Monologue

Burgess Monologue from Candida

From Candida by Bernard Shaw

male · defiant · 1:08 min

Well, perhaps I did; but (with conciliatory cheerfulness) I meant no offence by it. A clergyman is privileged to be a bit of a fool, you know: it's on'y becomin' in his profession that he should. Anyhow, I come here, not to rake up hold differences, but to let bygones be bygones. (Suddenly becoming very solemn, and approaching Morell.) James: three year ago, you done me a hill turn. You done me hout of a contrac'; an' when I gev you 'arsh words in my nat'ral disappointment, you turned my daughrter again me. Well, I've come to act the part of a Cherischin. (Offering his hand.) I forgive you, James. (MORELL: Confound your impudence!) Is that becomin' language for a clergyman, James?--and you so partic'lar, too?

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40s · anger · forgiveness · betrayal · power · redemption

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