Monologues you might find yourself performing... The more my wrong, the more his spite appears... (Kate, The Taming of the Shrew, IV.iii) Is this a dagger which I see before me... (Macbeth, Macbeth, II.i) The quality of mercy is not strain'd... (Portia, The Merchant of Venice, IV.i) You are three men of sin, whom Destiny... (Ariel, The Tempest, III.iii) Virtue? A fig! 'tis in ourselves we are thus... (Iago, Othello, I.iii) But I do think it is their husband's faults... (Emilia, Othello, IV.iii) O that this too, too solid flesh would melt... (Hamlet, Hamlet, I.ii) Could great men thunder/ As Jove himself does... (Isabella, Measure for Measure, II.ii) Scenes worth recreating... Hamlet and Ophelia, Hamlet, III.ii Antony and Cleopatra, Antony and Cleopatra, I.iii Beatrice and Benedick, Much Ado About Nothing, IV.1 Couplets to recite... Arms, take your last embrace! And lips, O you The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss. (Romeo, Romeo and Juliet, V. iii) All the charms Of Sycorax--toads, beetles, bats--light on you, For I am all the subjects that you have, (Caliban, The Tempest, I.ii) How now, my love? Why is your cheek so pale? How chance the roses there do fade so fast? (Lysander, A Midsummer Night's Dream, I.i) Away, and mock the time with fairest show: False face must hide what the false heart doth know. (Macbeth, Macbeth, I.vii) The orchard walls are high and hard to climb, And the place death, considering who thou art (Juliet, Romeo and Juliet, II.ii) Keep word, Lysander. We must starve our sight From lover's food till morrow deep midnight. (Hermia, A Midsummer Night's Dream, I.i) Canst thou not minister to a mind diseas'd, Pluck from the memory a rotted sorrow (Macbeth, Macbeth, v.iii) What is't, a spirit? Lord, how it looks about! Believe me, sir, It carries a brave form. But 'tis a spirit. (Miranda, The Tempest, I.ii) |