Monologue

Silv Monologue from The Old Bachelor

From The Old Bachelor by William Congreve

28 sec

He’s going for a parson, girl, the forerunner of a midwife, some nine months hence. Well, I find dissembling to our sex is as natural as swimming to a negro; we may depend upon our skill to save us at a plunge, though till then, we never make the experiment. But how hast thou succeeded?

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