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Monologues for Women

HER.

Since what I am to say must be but that

Which contradicts my accusation, and

The testimony on my part no other

But what comes from myself, it shall scarce boot me

To say “Not guilty.” Mine integrity,

Being counted falsehood, shall (as I express it)

Be so receiv’d. But thus, if pow’rs divine

Behold our human actions (as they do),

I doubt not then but innocence shall make

False accusation blush, and tyranny

Tremble at patience. You, my lord, best know

(Who least will seem to do so) my past life

Hath been as continent, as chaste, as true,

As I am now unhappy; which is more

Than history can pattern, though devis’d

And play’d to take spectators. For behold me,

A fellow of the royal bed, which owe

A moi’ty of the throne, a great king’s daughter,

The mother to a hopeful prince, here standing

To prate and talk for life and honor ’fore

Who please to come and hear. For life, I prize it

As I weigh grief, which I would spare; for honor,

’Tis a derivative from me to mine,

And only that I stand for. I appeal

To your own conscience, sir, before Polixenes

Came to your court, how I was in your grace,

How merited to be so; since he came,

With what encounter so uncurrent I

Have strain’d t’ appear thus; if one jot beyond

The bound of honor, or in act or will

That way inclining, hard’ned be the hearts

Of all that hear me, and my near’st of kin

Cry fie upon my grave!

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