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Isa. 0, let him marry her!

Isab. Doth he so seek his life?
Lucio,
This is the point. Lucio.

Has censur'd I him
The duke is very strangely gone from hence; Already; and, as I hear, the provost hath
Bore many gentlemen, myself being one, A warrant for his execution.
In hand, and hope of action : but we do learn Isab. Alas! what poor ability's in me
By those that know the very nerves of state, To do himn good?
His givings out were ot' an infinite distance Lucio. Assay the power you have.
From his true-meant design. Upon his place, I ab. My power! Alas! I doubt,-
And with full line* of his authority,

Lucio.

Our doubts are traitors, Governg lord Angelo; a man, whose blood And make us lose the good we oft might win, Is very suow broth; one who never feels By fearing to attempt : Go to lord Angelo, The wanton stings and motions of the sense; And let him learn to know, when maidens sue, But doth rebate and blunt his natural edge Men give like gods; but when they weep and With profits of the minci, study and fast. All their petitions are as freely theirs [kneel, He (to give fear to use and liberty,

As they themselves would owes them.
Which have, for long, run by the hideous law, Isab. l'll see what I can do.
As mice by lions,) hath pick'd ont an act, Lucio.

But speedily.
Under whose heavy sense yonr brother's life Isab. I will about it straight;
Falls into forfeit: he arrests him on it; No longer stiying but to give the mother il
And follows close the rigour of the statute, Notice of my attair. I humbly thank you:
To make him an example: all hope is gone,

Commend me to my brother : soon at night Unless you have the gracet by your fair prayer | I'll send him certain word of my success. To soften Angelo: And that's my pith

Lucio, I take my leave of you. Of business 'twist you and your poor brother.

Isab.

Cood sir, adiel,

(Exeunt.

ACT II.

. SCENE I. A Hall in Angelo's House. You may not so extenuate his offence,

For I have liad such faults; but rather tell me, Enter ANGELO, ESCALUS, a Justice, Provost, When I, that censure 9 him, do so offend, Officers, ant other Attendants.

Let mine own juriginent pattern ont iny death, Ang. We must not make a scare-crow of the And nothing come in pariial. Sir, he must die. Setting it up to fears the birds of prey, ilaw, Escul. Be it as your wisdom will, And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Ang.

Where is the provost? Their perch, and not their terror.

Prov. Here, if it like your honour.
Escul.

Ay, but yet
Ang

See that Claudio
Let us be keen, and rather cut a little, (tleman, Be executed by nine to-morrow morning:
Than fall, and bruise to death : Alas! ibis gen. Bring him his confessor, let him be prepared;
Whom I would save, had a most noble father. For that's the utmost of his pilgrimage.
Let but your honour know **,

(Exit Provosta (Whom I believe to be most strait in virtue, Escal. Well, heaven forgive him; and forThat, in the working of your own affections, give us all! Had time coher'd t t with place, or place with Some rise by sin, and some hy virtue fall : wishing,

Some run from brakes *** of vice, and answer Or that the resolute acting of your blood [pose, none; Could have attaia'd the effect of your own pur- And some condemned for a fault alone. Whether you had not sometime in your lite Enter E.BOX, FRUTH, Clown, Officers, &c. Err'd in this point which now you censure him, · Elb. Comé, bring them away: if these be And pull'd the law upon you.

good people in a coinmon-wealt11, that do no. Ang. 'Tis one thing to be tempted, Escalus, ining but use their abuses in common houses, Another thing to fall. I not deny,

I know no law; bring them away. The jury, passing ou the prisoner's life,

Ang. How now, sir! What's your name? May, in the sworu twelve, have a thief or two and what's the matter? Guiltier than hin they try : What's open made El). Ii it please yonr honour, I am the poor to justice,

duke's coustable, ind my name is Elbow; I That justice seizes. What know the laws, do lean upon justice, sir, and do bring in here That thieves do pass on thieves ? "lis very before your goo'i honour two notorious benepregnant,

fuctors. The jewel that we find, we stoop and take it, Ang. Benefactors? Well; what benefactors Because we see it; but what we do not see, are they? are they not malefactors? We tread upon, and never think of it.

Elb. If it please your honour, I know not

• Extent. + Power of gaining favour. I Sentenced. Scare. ** Examine. ++ Suited. Il Pase judgment.

IT Sentence. *** Thickets, thorny paths of vice.

§ Have. || Abbess. Plain. || Because

Itt Wealth.

well what they are: but precise villains they Clo. Why, very well: I telling you then, if are, that I am sure of; and void of all profa- you be remember'd, that such a one, and such mation in the world, that good christians ought a one, were past cure of the thing yon wot of, to have.

unless they kept very good diet, as I told yon. Escal. This comes off well; here's a wise Froth. All this is true. officer.

Clo. Why, very well then. Ang. Go to: What quality are they of? Escal. Come, yon are a tedious fool: to the * Elbow is your name? Why dost thoù not purpose.- What was done to Elbow's wife, speak, Elbow?

that he hath cause to complain of? Come me Clo. He cannot, sir; he's out at elbow. to what was done to lier. Ang. What are you, sir?

Clo. Sir, your honour cannot come to that Elb. He, sir ? a tapster, sir; parcel t-bawd; yet. one that serves a bad woman ; whose house, Escal. No, sir, nor I mean it not. sir, was, as they say, plack'd down in the sub- Clo. Sir, but you shall come to it, by your trbs; and now she professes I a hot-house, honour's leave: And, I beseech yon, look into which, I think, is a very ill house too. master Froth here, sir; a man of fourscore Escal. How know you that?

pound a-year; whore 'ather died at Hallow. Elb. My wife, sir, whom I detest s before inas:- Was't not at Haliowmas, master Froth? beaven and your honor,

Froth. All-hollond || eve. Escal. How! thy wife?

Clo. Why, very well; I hope here be truths: Elb. Ay, sir; whom, I thank heaven, is an He, sir, sitting, as I say, in a lower { chair, honest woman,

sir ;-'twas in the Bunch of Grapes, where, Escal. Dost thon detest her therefore? indeed, you have a delight to sit: Have you Elb. I say, sir, I will detest myself also, as not? well as she, that this house, if it be not a Froth. I have so; because it is an open hawd's house, it is pity of her life, for it is a roon, and good for winter. Daughty bouse.

Clo. Why, very well then ;-I hope here be Escul. How dost thon know that,constable! truths.

El). Marry, sir, by my wife; who, iť she Ang. This will last out a night in Russia, had been a woman carvinally given, might When nights are longest there: I'll take my tave been accused in fornication, adultery, leave, and all uncleanliness there.

And leave yon to the hearing of the cause; Escal. By the woman's means?

Hoping, you'll find good cause to whip them Eli. Ay, sir, hy mistress Overdone's means : all. but as she spit in his fice, so she defied him. Escal. I think no less : Good morrow to Clo. Sir, if it please your honour, this is your lordship. [Erit ANGELO.

Now, sir, come on: What was done to Elbow's Elb. Prove it before these varlets here, thou wife, once more? honourable man, prove it.

Clo. Once, sir? there was nothing done to Escal. Do you hear how he misplaces?

her once.

[70 ANGELO. Elh. I beseech you, sir, ask him what this Clo. Sir, she came in great with child; and inan did to my wife. longing (saving your hononr's reverence,) for Clo. I beseech your hononr, ask me. stew'd prunes; sir, we had but two in the Escal. Well, sir : What did this gentleman house, which at that very distant time stood, to her ? as it were, in a fruit-dish, a dish of some three Clo. I beseech you, sir, look in this gentlepence; your honours have scen such dishes ; man's face:-Good master Froth, look upon they are not China dishes, but very good dishes. his hononr ; 'ris for a good purpose : Dotb

Escal. Go to, go to: no matter for the dish, your honour mark his face? sir.

Escul. Ay, sir, very well. Clo. No, indeed, sir, not of a pin ; you are Clo. Nay, I beseech you, mark it well. therein in the riglit: but, to the point: As I Escal. Well, I do su. say, this mistress Elbow, being, as I say, with Cio. Doth your honour see any harm iu his child, and being great belly'd, and longing, as face? I said, for prones; and having but two in the Eicil. Why, no. dish, as I said, mister Froth here, this very Clo. I'll be supposed** upon a book, his face man, having eaten the rest, as I said, and, as is the worst thing about him: Good then; if I say, paying for them very honestly ;-for, his face be the worst thing about him, bow as you know, master Froth, I could not give could master Froth do the constable's wife any you three pence aga

harm? I would know that of your honour. Froth. No, indeed.

E cal. He's in the right: Constable, what Clo. Very well: yon being then, if yon be say you to it? remember'i, cracking the stones of the fore- Elb. First, an it like you, the house is a re

spected house; nest, this is a respected fels Froth. Ay, so I did, indeed.

low; and his mistress is a respected woman, • Well told. 1 Partly. Keeps a bagnio.

For protest. | Eve of All Saints day.

| Easy.

** Deposed, sworu

tot so.

said prunes.

Clo. By this hand, sir, his wife is a more being a bawd? What do you think of the respected person than any of us all.

trade, Pompey? is it a lawful trade? Elb. Varlet, thou liest; thou liest, wicked Cló. If the law would allow it, sir. varlet: the time is yet to come, that she was Escal. But the law will not allow it, Pom. ever respected with man, woman, or child. pey; nor it shall not be allowed in Vienna.

Clo. Sir, she was respected with him before Clo. Does your worship mcan to geld and he married with her.

spay all the youth in the city? Escal. Which is the wiser here? Justice, or Éscal. No, Pompey. Iniquity *? Is this true?

Clo. Truly, sir, in my poor opinion, they Elb. O thou caitiff! () thou varlet! O thou will to't then: If your worship will take orwicked Hannibalt! I respected with her, beder for the drabs and the knaves, you need fore I was married to her? If ever I was re- not to fear the bawds. spected with her, oi she with me, Jet not your Escal. There are pretty orders beginning, I worship think me the poor duke's officer :- can tell you: It is but heading and hanging. Prove This, thou wicked Hannibal, or I'll bave Clo. If you head and hang all that offend mine action of battery on thee.

that way but for ten year together, you'll be Escal. If he took' you a box oear, you glad to give out a cominission for more heads. might bave your action of slander too. If this law hold in Vienna ten year, I'll rent

Elb. Marry, I thank your good worship for the faircst house in it, after three peace a bay: it: What is't your worship’s pleasure I should If you live to see this come to pass, say, Pom. do with this wicked caitiff?

pey told you so. Escal. Truly, officer, because he hath some Escal. Thank you, good Pompey: and, in offences in hlin, that thou wouldst discover if requital of your prophecy, hark yon,- 1 advise thou couldst, let him continue in his courses, you, let me not tind you before ine again upon till thou know'st what they are.

auy complaint whatsoever, no, noi tor dwelling Elb. Marry, I thank your worship for it:-wherc you do; if I do, Pompey, I shall bear Thou seest, thou wicked varlet now, what's you to your tent, and prove a shrewd Cæsar come upon thee; thou art to continue now, io you; in plain dealing, Poinpey, I shall have thou varlet; thou art to continue.

you whipt: so for this time, Pompey, fare you Escal. Where were you born, frierd? well.

(TO FROTA. Clo. I thank yonr worship for your good Froth. Here in Vienna, sir.

counsel; but I shall follow it, as the flesh and Escal. Are you of fourscore pounds a-year? fortune shall better determine. Froth. Yes, and't please you, sir.

Whip me? No, no; let carman whip his jade; Escal. So.- What trade are you of, sir? The valiant heart's not whipt out of his trade. [to the Clown.

(Erit, Clo. A tapster; a poor widow's tapster. Escal. Come hither to me, master Elbow; Escal. Your mistress's name?

come hither, master ('onstable. How long Clo. Mistress Over-done.

have you been in this place of constable? Escal. Hath she had any more than one Elb. Seven year and a half, sir. husband ?

Escal. I thought, by your readiness in the Clo. Nine, sir; Over-done by the last. office, you had continued in it some time:

Escal. Nine!--Come hither to me, master | You say, seven years together? Froth. Master Froth, I would not have you Elb. And a half, sir. acquainted with tapsters; they will draw you, Escal. Alas! it hath been great pains to master Froth, and you will hang them : 'Get you! They do you wrong to put you so oft you gone, and let me hear no more of you. npon't: Are there not men in your ward suf

Froth. I thank your worship: For mine ficlent to serve it! own part, I never come into any room in a Elb. Faith, sir, few of any wit in such mat. taphouse, but I am drawn in.

ters: as they are chosen, they are glad to Escal. Well; no more of it, inaster Froth: choose me for them; I do it for some piece of farewell.[Exit Frorh.)-Come you hither to money, and go through with all. me, master tapster; what's your name, master Escal. Look you, bring me in the names of tapster?

some six or seven, the most sufficient of your Clo. Pompey.

parish. Escal. What else?

Elb. To your worship's house, sir? Clo. Bam, sir.

Escal. To my house: Fare you well.(Exit. Escal.'Troth, and your bum is the greatest Elbow.) What's o'clock, think yon? thing abont you: sothat, in the beastliest sense, Just. Eleven, sir. you are Pompey the great. Pompey, you are Escal. I pray you liome to dinner with me. partly a bawd, Pompey, howsoever you colour Just. I humbly thank you. it in being a tapster. Are you not ? come, tell Escal. It grieves me for the death of Clau. me true; it shall be the better for you. dio; But there's no remedy.

Clo. Truly, sir, I am a poor fellow, that Just. Lord Angelo is severe. wonld live.

Escal.

It is but needful: Escal. How would you live, Pompey? by Mercy is not itself, that oft looks so;

• Constable or clown.

# For cannibal.

1 Measurco.

Ång.

Pardon is still the nurse of second woe; To find the faults, whose fine stands in record,
But yet,-Poor Claudio!- There's no remedy. And let go by the actor.
Come, sir.

[Exeunt.
Isab.

O just, but severe law!

I had a brother then.-Heaven keep your hoSCENE II. Another Room in the same.

nour!

(Retirirg.

Lucio. [To Isa B.) Give not o'er so: to him Enter Provost and a Servant.

again, entreat him; Seru. He's hearing of a causc; he will come Kneel down before lim, hang upon his gown; straight.

You are too cold: if you should need a pin, I'll tell him of yog.

(know You could not with more tame a tongue desire Prov. Pray you, do. [ Exit Servant. I'll To him, I say.

[it: His pleasure; may be, he will relent: Alas, Isab. Must he needs die ! He bath but as offended in a dream!

Ang.

Maiden, no remedy. All sects, all ages smack of this vice; and he

Isub. Yes; I do think that you might parTo die for it!

don him,

Imercy, Enter Angelo.

And neither heaven, nor man, grieve at the Ang. Now, what's the matter, provost ? Ang. I will not do't. Prov. Is it your will Claudio shall die to

Isab.

But can yon, if you wonld! morrow

Ang. Look, what I will not, that I cannot do. Ang. Did I not tell thee, yea? hadst thou

Isab. But might you do't, and do the world! Why dost thou ask again!

(not order!
no wrong,

(morse Prov.

Lest I might be too rash: If so your heart were tonch'd with that reUnder your good correction, I have seen, As mine is to him! When, after execution, judgment hath

Ang.

He's sentenc'd: 'tis too late. Repented o'er his doom.

Lucio. You are too cold. [To IS A BELLA. Go to; let that be mine:

Isab. Too late! why, no; I, that do speak Do yon your office, or give up your place,

word, And you shall well be spar'd.

May call it back again: Well believet this, Prou. I crave your bonour's pardon.—No ceremony that io great ones 'longs, What shall be done, sir, with the groaning Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, She's very near her hour.

[Juliet! The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Ang.

Dispose of her

Become them with ove half so good a grace, To some more fitter place; and that with speed. As mercy does. If he had been as yon Re-enter Servant.

And you as be, yon would have slipt like him ; Serv. Here is the sister of the man con. But hie, like yon, would not have been so stern. Desires access to you.

(demn'd,

Ang. Pray you, begone.
Ang.
Hath he a sister?

Isub. I would to heaven I had your potency, Prov. Ay, my good lord; a very virtuous And you were Isabel! should it ihen be thus? And to be shortly of a sisterhood, (maid, No; I would tell what 'twere to be a judge, If not already.

And what a prisoner.
Ang.
Well, let her be admitted.

Lucio. Ay, touch him; there's the vein. [Exil Servant.

[Aside. See you, the fornicatress be removed;

Ang. Your brother is a forfeit of the law, Let her have needful, but not lavish, means; And you but waste your words. Tbere shall be order for it.

Isab.

Alas! alas! Enter Lucio and Isa BELLA.

Why, all the sonls that were, were forfeit once; Prov.Save your honour! [Offering to retire. And He that might the vantage best have took, Ang. Stay a little while !--[T, ISAB.] You Found out the remedy: How would you be,

are welcome: What's your will! Ir he, which is the top of judgment, should Isab. I am a woeful suitor to your honour, But judge you as you are? O, think on that; Please but your honour hear me,

And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Ang.

Well; what's your suit! Like man new made. Istb. There is a vice, that most I do abhor, Ang.

Be yon content, fair maid; And most desire should meet the blow of justice; | It is the law, not I, condemns your brother; For which I wonld not plead, but that I must; Were he my kinsman, brother, or my son, For which I must not plead, but that I am It should be thas with him;-he must die to. At war, 'twixt will and will not.

[him, spare him: Ang.

Well; the matter! Isab. T'o-morrow! O, that's sadden! Spare Isab. I have a brother is condemn'd to die: He's pot prepar'd for death! Even for onr I do beseech you, let it be his fault,

kitchens,

(heaven And not my brother.

We kill the fowl of seasoni; shall we serve Pror. Heaven give thee moving graces! With less respect than we do minister Ang. Condemn the fault, and not the actor To our gross selves? Good, govd my lord, be of it!

think you: Why, every faull's condemn'd, ere it be done: Who is it thist bath died for this offence? Mine were the very cipher of a function, There's many have committed it.

+ Be assured.

When in season.

morrow.

• Pity.

morrow.

Lucio.

Ay, well said. Isab. Gentle my lord, turn back. Ang. The law hath not been dead, though it Ang. I will bethink me:-Come again tohath slept :

(lord, turn back. Those many had not dar'd to do that evil, Isab. Hark, how I'll bribe you: Good my If the first man that did the edict infringe, Ang. How! bribe me! Had answer'd for his deed: now, 'tis awake; Isab. Ay, with such gifts, that heaven shall Take note of what is done; and, like a prophet, share with you. Looks in a glass, that shows what future evils, Lucio. You had inarr'd all else. [gold, (Either now, or by remissness new.conceiv'd, Isab. Not with fund shekels of the tested I And su in progress to be hatch'd and born,) Or stones, whose rates are either rich or poor, Are now to have no successive degrees, As fancy values them: but with true prayers, But, where they live, to end.

That shall be up at heaven, and enter there, Isab.

Yet show some pity. Ere sun rise; prayers from preserved § souls, Ang. I show it mos! of all, when I show jus- From fasting maids, whose minds are dedicate For then I pity those 1 do not know, (tice; To nothing temporal. Which a dismiss'd offence would after gall; Ang.

Well: come to me And do him right, that, auswering one foul Tomorrow. Lives not to act another. Be satisfied ; [wrong, Lucio. Go to; it is well; away. Your brother dies to-morrow; be content.

(Aside to ISABEL. Isab. So you must be the first, that gives this Isab. Heaven keep your honour safe! sentence:

Ang.

Amen: for 1 And he, that suffers: 0, it is excellent Am that way going to temptation, (Aside. To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous Where prayers cross. To use it like a giant.

Isab.

At what hour to-morrow Lucio.

That's well said. Shall I attend your lordship! Isab. Could great men thunder

Ang.

At any time 'fore noon. As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, Isab. Save your honour! For every pelting *, petty officer,

[Exeunt Lúcio, ISABELLA, and Provost. Would use his heaven for thunder; nothing Ang. From thee; even from thy virtue.but thunder

What's this! what's this! Is this her fault, or Merciful heaven!

mine!

[Hal Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt, The tempter, or the tempted, who sins most! Splitst the unwedgeable and gnarledt oak, Not she; nor doth she tempt: but it is I, Than the soft myrtle;-0, but man, proud man! That lying by the violet, in the sun, Drest in a little brief authority;

Do, as the carrion does, not as the flower, Most ignorant of what he's most assurd; Corrupt with virtuous season.

Can it be, His glassy essence,- like an angry ape, That modesty inay more betray our sense Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven, Than woman's lightness ? Having waste ground As make the angels weep; who, with our Shall we desire to raze the sanctuary, senough, Would all themselves laugh mortal. (spleens, And pitch our evils there|| ! O tie, fie, fie!

Lucio. O, to him, to him, wench: be will What dost thou! or what art thou, Angelo! He's coming, I perceive't.

[relent; Dost thou desire her foully, for those things Prov.

Pray heaven, the win him! That make her good! 0, let her brother live: Isab. We cannot weigh our brother with Thieves for their robbery have anthority, ourself:

[them; / When judges steal themselves. What do I Great men may jest with saints: 'tis wit in love her, But, in the less, foul profanation.

That I desire to hear her speak again, Lucio. Thou’rt in the right, girl; more o' And feast upon her eyes ? What is't I dream on? that.

(word, O cunning enemy, that, to catch a saint, Isab. That in the captain's but a cholerick With saints dost bait thy hook ! Most dangerons Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy. Is that temptation, that doth goad us on

Lucio. Art advis'd o' that? more on't. To sin in loving virtue:never could the strumpet, Ang. Why do you put these sayings upon me? With all her double vigour, art, and nature, Isab. Because authority, though it err like Once stir my lemper ; but this virtuous maid Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself. (others, Subdues me quite ;-Ever, till now, (how. That skins the vice o' the top: Go to your When men were fond, I smild, and wonder'd bosom; (know

[Erit. Knock there; and ask your heart, what it doth SCENE III. A Room in a Prison. That's like my brother's fault: if it confess Enter DUKE, habited like a Friar, and A natural guiltiness, such as is his,

Provost. Let it not sound a thonght upon your tongue Duke. Hail to you, provost ! so, I think Against my brother's life.

you are.

[good friar ? She speaks, and 'tis Prov, I am the provost: What's your will, Such sense, that my sense breeds with it. Duke. Bound by my charity, and my bless'd Fare you well

order, • Paltry * Knotted, Attested, stanıped, $ Preserved from the corruption of the

world, # See 2 Kings, x. 27,

Ang.

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