Smirnov Monologue from The Boor

From The Boor by Anton Tchekoff

male · romantic · 1:11 min

My mind is not clear—I can't understand—servant—water! I have fallen in love like any young man. I love you! I love you as I have never loved before. Twelve women, I threw over, nine were untrue to me, but not one of them all have I loved as I love you. I am conquered, lost, I lie at your feet like a fool and beg for your hand. Shame and disgrace! For five years I haven't been in love, I thanked the Lord for it and now I am caught, like a carriage tongue in another carriage. I beg for your hand! Yes or no? Will you?—Good!

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