Ulrich Michaelis Monologue from The Faith Healer: A Play in Three Acts

From The Faith Healer: A Play in Three Acts by William Vaughn Moody

male · melancholic · 1:00 min

My hour! my hour! (He comes nearer, and speaks in a quieter tone.) I knew a young Indian once, a Hopi boy, who made songs and sang them to his people. One evening we sat on the roof of the chief's house and asked him to sing. He shook his head, and went away in the starlight. The next morning, I found him among the rocks under the mesa, with an empty bottle by his side.--He never sang again! Drunkenness had taken him. He never sang again, or made another verse. (RHODA: What has that to do with you? It's not--? You don't mean that you--?) No. There is a stronger drink for such as I am! (RHODA: What--"stronger drink"?) Wildly. The wine of this world! The wine-bowl that crowns the feasting table of the children of this world.

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