Monologue

Lady Windermere Monologue from Lady Windermere's Fan

From Lady Windermere's Fan by Oscar Wilde

female · anguished · 1:36 min

(Rising.) She is sure to tell him. I can fancy a person doing a wonderful act of self-sacrifice, doing it spontaneously, recklessly, nobly—and afterwards finding out that it costs too much. Why should she hesitate between her ruin and mine?... How strange! I would have publicly disgraced her in my own house. She accepts public disgrace in the house of another to save me.... There is a bitter irony in things, a bitter irony in the way we talk of good and bad women. ... Oh, what a lesson! and what a pity that in life we only get our lessons when they are of no use to us! For even if she doesn’t tell, I must. Oh! the shame of it, the shame of it. To tell it is to live through it all again. Actions are the first tragedy in life, words are the second. Words are perhaps the worst. Words are merciless.... Oh! (Starts as LORD WINDERMERE enters.) (LORD WINDERMERE: Margaret—how pale you look!) I slept very badly.

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Lady Windermere grapples with the emotional turmoil of potential public disgrace and the complexities of sacrifice and honor in her relationships.

30s · sadness · betrayal · shame · identity · irony

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