Monologue

Leonato Monologue from Much Ado About Nothing

From Much Ado About Nothing by William Shakespeare

male · anguished · 54 sec

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I cannot bid you bid my daughter live; That were impossible; but, I pray you both, Possess the people in Messina here How innocent she died; and if your love Can labour aught in sad invention, Hang her an epitaph upon her tomb, And sing it to her bones: sing it tonight. Tomorrow morning come you to my house, And since you could not be my son-in-law, Be yet my nephew. My brother hath a daughter, Almost the copy of my child that’s dead, And she alone is heir to both of us: Give her the right you should have given her cousin, And so dies my revenge.

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Leonato mourns the death of his daughter and implores others to honor her memory while seeking a way to channel his grief into familial connection and revenge.

40s · sadness · death · family · revenge · love

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