Monologue

Oswald Monologue from Ghosts: A Domestic Tragedy in Three Acts

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

male · anguished · 1:11 min

Yes, yes, I know that is so. When I am at home I know that is true. And that is one of the hardest parts of it to me. But now you know all about it; and now we won't talk anymore about it today. I can't stand thinking about it long at a time. (Walks across the room.) Let me have something to drink, mother! (Mrs. Alving: To drink? What do you want?) Oh, anything you like. I suppose you have got some punch in the house. (Mrs. Alving: Yes, but my dear Oswald--!) Don't tell me I mustn't, mother. Do be nice! I must have something to drown these gnawing thoughts. (Goes into the conservatory.) And how--how gloomy it is here! (MRS. ALVING rings the bell.) And this incessant rain. It may go on week after week--a whole month. Never a ray of sunshine. I don't remember ever having seen the sunshine once when I have been at home.

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