Analysis Of Monologue: All Quiet On The Western Front

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Monologue I 'm called an outlaw. There 's a price on my head. I know that if I am captured, they will hang me. But this doesn 't frighten me anymore. For a long time I lived in poverty and fear. Poverty like all the other peasants and farmers - always living on the edge of starvation, watching as my children would go to bed hungry, feeling sad for them, feeling helpless to change this situation. And I always fearful that if I rebelled against the authorities I will be punished. All I saw was that the Sheriff of Nottingham and that handful of landowners with their soldiers live good lives while I and all the villagers and farmers suffered. It was so unfair. They own the land and we have to pay them - not only high rent but heavy taxes,