Monologue

York Monologue from Complete Works of William Shakespeare (Oxford 1911)/Volume 4/The Tragedy of King Richard the Second

From Complete Works of William Shakespeare (Oxford 1911)/Volume 4/The Tragedy of King Richard the Second by Oxford 1911

male · contemplative · 57 sec

:No; it is stopp'd with other flattering sounds, :As praises of his state: then there are fond, :Lascivious metres, to whose venom sound :The open ear of youth doth always listen: :Report of fashions in proud Italy, :Whose manners still our tardy apish nation :Limps after in base imitation. :Where doth the world thrust forth a vanity,— :So it be new there's no respect how vile,— :That is not quickly buzz'd into his ears? :Then all too late comes counsel to be heard, :Where will doth mutiny with wit's regard. :Direct not him whose way himself will choose: :'Tis breath thou lack'st, and that breath wilt thou lose.

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