Woman Monologue from Psyche

From Psyche by Molière

female · anguished · 59 sec

My sad, sad lay repeat, Ye caverns deep; With notes of sorrow greet Her death, ye mountains steep; Re-echo, woods, and silent hills, My grief; and ye, soft rippling rills! 1ST MAN. Alas! dire grief 2ND MAN. Without relief! 1ST MAN. Cruel death! 2ND MAN. Fell decree ALL THREE (together). Of sternest fate that dooms to die Such beauty rare! Oh! heavens high! And stars! behold! and sigh! 2ND MAN. Who then, eternal gods, will doom A guiltless maid to lasting gloom? Oh! this thy rigour, heaven, shames Hell's unrelenting flames! 1ST MAN. Cruel will 2ND MAN. Of gods severe!

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