Queen Monologue from Chastelard, a Tragedy

From Chastelard, a Tragedy by Algernon Charles Swinburne

female · anguished · 1:00 min

Nay, I would not be denied for shame; In brief, I pray you give me that again. (CHASTELARD: What, my reprieve?) Even so; deny me not, For your sake mainly: yea, by God you know How fain I were to die in your death's stead. For your name's sake. This were no need to swear. Lest we be mocked to death with a reprieve, And so both die, being shamed. What, shall I swear? What, if I kiss you? must I pluck it out? You do not love me: no, nor honor. Come I know you have it about you: give it me. (CHASTELARD: I cannot yield you such a thing again; Not as I had it.) A coward? what shift now? Do such men make such cravens?

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