Monologue

Lady Windermere Monologue from Lady Windermere's Fan

From Lady Windermere's Fan by Oscar Wilde

female · anguished · 56 sec

I think that you spend your money strangely. That is all. Oh, don’t imagine I mind about the money. As far as I am concerned, you may squander everything we have. But what I _do_ mind is that you who have loved me, you who have taught me to love you, should pass from the love that is given to the love that is bought. Oh, it’s horrible! And it is I who feel degraded! _you_ don’t feel anything. I feel stained, utterly stained. You can’t realise how hideous the last six months seems to me now—every kiss you have given me is tainted in my memory.

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