Monologue

Din Monologue from The Little French Lawyer: A Comedy

From The Little French Lawyer: A Comedy by Francis Beaumont

male · defiant · 1:17 min

I will now hear her, see her as a woman, Survey her, and the power man has allow'd, Sir, As I would do the course of common things, Unmov'd, unstruck. (Cler: Hold there, and I forgive thee.) She is not fair, and that that makes her proud, Is not her own, our eyes bestow it on her, To touch and kiss her is no blessedness, A Sun-burnt Ethiops lip's as soft as her's. Goe bid her stick some other triumph up, And take into her favour some dull fool, That has no pretious time to lose, no friends, No honour, nor no life, like a bold Merchant, A bold and banquerupt man, I have ventur'd all these, And split my bottom: return this answer to her, I am awake again and see her mischiefs, And am not now, on every idle errand, And new coyn'd anger, to be hurried, And then despis'd again, I have forgot her.

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