Parolles Monologue from All's Well That Ends Well

From All's Well That Ends Well by William Shakespeare

male · romantic · 1:06 min

A good knave, i’ faith, and well fed. Madam, my lord will go away tonight; A very serious business calls on him. The great prerogative and right of love, Which, as your due, time claims, he does acknowledge; But puts it off to a compell’d restraint; Whose want, and whose delay, is strew’d with sweets; Which they distil now in the curbed time, To make the coming hour o’erflow with joy And pleasure drown the brim. (HELENA: What’s his will else?) That you will take your instant leave o’ the king, And make this haste as your own good proceeding, Strengthen’d with what apology you think May make it probable need. (HELENA: What more commands he?) That, having this obtain’d, you presently Attend his further pleasure.

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