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Monologues for Men

HUB.

My lord, they say five moons were seen tonight;

Four fixed, and the fift did whirl about

The other four in wondrous motion.

Old men and beldames in the streets

Do prophesy upon it dangerously.

Young Arthur’s death is common in their mouths,

And when they talk of him, they shake their heads,

And whisper one another in the ear;

And he that speaks doth gripe the hearer’s wrist,

Whilst he that hears makes fearful action

With wrinkled brows, with nods, with rolling eyes.

I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus,

The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool,

With open mouth swallowing a tailor’s news,

Who, with his shears and measure in his hand,

Standing on slippers, which his nimble haste

Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet,

Told of a many thousand warlike French

That were embattailed and rank’d in Kent.

Another lean unwash’d artificer

Cuts off his tale and talks of Arthur’s death.

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