Fag Monologue from The Rivals

From The Rivals by Richard Brinsley Sheridan

male · comedic · 47 sec

Assuredly, sir, your father is wrath to a degree; he comes down stairs eight or ten steps at a time--muttering, growling, and thumping the banisters all the way: I and the cook's dog stand bowing at the door--rap! he gives me a stroke on the head with his cane; bids me carry that to my master; then kicking the poor turnspit into the area, damns us all, for a puppy triumvirate!--Upon my credit, sir, were I in your place, and found my father such very bad company, I should certainly drop his acquaintance.

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