All's Well That Ends Well Monologue
|All's Well That Ends Well Monologue by William Shakespeare|
- HELENA: I confess
- Here on my knee before high heaven and you,
- That before you, and next unto high heaven,
- I love your son.
- My friends were poor but honest; so's my love.
- Be not offended, for it hurts not him
- That he is loved of me. I follow him not
- By any token of presumptuous suit,
- Nor would I have him till I do deserve him;
- Yet never know how that desert should be.
- I know I love in vain, strive against hope;
- Yet in this captious and intensible sieve
- I still pour in the waters of my love
- And lack not to lose still. Thus, Indian-like,
- Religious in mine error, I adore
- The sun that looks upon his worshipper
- But knows of him no more. My dearest madam,
- Let not your hate encounter with my love,
- For loving where you do; but if yourself,
- Whose agèd honor cites a virtuous youth,
- Did ever in so true a flame of liking,
- Wish chastely and love dearly, that your Dian
- Was both herself and Love, O, then give pity
- To her whose state is such that cannot choose
- But lend and give where she is sure to lose;
- That seeks not to find that her search implies,
- But, riddle-like, lives sweetly where she dies.