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Perdita Monologue from The Winter's Tale

From The Winter's Tale by William Shakespeare

female · romantic · 27 sec

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No, like a bank for love to lie and play on; Not like a corse; or if, not to be buried, But quick, and in mine arms. Come, take your flowers. Methinks I play as I have seen them do In Whitsun pastorals. Sure this robe of mine Does change my disposition.

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