Monologue

Belin Monologue from The Old Bachelor

From The Old Bachelor by William Congreve

29 sec

There was a whine! O Gad, I hate your horrid fancy. This love is the devil, and, sure, to be in love is to be possessed. ’Tis in the head, the heart, the blood, the—all over. O Gad, you are quite spoiled. I shall loathe the sight of mankind for your sake.

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