Women's Monologues from Pericles, Prince of Tyre · Shakespeare's Monologues

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     Pericles, Prince of Tyre

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Pericles, Prince of Tyre  · IV vi 113  · Verse
Marina
Do anything but this thou doest

Do any thing but this thou doest. Empty
OLD receptacles, or common shores, of filth;
Serve by indenture to the common hangman:
Any of these ways are yet better than this;
For what thou professest, a baboon, could he speak,
Would own a name too dear. O, that the gods
Would safely deliver me from this place!
Here, here's gold for thee.
If that thy master would gain by thee,
Proclaim that I can sing, weave, sew, and dance,
With other virtues, which I'll keep from boast:
And I will undertake all these to teach.
I doubt not but this populous city will
Yield many scholars.   Click for a double-spaced PDF of this monologue
Pericles, Prince of Tyre  · V i 99  · Verse
Marina
I am a maid, My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes

I am a maid,
My lord, that ne'er before invited eyes,
But have been gazed on like a comet: she speaks,
My lord, that, may be, hath endured a grief
Might equal yours, if both were justly weigh'd.
Though wayward fortune did malign my state,
My derivation was from ancestors
Who stood equivalent with mighty kings:
But time hath rooted out my parentage,
And to the world and awkward casualties
Bound me in servitude.
[Aside]
I will desist;
But there is something glows upon my cheek,
And whispers in mine ear, 'Go not till he speak.'   Click for a double-spaced PDF of this monologue
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