Memorization from Othello and Henry VI

This is from Othello Act V Scene II where Othello kills Desdemona.  I chose this mostly because my husband is black so I thought it would be fun to perform and I finally convinced him!!  There are 38 lines here of Desdemona, who I will be playing as you can see in the purple.  For the rest of my memorization there is more towards the bottom of this post (after the Othello scene) which also has an explanation so make sure to take a look at that!  We will be performing this by making a video recording and posting it for all to see.  

OTHELLO

Kissing her

Ah balmy breath, that dost almost persuade

Justice to break her sword! One more, one more.

Be thus when thou art dead, and I will kill thee,

And love thee after. One more, and this the last:

So sweet was ne'er so fatal. I must weep,

But they are cruel tears: this sorrow's heavenly;

It strikes where it doth love. She wakes.

DESDEMONA

Who's there? Othello?

OTHELLO

Ay. Desdemona.

DESDEMONA

Will you come to bed, my lord?

OTHELLO

Have you pray'd to-night, Desdemona?

DESDEMONA

Ay, my lord.

OTHELLO

If you bethink yourself of any crime

Unreconciled as yet to heaven and grace,

Solicit for it straight.

DESDEMONA

Alas, my lord, what do you mean by that?

OTHELLO

Well, do it, and be brief; I will walk by:

I would not kill thy unprepared spirit;

No; heaven forfend! I would not kill thy soul.

DESDEMONA

Talk you of killing?

OTHELLO

Ay, I do.

DESDEMONA

Then heaven

Have mercy on me!

OTHELLO

Amen, with all my heart!

DESDEMONA

If you say so, I hope you will not kill me.

OTHELLO

Hum!

DESDEMONA

And yet I fear you; for you are fatal then

When your eyes roll so: why I should fear I know not,

Since guiltiness I know not; but yet I feel I fear.

OTHELLO

Think on thy sins.

DESDEMONA

They are loves I bear to you.

OTHELLO

Ay, and for that thou diest.

DESDEMONA

That death's unnatural that kills for loving.

Alas, why gnaw you so your nether lip?

Some bloody passion shakes your very frame:

These are portents; but yet I hope, I hope,

They do not point on me.

OTHELLO

Peace, and be still!

DESDEMONA

I will so. What's the matter?

OTHELLO

That handkerchief which I so loved and gave thee

Thou gavest to Cassio.

DESDEMONA

No, by my life and soul!

Send for the man, and ask him.

OTHELLO

Sweet soul, take heed,

Take heed of perjury; thou art on thy deathbed.

DESDEMONA

Ay, but not yet to die.

OTHELLO

Yes, presently:

Therefore confess thee freely of thy sin;

For to deny each article with oath

Cannot remove nor choke the strong conception

That I do groan withal. Thou art to die.

DESDEMONA

Then Lord have mercy on me!

OTHELLO

I say, amen.

DESDEMONA

And have you mercy too! I never did

Offend you in my life; never loved Cassio

But with such general warranty of heaven

As I might love: I never gave him token.

OTHELLO

By heaven, I saw my handkerchief in's hand.

O perjured woman! thou dost stone my heart,

And makest me call what I intend to do

A murder, which I thought a sacrifice:

I saw the handkerchief.

DESDEMONA

He found it then;

I never gave it him: send for him hither;

Let him confess a truth.

OTHELLO

He hath confess'd.

DESDEMONA

What, my lord?

OTHELLO

That he hath used thee.

DESDEMONA

How? unlawfully?

OTHELLO

Ay.

DESDEMONA

He will not say so.

OTHELLO

No, his mouth is stopp'd;

Honest Iago hath ta'en order for't.

DESDEMONA

O! my fear interprets: what, is he dead?

OTHELLO

Had all his hairs been lives, my great revenge

Had stomach for them all.

DESDEMONA

Alas! he is betray'd and I undone.

OTHELLO

Out, strumpet! weep'st thou for him to my face?

DESDEMONA

O, banish me, my lord, but kill me not!

OTHELLO

Down, strumpet!

DESDEMONA

Kill me to-morrow: let me live to-night!

OTHELLO

Nay, if you strive--

DESDEMONA

But half an hour!

OTHELLO

Being done, there is no pause.

DESDEMONA

But while I say one prayer!

OTHELLO

It is too late.

He stifles her

This is from Henry VI part i and it is Joan la Pucelle which is Joan of Arc as we know her.  I chose this because I stumbled across a recitation of this on youtube that really caught my attention and Joan of Arc is one of my favorite historical heroes so I was excited to be able to do a monologue that is coming from her point of view.  I will probably be performing this as a video as well.  This is 18 lines long which puts me at 56 lines but I figured this would be okay because some of Desdemona's lines are pretty small and pathetic.

First, let me tell you whom you have condemn'd: 

Not me begotten of a shepherd swain, 

But issued from the progeny of kings; 

Virtuous and holy; chosen from above, 

By inspiration of celestial grace, 

To work exceeding miracles on earth. 

I never had to do with wicked spirits: 

But you, that are polluted with your lusts, 

Stain'd with the guiltless blood of innocents, 

Corrupt and tainted with a thousand vices, 

Because you want the grace that others have, 

You judge it straight a thing impossible 

To compass wonders but by help of devils. 

No, misconceived! Joan of Arc hath been 

A virgin from her tender infancy, 

Chaste and immaculate in very thought; 

Whose maiden blood, thus rigorously effused, 

Will cry for vengeance at the gates of heaven.