Monologue

Rada Monologue from Rada: A Belgian Christmas Eve

From Rada: A Belgian Christmas Eve by Alfred Noyes

any · defiant · 1:01 min

Bull-dogs; and slow. But they are coming, And, where they hold, they never will let go. Though they may come too late for me and mine, You are on your trial now before the world. You never can escape it. They are coming, With justice and the unconquerable law! I warn you, though their speech is not my own, And I shall be but one of all the dead, Dead, with that child, in a forgotten grave-- I speak for them, and they will keep my word. Yes, if you harm that child... the British.... Ah! ((They advance towards her.)) I have one bullet for the child and five To share between you and myself.

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