Phoebe | As You Like It | Act III Scene 5
Kaitlyn Lunardi performs Phoebe's Act III Scene 5 monologue from William Shakespeare's "As You Like It."
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I would not be thy executioner. I fly thee, for I would not injure thee.
Thou tell'st me there is murder in mine eye.
Tis pretty, sure, and very probable that eyes, that are the frailest and softest things,
who shut their coward gates on atomies, should be called tyrants, butchers, murderers.
Now I do frown on thee with all my heart, and if mine eyes can wound, now let them kill thee.
Now, counterfeit to swoon, why now fall down? Or, if thou can'st not, oh, for shame,
for shame, lie not to say mine eyes are murderers.
Now, show the wound mine eye hath made in thee.
Scratch thee but with a pin, and there remains some scar of it.
Lean, but upon a rush, the cicatrice and capable impression thy palm some moment keeps.
But now mine eyes, which I have darted at thee, hurt thee not,
nor, I am sure, there is no force in eyes that can do hurt.