Monologue

Sir Launcelot Monologue from Arthur

From Arthur by Laurence Binyon

male · anguished · 1:13 min

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Elaine, Deep in the heart of me, humbly and purely, I thank you for your love, for your sweet love; Sweet as a flower it is to my sore spirit. But I am one who, could I give such love As should be yours, the love that blesses both In the meeting lips of innocence, the love That’s honour, faith, truth--must be changed to what I am not. Did you know---- (ELAINE: I only know That if you will not love me, I must die.) Let the months pass, and you shall smile at this. Life’s yet for you in the young leaf, Elaine, You’ll love some other man, some better man. And whosoever it be, I give you both A dowry of my treasure and my lands To you and to your heirs, and I will be Your own knight till I die.

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30s · sadness · love · identity · honor · sacrifice

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