Honour and Heart
- Classical
- Monologue
- 2 min
- Male role
- Adult
- Advanced
Casting
4 lines- MOI Male role, Adult your role
Excerpt
MOI
What! Am I thought beaten because I hold my tongue? You take for a confession what is nothing but contempt. Know that if I yield the floor a moment, it is not out of weakness, and still less out of fear.
You have torn everything from me: my goods, my rank, my title. So be it. They were loans, and fortune takes them back. But the soul, that part no king ever gave me, no king, do you hear me, can take away.
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The Departure
It is done. I have chosen. Let heaven be my judge. Too long I drifted between a duty and a vow, listening by turns to blood and to the heart, like a ship with no master between two…
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Remorse
You speak to me softly, and that voice is killing me; for a reproach that is shouted can be fought, argued with; but yours, so gentle, slips in and takes hold, and judges me the better for…
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The Plea
I come, no longer as a master; I come as a supplicant; I laid my pride down on the threshold of this door. Look at what is left, and see what is held by a hand that trembled at holding so…