Love Him Once O Judgment! Thou Art Fled to Brutish Beasts and Men Have Lost Their Reason

Many of the about famous monologues in English drama are Shakespeare monologues.

The definition of a monologue in a play is simply a long speech by one character to other characters, or a oversupply. This compares to a soliloquy, which is the act of a character speaking their thoughts aloud, oftentimes when they're by themselves only sometimes with others around (read our in-depth article on soliloquies vs monologues).

Shakespeare frequently makes utilize of bothsoliloquys and monologues in each of his plays to let the audience know the characters' thoughts and feelings. Amongst Shakespeare'due south most famous monologues is Henry V'due south 'Once more than unto the breach, dear friends, once more' speech, where the king is leading his troops into boxing. Read this and many more of Shakespeare most famous monologues below, or click on the links to specific plays list the monologues in that play.

Read five of Shakespeare's most famous monologues in full:

'Alas poor Yorik' monologue spoken by Village, Hamlet Deed 5 Scene 1:

Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow
of infinite jest, of nearly excellent fancy: he hath
borne me on his back a yard times; and now, how
abhorred in my imagination information technology is! my gorge rims at
it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know
not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your
gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment,
that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one
now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen?
At present get yous to my lady'due south chamber, and tell her, let
her paint an inch thick, to this favour she must
come; brand her laugh at that.

'All the world's a stage' monologue, spoken by Jaques, Act two Scene 7

All the world'south a phase,
And all the men and women only players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one human being in his fourth dimension plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the babe,
Mewling and puking in the nurse'south arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face up, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress' countenance. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and disguised like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Fifty-fifty in the cannon's oral cavity. And then the justice,
In fair circular abdomen with skillful capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
So he plays his part. The 6th age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on olfactory organ and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well saved, a globe as well wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is 2nd childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans optics, sans taste, sans everything.

'Friends, Romans, countrymen' monologue spoken by Marc Antony, Julius Caesar, Human action 3 Scene two

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him.
The evil that men exercise lives subsequently them;
The proficient is oft interred with their basic;
And then let it be with Caesar. The noble Brutus
Hath told y'all Caesar was ambitious:
If it were and then, it was a grievous error,
And grievously hath Caesar answer'd information technology.
Here, nether leave of Brutus and the residue–
For Brutus is an honourable man;
So are they all, all honourable men–
Come up I to speak in Caesar's funeral.
He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable man.
He hath brought many captives home to Rome
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this in Caesar seem aggressive?
When that the poor have cried, Caesar hath wept:
Ambition should be fabricated of sterner stuff:
Nevertheless Brutus says he was ambitious;
And Brutus is an honourable human being.
You all did see that on the Lupercal
I thrice presented him a kingly crown,
Which he did thrice reject: was this ambition?
Yet Brutus says he was ambitious;
And, sure, he is an honourable man.
I speak non to disprove what Brutus spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then, to mourn for him?
O judgment! k art fled to brutish beasts,
And men take lost their reason. Comport with me;
My heart is in the coffin at that place with Caesar,
And I must pause till information technology come back to me.

'I know a depository financial institution where the wild thyme blows' monologue, spoken past Oberon, A Midsummer Night's Dream, Act 2, Scene i

I know a bank where the wild thyme blows,
Where oxlips and the nodding violet grows,
Quite over-canopied with luscious woodbine,
With sugariness musk-roses and with eglantine:
At that place sleeps Titania sometime of the night,
Lull'd in these flowers with dances and delight;
And there the snake throws her enamell'd skin,
Weed wide plenty to wrap a fairy in:
And with the juice of this I'll streak her eyes,
And make her full of hateful fantasies.
Take thou some of information technology, and seek through this grove:
A sweet Athenian lady is in love
With a disdainful youth: anoint his optics;
Merely do it when the side by side thing he espies
May be the lady: grand shalt know the man
Past the Athenian garments he hath on.
Effect it with some intendance, that he may bear witness
More than fond on her than she upon her love:
And look yard meet me ere the first cock crow.

'Once more than unto the breach, dear friends' monologue spoken by Henry, Henry V, Act 3 Scene 1

Again unto the alienation, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall upward with our English dead.
In peace at that place's cypher so becomes a homo
As modest stillness and humility:
But when the boom of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon upward the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour'd rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible attribute;
Let pry through the portage of the caput
Like the brass cannon; let the brow o'erwhelm it
Equally fearfully as doth a galled rock
O'erhang and jutty his confounded base,
Swill'd with the wild and wasteful ocean.
At present set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide,
Hold difficult the breath and bend up every spirit
To his total height. On, on, you noblest English.
Whose blood is fet from fathers of state of war-proof!
Fathers that, like so many Alexanders,
Have in these parts from morn till fifty-fifty fought
And sheathed their swords for lack of argument:
Dishonour not your mothers; now attest
That those whom you call'd fathers did beget you.
Be copy now to men of grosser blood,
And teach them how to war. And you, good yeoman,
Whose limbs were fabricated in England, show united states of america hither
The mettle of your pasture; permit us swear
That you are worth your convenance; which I doubt not;
For there is none of you and so mean and base,
That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
I see y'all stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon the start. The game's afoot:
Follow your spirit, and upon this accuse
Weep 'God for Harry, England, and Saint George!'

British role player and manager Kenneth Branagh speaks the 'Alas poor Yorick' monologue (Photo by Mondadori Portfolio via Getty Images)

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