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Drama Audition Female Senior Monologues Northmead Creative & Performing Arts High School NSW, Department of Education and Training N S W , Classical and contemporary audition pieces. Department of Education and T r a i n i n g Imagine, Endeavour, A c h i e v e Northmead CAPAHS Campbell Street Northmead N S W 2 1 5 2 02 96304116 P r i n c i p a l – N . V a z q u e z Northmead Creative & Performing Arts High- Drama Audition The following pieces have been chosen from standard editions of the works. You may use the equivalent monologue from a different edition of the play, for example, if you have access to a different edition of the Shakespeare plays. For translated works, we have chosen a particular translation. However, you may use another translation if that is the version available to you. If you cannot access the Australian plays through your local library, bookshop or bookshops on our suggested list, published editions of the Australian plays are generally available through Currency Press. AUDITION PROCESS You will be required to choose one monologue from the list provided to perform. Please note the delivery time of a monologue may vary depending on your interpretation of the chosen piece. Usual estimated time is between three to eight minutes. So please make sure your monologue is within this time frame. You may be asked to deliver your chosen piece more than once. You will also be tested for improvisation skills. So be prepared to use your imagination and creativity. A script may be handed to you during the audition. So be prepared for a cold read and once again use your imagination in showing how you would interpret the script reading. SUMMARY 1. Viola - Twelfth Night by William Shakespeare 2. Juliet – Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare 3. Hermione – The Winter’s Tale by William Shakespeare 4. Rosalind – As You Like It by William Shakespeare 5. Helena – A Midsummer Night’s Dream by William Shakespeare 6. Beatrice – Much Ado About Nothing by William Shakespeare 7. Portia – Julius Caesar by William Shakespeare 8. Irena – Three Sisters by Anton Chekhov 9. Anna – Wild Honey by Anton Chekhov 10. Cherie – Blackrock by Nick Enright 11. Patsy – Little Murders by Jules Feiffer 12. Rita – Educating Rita by Willy Russell 13. Carol – Oleanna by David Mamet 14. Heavenly – Sweet Bird of Youth by Tennessee Williams 15. Brit in New York – Stuff Happens by David Hare 16. Secretary – Special Offer by Harold Pinter 17. Elizabeth Barry – The Libertine by Stephen Jeffries 18. Margot – The Female of the spieces by Joanna Murray – Smith 19. Emilia – Othello by William Shakespeare 20. Vittoria – The White Devil by John Webster 1 | P a g e Northmead Creative & Performing Arts High- Drama Audition 1. VIOLA - TWELFTH NIGHT by William Shakespeare VIOLA: I left no ring with her: what means this lady? Fortune forbid my outside have not charmed her! She made good view of me, indeed so much, That methought her eyes had lost her tongue, For she did speak in starts distractedly. She loves me, sure; the cunning of her passion Invites me in this churlish messenger. None of my lord's ring? Why, he sent her none. I am the man: if it be so, as 'tis, Poor lady, she were better love a dream. Disguise, I see thou art a wickedness, Wherein the pregnant enemy does much. How easy is it for the proper-false In women's waxen hearts to set their forms! Alas, our frailty is the cause, not we, For such as we are made of, such we be. How will this fadge? My master loves her dearly, And I, poor monster, fond as much on him, And she, mistaken, seems to dote on me: What will become of this? As I am man, My state is desperate for my master's love: As I am woman (now alas the day!) What thriftless sighs shall poor Olivia breathe? O time, thou must untangle this, not I, It is too hard a knot for me t'untie. 2 | P a g e Northmead Creative & Performing Arts High- Drama Audition 2. JULIET - ROMEO AND JULIET by William Shakespeare JULIET: Gallop apace, you fiery-footed steeds, Towards Phoebus' lodging. Such a waggoner As Phaeton would whip you to the west And bring in cloudy night immediately. Spread thy close curtain, love-performing night, That runaway’s eyes may wink, and Romeo Leap to these arms, untalk’d-of and unseen. Lovers can see to do their amorous rites By their own beauties; or, if love be blind, It best agrees with night. Come, civil Night, Thou sober-suited matron, all in black, And learn me how to lose a winning match Play’d for a pair of stainless maidenhoods. Hood my unmann’d blood, bating in my cheeks, With thy black mantle, till strange love grown bold, Think true love acted simple modesty. Come night, come Romeo, come, thou day in night; For thou wilt lie upon the wings of night Whiter than snow upon a raven's back. Come gentle night, come loving black-brow’d night, Give me my Romeo; and when I shall die Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine That all the world will be in love with night, And pay no worship to the garish sun. O, I have bought the mansion of a love But not possessed it, and though I am sold, Not yet enjoy’d. So tedious is this day As is the night before some festival To an impatient child that hath new robes And may not wear them. O, here comes my Nurse. 3 | P a g e Northmead Creative & Performing Arts High- Drama Audition 3. HERMIONE - THE WINTER'S TALE by William Shakespeare HERMIONE: Sir, spare your threats: The bug which you would fright me with, I seek. To me can life be no commodity; The crown and comfort of my life, your favour, I do give lost, for I do feel it gone, But know not how it went. My second joy, And first-fruits of my body, from his presence I am barred, like one infectious. My third comfort (Starred most unluckily is from my breast, The innocent milk in its most innocent mouth) Haled out to murder: myself on every post Proclaimed a strumpet; with immodest hatred The child-bed privilege denied, which 'longs To women of all fashion; Lastly, hurried Here, to this place, i'th'open air, before I have got strength of limit. Now, my liege, Tell me what blessings I have here alive, That I should fear to die? Therefore proceed. But yet hear this: mistake me not: no life, I prize it not a straw, but for mine honour, Which I would free: if I shall be condemned Upon surmises all proofs sleeping else But what your jealousies awake, I tell you, 'Tis rigour and not law. Your honours all, I do refer me to the Oracle: Apollo be my judge! 4 | P a g e Northmead Creative & Performing Arts High- Drama Audition 4. ROSALIND - AS YOU LIKE IT by William Shakespeare ROSALIND: And why I pray you? Who might be your mother, That you insult, exult, and all at once, Over the wretched? What though you have no beauty - As by my faith I see no more in you Than without candle may go dark to bed - Must you be therefore proud and pitiless? Why what means this? Why do you look on me? I see no more in you than in the ordinary Of Nature's sale-work. 'Od's my little life, I think she means to tangle my eyes too! No faith proud mistress, hope not after it. 'Tis not your inky brows, your black silk hair, Your bugle eyeballs, nor your cheek of cream That can entame my spirits to your worship. You foolish shepherd, wherefore do you follow her Like foggy South puffing with wind and rain? You are a thousand times a properer man Than she a woman. 'Tis such fools as you That makes the world full of ill-favour'd children. 'Tis not her glass but you that flatters her, And out of you she sees herself more proper Than any of her lineaments can show her. But mistress, know yourself. Down on your knees And thank heaven, fasting, for a good man's love; For I must tell you friendly in your ear, Sell when you can, you are not for all markets. Cry the man mercy, love him, take his offer; Foul is most foul, being foul to be a scoffer. 5 | P a g e Northmead Creative & Performing Arts High- Drama Audition 5. HELENA - A MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S DREAM by William Shakespeare HELENA: Lo, she is one of this confederacy! Now I perceive they have conjoined all three To fashion this false sport in spite of me. Injurious Hermia! Most ungrateful maid! Have you conspired, have you with these contrived, To bait me with this foul derision? Is all the counsel that we two have shared, The sisters’ vows, the hours that we have spent When we have chid the hasty-footed time For parting us – O! is all forgot? All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key, As if our hands, our sides, voices and minds, Had been incorporate.

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