Tarrasch Monologue from Rada: A Belgian Christmas Eve

From Rada: A Belgian Christmas Eve by Alfred Noyes

male · philosophical · 1:02 min

This is war, this is! And you can't expect war to be all swans and shining armour. No--nor smart uniforms either. Look at the mud my friend and I have already annexed from Belgium. Brander, you know it's a most astonishing fact; but I have remarked it several times. Those women whose eyes glitter at the sight of a spiked helmet are the first to be astonished by the realities of war. They expect the dead to jump up and kiss them and tell them it is all a game, as soon as the battle is ended. No, no, my dear; it's only in war that one sees how small is one's personal happiness in comparison with greater things. Isn't it? ((He fills a glass and drinks. BRANDER lights a cigar.))

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