Monologue

Constance Monologue from King John

From King John by William Shakespeare

female · defiant · 1:13 min

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War! war! no peace! Peace is to me a war. O Limoges, O Austria, thou dost shame That bloody spoil. Thou slave, thou wretch, thou coward! Thou little valiant, great in villainy! Thou ever strong upon the stronger side! Thou Fortune’s champion that dost never fight But when her humorous ladyship is by To teach thee safety! Thou art perjur’d too, And sooth’st up greatness. What a fool art thou, A ramping fool, to brag, and stamp, and swear Upon my party! Thou cold-blooded slave, Hast thou not spoke like thunder on my side? Been sworn my soldier, bidding me depend Upon thy stars, thy fortune, and thy strength? And dost thou now fall over to my foes? Thou wear a lion’s hide! Doff it for shame, And hang a calf’s-skin on those recreant limbs.

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Constance confronts Austria, expressing her fury over his betrayal and questioning his honor as a warrior, revealing her deep sense of betrayal and frustration.

30s · anger · betrayal · power · honor · revenge

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