100 Great Monologues From the 19th Century!

[Dara]

Amphitryon-Heinrich Von Kleist by Martin GreenBerg (1807)

Alcmene: Vile creature!Odious Man!
You dare to call me so?Before my Husband's
awe-commanding countenance, I am
not sheilded from yuor mania?You MOnstor!
Far from hideous to me than bloated
shapes that squat in fens!What harm did I
do you that you should creep up on me under
cover of a night engendered out of Hell
and dribble your dsgusting venom on my wings?
What more than that I caught your eye, corrupted
creature, like glowworm, in the silence?
Oh, finally it's clear to me the mad
delusion under which I labored . What I
needed was the brightness of the sun by which to see
the difference between the cringing figure
of a vulgar peasant adn the heroic architecture
of these royal limbs, between the ox and stag.
A curse on senses that surrendered to so gross
a hoax, a breast that rang sa falsely to the touch,
a soul so little worth as not to know
its own true love!Without a sentry to mount guard
on my heart and keep it blamless,
I'll hide myself. I swear,
where nothing lives, on a mountain peak not even
visited by owls.Your odious
deceit's succeeded, go!My peace of soul
is snapped and broken now.


Alkemna eshte gruaja e Amfitrionit, komandant i ushtrise se Tebes. Ajo genjye nga Zeusi sikur te ishte burri i saj. Zeusi ka bere te mundur qe Amfitrioni te mbahet larg nga Alkemna, dhe kur ai rikthehet, kjo e fundit nuk e njef dhe i kerkon te largohet. (Fjalet e mesiperme)



P.S.
Meqenese me duhet ti shkruaj, do te sjell (do te mundohem) cdo dite nga nje monolog te ri. Nder te preferuarit eshte ai i Don Zhuanit.

[romeoOOO]

Ah sikur ti perktheje ne Shqip sa mire do ja beje! :D

[Dara]

Ah sa mire do te ishte. Do te me ndihmonte edhe mua me shqipen teper te varfer, por me mungon faktori kohe dhe elementi artistik. Te siguroj une qe nje perkthim nga une do ja humbiste vlerat krejtesisht monologut. ( Aq keq jam :) )

[Dara]

Money-Edward Bulwer-Lytton (1840)

Graves: Ay-read the newspaper!-They will tell you what this
world is made of. Daily calendars of rouguery and woe! Here, advertisments
from quacks, money lenders, cheap warehouses, and spotted boys with
two heads! So much for dupes and impostors! Turn to the other column-police
reports, bankruptcies, swindling, forgery, and a biographical sketch of the
snub-nosed man who murdered his own three little cherubs at Pentonville.
Do you fancy these but exceptions to the general virtue and health of the nation?
-Turn to the leading article!and your hair will stand at the end of the horrible
wickedness or melancholy idiotsm of that half of the population
who think differently from yourself. In my day I have seen already
eighteen crises, six annihilations of agriculture and commerce, four overthrows
of the Church and three last, final, awful, and irremediable destructions of the entire Constitution!
And that's a newspaper-a newspaper-a newspaper!


Graves, ehste nje i ve midis moshes 30-40. Ne monologun e mesiperm ai shpreh irritimin e tij ndaj gazetave dhe mos-pelqimin e tyre.

[Albioni]

Dara, e verteta eshte realiteti i hidhur me njerez te korruptuar qe e bejne jeten mizerje. Graves nuk ka pasur beef me any newspaper :) por shpreh mospajtimin e tij me nje shoqeri shke-rdhate. Keshtu Eduarti kaq thjeshte dhe bukur ka shprehur me monologun e tij ne shume raste se sa te pafuqishem jane engjejt ne kete jete.