Monologue

Marina Monologue from Uncle Vanya

From Uncle Vanya by Anton Chekhov

female · melancholic · 45 sec

What's the matter, master? Does it hurt? My own legs are aching too, oh, so badly. You have had this illness such a long time. Sonia's dead mother used to stay awake with you too, and wear herself out for you. She loved you dearly. Old people want to be pitied as much as young ones, but nobody cares about them somehow. Come, master, let me give you some linden-tea and warm your poor feet for you. I shall pray to God for you.

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