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       Oscar Wilde

      Complete Plays

      Vera, The Duchess of Padua, Lady Windermere's Fan, A Woman of No Importance, Salomé, An Ideal Husband, For Love of the King, The Decay of Lying…

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Table of Contents

       Vera

       The Duchess of Padua

       Lady Windermere’s Fan

       A Woman of No Importance

       Salomé

       Salome (English version)

       An Ideal Husband

       The Importance of Being Earnest

       La Sainte Courtisane

       A Florentine Tragedy

       For Love of the King

       The Decay of Lying (A Dialogue)

       The Critic as Artist (A Dialogue)

       The Plays

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      Vera

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       PERSONS IN THE PROLOGUE.

       PERSONS IN THE PLAY.

       PROLOGUE.

       ACT I.

       ACT II.

       ACT III.

       ACT IV.

      PERSONS IN THE PROLOGUE.

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      Peter Sabouroff (an Innkeeper).

       Vera Sabouroff (his Daughter).

       Michael (a Peasant).

       Colonel Kotemkin.

      Scene , Russia. Time, 1795.

PERSONS IN THE PLAY.

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      Ivan the Czar.

       Prince Paul Maraloffski (Prime Minister of Russia).

       Prince Petrovitch.

       Count Rouvaloff.

       Marquis de Poivrard.

       Baron Raff.

       General Kotemkin.

       A Page.

      Nihilists.

      Peter Tchernavitch , President of the Nihilists.

       Michael.

       Alexis Ivanacievitch, known as a Student of Medicine.

       Professor Marfa.

       Vera Sabouroff.

      Soldiers, Conspirators, &c.

      Scene, Moscow. Time, 1800.

      PROLOGUE

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      Scene. — A Russian Inn.

      Large door opening on snowy landscape at back of stage.

       Peter Sabouroff and Michael.

      Peter (warming his hands at a stove). Has Vera not come back yet, Michael?

      Mich. No, Father Peter, not yet; ‘tis a good three miles to the post office, and she has to milk the cows besides, and that dun one is a rare plaguey creature for a wench to handle.

      Peter. Why didn’t you go with her, you young fool? she’ll never love you unless you are always at her heels; women like to be bothered.

      Mich. She says I bother her too much already, Father Peter, and I fear she’ll never love me after all.

      Peter. Tut, tut, boy, why shouldn’t she? you’re young and wouldn’t be ill-favoured either, had God or thy mother given thee another face. Aren’t you one of Prince Maraloffski’s gamekeepers; and haven’t you got a good grass farm, and the best cow in the village? What more does a girl want?

      Mich. But Vera, Father Peter —

      Peter. Vera, my lad, has got too many ideas; I don’t think much of ideas myself; I’ve got on well enough in life without ‘em; why shouldn’t my children? There’s Dmitri! could have stayed here and kept the inn; many a young lad would have jumped at the offer in these hard times; but he, scatter-brained featherhead of a boy, must needs go off to Moscow to study the law! What does he want knowing about the law! let a man do his duty, say I, and no one will trouble him.

      Mich. Ay! but Father Peter, they say a good lawyer can break the law as often as he likes, and no one can say him nay.

      Peter. That is about all they are good for; and there he stays, and has not written a line to us for four months now — a good son that, eh?

      Mich. Come, come, Father Peter, Dmitri’s letters must have gone astray — perhaps the new postman can’t read; he looks stupid enough, and Dmitri, why, he was the best fellow in the village.