O, what a deal of scorn looks beautiful
In the contempt and anger of his lip!
A murderous guilt shows not itself more soon
Than love that would seem hid: love’s night is noon.
Cesario, by the roses of the spring,
By maidhood, honour, truth and every thing,
I love thee so, that, maugre all thy pride,
Nor wit nor reason can my passion hide.
Do not extort thy reasons from this clause,
For that I woo, thou therefore hast no cause,
But rather reason thus with reason fetter,
Love sought is good, but given unsought better.
Twelfth Night: Or What You Will, Olivia
Film Twelfth Night: Or What You Will
Play Twelfth Night: Or What You Will
Author William Shakespeare
Role Olivia
Actor Helena Bonham Carter
Play Twelfth Night: Or What You Will
Author William Shakespeare
Role Olivia
Actor Helena Bonham Carter
Posted in Actor, Author, Classic Female Monologues, Comedic Female Monologues, Film, Play, Role
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