Monologue

Harlot Monologue from Master Olof: A Drama in Five Acts

From Master Olof: A Drama in Five Acts by August Strindberg

female · anguished · 1:03 min

If I tell you that the brutality of the crowd wouldn't hurt you half so much as my company, then perhaps you will forgive me for leaving-- (Christine: Who are you?) I am an outcast on whom has been fulfilled that curse which God hurled at woman after the fall of our first parents. Ask me no more, for if I told you more, your contempt would goad me to a self-defence that would be still more contemptible.--Here comes somebody who perhaps will be generous enough to escort you, if you promise to let him have your honor and virtue and eternal peace for his trouble--for that is probably the least he will accept for his protection at such a late hour as this! Please forgive me--it is not at you that I am railing. (Enter Windrank, intoxicated.)

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