The Seagull
by Anton Chekhov
A has-been actress, her ambitious playwright son, a male writer, and an aspiring young actress struggle to realize their romantic and artistic aims.
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Act I
Act I
Part of the park on Sorin’s estate. Wide avenue leading away from the spectators into the depths of the park towards the lake is blocked up by a platform roughly put together for private theatricals, so that the lake is not visible. To right and left of the platform, bushes. A few chairs, a little table.
Recites from Hamlet.
“Oh, Hamlet, speak no more!
Thou turn’st mine eyes into my very soul;
And there I see such black and grained spots
As will not leave their tinct.”
From Hamlet.
And let me wring your heart, for so I shall,
If it be made of penetrable stuff.”
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