Monologue

Cléanthis Monologue from Amphitryon

From Amphitryon by Molière

female · defiant · 41 sec

I showed you every possible tenderness; but you were as deaf as a post to everything I said; never a kind word passed your lips. (SOS: Courage!) In short, my flame bad to burn alone, its chaste ardour did not find anything in you but ice; you were the culprit in a return that might have been so different: you even went so far as to refuse to take your place in bed, which the laws of wedlock oblige you to occupy. (SOS: What? Did I not go to bed?) No, you coward.

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