Male Acting Monologues
Monologue 1 Preacher:
Think no longer that you are in command here,
But rather think now, when you were,
You served your own destruction.
Welcome my brothers and sisters.
I take as my text this evening the Book of Oedipus.
Oedipus! Damned in his birth, in his marriage damned,
Damned in the blood he shed with his own hand!
Oedipus! So pitifully ensnared in the net of his own destiny
Net of incest, mingling wives, sisters, mothers,
With fathers, sons, brothers.
Monologue 2 Preacher:
I would blot out from my mind what happened next!
For they say this king ripped from her gown the golden brooches
That were her ornaments, and raised them, and plunged them down
Straight into his own eyeballs, crying, “No more,
No more shall you look on the misery about me,
The horrors of my own doing! Too long you have known
The faces of those whom I should have never seen,
Too long been blind to those for whom I was searching!
From this hour, go in darkness!”
Monologue 3 Deacon Creon:
I can see my arrival
Has been a cause of fear to you.
Don’t be afraid and don’t be hostile!
I’m an old man; I don’t want hostilities
I come for this man here.
I’m sent to bring him. I’m the emissary.
It is ordered and it fell to me
Because I am his relative
Poor Oedipus. Come home.
Your people summon you. Come home.
I grieve for your unhappiness.
I see you ravaged. A stranger everywhere,
Never at rest, leading a beggar’s life,
With only a girl to help you.
Does this not shame our people!
In the name of you father’s Gods.
Bury this thing now
Agree to go back to your city