Monologue

Svietlovidoff Monologue from Swan Song

From Swan Song by Anton Chekhov

male · contemplative · 1:01 min

But I am a man, I am still alive. Warm, red blood is tingling in my veins, the blood of noble ancestors. I am an aristocrat, Nikitushka; I served in the army, in the artillery, before I fell as low as this, and what a fine young chap I was! Handsome, daring, eager! Where has it all gone? What has become of those old days? There’s the pit that has swallowed them all! I remember it all now. Forty-five years of my life lie buried there, and what a life, Nikitushka! I can see it as clearly as I see your face: the ecstasy of youth, faith, passion, the love of women--women, Nikitushka!

About this piece

Svietlovidoff reflects on his past glory and the passage of time, grappling with the stark contrast between his former self and his current state.

60 and up · melancholy · identity · nostalgia · loss · aristocracy

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