Monologue

Oswald Monologue from Ghosts: A Domestic Tragedy in Three Acts

From Ghosts: A Domestic Tragedy in Three Acts by Henrik Ibsen

male · contemplative · 54 sec

All right, I only wanted to try it, because I smoked it once when I was a child. (Mrs. Alving: You?) Yes; it was when I was quite a little chap. And I can remember going upstairs to father's room one evening when he was in very good spirits. (Mrs. Alving: Oh, you can't remember anything about those days.) Yes, I remember plainly that he took me on his knee and let me smoke his pipe. "Smoke, my boy," he said, "have a good smoke, boy!" And I smoked as hard as I could, until I felt I was turning quite pale and the perspiration was standing in great drops on my forehead. Then he laughed--such a hearty laugh.

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