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Claud. Yes. Has he affections in him,
Ijab. Which is the least ?
Claud. If it were damnable, he being so wise,
Isab. What says my brother ?
Claud. Ay, but to die, and go we know not where;
Ijab. Alas! alas !
Claud. Sweet fifter, let me live ;
Isab. Oh, you beast !
Die, perish ! might my only bending down
Claud. Nay, hear me, Isabel.
Ijab. Oh, fie, fie, fie !
Claud. Oh hear me, l'abella.
To them, Enter Duke and Provost.
Duke. Vouchsafe a word, young fifter ; but one word.
Duke. Might you dispense with your leisure, I would by and by have some speech with you ; the fatisfaction I would require, is likewise your own benefit.
Ijab, I have no superfluous leisure ; my stay must be tolen out of other affairs : but I will attend you a while.
Duke. Son, I have over-heard what hath past between you and your Sifter. Angelo had never the purpose to corrupt her ; only he hath made an assay of her virtue, to practise his judgment with the disposition of
She, having the truth of honour in her, hath made him that gracious denial, which he is most glad to receive: I am Confeffor to Angelo, and I know this to be true ; therefore prepare yourself to death. Do not satisfy your resolution with hopes that are fallible ; to-morrow you must die ; go to your knees, and make ready.
Claud. Let me ask my lifter pardon; I am so out of love with life, that I will sue to be rid of it.
[Exit Claud, Duke. Hold you there ; farewel. Provost
, a word
leave me a while with the maid: my mind promises with my habit, no loss shall touch her by my company. Pror. In good time.
(Exit Prov. Duke. The hand, that hath made you fair hath made you good; the goodness, that is cheap in beauty, makes beauty brief in goodness ; but grace, being the foul of your complexion, shall keep the body of it ever fair, The assault, that Angelo hath made to you, fortune hath convey'd to my understanding ; and but that frailey bath examples for his falling, I should wonder at Angelo : how will you do to content this Substitute, and to save your brother?
Ifab. I am now going to resolve him : I had rather my brother die by the law, than my fon should be änlawfully born. But, oh, how much is the good Duke deceiv'd in Angelo ? if ever he return, and I can speak to him, I will open my lips in vain, or discover his Government.
Duke. That shall not be much amiss ; yet as the matter now stands, he will avoid your accusation ; he made trial of you only. Therefore faten your ear on my advisings: to the love I have in doing good, a remedy presents itself.
I do make myself believe, that you may most uprightly do a poor wronged lady a merited benefit ; redeem your brother from the angry law ; do no ftain to your own gracious person ; and much please the absent Duke, if, peradventure, he fhalli ever return to have hearing of this business.
Isab. Let me hear you speak farther ; I have spirit to do any thing, that appears not foul in the truth of my fpirit.
Duke. Virtue is bold, and Goodness never fearful : have you not heard speak of Mariana, the fifter of Free derick, the
soldier who miscarried at sea ? Ifab. I have heard of the lady, and good words went with her name.
Duke. Her lould this Angelo have marry'd ; was affianc'd to her by oath, and the nuptial appointed ; between which time of the contract, and limit of the fo
lemnity, her brother Frederick was wreckt at sea, have ing in that perish'd vessel the dowry of his fifter. But mark, how heavily this befel to the poor gentlewoman; there the loft a noble and renowned brother, in his love toward her ever most kind and natural; with him the portion and finew of her fortune, her marriagedowry; with both, her combinate husband, this well. feeming Angelo
Isab. Can this be so ? did Angelo so leave her?
Duke. Left her in tears, and dry'd not one of them with his comfort ; swallow'd his vows whole, pretend. ing, in her, discoveries of dishonour : in few, bestow'd her on her own lamentation, which she yet wears for his fake; and he, a marble to her tears, is wathed with them, but relents not.
Isab. What a merit were it in death to take this poor maid from the world ! what corruption in this life, that it will let this man live! but how out of this can the avail ?
Duke. It is a rupture that you may easily heal ; and the cure of it not only saves your brother, but keeps you from dishonour in doing it.
Isab. Shew me how, good father.
Duke. This fore-nam'd maid hath yet in her the continuance of her firit affection ; his unjuft unkindness, (that in all reason should have quenched her love,) hath, like an impediment in the current, made it more violent and unruly. Go you to Angelo, answer his requiring with a plausible obedience : agree with his demands to the point ; only refer yourself to this advantage : first, that your itay with him may not be long; that the time may have all shadow and filence in it ; and the place answer to convenience. This being granted, in course now follows all : we Mall advise this wronged maid to itead up your appointment, in
your place ; if the encounter acknowledge itself hereafter, it may compel him to her recompence; and here by this is your brother faved, your honour untainted, the poor Mariana advantaged, and the corrupt
Deputy fealed. The maid will I frame, and make fit for his attempt : if you think well to carry this as you may, the doubleness of the benefit defends the deceit from reproof. What think you of it:
Isab. The image of it gives me content already, and, I trult, it will grow to a most prosperous perfe&tion.
Duke. It lies much in your holding up; hake you speedily to Angelo ; if for this night he intreat you to his bed, give him promise of satisfaction. I will prefently to St. Luke's ; there at the moated Grange resides this dejected Mariana ; at that place call upon me, and dispatch with Angelo, that it may be quickly.
Isab. I thank you for this comfort ; fare you well, good father.
SCENE changes to the Street.
Re-enter Duke as a Friar, Elbow, Clown, and Officers.
will needs buy and sell men and women like beats, we that have all the world drink brown and white bastard.
Duke. Oh, heav'ns : what stuff is here?
Clown. 'Twas never merry world fince of two usuries the merriest was put down, and the worfer allow'd by order of law. A furr'd gown to keep him warm, and furr'd with fox and lamb-skins too, to fignify, that craft, being richer than innocency, stands for the facing
Elb. Come your way, Sir : bless you, good father Friar.
Duke. And you, good brother father ; what offence hath this man made
Sir ? Elb. Marry, Sir, he hath offended the law; and, Sir, we take him to be a chief too, Sir; for we have found