Much Ado About Nothing Monologue
|Much Ado About Nothing Monologue by William Shakespeare|
- LEONATO: I pray thee cease thy counsel,
- Which falls into mine ears as profitless
- As water in a sieve. Give not me counsel,
- Nor let no comforter delight mine ear
- But such a one whose wrongs do suit with mine.
- Bring me a father that so loved his child,
- Whose joy of her is overwhelmed like mine,
- And bid him speak of patience.
- Measure his woe the length and breadth of mine,
- And let it answer every strain for strain,
- As thus for thus, and such a grief for such,
- In every lineament, branch, shape, and form.
- If such a one will smile and stroke his beard,
- Bid sorrow wag, cry 'hem' when he should groan,
- Patch grief with proverbs, make misfortune drunk
- With candle-wasters -- bring him yet to me,
- And I of him will gather patience.
- But there is no such man; for, brother, men
- Can counsel and speak comfort to that grief
- Which they themselves not feel; but, tasting it,
- Their counsel turns to passion, which before
- Would give preceptial medicine to rage,
- Fetter strong madness in a silken thread,
- Charm ache with air and agony with words.
- No, no! 'Tis all men's office to speak patience
- To those that wring under the load of sorrow,
- But no man's virtue nor sufficiency
- To be so moral when he shall endure
- The like himself. Therefore give me no counsel.
- My griefs cry louder than advertisement.