Monologue

Olivia Monologue from Twelfth Night

From Twelfth Night by William Shakespeare

female · defiant · 32 sec

Run after that same peevish messenger The County’s man: he left this ring behind him, Would I or not; tell him, I’ll none of it. Desire him not to flatter with his lord, Nor hold him up with hopes; I am not for him. If that the youth will come this way tomorrow, I’ll give him reasons for’t. Hie thee, Malvolio.

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