Monologue

Horace Monologue from The Brass Bottle: A Farcical Fantastic Play in Four Acts

From The Brass Bottle: A Farcical Fantastic Play in Four Acts by F. Anstey

male · comedic · 52 sec

(Aghast.) Good Lord! Don't you go wasting white elephants on me! You take everything so literally! All I meant was that if these things were white elephants, instead of what they are, I couldn't be more embarrassed! Now do you see? (FAKRASH: Thou seemest to me to be despising riches beyond all price.) Exactly! Because they are beyond all price! Look at those sacks--bulging, simply bulging with diamonds and rubies and emeralds as big as ostrich eggs! Well, I can't wear 'em. They'd be too dressy! I can't sell 'em--no one could afford to buy a single one of 'em! And how am I to account for having them at all?

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