我来用这个帖子记录我的英文独白，大部分应该是英音，部分是美音（楼主英音三脚猫功夫）。dramatic monologue的意思是戏剧性独白，与其对应的是comedic monologue。大家支持顶顶哦～

THE LIBERTINE
Elizabeth:
You have no understanding, do you? You have comprehended – just – that I am tired of being your mistress and your solution is to conscript me into becoming your wife. It is not being a mistress I am tired of, John. I am tired of you. I do not wish to be your wife. I do not wish to be anyone’s wife. I wish to continue being the creature I am. I am no Nell Gwyn, I will not give up the stage as soon as a King or a Lord has seen me on it and, wishing me to be his and his alone, will then pay a fortune to keep me off it. I am not the sparrow you picked up in the roadside, my love. London walks into this theatre to see me – not George’s play nor Mr. Betterton. They want me and they want me over and over again. And when people desire you in such a manner, then you can envisage a steady river of gold lapping at your doorstep, not five pound here or there for pity or bed favours, not a noble’s ransom for holding you hostage from the thing you love, but a lifetime of money amassed through your own endeavours. That is riches. ‘Leave this gaudy, gilded stage’. You’re right, this stage is gilded. It is gilded with my future earnings. And I will not trade those for a dependency on you. I will not swap my certain glory for your undependable love.

The Cursed Child
DELPHINI：Avada Kedavra!
Did you not understand? These are not childish games we are playing here. You are useful to me, your friends are not.
It took me a long time to discover your weakness, Albus Potter. I thought it was pride, I thought it was the need to impress your father, but then I realized your weakness as the same as your father’s: friendship. You will do exactly as you are told, otherwise Scorpius will die, just like that spare did.
Voldemort will return and
the Augurey will sit at his side. Just as it was prophesized. “When spares are spared, when time is
turned, when unseen children murder their fathers: Then will the Dark Lord return.”Cedric is the spare, and Albus –– the
unseen child who will kill his father by rewriting time and so return the Dark Lord.

LYNETTE: I was like you once. Lost. Confused. A piece of s***. Then I met Charlie… I was sitting on the beach in Venice. I’d just had a big fight with my daddy about, I don’t know, my eye make-up or the bombing of Cambodia. He said I was a drug addict and a wh*** and I should get out of his house forever. I went down to the beach and sat down on the sand and cried. I felt like I was disappearing. Like the whole world was dividing into two parts. Me, and everybody else. And then this guy came down the beach, this dirty-looking little elf. He stopped in front of me and smiled this twinkly devil smile and said, “Your daddy kicked you out.” He knew! “Your daddy kicked you out”! How could he know? My daddy didn’t tell him, so who could’ve? God. God sent this dirty-looking little elf to save a little girl lost on a beach. He smiled again and touched my hair and off he went. And for a minute I just watched him go. Then I ran and caught his hand, and until they arrested him for stabbing Sharon Tate, I never let it go.

Wutherine Heights（我最喜欢的小说之一）
CATHERINE: I wouldn't be you for a kingdom! Nelly, help me to convince her of her madness. Tell her what Heathcliff is: an unreclaimed creature, without refinement, without cultivation; an arid wilderness of furze and whinstone. I'd as soon put that little canary into the park on a winter's day, as recommend you to bestow your heart on him! It is deplorable ignorance of his character, child, and nothing else, which makes that dream enter your head. Pray, don't imagine that he conceals depths of benevolence and affection beneath a stern exterior! He's not a rough diamond - a pearl-containing oyster of a rustic: he's a fierce, pitiless, wolfish man. I never say to him, "Let this or that enemy alone, because it would be ungenerous or cruel to harm them;" I say, "Let them alone, because I should hate them to be wronged:" and he'd crush you like a sparrow's egg, Isabella, if he found you a troublesome charge. I know he couldn't love a Linton; and yet he'd be quite capable of marrying your fortune and expectations: avarice is growing with him a besetting sin. There's my picture: and I'm his friend -- so much so, that had he thought seriously to catch you, I should, perhaps, have held my tongue, and let you fall into his trap. Banish him from your thoughts. He's a bird of bad omen: no mate for you.

Wutherine Heights（看看这肥美多汁的独白，看哭了我好几遍）
Catherine,
to Ellen
I don’t think I belong in Heaven, Ellen. I dreamt once I was there. I dreamt I’m in Heaven and that Heaven didn’t seem to be my home. And I broke my heart with weeping to come back to Earth and the angels were so angry they flung me out in the middle of the heath on top of Wuthering Heights. And I woke up sobbing with joy. That’s it Ellen. I have no more business marrying Edgar Linton than I have of being in Heaven. But Ellen, Ellen, what can I do? … Who else? And if the wicked man in there had not brought Heathcliff so low, I shouldn’t have thought of it. It would degrade me to marry Heathcliff now; so he shall never know how I love him: and that, not because he’s handsome, Nelly, but because he’s more myself than I am, whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same. And Linton’s is as different as frost from fire. My love for Linton is like the foliage in the woods: time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees. My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. I once thought of living as Heathcliff. Ellen, I AM Heathcliff. He is always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being. So don't talk about our separation again.

Wuthering Heights
HEATHCLIFF(male): May she wake in torment. I pray one prayer—I repeat it till my tongue stiffens—Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living; you said I killed you—haunt me, then! The murdered do haunt their murderers, I believe. I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul!'

很好奇为啥没有任何评论，全是楼主一个人在自己海嗨