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
Phebe has just met Ganymede, who is Rosalind disguised as a man. Before this monologue begins, Phebe asks Sylvius (who is madly in love with Phebe) if he knows Ganymede. In the monologue, Phebe tells Sylvius not to think that she loves Ganymede even though she has asked about him. She then goes on to list the reasons why she wouldn't love him, however, she keeps getting sidetracked by all of Ganymede's wonderful qualities. At the very end of the monologue, Phebe realizes that Ganymede has been quite rude to her and decides to write him a "taunting letter." She then employs Sylvius to deliver the letter for her.
Think not I love him, though I ask for him: 'Tis but a peevish boy...View Full Monologue Text
Think not I love him, though I ask for him:
'Tis but a peevish boy; yet he talks well;
But what care I for words? yet words do well
When he that speaks them pleases those that hear.
It is a pretty youth: not very pretty:
But, sure, he's proud, and yet his pride becomes him:
He'll make a proper man: the best thing in him
Is his complexion; and faster than his tongue
Did make offence his eye did heal it up.
He is not very tall; yet for his years he's tall:
His leg is but so so; and yet 'tis well:
There was a pretty redness in his lip,
A little riper and more lusty red
Than that mix'd in his cheek; 'twas just the difference
Between the constant red and mingled damask.
There be some women, Silvius, had they mark'd him
In parcels as I did, would have gone near
To fall in love with him; but, for my part,
I love him not nor hate him not; and yet
I have more cause to hate him than to love him:
For what had he to do to chide at me?
He said mine eyes were black and my hair black:
And, now I am remember'd, scorn'd at me:
I marvel why I answer'd not again:
But that's all one; omittance is no quittance.
I'll write to him a very taunting letter,
And thou shalt bear it: wilt thou, Silvius?
AuthorName: William Shakespeare
Eras: 1601-1700, 1501-1600