Monologue

Antony Monologue from All for Love

From All for Love by John Dryden

male · romantic · 1:04 min

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Thou join'st us well, my love! Suppose me come from the Phlegraean plains, Where gasping giants lay, cleft by my sword, And mountain-tops paired off each other blow, To bury those I slew. Receive me, goddess! Let Caesar spread his subtle nets; like Vulcan, In thy embraces I would be beheld By heaven and earth at once; And make their envy what they meant their sport Let those, who took us, blush; I would love on, With awful state, regardless of their frowns, As their superior gods. There's no satiety of love in thee: Enjoyed, thou still art new; perpetual spring Is in thy arms; the ripened fruit but falls, And blossoms rise to fill its empty place; And I grow rich by giving.

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Antony expresses his deep love and longing for his partner while reflecting on his past victories and the envy of those around him, seeking to elevate their relationship above the judgments of others.

30s · longing · love · power · envy · identity

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