Monologue

Elis Monologue from Easter

From Easter by August Strindberg

male · anguished · 1:03 min

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I couldn't live thro' it--I have stayed here three summers--and it's like a dead city to me. The rats come out from the cellars and alleys--while the cats are out spending the summer in the country. And all the old women that couldn't get away sit peeking through the blinds gossiping about their neighbors--"See, he has his winter suit on"--and sneer at the worn-down heels of the passers-by. And from the poor quarters wretched beings drag themselves out of their holes, cripples, creatures without noses or ears, the wicked and unfortunate--filling the parks and squares as if they had conquered the city--there where the well-dressed children just played, while their parents or maids looked on and encouraged them in their frolics. I remember last summer when I--

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Elis reflects on the desolation of the city during summer, contrasting the carefree lives of the wealthy with the suffering of the marginalized, revealing his deep sense of despair and isolation.

20s · despair · isolation · poverty · social disparity

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