Duke Monologue from Twelfth Night

From Twelfth Night by William Shakespeare

male · inspirational · 1:13 min

Be clamorous and leap all civil bounds, Rather than make unprofited return. (VIOLA: Say I do speak with her, my lord, what then?) O then unfold the passion of my love, Surprise her with discourse of my dear faith; It shall become thee well to act my woes; She will attend it better in thy youth, Than in a nuncio’s of more grave aspect. (VIOLA: I think not so, my lord.) Dear lad, believe it; For they shall yet belie thy happy years, That say thou art a man: Diana’s lip Is not more smooth and rubious; thy small pipe Is as the maiden’s organ, shrill and sound, And all is semblative a woman’s part. I know thy constellation is right apt For this affair. Some four or five attend him: All, if you will; for I myself am best When least in company. Prosper well in this, And thou shalt live as freely as thy lord, To call his fortunes thine.

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