Monologue

Hipponax Monologue from The Harlequinade: An Excursion

From The Harlequinade: An Excursion by Dion Clayton Calthrop

male · philosophical · 1:39 min

So I was right! There is no ferryman; there are no gods. But yet, though I died of brain fever yesterday afternoon, here still, in some sense, am I. Which confirms the fact that I am an extraordinary man. In the last world I proved that there were no gods because, said I... it was very simple... I have never seen them. And in this world... if by any means I can get across that river... I'll prove in a second volume that there are none here either. [And now comes Mercury, who is as beautiful and as calm as the statue of him that rests--as if but for a moment--on its black plinth in the Naples Museum. If that statue could move like a faun, that is what Mercury should be; so it isn't easy to find an actor to play him. And his voice must be clear and sweet. Not loud. But his words mus like the telling of the hours--as befits a god. He stands there in his glory. But Hipponax still tugs at the bell and grumbles, for he sees nothing but empty air.

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