Parolles Monologue from All's Well That Ends Well

From All's Well That Ends Well by William Shakespeare

male · sarcastic · 1:10 min

Poor rogues, I pray you say. (FIRST SOLDIER: Well, that’s set down.) I humbly thank you, sir; a truth’s a truth, the rogues are marvellous poor. (FIRST SOLDIER: ‘Demand of him of what strength they are a-foot.’ What say you to that?) By my troth, sir, if I were to live this present hour, I will tell true. Let me see: Spurio, a hundred and fifty, Sebastian, so many; Corambus, so many; Jaques, so many; Guiltian, Cosmo, Lodowick, and Gratii, two hundred fifty each; mine own company, Chitopher, Vaumond, Bentii, two hundred fifty each: so that the muster-file, rotten and sound, upon my life, amounts not to fifteen thousand poll; half of the which dare not shake the snow from off their cassocks lest they shake themselves to pieces.

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