Monologue

Cashel 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 · defiant · 1:14 min

Be lonely then. Shall it be said of thee That for his brawn thou misalliance mad'st Wi' the Prince of Ruffians? Never. Go thy ways; Or, if thou hast nostalgia of the mud, Wed some bedogged wretch that on the slot Of gilded snobbery, ventre a terre, Will hunt through life with eager nose on earth And hang thee thick with diamonds. I am rich; But all my gold was fought for with my hands. (LYDIA: What dost thou mean by rich?) There is a man, Hight Paradise, vaunted unconquerable, Hath dared to say he will be glad to hear from me. I have replied that none can hear from me Until a thousand solid pounds be staked. His friends have confidently found the money. Ere fall of leaf that money shall be mine; And then I shall possess ten thousand pounds. I had hoped to tempt thee with that monstrous sum.

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