives her from the fane! 'Tis visibly the judgment of her God!

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