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Ophelia Monologue from Hamlet

From Hamlet by William Shakespeare

female · anguished · 1:01 min

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He took me by the wrist and held me hard; Then goes he to the length of all his arm; And with his other hand thus o’er his brow, He falls to such perusal of my face As he would draw it. Long stay’d he so, At last,—a little shaking of mine arm, And thrice his head thus waving up and down, He rais’d a sigh so piteous and profound As it did seem to shatter all his bulk And end his being. That done, he lets me go, And with his head over his shoulder turn’d He seem’d to find his way without his eyes, For out o’ doors he went without their help, And to the last bended their light on me.

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Ophelia reflects on a deeply emotional encounter with Hamlet, revealing her confusion and sorrow over his behavior and the nature of their relationship.

teens · sadness · love · madness · isolation · identity

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