What Is A Soliloquy? A Soliloquy Is An Instance Of Talking

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What is a soliloquy? A soliloquy is an instance of talking to or conversing with oneself, or of uttering one’s thoughts aloud without addressing any person (speech to the audience) Shakespeare’s effective use of soliloquies reveal the protagonist, Hamlet’s most personal inner thoughts and struggles Hamlet – a complex character; analytical (looks at situations from all angles)/reflective/contemplative/intelligent Thesis: In the famous revenge tragedy “Hamlet” by William Shakespeare, soliloquies (insert part of definition)------------------- These series of soliloquies - progression of Hamlet’s character; exposing his evolution (range of emotions/ experiences significant emotional sufferings); gives the reader a detailed insight reveal…show more content…
It was like Hyperion, the sun god, compared to a lecherous satyr. He’d been so loving to his mother that he wouldn’t even allow the gentle breeze of heaven to blow too roughly on her face. He lifted his hands and blocked his ears as though to shut his father’s memory out. She had loved him so much, adored him, as though the more she had of him the more she wanted him. And yet, within a month! He couldn’t bear to think about it. Women were so inconsistent! Only a month, even before the shoes with which she had followed his father’s body were old, all flowing with tears, she, even she… Oh God! Even an animal that doesn’t have reason, would have mourned longer – ..she married his uncle! His father’s brother, but no more like his father than he was like Hercules. Even before the salt of those hypocritical tears had left her swollen eyes, she married. Oh, most wicked speed, to hurry so enthusiastically to incestuous sheets! It couldn’t end happily. But he would just have to break his heart, because he had to hold his tongue. * Act 2 scene 2 {around lines 510} Hamlet scolds himself; calls himself a coward/questions why he can’t avenge his father’s death; questions everything; not mature enough to make CONFUSED • “O what a rogue and peasant slave am I…Yet I, A dull and muddy-mettled rascal, peak Like John-a-dreams, unpregnant of my cause, And can say nothing—no, not for a king, Upon whose property and most dear life A damned defeat was
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