Katherine's Monologue
I wrote this after watching Romeo and Juliet…not that it is a Romeo/Juliet thing. I just was caught up in the Shakespeare mood…and so, instead of concentrating on Geography, I whipped out my trust blank notebook and began to write this. I like it… My dad likes it…hope you do too!
Situation: Her father has arranged for her to marry a rich, titled man in a month's time. After much begging and pleading, Katherine has convinced her father to let her marry the man she loves. Under one condition: (there's always a condition, isn't there?) that she must choose the man that night, or else the arranged marriage will continue. Katherine is absolutely thrilled…when she realizes that she flawed…she doesn't HAVE anyone she wants to marry. Distraught, she rushes to her friend, Diane, and asks for counseling. After learning about the situation, Diane remembers that Katherine is corresponding with a man for quite some time. He has asked for Katherine's hand in marriage…she has yet to respond. She has never actually met the man. So she must decide- the letter writer, or her betrothed. (This is Katherine's response to Diane's suggestion of the letter writer)
Katherine: Him? I do not know the man! Thus, I can not love thee I do not know. But oh! His words. I would lay down thine own life for but to hear them uttered from his lips. For parchment can lie-can deceive-can betray. But if they do not, and his words in sooth, then there is no woman more lucky than I. Oh, if ears could hear and eyes to see what they dost yet not know!
To take the risk and loose, forgoing all dreams, would throw me into a deep misery beyond any I have known. For to not dream is to not live, and life is yet one of the few I have for my own.
Yet far worse still is to know I choose wrong. To delay too long in the fields of judgment and be forced to live like my betters and not for love. To loose thy opportunity is to rip the infant for the woman's bosom. To have labored for so much and all in vain.
Love can be taught, if it must. But better learn with one loved in an illusion, than one never loved at all. A man with words to swoon even the love-lost should not be forgotten. I have made my decision- I will wed my mystery lover!
I wrote this after watching Romeo and Juliet…not that it is a Romeo/Juliet thing. I just was caught up in the Shakespeare mood…and so, instead of concentrating on Geography, I whipped out my trust blank notebook and began to write this. I like it… My dad likes it…hope you do too!
Situation: Her father has arranged for her to marry a rich, titled man in a month's time. After much begging and pleading, Katherine has convinced her father to let her marry the man she loves. Under one condition: (there's always a condition, isn't there?) that she must choose the man that night, or else the arranged marriage will continue. Katherine is absolutely thrilled…when she realizes that she flawed…she doesn't HAVE anyone she wants to marry. Distraught, she rushes to her friend, Diane, and asks for counseling. After learning about the situation, Diane remembers that Katherine is corresponding with a man for quite some time. He has asked for Katherine's hand in marriage…she has yet to respond. She has never actually met the man. So she must decide- the letter writer, or her betrothed. (This is Katherine's response to Diane's suggestion of the letter writer)
Katherine: Him? I do not know the man! Thus, I can not love thee I do not know. But oh! His words. I would lay down thine own life for but to hear them uttered from his lips. For parchment can lie-can deceive-can betray. But if they do not, and his words in sooth, then there is no woman more lucky than I. Oh, if ears could hear and eyes to see what they dost yet not know!
To take the risk and loose, forgoing all dreams, would throw me into a deep misery beyond any I have known. For to not dream is to not live, and life is yet one of the few I have for my own.
Yet far worse still is to know I choose wrong. To delay too long in the fields of judgment and be forced to live like my betters and not for love. To loose thy opportunity is to rip the infant for the woman's bosom. To have labored for so much and all in vain.
Love can be taught, if it must. But better learn with one loved in an illusion, than one never loved at all. A man with words to swoon even the love-lost should not be forgotten. I have made my decision- I will wed my mystery lover!