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Monologues for Men

3. GENT.

The rich stream

Of lords and ladies, having brought the Queen

To a prepar’d place in the choir, fell off

A distance from her; while her Grace sate down

To rest a while, some half an hour or so,

In a rich chair of state, opposing freely

The beauty of her person to the people.

Believe me, sir, she is the goodliest woman

That ever lay by man—which when the people

Had the full view of, such a noise arose

As the shrouds make at sea in a stiff tempest,

As loud and to as many tunes. Hats, cloaks

(Doublets, I think) flew up, and had their faces

Been loose, this day they had been lost. Such joy

I never saw before. Great-bellied women,

That had not half a week to go, like rams

In the old time of war, would shake the press

And make ’em reel before ’em. No man living

Could say, “This is my wife” there, all were woven

So strangely in one piece.

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