Monologues from the comedy “Woe from Wit” (Griboyedov A.S.)
Chatsky’s first meeting with Sofia from the comedy “Woe from Wit” (Griboedov A.S.)
Alexander Andreevich Chatsky returned after a three-year trip to Moscow. Before his departure, he and Sofia (Famusov’s daughter) loved each other. Chatsky comes to Sofia and receives a cold reception. Later it turns out that Sofia, during Chatsky’s absence, fell in love with her father’s young secretary, Molchalin (act 1, scene 7).
Conversation between Chatsky and Famusov about life from the comedy “Woe from Wit” (Griboyedov A.S.)
Alexander Andreevich Chatsky returned after a three-year trip to Moscow and visited the house of Pavel Afanasyevich Famusov. Chatsky and Famusov’s daughter Sofia, before his departure, loved each other. The first detailed conversation between Chatsky and Famusov took place after Chatsky, having settled in Moscow, arrived to talk in detail about himself and find out about Sofia. Famusov did not like Chatsky’s views on life and society (act 2, phenomenon 2).
Colonel Skalozub’s first visit to Famusov’s house from the comedy “Woe from Wit” (Griboyedov A.S.)
Colonel Skalozub Sergei Sergeevich visited the house of official Pavel Afanasyevich Famusov (act 2, phenomena 5 and 6). Famusov secretly hopes to marry his daughter Sofia to a colonel who has prospects of becoming a general. First, three are present at the meeting: Famusov Pavel Afanasyevich, Colonel Skalozub Sergey Sergeevich, Chatsky Alexander Andreevich.
During the meeting, Famusov talks about his views on life, about human virtues, which he values, and condemns the younger generation. Chatsky, after listening to the official, expressed his indignation at his views (“Who are the judges?”). According to Chatsky, Famusov’s values are false and harmful. After listening to Chatsky’s opinion, Famusov leaves. Skalozub, left alone with Chatsky, supports his views.
Famusov’s views on life and society from the comedy “Woe from Wit” (Griboedov A.S.)
Colonel Sergei Sergeevich Skalozub came to visit Pavel Afanasyevich Famusov’s house. Famusov expresses his views to him in the presence of Alexander Andreevich Chatsky (act 2, phenomenon 5).
Conversation between Chatsky and Molchalin from the comedy “Woe from Wit” (Griboyedov A.S.)
Molchalin Alexey Stepanovich (Famusov’s secretary) tells Chatsky Alexander Andreevich about his views on life and career. Chatsky openly mocks Molchalin (act 3, scene 3).
About how the rumor spread that Chatsky had gone crazy (in the comedy “Woe from Wit”, Griboedova A.S.)
Chatsky Alexander Andreevich returned to Moscow after a three-year journey. He doesn't like the local nobility and openly criticizes the established order. Many are dissatisfied with his views and, at the instigation of Chatsky’s former lover, Sofia (daughter of the official Famusov), a rumor spread that Chatsky had gone crazy (act 3, phenomena 14 - 22).
Sofia revealed Molchalin’s deception (in the comedy “Woe from Wit”, A.S. Griboedova)
Molchalin Alexey Stepanovich, Famusov's secretary, pretended to love Sofia (Famusov's daughter). He himself tried to hit on a pretty maid in his boss’s house, Lisa. Sofia overheard Molchalin's conversation with Lisa (act 4, phenomenon 12).
Chatsky’s last conversation with Sofia and Famusov (in the comedy “Woe from Wit”, A.S. Griboedova)
Sofia (Famusov’s daughter) and Chatsky Alexander Andreevich were discussing their relationship when Pavel Afanasyevich Famusov burst into the room. Famusov, believing that his daughter and Chatsky were secret lovers, attacked them with abuse. Chatsky, tired of the baseness and meanness of the people around him, decided to leave Moscow (act 4, scene 14).
Famusov's monologue Woe from Wit, text
Famusov's monologues:
1) Parsley, you’re always wearing new clothes, With a torn elbow. Get out the calendar; Read not like a sexton, but with feeling, with sense, with order. Just wait. - On a piece of paper, write on a note, Against the next week: To Praskovya Fedorovna’s house On Tuesday, I’m invited to go trout fishing. How wonderful the light has been created! Philosophize, your mind will spin; Either you take care, then it’s lunch: You eat for three hours, but in three days it won’t be cooked! Mark that same day... No, no. On Thursday I am invited to the funeral. Oh, the human race! It has fallen into oblivion, That everyone must climb there himself, Into that little chest, where you can neither stand nor sit. But whoever intends to leave a memory of himself with a commendable life, here is an example: The deceased was a respectable chamberlain, With a key, and he knew how to deliver the key to his son; Rich, and married to a rich woman; Married children, grandchildren; Died; everyone remembers him sadly. Kuzma Petrovich! Peace be upon him! – What kind of aces live and die in Moscow! - Write: on Thursday, one thing after another, or maybe on Friday, or maybe on Saturday, I have to baptize at the widow's, at the doctor's. She didn’t give birth, but according to my calculations: she should give birth...
2) That's it, you are all proud! Would you ask what the fathers did? We would learn by looking at our elders: We, for example, or the deceased uncle, Maxim Petrovich: he didn’t eat silver, he ate gold; one hundred people at your service; All in orders; He always rode in a train: A century at court, and at what a court! Then it was not like now, I served Catherine under the empress. And in those days everyone is important! at forty poods... Take a bow - they won’t nod at stupid people. A nobleman in the case - even more so; Not like anyone else, and he drank and ate differently. And uncle! what is your prince? what's the count? Serious look, arrogant disposition. When it was necessary to oblige, And he bent over: On the kurtag he happened to step on his feet; He fell so hard that he almost hit the back of his head; The old man groaned, his voice hoarse; He was granted the highest smile; They deigned to laugh; what about him? He stood up, recovered, wanted to bow, suddenly fell in a row - on purpose, and the laughter was louder, he did the same for the third time. A? what do you think? in our opinion, he is smart. He fell painfully, but got up well. But it happened that who was invited to whist more often? Who hears a friendly word at court? Maxim Petrovich! Who knew honor before everyone? Maxim Petrovich! Joke! Who promotes you to ranks and gives pensions? Maxim Petrovich. Yes! You, the current ones, come on!
3) Taste, father, excellent manner; There are laws for everything: For example, we have had it since ancient times that there is honor between father and son; Be bad, but if there are two thousand family souls, He will be the groom. The other one, at least be quicker, puffed up with all sorts of arrogance, Let him be known as a wise man, But he won’t be included in the family. Don't look at us. After all, only here they also value the nobility. Is this the same thing? take some bread and salt: Whoever wants to come to us is welcome; The door is unlocked for those invited and uninvited, Especially those from abroad; Whether an honest person or not, it’s all the same for us, dinner is ready for everyone.
Take it from head to toe, All Moscow people have a special imprint. Please look at our youth, at the young men - sons and grandsons; We scold them, and if you figure it out, at the age of fifteen they will teach teachers! What about our old people? - How they will be taken with enthusiasm, They will judge about deeds, that the word is a sentence, - After all, the pillars are all, they don’t blow anyone’s lips; And sometimes they talk about the government like this: What if someone overheard them... trouble! It’s not that new things were introduced - never, God save us! No. And they will find fault with this, with that, and more often with nothing, They will argue, make noise, and... disperse. Retired direct chancellors - according to the mind! I'll tell you, the time has not come to know, but that without them the matter will not get done. - And the ladies? - anyone, try to master it; Judges of everything, everywhere, there are no judges above them; Behind the cards, when they rise up in a general rebellion, God grant patience, - after all, I myself was married.
Order the command in front of the front! Be present, send them to the Senate! Irina Vlasevna! Lukerya Aleksevna! Tatyana Yuryevna! Pulcheria Andrevna! And whoever saw his daughters, hang his head... His Majesty the King of Prussia was here; He marveled not at the Moscow girls, but at their good behavior, and not at their faces; And indeed, is it possible to be more educated! They know how to dress themselves up with taffeta, marigold and haze, they won’t say a word in simplicity, everything is done with a grimace; They sing French romances to you And the upper notes are played out, They cling to the military people, But because they are patriots. I will say decisively: there is hardly another capital like Moscow.
Famusov's monologue from the comedy Woe from Wit
Famusov's monologues:
1) Parsley, you’re always wearing new clothes, With a torn elbow. Get out the calendar; Read not like a sexton, but with feeling, with sense, with order. Just wait. - On a piece of paper, write on a note, Against the next week: To Praskovya Fedorovna’s house On Tuesday, I’m invited to go trout fishing. How wonderful the light has been created! Philosophize, your mind will spin; Either you take care, then it’s lunch: You eat for three hours, but in three days it won’t be cooked! Mark that same day... No, no. On Thursday I am invited to the funeral. Oh, the human race! It has fallen into oblivion, That everyone must climb there himself, Into that little chest, where you can neither stand nor sit. But whoever intends to leave a memory of himself with a commendable life, here is an example: The deceased was a respectable chamberlain, With a key, and he knew how to deliver the key to his son; Rich, and married to a rich woman; Married children, grandchildren; Died; everyone remembers him sadly. Kuzma Petrovich! Peace be upon him! – What kind of aces live and die in Moscow! - Write: on Thursday, one thing after another, or maybe on Friday, or maybe on Saturday, I have to baptize at the widow's, at the doctor's. She didn’t give birth, but according to my calculations: she should give birth...
2) That's it, you are all proud! Would you ask what the fathers did? We would learn by looking at our elders: We, for example, or the deceased uncle, Maxim Petrovich: he didn’t eat silver, he ate gold; one hundred people at your service; All in orders; He always rode in a train: A century at court, and at what a court! Then it was not like now, I served Catherine under the empress. And in those days everyone is important! at forty poods... Take a bow - they won’t nod at stupid people. A nobleman in the case - even more so; Not like anyone else, and he drank and ate differently. And uncle! what is your prince? what's the count? Serious look, arrogant disposition. When it was necessary to oblige, And he bent over: On the kurtag [3] he happened to step on his feet; He fell so hard that he almost hit the back of his head; The old man groaned, his voice hoarse; He was granted the highest smile; They deigned to laugh; what about him? He stood up, recovered, wanted to bow, suddenly fell in a row - on purpose, and the laughter was louder, he did the same for the third time. A? what do you think? in our opinion, he is smart. He fell painfully, but got up well. But it happened that who was invited to whist more often? Who hears a friendly word at court? Maxim Petrovich! Who knew honor before everyone? Maxim Petrovich! Joke! Who promotes you to ranks and gives pensions? Maxim Petrovich. Yes! You, the current ones, come on!
3) Taste, father, excellent manner; There are laws for everything: For example, we have had it since ancient times that there is honor between father and son; Be bad, but if there are two thousand family souls, He will be the groom. The other one, at least be quicker, puffed up with all sorts of arrogance, Let him be known as a wise man, But he won’t be included in the family. Don't look at us. After all, only here they also value the nobility. Is this the same thing? take some bread and salt: Whoever wants to come to us is welcome; The door is unlocked for those invited and uninvited, Especially those from abroad; Whether an honest person or not, it’s all the same for us, dinner is ready for everyone.
Take it from head to toe, All Moscow people have a special imprint. Please look at our youth, at the young men - sons and grandsons; We scold them, and if you figure it out, at the age of fifteen they will teach teachers! What about our old people? - How they will be taken with enthusiasm, They will judge about deeds, that the word is a sentence, - After all, the pillars are all, they don’t blow anyone’s lips; And sometimes they talk about the government like this: What if someone overheard them... trouble! It’s not that new things were introduced - never, God save us! No. And they will find fault with this, with that, and more often with nothing, They will argue, make noise, and... disperse. Retired direct chancellors - according to the mind! I'll tell you, the time has not come to know, but that without them the matter will not get done. - And the ladies? - anyone, try to master it; Judges of everything, everywhere, there are no judges above them; Behind the cards, when they rise up in a general rebellion, God grant patience, - after all, I myself was married.
Order the command in front of the front! Be present, send them to the Senate! Irina Vlasevna! Lukerya Aleksevna! Tatyana Yuryevna! Pulcheria Andrevna! And whoever saw his daughters, hang his head... His Majesty the King of Prussia was here; He marveled not at the Moscow girls, but at their good behavior, and not at their faces; And indeed, is it possible to be more educated! They know how to dress themselves up with taffeta, marigold and haze, they won’t say a word in simplicity, everything is done with a grimace; They sing French romances to you And the upper notes are played out, They cling to the military people, But because they are patriots. I will say decisively: there is hardly another capital like Moscow.
Famusov's monologue to teach from Woe from Wit
Chatsky's monologue
Parsley, you are always wearing new clothes, With a torn elbow. Get out the calendar; Read not like a sexton, * But with feeling, with sense, with arrangement. Just wait. - On a piece of paper, write on a note, Against the next week: To Praskovya Fedorovna's house On Tuesday I am invited to go trout. How wonderful the light has been created! Philosophize - your mind will spin; First you take care, then it’s lunch: You eat for three hours, but in three days it won’t be cooked! Mark that same day... No, no. On Thursday I am invited to the funeral. Oh, the human race! It has fallen into oblivion, That everyone must climb there himself, Into that little chest, where you can neither stand nor sit. But whoever intends to leave a memory of himself with a commendable life, here is an example: The deceased was a respectable chamberlain, With a key, and he knew how to deliver the key to his son; Rich, and married to a rich woman; Married children, grandchildren; Died; everyone remembers him sadly. Kuzma Petrovich! Peace be upon him! – What kind of aces live and die in Moscow! - Write: on Thursday, one thing after another, or maybe on Friday, or maybe on Saturday, I have to baptize at the widow's, at the doctor's. She didn’t give birth, but according to calculations, in my opinion: she should give birth...
Famusov's monologue
That's it, you are all proud! Would you ask what the fathers did? We would learn from our elders by looking: We, for example, or the deceased uncle, Maxim Petrovich: he didn’t eat silver, he ate gold; one hundred people at your service; All in orders; I was always traveling in a train; * A century at court, and at what court! Then it was not like now, I served Catherine under the empress. And in those days everyone is important! at forty poods... Take a bow - we’re getting dumber * they won’t nod. The nobleman in the case of * - all the more so, Not like the other, and drank and ate differently. And uncle! what is your prince? what's the count? Serious look, arrogant disposition. When it is necessary to serve, And he bent over: On the kurtag * he happened to step on his feet; He fell so hard that he almost hit the back of his head; The old man groaned, his voice hoarse; He was granted the highest smile; They deigned to laugh; what about him? He stood up, straightened up, wanted to bow, Suddenly a row fell - on purpose, And the laughter was even louder, and the third time it was the same. A? what do you think? in our opinion, he is smart. He fell painfully, but got up well. But it happened that in whist * who is invited more often? Who hears a friendly word at court? Maxim Petrovich! Who knew honor before everyone? Maxim Petrovich! Joke! Who promotes you to ranks and gives pensions? Maxim Petrovich. Yes! You current people are nootka!
Chatsky's monologue
Who are the judges? - For the antiquity of years, their enmity is irreconcilable towards a free life, Judgments are drawn from forgotten newspapers from the times of the Ochakovskys and the conquest of the Crimea; Always ready for battle, they all sing the same song, not noticing about themselves: The older, the worse. Where, show us, are the fathers of the fatherland, * Whom we should take as models? Aren't these the ones who are rich in robbery? They found protection from court in friends, in kinship, Magnificently building chambers, Where they spill out in feasts and extravagance, And where foreign clients will not resurrect * The meanest traits of a past life. And who in Moscow hasn’t had their mouths clamped at lunches, dinners and dances? Isn’t it the one to whom I was taken from the shrouds, For some incomprehensible plans, You took the Child to bow? That Nestor * of noble scoundrels, surrounded by a crowd of servants; Zealous, they saved his honor and life more than once during the hours of wine and fights: suddenly he traded three greyhounds for them!!! Or that one over there, who, for the sake of an undertaking, drove many wagons to the serf ballet from the mothers and fathers of rejected children?! Myself immersed in mind in Zephyrs and Cupids, Made all of Moscow marvel at their beauty! But the debtors * did not agree to a deferment: Cupids and Zephyrs are all Sold out one by one!!! These are the ones who lived to see their gray hairs! This is who we should respect in the wilderness! Here are our strict connoisseurs and judges! Now let one of us, Of the young people, be found - an enemy of quest, Without demanding either a place or promotion to rank, He will focus his mind on science, hungry for knowledge; Or in his soul God himself will arouse a fervor for creative, lofty and beautiful arts - They immediately: robbery! fire! And he will be known among them as a dreamer! dangerous!! - Uniform! one uniform! in their former life, he once covered, embroidered and beautiful, Their weakness, the poverty of reason; And we follow them on a happy journey! And in wives and daughters there is the same passion for the uniform! How long ago did I renounce tenderness towards him?! Now I can’t fall into this childishness; But who wouldn’t follow everyone then? When the guards and others from the court came here for a while, the women shouted: hurray! And they threw caps into the air!
