Measure for Measure by William Shakespeare
page 73 of 164 (44%)
page 73 of 164 (44%)
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That bears the name of life? Yet in this life
Lie hid more thousand deaths: yet death we fear, That makes these odds all even. CLAUDIO. I humbly thank you. To sue to live, I find I seek to die; And, seeking death, find life. Let it come on. ISABELLA. [Within.] What, ho! Peace here; grace and good company! PROVOST. Who's there? come in: the wish deserves a welcome. DUKE. Dear sir, ere long I'll visit you again. CLAUDIO. Most holy sir, I thank you. [Enter ISABELLA.] ISABELLA. My business is a word or two with Claudio. PROVOST. And very welcome. Look, signior, here's your sister. DUKE. |
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