A little child! You have no idea... how real it was to me! It fell out of the skies upon me! The thought never left me. I heard its voice... its laughter; I saw its smile. It called to me all day, and it played with me in my dreams; I felt its little hands upon me... its lips upon my breast. And it's gone! (ETHEL: Your child!) And his! And think... think of the awfulness of it... it was hovering at the gates of life! It wanted to be! And I trembled... I suffered; at any moment I might have said the word, and it would have come. But I did not say the word... and it is gone. And now it will never come! Never... never! I have murdered the child! My child! (ETHEL: No, no, Oceana!) God! I can't understand it! What does it mean? Did it exist when I thought of it? Does it exist now? Who can tell me?

Oceana Monologue from The Naturewoman

Rehearse Oceana's monologue