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MEASURE FOR MEASURE
Act 5 scene 1
Isabella:
Justice, O royal duke! Vail your regard
Upon a wronged - I would fain have said a maid.
O worthy prince, dishonor not your eye
By throwing it on any other object,
Till you have heard me, in my true complaint,
And given me justice, justice, justice, justice!
O worthy duke,
You bid me seek redemption of the devil!
Hear me yourself: for that which I must speak
Must either punish me, not being believed,
Or wring redress from you... Hear me, O, hear me, here.
Most strange...but yet most truly will I speak.
That Angelo's forsworn, is it not strange?
That Angelo's a murderer, it's not strange?
That Angelo is an adulterous thief,
An hypocrite, a virgin-violator -
Is it not strange and strange?
It is not truer he is Angelo
Than this is all as true as it is strange;
Nay, it is ten times true, for truth is truth
To th'end of reck'ning.
O prince, I conjure thee, as thou believ'st
There is another comfort than this world,
That thou neglect me not, with that opinion
That I am touched with madness: make not impossible
That which but seems unlike. "Tis not impossible
But one, the wicked'st caitiff on the ground, May seem as shy, as grave, as just, as
absolute...
As Angelo! even so may Angelo,
In all his dressings, caracts, titles, forms,
Be an arch-villain... Believe it, royal prince,
If he be less, he's nothing, but he's more,
Had I more name for badness.