Monologues for Men
PAR.
Man, setting down before you, will undermine you and blow you up.
CAES.
Antony,
Leave thy lascivious wassails. When thou once
ENO.
I will tell you.
The barge she sat in, like a burnish’d throne,
ORL.
As I remember, Adam, it was upon this fashion bequeath’d me by will but poor a thousand crowns,
TOUCH.
I do now remember a saying, “The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.”
S. ANT.
Sweet mistress—what your name is else, I know not,
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