Monologue

Ross Monologue from Macbeth

From Macbeth by William Shakespeare

male · contemplative · 1:12 min

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My dearest coz, I pray you, school yourself: but, for your husband, He is noble, wise, judicious, and best knows The fits o’ th’ season. I dare not speak much further: But cruel are the times, when we are traitors, And do not know ourselves; when we hold rumour From what we fear, yet know not what we fear, But float upon a wild and violent sea Each way and move—I take my leave of you: Shall not be long but I’ll be here again. Things at the worst will cease, or else climb upward To what they were before.—My pretty cousin, Blessing upon you! (LADY MACDUFF: Father’d he is, and yet he’s fatherless.) I am so much a fool, should I stay longer, It would be my disgrace and your discomfort: I take my leave at once. (Exit.)

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Ross speaks to a cousin about the turbulent times they are living in, expressing concern for her husband and the uncertainty of their situation.

30s · anticipation · betrayal · identity · family · power

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