Monologue

Young Clifford Monologue from Henry VI

From Henry VI by William Shakespeare

male · defiant · 27 sec

But that my heart’s on future mischief set, I would speak blasphemy ere bid you fly; But fly you must; uncurable discomfit Reigns in the hearts of all our present parts. Away, for your relief! And we will live To see their day and them our fortune give. Away, my lord, away!

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