Monologue

Maria Monologue from A Florentine Tragedy; La Sainte Courtisane

From A Florentine Tragedy; La Sainte Courtisane by Oscar Wilde

female · dramatic · 1:04 min

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I, I said my mistress never Looked at the gold, never opened the purse, Never counted a coin. But asked again What she had asked before, ‘How young you looked? How handsome your lordship looked? What doublet Your majesty had on? What chains, what hose Upon your revered legs?’ And curtseyed I,... (BIANCA: What said he?) Curtseyed I, and he replied, ‘Has she a lover then beside that old Soured husband or is it him she loves, my God! Is it him?’ (BIANCA: Well?) Curtseyed I low and said ‘Not him, my lord, nor you, nor no man else. Thou art rich, my lord, and honoured, my lord, and she Though not so rich is honoured...’

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20s · longing · love · betrayal · identity · power

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