Monologue

Queen Margaret Monologue from Richard III

From Richard III by William Shakespeare

female · anguished · 52 sec

Thou hadst a Clarence too, and Richard killed him. From forth the kennel of thy womb hath crept A hell-hound that doth hunt us all to death: That dog, that had his teeth before his eyes, To worry lambs and lap their gentle blood; That excellent grand tyrant of the earth, That reigns in galled eyes of weeping souls; That foul defacer of God’s handiwork Thy womb let loose to chase us to our graves. O upright, just, and true-disposing God, How do I thank thee that this carnal cur Preys on the issue of his mother’s body, And makes her pew-fellow with others’ moan!

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Queen Margaret confronts the consequences of her family's betrayal and the destructive legacy of Richard, expressing her deep anger and sorrow over the violence that has befallen her loved ones.

40s · anger · betrayal · death · power · family

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