Reading Measure, for Measure — William Shakespeare

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Who will beleeue thee Isabell?

My vnsoild name, th' austeerenesse of my life,

My vouch against you, and my place i'th State,

Will so your accusation ouer‑weigh,

That you shall stifle in your owne reporr,

And smell of calumnie. I haue begun,

And now I giue my sensuall race, the reine,

Fit thy consent to my sharpe appetite,

Lay by all nicetie, and prolixious blushes

That banish what they sue for: Redeeme thy brother,

By yeelding vp thy bodie to my will,

Or else he must not onelie die the death,

But thy vnkindnesse shall his death draw out

To lingring sufferance: Answer me to morrow,

Or by the affection that now guides me most,

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