Monologue

Paulina Monologue from The Winter's Tale

From The Winter's Tale by William Shakespeare

female · defiant · 29 sec

I pray you, do not push me; I’ll be gone. Look to your babe, my lord; ’tis yours: Jove send her A better guiding spirit! What needs these hands? You that are thus so tender o’er his follies, Will never do him good, not one of you. So, so. Farewell; we are gone.

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