Monologue

Paulina Monologue from The Winter's Tale

From The Winter's Tale by William Shakespeare

female · anguished · 31 sec

Not so hot, good sir; I come to bring him sleep. ’Tis such as you, That creep like shadows by him, and do sigh At each his needless heavings,—such as you Nourish the cause of his awaking. I Do come with words as med’cinal as true, Honest as either, to purge him of that humour That presses him from sleep.

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