Monologue

Florencio Monologue from A PlayBy Giuseppe GiacosaTranslated

From A PlayBy Giuseppe GiacosaTranslated by Theodora Marcone.

male · philosophical · 48 sec

"Dear Friend: Life is sad. Perhaps you ask the cause of my disillusionment. How is it that I have lost my faith in the future, in the future of our unfortunate land?" I remember that time. He was already ill. This letter was written after he had liver complaint and took a dark view of everything. Ah! What a pity that great men should be subject to such infirmities! Think of the intellect being made the slave of the liver! We are but dust. "The future of this unfortunate land...."

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