Then 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 intenible 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 aged honour 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.
I’m trying to find some Shakespeare Scripts for my acting class so i might use this one or the Romeo and Juliet performance it was very entertaining to watch the face expressions and the movements and the way you handled this character very well done ❤️🩹
Then 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 intenible 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 aged honour sitesss 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.
Malena is one of my favorite movies of all times. An interesting thought: Malena and Helena strongly resemble in many ways: in attitudes or beliefs active and powerful female character in a society where women are assumed to be weak and inferior to men.
Then 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 intenible 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.
She is so beautiful
Wanted to thank Ms. Alexandru for her performance. I used it as an example in my acting class, and the students were very taking with her performance.
Kind words. Many thanks. Also subscribed to your channel, too. Interesting content.
@@TheInsaneArtist Thank you. I hope you enjoy it. It's just what I could throw together as we try to teach virtually.
She has the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen
Heart shaking....look like a real Helen...a great depiction of the Indian woman. I salute you from India 🇮🇳
Beautiful, talented and unpretentious...u r adorable ❤️
Then 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 intenible 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 aged honour 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.
Thank you so much
I thoroughly enjoyed that. Please keep doing this. You are amazing! :)
Thank you.
@@TheInsaneArtist
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Beautiful.
imagine her playing belle
We wer went this as a example for our annual play today, i am SHOCKED
Thank you.
You r just amazing nothing to say about u plz post videos regularly
I love this
Thank you.
This actress is highly talented.
Thank you.
I used this to practice for a Shakespeare competition and I won you're so talented!!
Bravo!!
she is gorgeous.Oh i am not student of literature, i am physicist but beauty attract me. I don't no about acting so I can't say anything about it.
that was so good I'm getting a headache
Never heard of this woman before, and that's a shame. My word, but she did an excellent job here.
Glad you like it. :)
AMAZING 👏 🙀
Thank you! 😄
So good🥰🥳
Thank you.
Wow!
Nice 😊
love yooouuuu
:)
I’m trying to find some Shakespeare Scripts for my acting class so i might use this one or the Romeo and Juliet performance it was very entertaining to watch the face expressions and the movements and the way you handled this character very well done ❤️🩹
Then 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 intenible 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 aged honour sitesss 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.
She looks very nice and beautiful.
❤❤❤
Quick question! Is this monolgue written in verse?
Wow, is that malena!!
Malena is one of my favorite movies of all times. An interesting thought: Malena and Helena strongly resemble in many ways: in attitudes or beliefs active and powerful female character in a society where women are assumed to be weak and inferior to men.
@@TheInsaneArtist is this the only vedio ?
Then 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 intenible 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.