by Anton Chekhov (1896)
Arkadina - Female, 35 to 50 yrs
Scene partner - Trigorin
Monologue - Dramatic, 1:00 to 2:00 min
Let them come! I am not ashamed of my love. My jewel! My despair! You want to do a foolish thing, but I don't want you to do it. I shan't let you do it! You are mine, you are mine! This forehead is mine, these eyes are mine, this silky hair is mine. All your being is mine. You are so clever, so wise, the first of all living writers; you are the only hope of your country. You are so fresh, so simple, so deeply humourous. You can bring out every feature of a man or of a landscape in a single line, and your characters live and breathe. Do you think that these words are but the incense of flattery? Do you think I am not speaking the truth? Come, look into my eyes; look deep; do you find lies there? No, you see that I alone know how to treasure you. I alone tell you the truth. Oh, my very dear, you will go with me? You will? You will not forsake me?