Monologue

Sir Wilfull Witwoud Monologue from The Way of the World

From The Way of the World by William Congreve

male · comedic · 1:09 min

Right, lady; I am Sir Wilfull Witwoud, so I write myself; no offence to anybody, I hope? and nephew to the Lady Wishfort of this mansion. (MRS. MAR: Don’t you know this gentleman, sir?) Hum! What, sure ’tis not—yea by’r lady but ’tis—’sheart, I know not whether ’tis or no. Yea, but ’tis, by the Wrekin. Brother Antony! What, Tony, i’faith! What, dost thou not know me? By’r lady, nor I thee, thou art so becravated and so beperiwigged. ’Sheart, why dost not speak? Art thou o’erjoyed? (WIT: Odso, brother, is it you? Your servant, brother.) Your servant? Why, yours, sir. Your servant again—’sheart, and your friend and servant to that—and a— (puff) and a flap-dragon for your service, sir, and a hare’s foot and a hare’s scut for your service, sir, an you be so cold and so courtly!

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