Monologue

Faulkland Monologue from The Rivals

From The Rivals by Richard Brinsley Sheridan

male · romantic · 1:22 min

There now! so hasty, Julia! so anxious to be free! If your love for me were fixed and ardent, you would not lose your hold, even though I wished it! (JULIA: Oh! you torture me to the heart! I cannot bear it.) I do not mean to distress you. If I loved you less I should never give you an uneasy moment. But hear me. All my fretful doubts arise from this. Women are not used to weigh and separate the motives of their affections: the cold dictates of prudence, gratitude, or filial duty, may sometimes be mistaken for the pleadings of the heart. I would not boast--yet let me say, that I have neither age, person, nor character, to found dislike on; my fortune such as few ladies could be charged with indiscretion in the match. O Julia! when love receives such countenance from prudence, nice minds will be suspicious of its birth.

About this piece

Faulkland expresses his inner turmoil regarding his feelings for Julia, grappling with the complexities of love and the influence of societal expectations.

20s · longing · love · trust · doubt · relationships

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