Ulrich Von Rudenz Monologue from Wilhelm Tell

From Wilhelm Tell by Friedrich Schiller

male · dramatic · 1:10 min

See, yonder goes the chase. Now, then, or never! I must avail me of the precious moment,-- Must hear my doom decided by thy lips, Though it should part me from thy side forever. Oh, do not arm that gentle face of thine With looks so stern and harsh! Who--who am I, That dare aspire so high as unto thee? Fame hath not stamped me yet; nor may I take My place amid the courtly throng of knights, That, crowned with glory's lustre, woo thy smiles. Nothing have I to offer but a heart That overflows with truth and love for thee. BERTHA (sternly and with severity). And dare you speak to me of love--of truth? You, that are faithless to your nearest ties! You, that are Austria's slave--bartered and sold To her--an alien, and your country's tyrant!

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