Ophelia...
2007-11-06 09:57:16
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answer #1
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answered by Anonymous
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how about Lady MacBeth with the eternal blood spot?
Yet here's a spot. ...
Out, damned spot! out, I say!-- One; two; why, then 'tis
time to do't ;--Hell is murky!--Fie, my lord, fie! a soldier,
and afeard? What need we fear who knows it, when none can call
our power to account?--Yet who would have thought the old man to
have had so much blood in him?...
The Thane of Fife had a wife; where is she now?--What,
will these hands ne'er be clean? No more o' that, my lord, no
more o' that: you mar all with this starting. ...
Here's the smell of the blood still: all the perfumes
of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand. Oh, oh, oh! ...
Wash your hands, put on your nightgown; look not so
pale:--I tell you yet again, Banquo's buried; he cannot come
out on's grave. ...
To bed, to bed; there's knocking at the gate: come, come, come,
come, give me your hand: what's done cannot be undone: to bed, to
bed, to bed.
it'd divided by other lines, but i guess you could fit it all together into a monologue
2007-11-06 18:18:51
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answered by Miss Understood 7
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Act 3 Scene 5 of As You Like it
Phebe:
Know'st now the youth that spoke to me erewhile?
Think not I love him, though I ask for him:
'Tis but a peevish boy; yet he talks well;
But what care I for words? yet words do well
When he that speaks them pleases those that hear.
It is a pretty youth: not very pretty:
But, sure, he's proud, and yet his pride becomes him:
He'll make a proper man: the best thing in him
Is his complexion; and faster than his tongue
Did make offence his eye did heal it up.
He is not very tall; yet for his years he's tall:
His leg is but so so; and yet 'tis well:
There was a pretty redness in his lip,
A little riper and more lusty red
Than that mix'd in his cheek; 'twas just the difference
Between the constant red and mingled damask.
There be some women, Silvius, had they mark'd him
In parcels as I did, would have gone near
To fall in love with him; but, for my part,
I love him not nor hate him not; and yet
I have more cause to hate him than to love him:
For what had he to do to chide at me?
He said mine eyes were black and my hair black:
And, now I am remember'd, scorn'd at me:
I marvel why I answer'd not again:
But that's all one; omittance is no quittance.
I'll write to him a very taunting letter,
And thou shalt bear it: wilt thou, Silvius?
2007-11-07 10:35:34
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answered by qtpie293 2
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Glass Menagerie, where Laura tells Amanda about a boy she liked in school. She has a picture of him from the year book.
2007-11-06 18:16:25
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answered by Debdeb 7
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Have you considered reciting the words to the 1972 hit song "I am Woman" that was co-written and sung by Helen Reddy? It became the unofficial anthem for the Women's Liberation movement.
2007-11-06 17:59:52
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answered by BC 6
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Scarlett o'Hara - the scene where she is eating the raw onion
2007-11-06 17:57:48
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answered by nickipettis 7
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medea bu aristotelis
2007-11-06 17:57:08
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answer #7
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answered by Anonymous
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Try this directory: http://www.actingcareerstartup.com/free_duet_acting_scripts.html
or
http://www.actingcareerstartup.com/teen_monologues.html
Tony
2007-11-06 18:49:07
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answered by Anonymous
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