Monologue

Helms Monologue from Autumn Fires

From Autumn Fires by Gustav Wied

male · anguished · 1:05 min

You have made my dead wife a strumpet and my dead daughter a bastard. And you have robbed me in my old age of a grandson... all I have in the world. When men are young they see red and kill for that sort of thing... yes... they kill.... But when you are old it's different.... I can't even be very angry with you, Krakau.... Isn't it queer?... It's all so far back... in the past... impersonal... and blurred like a half-remembered dream.

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