What say I, besides that I am relieved
That my child shall be born to know his father
And I shall not be a widow before a mother
My dear Claudio shall be pardoned
And for Angelo, I do desire a worser fate
For the crime he committed
Puts mine of love to shame
Worse than an act of the heart
is an act of loveless desire
Fie! He hath disgraced our race.
Anon to my son's father shall I be wed
and I only pity those who will not know such bliss
I fain would endure a thousand more cells
If my cousin Isabella could share in my bliss
I prithee she accepts the Duke's request
and all shall be well ere my son is born.
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