Flamineo Monologue from The White Devil

From The White Devil by John Webster

male · dark · 43 sec

Now you are i' th' way on 't, follow 't hard. (Brach: Be thou at peace with me, let all the world Threaten the cannon.) Mark his penitence; Best natures do commit the grossest faults, When they 're given o'er to jealousy, as best wine, Dying, makes strongest vinegar. I 'll tell you: The sea 's more rough and raging than calm rivers, But not so sweet, nor wholesome. A quiet woman Is a still water under a great bridge; A man may shoot her safely. (Vit: O ye dissembling men!) We suck'd that, sister, From women's breasts, in our first infancy.

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