Monologue

Armado Monologue from Love's Labour's Lost

From Love's Labour's Lost by William Shakespeare

male · comedic · 1:01 min

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A most fine figure! (MOTH: To prove you a cipher.) I will hereupon confess I am in love; and as it is base for a soldier to love, so am I in love with a base wench. If drawing my sword against the humour of affection would deliver me from the reprobate thought of it, I would take desire prisoner, and ransom him to any French courtier for a new-devised curtsy. I think scorn to sigh; methinks I should outswear Cupid. Comfort me, boy. What great men have been in love? (MOTH: Hercules, master.) Most sweet Hercules! More authority, dear boy, name more; and, sweet my child, let them be men of good repute and carriage.

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20s · longing · love · identity · humor · desire

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