Monologue

Bastard Monologue from King John

From King John by William Shakespeare

male · anguished · 26 sec

Drawn in the flattering table of her eye! Hang’d in the frowning wrinkle of her brow, And quarter’d in her heart! He doth espy Himself love’s traitor. This is pity now, That, hang’d and drawn and quarter’d, there should be In such a love so vile a lout as he.

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