Escal. Such a fellow is not to be talked withal:away with him to prison:-Where is the provost ?— Away with him to prison; lay bolts enough upon him: -Let him speak no more:-Away with those giglots' too, and with the other confederate companion. [The Provost lays hands on the Duke. Duke. Stay, sir; stay a while. Ang. What! resists he? Help him, Lucio. Lucio. Come, sir; come, sir; come, sir; foh, sir, why, you bald-pated, lying rascal! You must be hooded, must you? Show your knave's visage, with a pox to you! Show your sheep-biting face, and be hanged an hour! Wilt not off? [Pulls off the Friar's hood, and discovers the Duke. Duke. Thou art the first knave that e'er made a duke. First, provost, let me bail these gentle three : Sneak not away, sir; [To Lucio.] for the friar and you Must have a word anon:-lay hold on him. Lucio. This may prove worse than hanging. Duke. What you have spoke, I pardon; sit you down. [To ESCALUS. We'll borrow place of him :-sir, by your leave: [TO ANGELO. Hast thou or word, or wit, or impudence, Ang. O my dread lord, I should be guiltier than my guiltiness, To think I can be undiscernible, When I perceive, your grace, like power divine, Hath looked upon my passes: Then, good prince, No longer session hold upon my shame, But let my trial be mine own confession; Immediate sentence then, and sequent death, 1 Giglots are wantons. 2 Passes, probably put for trespasses; or it may mean courses from passes (Fr.). Duke. Come hither, Mariana ; Say, wast thou e'er contracted to this woman? Duke. Go take her hence, and marry her instantly.- [Exeunt ANGELO, MARIANA, PETER, and Provost. Escal. My lord, I am more amazed at his dishonor, Than at the strangeness of it. Duke. Come hither, Isabel: Your friar is now your prince: as I was then Advértising, and holy to your business, Not changing heart with habit, I am still Attorneyed at your service. Isab. O, give me pardon, That I, your vassal, have employed and pained Your unknown sovereignty. Duke. You are pardoned, Isabel: That brained my purpose: but peace be with him! Than that which lives to fear: make it your comfort, Re-enter ANGELO, MARIANA, PETER, and Provost. Isab. I do, my lord. Duke. For this new-married man, approaching here, Whose salt imagination yet hath wronged Your well-defended honor, you must pardon For Mariana's sake; but as he adjudged your brother, 1 Advertising and holy, attentive and faithful. 2 Perhaps we should read demonstrance. (Being criminal, in double violation Most audible, even from his proper tongue, Haste still pays haste, and leisure answers leisure ; Which, though thou would'st deny, denies thee vantage: 1 We do condemn thee to the very block Where Claudio stooped to death, and with like haste ;— Away with him. Mari. O, my most gracious lord, Duke. It is your husband mocked you with a husband: Consenting to the safeguard of your honor, I thought your marriage fit; else imputation, We do instate and widow you withal, To buy you a better husband. Mari. O, my dear lord, Duke. Never crave him; we are definitive. [Kneeling. Duke. Away with him to death.-Now, sir, [To Lucio.] You do but lose your labor; to you. Mari. O, my good lord!-Sweet Isabel, take my part; Lend me your knees, and, all my life to come, I'll lend you all my life to do you service. Duke. Against all sense you do impórtune her: Should she kneel down, in mercy of this fact, VOL. I. 1 i. e. "to deny which will avail thee nothing." 53 Her brother's ghost his paved bed would break, Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me; Hold up your hands; say nothing; I'll speak all. Most bounteous sir, [Kneeling. Look, if it please you, on this man condemned, Let him not die: My brother had but justice, His act did not o'ertake his bad intent; And must be buried but as an intent That perished by the way: thoughts are no subjects, Intents but merely thoughts. Mari. Merely, my lord. Duke. Your suit's unprofitable; stand up, I say.I have bethought me of another fault:— Provost, how came it Claudio was beheaded At an unusual hour? Prov. It was commanded so. Duke. Had you a special warrant for the deed? Prov. No, my good lord; it was by private message. Duke. For which I do discharge you of your office. Give up your keys. Prov. Prov. His name is Barnardine. Duke. I would thou had'st done so by Claudio. Go, fetch him hither; let me look upon him. [Exit Provost Escal. I am sorry, one so learned and so wise As you, lord Angelo, have still appeared, Should slip so grossly, both in the heat of blood, And lack of tempered judgment afterward. Ang. I am sorry, that such sorrow I procure; Re-enter Provost, BARNARDINE, CLAUDIO, and JULiet. Duke. Which is that Barnardine? Prov. This, my lord. Duke. There was a friar told me of this man: And squar'st thy life according. Thou'rt condemned; [Unmuffles CLAUDIO. Duke. If he be like your brother, [To ISABELLA.] for his sake Is he pardoned; and, for your lovely sake, 1 i. e. so far as they are punishable on earth. |