Reading Measure, for Measure — William Shakespeare

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Duke.

There was a Friar told me of this man.

Sirha, thou art said to haue a stubborne soule

That apprehends no further then this world,

And squar'st thy life according: Thou'rt

condemn'd,

But for those earthly faults, I quit them all,

And pray thee take this mercie to prouide

For better times to come: Frier aduise him,

I leaue him to your hand. What muffeld fellow's

that?

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