Cantelupe Monologue from Waste: A Tragedy, In Four Acts

From Waste: A Tragedy, In Four Acts by Harley Granville-Barker

male · defiant · 1:19 min

(Quietly as ever.) We have some authority for thinking that the punishment of a secret sin is awarded by God secretly. O'CONNELL. We have very poor authority, sir, for using God's name merely to fill up the gaps in an argument, though we may thus have our way easily with men who fear God more than they know him. I am not one of those. Yes, Farrant, you and your like have left little room in this world except for the dusty roads on which I notice you beginning once more to travel. The rule of them is the same for all, is it not... from the tramp and the labourer to the plutocrat in his car? This is the age of equality; and it's a fine practical equality... the equality of the road. But you've fenced the fields of human joy and turned the very hillsides into hoardings, Commercial opportunity is painted on them, I think.

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