For my Elizabethan monologues I have found a monologue
from Macbeth
Act
2 Scene 1 Page 2(Macbeth freaks out over the murder he is going to do)
Is
this a dagger which I see before me,
The
handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
I
have thee not, and yet I see thee still.
Art
thou not, fatal vision, sensible
To
feeling as to sight? or art thou but
A
dagger of the mind, a false creation,
Proceeding
from the heat-oppressed brain?
I
see thee yet, in form as palpable
As
this which now I draw.
Thou
marshall'st me the way that I was going;
And
such an instrument I was to use.
Mine
eyes are made the fools o' the other senses,
Or
else worth all the rest; I see thee still,
And
on thy blade and dudgeon gouts of blood,
Which
was not so before. There's no such thing:
It
is the bloody business which informs
Thus
to mine eyes. Now o'er the one halfworld
Nature
seems dead, and wicked dreams abuse
The
curtain'd sleep; witchcraft celebrates
Pale
Hecate's offerings, and wither'd murder,
Alarum'd
by his sentinel, the wolf,
Whose
howl's his watch, thus with his stealthy pace.
With
Tarquin's ravishing strides, towards his design
Moves
like a ghost. Thou sure and firm-set earth,
Hear
not my steps, which way they walk, for fear
Thy
very stones prate of my whereabout,
And
take the present horror from the time,
Which
now suits with it. Whiles I threat, he lives:
Words
to the heat of deeds too cold breath gives.
[A
bell rings]
I
go, and it is done; the bell invites me.
Hear
it not, Duncan; for it is a knell
That
summons thee to heaven or to hell.
I like this monologue because in this
moment Macbeth is so terrified he is hallucinating so I feel like I could
really get creative as he is starting to lose it, I can add more emotion in the
monologue and just have fun with it. I also like it because it fits the criteria for both my schools, it is a Shakespeare monologue that is more than ten lines and shouldn't last longer than two minutes.
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