Monologue – Juliet

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The potion that lies in my hands will save my marriage with dear Romeo. Bid me leap, rather than marry Paris! O how I feel so wound up and fearful for what I have to go through. This potion shall make me live an unstained life to my sweet love Romeo. I’ve received this substance from dear Friar Laurence. Before I take this I will need of many orisons for I am very concerned for the future events. What if nothing goes according to plan and I will never get to see my beloved Romeo. There’s a fearful point. O how troubled I feel! What if the mixture does not work at all? Why my life is my foe’s debt. What more is there to fear? No other Capulet, no other Montague have love for each other, all is hatred and bitterness. How can my only love as a Montague live a life with I being a Capulet. This story will have no happy ending for the world as my mind is filled with distress and sorrow of how life goes. What if this substance from Friar was to have me murdered? But why? He is the one who married Romeo and I secretly. In this potion, Friar could have put absolutely anything to have me dead, if so. Why must it be? . O God knows when we shall meet again. What if the given poison to have me dead, but how such a holy man do so? For he is neither for the Capulet’s or the Montague’s. How I feel so pleased for someone not to be full with hate. We are star-crossed lovers. Oh Lord, from the first touch, sight and thought of Romeo it was indescribable. Finding out he is a Montague on that night left me with shock and distress. How will this ever have a happy ending? Every past event between the two families has been out of argument, disagreement, selfishness and detestation? O God how my only love, sprung from my only hate! This much do I know, that is the way life plays out I am his and he is mine, I feel so content and blissful when I think of his name. Im like a rose that cannot bloom bright red without it’s cherish of Romeo’s water. Nevertheless, my life is falling apart...
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