Anne and Henry: Greensleeves, just a thousand

I think this is a really good monologue and since it is said that Henry wrote Greensleeves for Anne, I thought I could as well use this song with it. I hope you like this little vid. Anne: For six years, this year, and this, and this, and this, I did not love him. And then I did. Then I was his. I can count the days I was his in hundreds. The days we bedded. Married. Were Happy. Bore Elizabeth. Hated. Lusted. Bore a dead which condemned to death. In all one thousand days. Just a thou