Monologue

Bashville Monologue from The Admirable Bashville; Or, Constancy Unrewarded Being the Novel of Cashel Byron's Profession Done into a Stage Play in Three Acts and in Blank Verse, with a Note on Modern Prize Fighting

From The Admirable Bashville; Or, Constancy Unrewarded Being the Novel of Cashel Byron's Profession Done into a Stage Play in Three Acts and in Blank Verse, with a Note on Modern Prize Fighting by Bernard Shaw

male · dramatic · 51 sec

"The Dutchman went to grass, a beaten man." (LYDIA: Hurrah! Hurrah! Hurrah! Oh, well done, Cashel!) "A scene of indescribable excitement Ensued; for it was now quite evident That Byron's grogginess had all along Been feigned to make the market for his backers. We trust this sample of colonial smartness Will not find imitators on this side. The losers settled up like gentlemen; But many felt that Byron shewed bad taste In taking old Ned Skene upon his back, And, with Bob Mellish tucked beneath his oxter, Sprinting a hundred yards to show the crowd The perfect pink of his condition"-- (a knock). (LYDIA: Bashville Didst hear? A knock.) Madam: 'tis Byron's knock. Shall I admit him?

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