Nurse Monologue from The Tragedy of Dido Queene of Carthage

From The Tragedy of Dido Queene of Carthage by Christopher Marlowe

female · melancholic · 1:17 min

I, so youle dwell with me and call me mother. (Cupid: So youle loue me, I care not if I doe.) That I might liue to see this boy a man, How pretilie he laughs, goe ye wagge, Youle be a twigger when you come to age. Say Dido what she will I am not old, Ile be no more a widowe, I am young, Ile haue a husband, or els a louer. (Cupid: A husband and no teeth!) O what meane I to haue such foolish thoughts! Foolish is loue, a toy, O sacred loue, If there be any heauen in earth, tis loue: Especially in women of your yeares. Blush blush for shame, why shouldst thou thinke of loue? A graue, and not a louer fits thy age: A graue, why? I may liue a hundred yeares, Fourescore is but a girles age, loue is sweete: My vaines are withered, and my sinewes drie, Why doe I thinke of loue now I should dye?

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