Monologue

Lodovico Monologue from The White Devil

From The White Devil by John Webster

male · dark · 46 sec

I 'll not tell you: And yet I care not greatly if I do; Marry, with this preparation. Holy father, I come not to you as an intelligencer, But as a penitent sinner: what I utter Is in confession merely; which, you know, Must never be reveal'd. (Mont: You have o'erta'en me.) Sir, I did love Brachiano's duchess dearly, Or rather I pursued her with hot lust, Though she ne'er knew on 't. She was poison'd; Upon my soul she was: for which I have sworn T' avenge her murder. (Mont: To the Duke of Florence?) To him I have.

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