Monologue

Lefroy Monologue from Tecumseh : a Drama

From Tecumseh : a Drama by Charles Mair

male · defiant · 1:08 min

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(Springing to his feet.) The poor! What care your rich thieves for the poor? Those graspers hate the poor, from whom they spring, More deeply than they hate this injured race. Much have they taken from it--let them now Take this prediction, with the red man's curse! The time will come when that dread power--the Poor-- Whom, in their greed and pride of wealth, they spurn-- Will rise on them, and tear them from their seats; Drag all their vulgar splendours down, and pluck Their shallow women from their lawless beds, Yea, seize their puling and unhealthy babes, And fling them as foul pavement to the streets. In all the dreaming of the Universe There is no darker vision of despairs! 1ST OFFICER. What man is that? 'Tis not an Indian.

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30s · anger · power · class struggle · revenge · identity

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