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Shakespeare's Monologues

Claudio

Measure for Measure: Act 3 Scene 1

Monologue

Ay, but to die, and go we know not where;
To lie in cold obstruction and to rot;
This sensible warm motion to become
A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit
To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside
In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice;
To be imprison'd in the viewless winds,
And blown with restless violence round about
The pendent world; or to be worse than worst
Of those that lawless and incertain thought
Imagine howling: 'tis too horrible!
The weariest and most loathed worldly life
That age, ache, penury and imprisonment
Can lay on nature is a paradise
To what we fear of death.

Scored Monologue

Number of Syllables Scored Text Meaning of Beat
10 Ay but to die, and go we know not where; Beat 1, to worriedly wonder
10 To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot;
10 This sensible, warm motion to become
11 A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit
10 To bath in fiery floods, or to reside
9 In thrilling region of thick-ribbed ice;
10 To be imprison'd in the viewless winds
10 And blown with restless violence round about
10 The pendent world: or to be worse than worst End of Beat 1
10 Imagine howling - 'tis too horrible! Beat 2, to express grievances
11 The weariest and most loathed worldly life
11 That age, ache, penury and imprisonment
10 Can lay on nature is a paradise
6 To what we fear of death End of Beat 2

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