Monologue

The Grand Duchess Monologue from Annajanska, the Bolshevik Empress

From Annajanska, the Bolshevik Empress by Bernard Shaw

female · defiant · 57 sec

Oh, you are incorrigible. You are mad, infatuated. You will not believe that we royal divinities are mere common flesh and blood even when we step down from our pedestals and tell you ourselves what a fool you are. I will argue no more with you: I will use my power. At a word from me your men will turn against you: already half of them do not salute you; and you dare not punish them: you have to pretend not to notice it. (STRAMMFEST: It is not for you to taunt me with that if it is so.) (haughtily). Taunt! I condescend to taunt! To taunt a common General! You forget yourself, sir. STRAMMFEST (dropping on his knee submissively). Now at last you speak like your royal self.

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