King Richard the Third Act 1 scene 1
Soliloquy
Now is the harshest time of our dissatisfaction with our circumstances
Which was made famous during summer because of King Edward IV,
And all the clouds that threaten our home
Are buried in the depths of the ocean.
Now we wear wreaths to show victory on our heads,
We have removed our amour and weapons and hung them as to remember these events,
The call to arms turned to merry, enjoyable meetings,
Our face is no longer ridden with war but of cheerful smiled.
Instead of charging towards enemies;
To fight against our fearful opponents
He dances and leaps charming women,
To the luxurious sounds of a stringed musical instrument
But i am not made to trick women this way.
Nor am i attractive to attract a erotic woman,
I who am ugly but wants love;
And to purposefully walk past a beutigful woman
I am cheated of having this chance;
Because i born premature and deformed,
Brought into the world not fully developed
Out of the blue,
Dogs bark at me when i walk past,
Thought we are in a time of peace i feel no delight,
Unless i see my shadow in the sun
And change a discourse of a theme.
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