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Excerpt: ' Listen, MarisaI’m -I have to- I know I’ve been a bitch to you since I found out about your -about- I think it’s okay -My minds changed -being gays okay -in fact your choice is'. Switching Sides - Comedic Monologue, Female. “Set down, set down your honourable load…” – Lady Anne Neville from ‘Richard III’Monologues from the play Unbearable Hotness. Have no fear! Here are 17 dramatic monologues for women: 1.

She had very decided opinions against matrimony, and when my father courted her she declared that she would never be his wife—but she did so for all that. She was brought up with ideas of equality, woman’s freedom and all that. You see, my mother was not of noble birth. “And for that matter I have no secrets.” – Julie from ‘Miss Julie’The woeful tale of Miss Julie dates back to 1888, written by playwright August Strindberg (it has since then been adapted into modern works such as the National Theatre’s production of ‘Julie’).“And for that matter I have no secrets. Amigospc - Two friends exploring the metaverse of comedy, cinema, and crypto.“Set down, set down your honourable load,Thou bloodless remnant of that royal blood!Wife to thy Edward, to thy slaughter’d son,Stabb’d by the selfsame hand that made these wounds!”2.

The house, the stables—everything was burned, under circumstances that pointed strongly to an incendiary, for the misfortune happened the day after the quarterly insurance was due and the premiums sent in by father were strangely delayed by his messenger so that they arrived too late.” 3. Then came the big fire which of course you have heard about. My mother became ill—what it was I don’t know, but she often had cramps and acted queerly—sometimes hiding in the attic or the orchard, and would even be gone all night at times. At last my father must have awakened from his bewitched condition, for he revolted, and ran things according to his ideas.

“I dream of a place where we could be together at last…” – Audrey from ‘Little Shop Of Horrors’While ‘Little Shop Of Horrors’ offers audiences plenty of laughs (and horrors), it also carries a few heavy themes. It wasn’t until later, when I was washing the blood off my hands I even knew they were dead.” 4. Well, I was in such a state of shock, I completely blacked out. I come back, open the door and there’s Veronica and Charlie doing Number Seventeen–the spread eagle. Well, this one night we were in Cicero, the three of us, sittin’ up in a hotel room, boozin’ and havin’ a few laughs and we ran out of ice, so I went out to get some. Now for the last number in our act, we did these 20 acrobatic tricks in a row, one, two, three, four, five…splits, spread eagles, flip flops, back flips, one right after the other.

And a sweet little guy – like Seymour…” 5. Oh, I dream about it all the time. And all the houses are so neat and pretty… ‘Cause they all look just alike. The sweetest, greenest place – where everybody has the same little lawn out front and the same little flagstone patio out back. Just off the interstate in a little suburb, far, far from urban Skid Row. A little development that I dream of.

An old woman in the rooming house teach me to sew intimate apparel, saying folks’ll pay you good money for your discretion. I come to this city by myself, worked my way North little by little, picking berries in every state until I get here. He’d lost his tongue during a nasty fight over a chicken when I was a baby, so I never heard him speak, no complaints, no praise, no gentle words, no goodbye. My father died two years later, he was a slave you see and didn’t take to life as a freeman. God bless her loving spirit.

And you know what? He never sang to me again.” 7. And all the songs he used to sing… to want to sing… suddenly… he could sing ‘em. Who taught the choir and the piano and the oboe, but the choir, so I know if you singing high up there you must think you breathing in, not out, as you go up… You understand? In, not out, and high as you like. So at school I had this teacher. Some songs he couldn’t get those high notes. We’d be go someplace in the car and he would sing.

Here I kneel: If e’er my will did trespass ‘gainst his love, Either in discourse of thought or actual deed, Or that mine eyes, mine ears, or any sense, Delighted them in any other form Or that I do not yet, and ever did. “O good Iago, What shall I do to win my lord again?” – Desdemona from ‘Othello’In another monologue penned by The Bard, Desdemona beckons the help of her friend, Iago, to win back her husband’s love and affections.“O good Iago, What shall I do to win my lord again? Good friend, go to him for, by this light of heaven, I know not how I lost him. Her clothes spread wideAnd, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up Which time she chaunted snatches of old tunes,Unto that element but long it could not beTill that her garments, heavy with their drink,Pull’d the poor wretch from her melodious layTo muddy death.” 8. Your sister’s drown’d, Laertes.That shows his hoar leaves in the glassy stream.There with fantastic garlands did she comeOf crowflowers, nettles, daisies, and long purples,That liberal shepherds give a grosser name,But our cold maids do dead men’s fingers call them.There on the pendant boughs her coronet weedsClamb’ring to hang, an envious sliver broke,Fell in the weeping brook. In one of his most-read works, the character of Queen Gertrude laments the death of Ophelia as she informs Ophelia’s brother, Laertes.So fast they follow.

At lovers’ perjuries,If thou dost love, pronounce it faithfully.Or if thou thinkest I am too quickly won,I’ll frown, and be perverse, and say thee nay,So thou wilt woo but else, not for the world.And therefore thou mayst think my havior light But trust me, gentleman, I’ll prove more trueThan those that have more cunning to be strange. Yet, if thou swear’st,Thou mayst prove false. You can get your fill of drama with Juliet’s “Thou knowest the mask of night” monologue.“Thou knowest the mask of night is on my face Else would a maiden blush bepaint my cheekFor that which thou hast heard me speak to-night.Fain would I dwell on form — fain, fain denyWhat I have spoke but farewell compliment!Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say ‘Ay’ And I will take thy word. “Thou knowest the mask of night…” – Juliet from ‘Romeo and Juliet’Perhaps the most iconic tragedy to date, ‘Romeo And Juliet’ bare countless woeful speeches. I cannot say ‘whore:’ It does abhor me now I speak the word To do the act that might the addition earn Not the world’s mass of vanity could make me.” 9.

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