Monologue

Queen Monologue from Richard II

From Richard II by William Shakespeare

female · melancholic · 31 sec

And I could sing, would weeping do me good, And never borrow any tear of thee. But stay, here come the gardeners. Let’s step into the shadow of these trees. My wretchedness unto a row of pins, They will talk of state, for everyone doth so Against a change; woe is forerun with woe. Enter a Gardener and two Servants.

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