Monologue

Paulina Monologue from The Winter's Tale

From The Winter's Tale by William Shakespeare

female · dramatic · 57 sec

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It is yours; And, might we lay th’ old proverb to your charge, So like you ’tis the worse. Behold, my lords, Although the print be little, the whole matter And copy of the father: eye, nose, lip, The trick of ’s frown, his forehead; nay, the valley, The pretty dimples of his chin and cheek; his smiles; The very mould and frame of hand, nail, finger: And thou, good goddess Nature, which hast made it So like to him that got it, if thou hast The ordering of the mind too, ’mongst all colours No yellow in ’t, lest she suspect, as he does, Her children not her husband’s!

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Paulina presents a strong argument regarding the resemblance of a child to its father, invoking themes of trust and identity while expressing concern over potential jealousy.

30s · anticipation · family · identity · trust · jealousy

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