Jack Broughton Monologue from The Englishman from Paris

From The Englishman from Paris by Arthur Murphy

male · defiant · 57 sec

Jarnie! Ventribleu! Que la preste m'etouffe--never tell me Man--furies! Death and Rage! What! All my things siez'd upon at the Custom House. I shall make my address to the Comptroller of the Finances or the Fermiers Generaux--I'll commence a Procés Verbal--Florid, did you ever hear of such a thing? Monsieur Abbé ayez pitié de moi--my Embroideries, my Laces, my Silks, my Pompons for the Ladies, all siez'd by the unmannerly Brutes-- (Abbé: You call dis Liberty and Property, I tink in dis country.) Liberty and Property! Robbery and Arbitrary Powers to strip a Gentleman at this rate! But rot 'em, they have been making Piracies upon us for several Months past. (Abbé: Mais, ne vous derangez pas, Monsieur.) Non, mon cher Abbé Millamour--I'll not derange myself about it.

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