Monologue

Rosmer Monologue from Rosmersholm

From Rosmersholm by Henrik Ibsen

male · romantic · 1:13 min

Saw things truly when she believed I loved you, Rebecca. (Rebecca: Truly in THAT respect?) This is the question I have been wrestling with--whether we two have deluded ourselves the whole time, when we have been calling the tie between us merely friendship. (Rebecca: Do you mean, then, that the right name for it would have been--?) Love. Yes, dear, that is what I mean. Even while Beata was alive, it was you that I gave all my thoughts to. It was you alone I yearned for. It was with you that I experienced peaceful, joyful, passionless happiness. When we consider it rightly, Rebecca, our life together began like the sweet, mysterious love of two children for one another--free from desire or any thought of anything more. Did you not feel it in that way too? Tell me.

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30s · longing · love · identity · freedom

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