For me, That am a maid, though most ungentle fortune Have placed me in this sty, where, since I came, Diseases have been sold dearer than physic, O, that the gods Would set me free from this unhallow'd place, Though they did change me to the meanest bird That flies i' the purer air!
As for me, A virgin, though most unfair fate Has placed me in this filthy place, where, since I came, diseases have been more expensive than medicine, Oh, if only the gods would free me from this unholy place, even if they had to turn me into the lowliest bird that flies in the clean air!
Marina · Act 4, Scene 6
Marina speaks directly to the governor Lysimachus, naming her fate without shame or false modesty. The passage endures because it shows a young woman claiming her own story — she describes her fall not as sin but as misfortune, and her virtue not as fragility but as something solid enough to survive corruption. The image of the bird escaping to purer air becomes the play's deepest metaphor.