Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love. And thou, thrice-crowned queen of the night...View Full Monologue Text
Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love.
And thou, thrice-crowned queen of the night, survey
With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above,
Thy huntress' name that my full life doth sway.
O Rosalind, these trees shall be my books,
And in their barks my thoughts I'll character,
That every eye which in this forest looks
Shall see thy virtue witnessed everywhere.
Run, run, Orlando, carve on every tree
The fair, the chaste, and unexpressive she.
Age Range: 20s - Early, 20s - Late, 30s - Early
Dialects: Standard American, Standard English
PlayName: As You Like It
Rating: Suitable for all ages
Copyright Status: Public domain
Orlando, upon hearing that his brother Oliver is out to kill him, runs away to the forest of Arden with his servant Adam. Prior to his escape, he met and fell head-over-heels in love with Rosalind. In this monologue, he is writing love poems to Rosalind on the trees of the forest.
AuthorName: William Shakespeare
Eras: 1601-1700, 1501-1600