Read the monologue for the role of Isabella from the script for Measure for Measure by William Shakespeare. Isabella says:
O you beast!
O faithless coward!. On twenty bloody blocks, he'ld yield them up, Before his sister should her body stoop. To such abhorr'd pollution. Then, Isabel, live chaste, and, brother, die: More than our brother is our chastity. I'll tell him yet of Angelo's request, And fit his mind to death, for his soul's rest.
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From: Measure for Measure Act 2, Scene 2. Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer Would use his heaven for thunder; Nothing but thunder! Merciful Heaven, Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak Than the soft myrtle: but man, proud man,. God bless you, your Honor! LUCIO. [aside to ISABELLA] Give't not o'er so: to him 60 again, entreat him; Kneel down before him, hang upon his gown: You are too cold; if you should need a pin, You could not with more tame a tongue desire it: To him, I say! LUCIO. [To ISABELLA so that only she can hear] ISABELLA.
