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Hadda Padda Monologue from Hadda Pada

From Hadda Pada by Guðmundur Kamban

female · melancholic · 1:09 min

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Now I have made too great a virtue of my love. Some of my reserve was pride. Just think, you lived with us during your entire schooltime, and in the summer sister and I were by turns at your home. We grew up, you, handsome and manly, and a lord of pleasures; and you always seemed to be careful not to pay me greater attention than the other girls, especially at parties. That was why I drew back.--I was eighteen, you were twenty; you were graduated and went abroad. And poor, proud little Hadda Padda was left alone. (INGOLF: Poor proud little Hadda Padda.) Then when you came back the next spring, it was Kristrun's turn to go to the country. And since then, you have not been home during the summer.

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20s · sadness · love · isolation · identity · longing

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