She Monologue from THE GAZING GLOBE

From THE GAZING GLOBE by EUGENE PILLOT

female · defiant · 1:03 min

If I could move about the way she can-- if I had feet-- dainty white feet which could twinkle and twirl-- I'd dance you so prettily you'd think me a sun butterfly-- if I could let down my hair and prove you it's longer than larch hair-- if I could raise my black brows or shrug my narrow shoulders, like a queen or a countess-- if I could turn my head, tilt my head, this way and that, like a swan-- ogle my eyes, like a peacock, till you'd marvel, they're green, nay, violet, nay, yellow, nay, gold-- if I could move, only move just the moment of an inch-- you would see what I could be! It's a change, it's a change, you men ask of women!

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