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...fact, Her brother's ghost his paved bed would break, And take her hence in horror. Mari. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me ; Hold up your hands,...better For being a little bad : so may my husband. O, Isabel ! will you not lend a knee? Duke. He dies for Claudio's death. Isab. Most bounteous sir,...

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...fact, Her brother's ghost his paved bed would break, And take her hence in horror. Mart. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me; Hold up your hands,...better For being a little bad: so may my husband. O, Isabel ! will you not lend a knee ? Duke. He dies for Claudio's death. Isab. Most bounteous sir,...

...your knees, and all my life to come I'll lend you, all my life to do you service. Mari. Isabel, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me; Hold up your hands,...better For being a little bad: so may my husband. O, Isabel! will you not lend a knee ? Duke. He dies for Claudio's death. Isal. Most bounteous sir,...

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...this fact, Her brother's ghost his paved bed would break, And take her hence in horror. Mari. Isabel, And, for the most, become much more the better For being a little bad : so may my husband. O, Isabel ! will you not lend a knee ? Duke. He dies tor Claudio's death. Isab. Most bounteous sir,...

...Still Mariana said, "Isabel, sweet Isabel, do but kneel by me, hold up year hand, say nothing 1 I will speak all. They say, best men are moulded out of faults, and for the most part become much the better for being a little bad. So may my husband. Oh Isabel, will you not lend...