Lady Wishfort Monologue from The Way of the World

From The Way of the World by William Congreve

female · comedic · 1:11 min

A pox take you both.—Fetch me the cherry brandy then. (PEG: Madam, I was looking for a cup.) A cup, save thee, and what a cup hast thou brought! Dost thou take me for a fairy, to drink out of an acorn? Why didst thou not bring thy thimble? Hast thou ne’er a brass thimble clinking in thy pocket with a bit of nutmeg? I warrant thee. Come, fill, fill. So, again. See who that is. (One knocks.) Set down the bottle first. Here, here, under the table:—what, wouldst thou go with the bottle in thy hand like a tapster? As I’m a person, this wench has lived in an inn upon the road, before she came to me, like Maritornes the Asturian in Don Quixote. No Foible yet? (PEG: No, madam; Mrs. Marwood.) Oh, Marwood: let her come in. Come in, good Marwood.

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