Monologue

Sir Paul Monologue from The Double Dealer

From The Double Dealer by William Congreve

male · melancholic · 1:00 min

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Why, I have, I thank heaven, a very plentiful fortune, a good estate in the country, some houses in town, and some money, a pretty tolerable personal estate; and it is a great grief to me, indeed it is, Mr. Careless, that I have not a son to inherit this. 'Tis true I have a daughter, and a fine dutiful child she is, though I say it, blessed be providence I may say; for indeed, Mr. Careless, I am mightily beholden to providence. A poor unworthy sinner. But if I had a son! Ah, that's my affliction, and my only affliction; indeed I cannot refrain tears when it comes in my mind. (Cries.)

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Sir Paul expresses his deep sorrow over not having a son to inherit his fortune, reflecting on his gratitude towards providence while lamenting his lack of a male heir.

40s · sadness · family · fate · identity · longing

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