Measure For Measure – Monologue (Isabella – 2)

A monologue from the play by William Shakespeare


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,
Drest in a little brief authority,
Most ignorant of what he’s most assured,
His glassy essence, like an angry ape,
Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven
As make the angels weep; who, with our spleens,
Would all themselves laugh mortal.

Read the play here – Folger|No Fear Shakespeare

Watch the movie – 1979 (Kate Nelligan)|2019 (Royal Shakespeare Company)

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