Кейіпкердің субьективті модальділік, тамсану
You came-oh, my beautiful love!-and you freed my soul from prison. You taught me what reality really is. To-night, for the first time in my life, I saw through the hallowness, the sham, the silliness of th ety pageant in which I had always played. To-night, for the first time, I became conscious that the Romeowas hideous, and old, and painted, that the moonlight in the orchard was false, that the scenery was vulgar, and that the words I had to speak were unreal, were not my words, were not what Iwanted to say. You had brought me something higher, something of which all art is but a reflection. You had made me understand what love really is. My love! My love! Prince Charming! Prince of life! I have grown sick of shadows. You are more to me than all art can ever be [100,73].
Кінәләу
“You have killed my love. You used to stir my imagination. Now you don’t even stir my curiosity. You simply produce no effect. I loved you because you were marvelous, because you had genoius and intellect, because you realized the dreams of great poets and gave shape and substance to the shadows of art. You have thrown it all away. You are stupid and shallow. My God! How mad I was to love you! What a fool I have been! You are nothing to me now. I will never see you again. I will never thik of you. I will never mention your name. You don’t know what you were to me, once. Why once… Oh, I can’t bear to think of it! I wish I had never laid eyes upon you! You have spoiled the romance of my life! How little you cn know of love, if you say that it mars your art! Without your art, you are nothing. I would have made you famous, splendid, and magnificent. The world would have worshipped you, and you would have borne my name. What are you now? A third-rate actress with a pretty face.” [100,74].
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