If the pilot had banked left instead of right, if the south had won the war in Vietnam, if the Russians hadnt beat us to the moon. They couldnt keep the game going any longer. I think nature is really going to help. Who sent me to it?Who hath the honour to advance VittoriaTo this incontinent college? We must never lose it or give it away. But I will not follow thesewhere my honor is concerned, the captivation of my feelings does not abate my courage. <> . Step into the streets without looking and the carriage merely stops or swerves; the only consequence an angry driver. You chose to murder my daughter. (Smiling) Oh, you got a murderous rage in you, and I like it. The Best Female Monologues From Plays To Memorize - Ranker Farewell! Um, these, uh A preoccupation with my own mortality. I perforce obeyThe powers that be. Do you know the campground is only twelve miles away from here? Now, by my life,Old fools are babes again; and must be usedWith cheques as flatteries,when they are seen abused.Remember what I tell you. It never was. I feel completely safe with you. Its that stage in development when a kid starts to trust her primary caretaker, to believe that he or she is there even if she cant see him. And I wouldnt blame you if you walked away right now. Maybe this is the universes punishment for me being a piece of sh*t my entire life. PIeasures, farewell, and all ye thriftless minutesWherein false joys have spun a weary life.To these my fortunes now I take my leave.Thou, precious Time, that swiftly ridst in postOver the world, to finish up the raceOf my last fate, here stay thy restless course,And hear to ages that are yet unbornA wretched, woeful womans tragedy.My conscience now stands up against my lustWith depositions charactered in guilt,And tells me I am lost: now I confessBeauty that clothes the outside of the faceIs cursd if it be not clothed with grace.Here like a turtle (mewed up in a cage)Unmated, I converse with air and walls,And descant on my vile unhappiness.O Giovanni, that hast had the spoilOf thine own virtues and my modest fame,Would thou hadst been less subject to those starsThat luckless reigned at my nativity:O would the scourge due to my black offenceMight pass from thee, that I alone might feelThe torment of an uncontrolled flame.That man, that blessed friar,Who joined in ceremonial knot my handTo him whose wife I now am, told me oftI trod the path to death, and showed me how.But they who sleep in lethargies of lustHug their confusion, making Heaven unjust,And so did I.Forgive me, my good genius, and this onceBe helpful to my ends. lofty precipice from which mine honor falls! It was the most precious moment of my life so far. It must be witnessed to be understood. If by your art, my dearest father, you havePut the wild waters in this roar, allay them.The sky, it seems, would pour down stinking pitch,But that the sea, mounting to the welkins cheek,Dashes the fire out. Fairies and. destiny has allowed that love should continue even between two enemies. There is no other option. Shes so beautiful. The power-hungry Lady Macbeth will not be ignored. Little kids are gonna follow me around and theyre gonna know my name and what I stood for, and theyre gonna give me some of their sweets in thanks, and Im gonna take those sweets and thank them and tell them to get home safe, and Im gonna be happy. O perilous mouths,That bear in them one and the self-same tongue,Either of condemnation or approof;Bidding the law make courtsy to their will:Hooking both right and wrong to the appetite,To follow as it draws! It is wider, larger, more human than a woman's. Women think that they are making ideals of men. Musical Monologues Archives - NYCastings - DirectSubmit He danced with me and none of the other boys could say a word. You dont get it: I cling to Karen; I cling to her. . Yes, I killed them. (Shouting over her) I LIVE THE ANSWER! In law school, I changed my name to sound more New England.. Believe me. Dont destroy it! Your last roar of passion before you settle into your emeritus years. Ah, ah the fire! I saw it! Home | Uncategorized | 118 Dramatic Monologues For Men, A monologue from the play by Martin McDonagh. intimacy of it embarrasses me. Then get out. But where our conclusions differ, is I dont consider the comparison an insult. We spend our youth unconscious, feeling immortal, then we marry and have kids and awaken with a shock to mortality, theirs, ours, thats all we see. A monologue from the tv series written by David Benioff & D.B. See, he could have took and bought him a can of shoe polish and got him a rag. Her I indeed adore;And keep her grateful image in my house,Sometimes belonging to a Roman king,But now called mine, as by the better style.To her I care not if, for satisfyingYour scrupulous fancies, I go offer. No one moved like him. If I concentrated long enough I could make the pain appear by an effort of will. The following six two minute monologues are comedic, contemporary and for women. If one of Tims black students was angry with him, the black student would have shot Tim right there in the moment. 2. Except that I loved her. T here is a theory that in the course of human prehistory, hunter-gatherers sung before they spoke. They do not trust to the appearance of evil, and are more inclined to judge kindly of others. endobj If a rat were to scamper through your front door, right now, would you greet it with hostility? There are no consequences there. I wish I were a leather jacket guy, Tina. Oliver M. Sayler. It has troubled me that you are now seven months out of their house, and in all this time no other family has ever called for your service. Ill to my brother:Though he hath fallen by prompture of the blood,Yet hath he in him such a mind of honour.That, had he twenty heads to tender downOn twenty bloody blocks, held yield them up,Before his sister should her body stoopTo such abhorrd pollution.Then, Isabel, live chaste, and, brother, die:More than our brother is our chastity.Ill tell him yet of Angelos request,And fit his mind to death, for his souls rest. I couldnt bear to see her in another womans arms. I like to think about what was going on the year the grapes were growing; how the sun was shining; if it rained. I do them, but why should I? And I find that reassuring. Allow Necessary Cookies & Continue She was a schoolteacher named Mary May. It seems strange that my life should end in such a terrible place, but for three years I had roses and apologised to no-one. I dont know. Between them, the death of a father has interposed so little hatred, that the duty of blood with regret pursues him. That one tonight, who was he? Monologues from Musicals - Daily Actor One classical monologue from a play written before 1950 with an emphasis on heightened language. Tis I:Do you know me now? My father sent me ten dollars every week, his lotto money. Abigail, I have fought here three long years to bend these stiff-necked people to me, and now, just now when there must be some good respect for me in the parish, you compromise my very character. film also had a synchronized musical score performed by, louise miriam dillie keane born 23 may 1952 is an olivier award nominated . I guess he thought we could best recover from the trauma of her death by living in a war zone. Popular Types: Women Men Teens Kids Comedic Contemporary Shakespeare Explore Great 1-Minute Monologues We can't do this. I say he could have did something with that quarter. Its terrifying. Since then, its You seen his portrait downstairs? Or, or some broad that you picked up after three belts of booze. Dramatic Monologues for Women . what causeHath my behavior given to your displeasure,That thus you should proceed to put me off,And take your good grace from me? Fly! A man's love is like that. I knew it then. Because Im a good policeman. They had to wait and save their money before they even thought of a decent home. x\[sr~wLIX ledOvy-sCSgDsx_8} g53#Z(fojv?[/o>q2I4TVu[M}Z0Jkv ~as~`mJ0&GBVBSt\,b{|7svp~W-X+8%9YIe/,jZ0|v=G%MV]]&=6^gEd 7]gl4vD*^1K 18yO=}.:6]V%lp4xg! Ah, Gloucester, teach me to forget myself!For whilst I think I am thy married wifeAnd thou a prince, protector of this land,Methinks I should not thus be led along,Maild up in shame, with papers on my back,And followed with a rabble that rejoiceTo see my tears and hear my deep-fet groans.The ruthless flint doth cut my tender feet,And when I start, the envious people laughAnd bid me be advised how I tread.Ah, Humphrey, can I bear this shameful yoke?Trowst thou that eer Ill look upon the world,Or count them happy that enjoy the sun?No; dark shall be my light and night my day;To think upon my pomp shall be my hell.Sometime Ill say, I am Duke Humphreys wife,And he a prince and ruler of the land:Yet so he ruled and such a prince he wasAs he stood by whilst I, his forlorn duchess,Was made a wonder and a pointing-stockTo every idle rascal follower.But be thou mild and blush not at my shame,Nor stir at nothing till the axe of deathHang over thee, as, sure, it shortly will;For Suffolk, he that can do all in allWith her that hateth thee and hates us all,And York and impious Beaufort, that false priest,Have all limed bushes to betray thy wings,And, fly thou how thou canst, theyll tangle thee:But fear not thou, until thy foot be snared,Nor never seek prevention of thy foes. I just feel so . . And if you cant work up a winter passion for me, the least I require is respect and allegiance! I heard a thousand stories. Because tomorrow the sun will rise. And the stamina; the capacity for staying up late, to read or watch a movie, never mind sex. yes, a human being can teach another one kindness very simply! I killed my family. What you will find here are a small group of dramatic monologues we like that are handpicked for you. Tyler Maysee, I quite like my name, but for some people it tells them I'm some kinda butch girl who is really stocky with a super short haircut, that wears baggy t-shirts and umbro trackies, but heigh ho, I don't really care. Just remember this, Mr. Potter, that this rabble youre talking about, they do most of the working and paying and living and dying in this community. And she tells him she doesnt have a Snow White costume but she has these other costumes, and he says he doesnt like these other costumes. What excellent foolsReligion makes of men! Small portions, no fast food. Let him continue on his journey. Sir, I desire you do me right and justice;And to bestow your pity on me: forI am a most poor woman, and a stranger,Born out of your dominions; having hereNo judge indifferent, nor no more assuranceOf equal friendship and proceeding. A monologue from the play by Daniel Pearle. You know how I stayed alive this long? I took my gun I went out. All I know is the more we look back wondering what might have been, the less were living for today. and perhaps for it I will be butchered in my bed some night by the servants of empire . Maybe it wont. . . . Here are some one-minute comedic monologues for kids to try: 1. And I understand it less than when I first cast eyes on this place. Then they performed the ritual to make us brave. .for they, when hunters steal their youngferociously pursueand slay them, till they reach the seaand plunge beneath its waves.Not tigresses, but timid hares,not Spaniards, but barbarians,too chicken-hearted to denyyour women to other men!Why not wear distaffs at your waists?Why gird on useless swords?I swear to God we women aloneshall make those tyrants payfor our indignities, and billthose traitors for our blood.And you, you effete effeminates,I sentence to be stonedas spinsters, pansies, queens and cowards,and forced henceforth to wearour bonnets and our overskirts,with painted, powdered faces.Our valorous Commander meansto have Frondoso hangeduncharged, untried and uncondemnedfrom yonder battlements.Hell serve all you unmanly menthe same, and Ill rejoice;for when this honourable townis womanless, that ageshall dawn which once amazed the world,the age of Amazons. Im just so..bored. I married a Wall Street lawyer. repose] this day depends upon it. After having conquered two kings, couldst thou fail in obtaining a crown? I lie in bed and stare at the canopy and imagine ways of killing my enemies. What if this cursed handWere thicker than itself with brothers blood,Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavensTo wash it white as snow? I knew that I must die,Een hadst thou not proclaimed it; and if deathIs thereby hastened, I shall count it gain.For death is gain to him whose life, like mine,Is full of misery. No one said a word. So I cut out the eye that looked away. They shoved each other and threatened to duel when they thought it was their turn to dance. Is not that glimmer there afar That dying exhalation that pale star A tiny taper, which, with trembling blazeFlickering twixt struggling flames and dying rays,With ineffectual sparkMakes the dark dwelling place appear more dark?Yes, for its distant light,Reflected dimly, brings before my sightA dungeons awful gloom,Say rather of a living corse, a living tomb;And to increase my terror and surprise,Drest in the skins of beasts a man there lies:A piteous sight,Chained, and his sole companion this poor light.Since then we cannot fly,Let us attentive to his words draw nigh,Whatever they may be. Just to see which fingers twitch a little and which ones remain lifeless. But it had never touched me. I wanna talk to him. . Am I sorry for what I did? admits] no man without honor, and thy jealous pride, by this foul [lit. You think youre merely sendin this splendid foot-soldier back home to Oregon with his tail between his legs, but I say you are executin his SOUL!! And if its not okay its not the end. The snake doesnt care how much you love your children. Is that whats left for me? So Mary Beth, my therapist, says I flunked Peek-A-Boo. . Some one has to be kind, girl some one has to pity people! Thats right: my sweetheart, my lover, that sweet girl I lolled around with on endless Sundays, is getting hot ashes. and at last a sympathetic person takes one of the two apart and asks, with a pinch of the ear or a smile, the simple question: what have you really got against your husband?or your wife?then he, or she, stands perplexed and cannot give the cause. 7 Different One Minute Monologues for Kids! - TakeLessons Blog Rodrigo, thy valor renders thee worthy of me; but although thou art valiant, thou art not the son of a king. You really should be in therapy, you know. If you fail to beat the current, you will drown; if you get too close, you will be bitten. You were only a few months old. endobj It was an abortion. Is that my share? Guns, murder, revolution. We all looked at each other then back at Mary as she happily made her way to the stove to put on the kettle. Im somebody now, Harry. The clocks stopped at 1:17 one morning. this affliction of love, and has never let go of me since, but kept on growing. He left. . Christ pitied everybody and he said to us: "Go and do likewise!" . But I chose to find out.. I can take off any day this week and Ill pay for it out of my own pocket. [Laughs.] They must be contrasting pieces: one dramatic and one comedic, or one classical and one contemporary, totaling up to five minutes. My family drove 267 miles in a rented minivan, loaded with friends and relatives eager to witness my ceremony. Monologue. <> Impenetrable 6. I found the letters you wrote to him as a child, and I read them. I cant believe were actually going! And Guy, you are such a good decent man. I propose to you any disease a rat could spread, a squirrel could equally carry. A monologue from the screenplay by JayCocks, Steven Zaillian, and Kenneth Lonergan. But to be honest I feel like the real opportunities are the ones that fall into your lap. And whats wrong with that? Well, in my book he died a much richer man than youll ever be. Actually, it started happening last winter. If you dont see one you like, keep checking back! It hurts so much. I will count every minute that the kids are away from here, away from you, as a victory. Ah babe, Im not doing so good. Why here, youre all businessmen here. Its gonna make ya proud one day I promise you. And I had it killed because this must all end! I havent come here on any but equal terms. I didnt think so. He, however, is very shy when it comes to interacting with the opposite sex. He is sternAs I am heedless and the slaves deserveTo feel a master. Is that supposed to be some sort of compensation? But I said, No babe, I had a salad and one of those meals, like 3 points and sh*t. And you just looked at me. Your moms with someone.