Duchess Monologue from The Duchess of Malfi

From The Duchess of Malfi by John Webster

female · anguished · 54 sec

There is not between heaven and earth one wish I stay for after this. It wastes me more Than were 't my picture, fashion'd out of wax, Stuck with a magical needle, and then buried In some foul dunghill; and yon 's an excellent property For a tyrant, which I would account mercy. (BOSOLA: What 's that?) If they would bind me to that lifeless trunk, And let me freeze to death. (BOSOLA: Come, you must live.) That 's the greatest torture souls feel in hell, In hell, that they must live, and cannot die. Portia, (100) I 'll new kindle thy coals again, And revive the rare and almost dead example Of a loving wife.

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