Flamineo Monologue from The White Devil

From The White Devil by John Webster

male · contemplative · 1:20 min

I have known a poor woman's bastard better favoured--this is behind him. Now, to his face--all comparisons were hateful. Wise was the courtly peacock, that, being a great minion, and being compared for beauty by some dottrels that stood by to the kingly eagle, said the eagle was a far fairer bird than herself, not in respect of her feathers, but in respect of her long talons: his will grow out in time. --My gracious lord. (Giov: I pray leave me, sir.) Your grace must be merry; 'tis I have cause to mourn; for wot you, what said the little boy that rode behind his father on horseback? (Giov: Why, what said he?) When you are dead, father, said he, I hope that I shall ride in the saddle. Oh, 'tis a brave thing for a man to sit by himself! he may stretch himself in the stirrups, look about, and see the whole compass of the hemisphere. You 're now, my lord, i' th' saddle.

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