Monologue

Troilus Monologue from Troilus and Cressida

From Troilus and Cressida by William Shakespeare

male · defiant · 29 sec

Who should withhold me? Not fate, obedience, nor the hand of Mars Beckoning with fiery truncheon my retire; Not Priamus and Hecuba on knees, Their eyes o’er-galled with recourse of tears; Nor you, my brother, with your true sword drawn, Oppos’d to hinder me, should stop my way, But by my ruin. Re-enter Cassandra with Priam.

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