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I gut possession of Julietta's bed;

For terror, not to use ; in time the rod You know the lady; she is fast my wife,

Becomes more mock'd than fear'd: 80 our decrees, Sare that we do the denunciation lack

Dead to infliction, to themselves are dead; Of outward order: this we came not to,

And liberty placks justice by the nose ; Only far propagation of a dower

The baby beats the nurse, and quite athwart Remaining in the cotfer of her friends;

Goes all decorum. From whom we thought it meet to hide our love, Fri.

It rested in your grace Til ume had made them for us. But it chances, To unloose this tied-up justice, when you pleas'd: T> stealth of our most mutual entertainment, And it in you more dreadful would have seem'd, With character too gross, is writ on Juliet.

Than in Lord Angelo. Lucia. With child, perhaps ?


I do fear, tou dreadful: (zud. Cubappily, even so.

Sith 'twas my fault to give the people scope, And the new deputy now for the dake,

'Twould be my tyranny to strike, and gall them W bether it be the fault and glimpse of newness ; For what I bid them do: for we bid this be done, Or shether that the body public be

When evil deeds have their permissive pass, A borse, whereon the governor doth ride,

And not the punishment. Therefore, indeed, my Ww, Dewly in the seat, that it may know

I have on Angelo impos'd the office; (father He can command, lets it straight feel the spur: Who may, in the ambush of my name, strike home, Wisther the tyranny be in his place,

And yet my nature never in the sight, Or in his eminence that fills it ap,

To do it slavder: and to behold his sway, I stagger io :-But this new governor

I will, as 'twere a brother of your order, Awakes me all the enrolled penalties,

(wall | Visit both prince and people: therefore, I pr’ythee, Which bave, like upscour'd armour, hung by the Supply me with the babit, and instruct me Song, that nineteen zodiacs have gone round, How I may formally in person bear me And none of them been worn; and, for a name, Like a true friar. More reasons for this action, How pats the drowsy and neglected act

At our more leisure shall I render you; Erestly on me :—'tis surely, for a name.

Only, this one :-Lord Angelo is precise ; Lucio. I warrant, it is: and thy head stands so Stands at a guard with envy; scarce confesses scale oo thy shoulders, that a milk-maid, if she be That his blood flows, or that his appetite

bre, may sigh it off. Send after the duke, and Is more to bread than stone: hence shall we see, 4peal to him.

If power change purpose, what our seemers be. trud. I have done so, but he's not to be found.

(Exeunt. I prytbee, Lucio, do me this kind service:

SCENE V.-A Nunnery.
Te day my sister should the cloister enter,
And there receive her approbation :

Acquaint her with the danger of my state;

Isab. And have you nnos no further privileges ? Irupiore ber, in my voice, that she make friends Fran. Are not these large enough? to the strict deputy; bid herself assay him;

Isab. Yes, truly: I speak not as desiring more ; I have great hope in that: for in her youth

But rather wishing a more strict restraint laere is a prope and speechless dialect,

Upon the sister-hood, the votarists of saint Clare. Sich as moves men; beside, she hath prosperous art, Lucio. Ho! Peace be in this place! Within. Wero she will play with reason and discourse, Isab.

Who's that which calls? det well she can persuade.

Fran. It is a man's voice: gentle Isabella, Lacio. I pray, she may: as well for the encou- Turn

you the key, and know his business of him; rate meat of the like, which else would stand under You may, I may not ; you are yet upsworn : ftir voas imposition; as for the enjoying of thy life, When you have vow'd, you must not speak with w30 i would be sorry should be thus foolishly lost But in the presence of the prioress :

(men, at a game of tick tack. I'll to her.

Then, if you speak, you must not shew your face ; (aud. I thank you, good friend Lucio.

Or, if you shew your face, you must not speak. Lucio. Within two hours,

He calls again; I pray you answer him. (Erit. Liaud. Come, officer, away.

(Exeunt. Isab. Peace and prosperity! Who is't that calls ? SCENE IV.-A Monastery.

Enter Lucio.
Enter Duke and FRIAR THOMAS.

Lucio. Hail, virgin, if you be ; as those cheek-roses Duke. No, holy father; throw away that thought; Proclaim you are no less! Can you so stead me, Belleve not, that the dribbling dart or love

As bring me to the sight of Isabella, Pas pierce a complete bosom: why I desire thee

A novice of this place, and the fair sister ove me secret harbour, hath a purpose

To her unhappy brother Claudio?
Mre grave and wrinkled than ttre aims and ends Isab. Why her unhappy brother ? let me ask;
Y burning youth.

The rather, for I now must make you know
May your grace speak of it? I am that Isabella, and his sister,

[you: Duke. My holy sir, none better knows than you

Lucio. Gentle and fair, your brother kindly greets How I have ever lov'd the life remov'd;

Not to be weary with you, he's in prison. and held in idle price to haunt assemblies,

Isab. Woe me! For what? I were yonth, and cost, and witless bravery keeps. Lucio. For that, which, if myself might be his judge base deliver'd to lord Angelo

He should receive his punishment in thanks : A man of stricture, and firm abstinence,)

He hath got his friend with child. ly absolate power and place here in Vienna,

Isab. Sir, make me not your story. ad be supposes me travelld to Poland;


It is true. Fur 50 I have strew'd it in the common ear,

I would not-though 'tis my familiar sin And so it is receiv'd: now, pious sir,.

With maids to seem the lapwing, and to jest, on will demand of me, why I do this?

Tongue far from heart,-play with all virgins so: Fri. Gladly, my lord.

(laws, I hold you as a thing ensky'd, and sainted;
Duke. We have strict statutes, and most biting By your renouncement, an immortal spirit;
The needsal bits and curbs for head-strong steeds,) And to be talk'd with in sincerity,
Which for these fourteen years we have let sleep; As with a saint.
Even like an o'er-grown lion in a cave,

Isab. You do blaspheme the good, in mocking me. at gues pot oat to prey: now, as fond fathers Lucio. Do not believe it. Fewness and truth, Pering bound up the threat'ning twigs of birch

'tis thus : Baiy to stick it in their children's sight,

Your brother and his lover have embrac'd :


As those that feed grow fall; as blossoming time, And polld the law upon you.
That from the seedness the bare fallow brings Ang. Tis one thing to be tempted, Escalus,
To teeming foison ; even so her plenteous womb Another thing to fall. I not deny,
Expresseth his fall tilth and hasbandry.

The jury, passing on the prisoner's life,
Isab. Some one with child by him?–My cousin May, in the sworn twelve, have a thief or two

Gualtier than him they try: what's open made to Lucio. Is she your cousin ?


justice, Isab. Adoptedly; as school-maids change their That justice seizes. What know the laws, By vain, though apt affection.

That thieves do pass on thieves ? 'Tis very preg Lucio. She it is.

pant, Isab. O, let him marry her!

The jewel that we find, we stoop and take it, Lucio.

This is the point.

Because we see it; but what we do not see,
The duke is very strangely gone from hence; We tread upon, and dever think of it.
Bore many gentlemen, myself being one,

You may not so extenuate his offence,
In hand, and hope of action ; bat we do learn For I have had such faults; but rather tell me
By those that know the very nerves of state, When I, that censure him, do so offend,
His givings out were of an infinite distance

Let mine own judgment pattern out my death, From his true meant design. Upon his place, And nothing come in partial. Sir, he must die. And with full line of his authority,

Escal. Be it as your wisdom will. Governs lord Angelo; a man whose blood


Where is the propost? Is very snow-broth; one who never feels

Prov. Here, if it like your honour. The wanton stings and motions of the sense ;


See that Claude But doth rebate and blunt bis natural edge

Be executed by pine to-morrow morning : With profits of the mind, study and fast.

Bring him his confessor, let him be prepard; He (to give fear to nse and liberty,

For that's the utmost of his pilgrimage. Which have, for long, run by the hideous law,

(Exit Prorost

. As mice by lions), bath pick'd out an act,

Escal. Well, heaven forgive him and forgive » Under whose heavy sense your brother's life Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall: Falls into forfeit: he arrests him on it;

Some run from brakes of vice, and answer done ; And follows close the rigour of the statute,

And some condemned for a fault alone. To make him an example: all hope is gone,

Enter ELBOW, FROTH, Clown, Officers, ģe Unless you have the grace by your fair prayer To soften Angelo: and that's my pith

Elb. Come, bring them away: if these be gone of business 'twixt you and your poor brother. people in a commun-weal, that do nothing bat ns Isab. Doth he so seek his life?

their abuses in common houses, I know no law; Lucio.

Has censur'd him bring them away. Already; and, as I hear, the provost hath

Ang. How now, sir! What's your name? A warrant for his execution.

what's the matter? Isab. Alas! what poor ability's in me

Elb. If it please your honour, I am the poor dates To do him good ?

constable, and my name is Elbow ; I do lean upee Lucio. Assay the power you have. justice, sir, and do bring in here before yon goud Isab. My power! Alas! I'doubt,

honour two notorious benefactors. Lucio.

Our doubts are traitors, Ang. Benefactors? Well; what benefactors an And make us lose the good we oft might win, they are they not malefactors ? By fearing to attempt: go to lord Angelo,

Élb. If it please your honour, I know not well And let him learn to know, when maideos sue, what they are: bat precise villains they are, that! Men give like gods; but when they weep and kneel, am sure of; and void of all profanation in the world, All their petitions are as freely theirs

that good christians oaght to bave. As they themselves would owe them.

Escal. This comes off well; here's a wise officer Isab. I'll see what I can do.

Ang. Go to: what quality are they of? Elbow s Lucio.

But, speedily. your name? Why dost thou not speak, Elbow? Isab. I will about it straight;

Clo. He cannot, sir; be's out at elbow. No longer staying bat to give the mother

Ang. What are you, sir? Notice of my affair. I humbly thank yon :

El6. He, sir? a tapster, sir; parcel-bawd; o Commend me to my brother: soon at night

that serves a bad woman; whose house, sir, was, ** I'll send him certain word of my success.

they say, pluck'd down in the suburbs, and now Lucio. I take my leave of you.

professes a hot-house, which, I think, is a very Isab. Good sir, adieu. (Ereunt.

house too.

Escal. How know you that ?

Elb. My wife, sir, whom I detest before bearen
SCENE I.-A Hall in Angelo's house.

and your honour,

Escal. How!'thy wife? Enter ANGELO, ESCALUs, a Justice, Provost, Elb. Ay sir; whom, I thank heaven, is an honest Officers, and other Attendants.

woman, Ang. We must not make a scare-crow of the law, Escal. Dost thou detest her therefore? Setting it up to fear the birds of prey,

Elb. I say, sir, I will detest myself also, as well And let it keep one shape, till custom make it as she, that this house, if it be not a bawd's house, Their perch, and not their terror.

it is pity of her life, for it is a naughty house. Escal.

Ay, but yet
Escal. How dost thou know that,

constable ? Let us be keen, and rather cnt a little,

Elb. Marry, sir, by my wife; who, if she had Than fall

, and bruise to death: alas! this gentleman, been a woman cardinally given, might have been Whom I would save, had a most poble father. accused in fornication, adultery, and all uncleanle Let but your honour know,

ness there. (Whom I believe to be most strait in virtue,) Escal. By the woman's means ? That, in the working of your own affections,

Elb. Ay, sir, by mistress Over done's means: bat Had time coherd with place, or place with wishing, as she spit in his face, so she defied him.. Or that the resolute acting of your blood

Clo. Sir, if it please your honour, this it not so Could have attain'd the effect of your own purpose, Elb. Prove it before these varlets here, thou be Whether you had not, sometime in your life, nourable man, prove it. Err'd in this point which now you censure him, Escal. Do you hear how he misplaces? (To Angela Clo. Sir, she came in great with child; and long: 1 the time is yet to come, that she was ever respected ing saving your honour's reverence ) for stewd with man, woman, or child. prudes; sir, we had bat two in the hrose, which at Clo. Sir, she was respected with him before he that very distant time stood, as it were, in a fruit married with her. dish, a dish of some three-pence ; your honours have Escal. Which is the wiser here ? justice, or ini. keo such dishes; they are not China dishes, but qnity?-_Is this true ? very good dishes.

Elb. O thou caitiff! O thon varlet! O thou wicked Escal. Go to, go to; no matter for the dish, sir. Hannibal! I respected with her, before I was mar

Clo. No indeed, sir, not of a pin ; you are therein ried to her! If ever I was respected with her, or she in the right : bat, to the point: as I say, this mistress with me, let not your worship think me the poor Ebow. being, as I say, with child, and being great duke's officer :-Prove this, thou wicked Hannibal, bellyd, and lodging, as I said, for prunes; and or I'll have mine action of battery on thee. having but two in the dish, as I said, master Froth Escal. If he took you a hox o' th' ear, you might bere, this very man, having eaten the rest, as I said, have your action of slander too. and, as I say, paying for them very honestly ;-for, Elb. Marry, I thank your good worship for it: As you know, master Froth, I could not give you what is't your worship's pleasure I should do with three-pence again.

this wicked caitift? Froth. No, indeed.

Escal. Truly, officer, because he hath some of. Ca. Very well: you being then, if you be remem- fences in him, that thou wouldst discover if thou berd, cracking the stones of the foresaid prunes.

couldst, let him continue in his courses, till thou Froth. Ay, so I did, indeed.

know'st what they are. Clo. Why, very well: I telling you then, if you be

Elb. Marry, I'thank your worship for it:-Thou remember'd, that such a one, and such a one, were

see'st, thou wicked varlet now, what's come upon patut cure of the thing you wot of, unless they kept thee; thou art to continue now, thou varlet; thou kry good diet, as I told you.

art to continue. Froth. All this is true.

Escal. Where were you born, friend? (ToFroth.)

Froth. Here in Vienna, sir.
Co. Why, very well then.
Escal. Corne, you are a tedious fool: to the pur-

Escal. Are you of fourscore pounds a-year?

Froth. Yes, and't please you, sir.
What was done to Elbow's wife, that he

Escal. So.-What trade are you of, sir ? ata canse to complain of? Come me to what was

(To the Clown.) dupe to her. 1.0. Sir, your honour cannot come to that yet.

Clo. A tapster; a poor widow's tapster.

Escal. Your mistress's name? Escal. No, sir, vor I mean it not.

Clo. Mistress Over-done. Cio. Sir, but you shall come to it, by your ho

Escal. Hath she had any more than one husband? up's leave: and, I beseech you, look into master

Clo. Nine, sir; Over-done by the last. Fith here, sir ; a man of fourscore pound a year; Escal. Nine!--Come hither to me, master Froth. * father died at Hallowmas :-Was't not at

Master Froth, I would not have you acquainted with Halowpas, master Froth ? Froth. All-hollond eve.

tapsters; they will draw you, master Froth, and you

will bang them: get you gone, and let me hear no Cio. Why. very well; I hope here be troths: he,

more of you. kt, sitting, as I say, in a lower chair, sir;—'twas in

Froth. I thank your worship: for mine own part, he Bunch of Grapes, where, indeed, you have a berght to sit: have you not?

I never come into any room in a taphouse, but I am

drawp in. Froth. I have so; because it is an open room, od good for winter.

Escal. Well; no more of it, master Froth , fare

well. [Exit Froth.]—Come you hither to me, master ('0. Why, very well then ;-I hope here be truths. tapster ; what's your name, master tapster ? Ing. This will last ont a night in Russia,

*Clo. Pompey: au nights are longest there : I'll take my leave, Escal. What else ? 45:leave you to the hearing of the cause ;

Clo. Bum, sir. bokeng, you'll find good cause to whip them all. Escal. 'Troth, and your bum is the greatest thing Escal. I think no less: good morrow to your about you ; so that, in the beastliest sense, you are lordship.

(Exit Angelo. Pompey the great. Pompey, yon are partly a bawd, Saw, sir, come on : what was done to Elbow's wife, Pompey, howsoever you colour it in being a tapster. more?

Are you pot? come, tell me true; it shall be the 60. Ouce, sir? there was nothing done to her once. | better for you. El. I beseech you, sir, ask him what this man Clo. Truly, sir, I am a poor fellow, that would live. Lai to my wife.

Escal. How would you live, Pompey? by being a (o. I beseech your honoar, ask me.

bawd? What do you think of the trade, Pompey? Excal. Well, sir : what did this gentleman to her? is it a lawful trade? (w. I beseech you, sir, look in this gentleman's Clo. If the law would allow it, sir. Re:-Good master Froth, look upon his bodour; Escal. But the law will not allow it, Pompey; un foc a good purpose : doth your honour mark his nor it shall not be allowed in Vieppa. Esral. Ay, sir, very well.

(face? Clo. Does your worship meau to geld and spay Cou. Nay, I beseech you, mark it well.

all the youths in the city Eral. Well, I do so.

Escal. No, Poinpey. Co. Doth your honour see any harm iu his face? Clo. Truly, sir, in my poor opinion, they will to'r

then: if your worship will take order for the drabs ('s. I'll be supposed upon a book, his face is the and the kpaves, you need not to fear the bawds. wirst thing about him: good then; if his face be Escal. There are pretty orders beginning, I can he worst thing about him, bow could master Froth tell

you : it is but heading and hanging. than the constable's wife any harm? I would know Clo. If you head and hang all that offend that tult of your bonoar.

(to it? | way but for ten year together, you'll be glad to give Escal. He's in the right: constable, what say you

out a commission for more heads. If this law hold Eb. First, an it like you, the house is a respected in Vienna ten years, I'll rent the fairest house in it,

ase; text, this is a respected fellow; and his after three-pence a bay: if you live to see this come stress is a respected woman.

to pass, say Pompey told you so. ('.o. By this band, sir, his wife is a more re- Escal. Thank you, good Pompey; and, in requital d person than any of us all.

of your prophecy, hark you,-l advise you, let me El. Variet, thoa liest; thou liest, wicked varlet: not find you beiore me again upon any complaint

Escal. Why, no.

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whatsoever, no, not for dwelling where you do: if I | Let her have needful, but not lavish, means:
do, Pompey, I shall beat you to your tent, and prove There shall be order for it.
a shrewd Cæsar to you; in plain dealing, Pompey, I
shall have you whipt: so for this time, Pompey, fare

Enter Lucio and ISABELLA. you well.

Prov. Save yoor honour! (Offering to retire.) Clo. I thank your worship for your good counsel; Ang. Stay a little while.-(To Isab.) You are but I shall follow it, as the flesh and fortune shall

welcome : what's your will? better determine.

Isab. I am a woeful suitor to your honour,
Whip me? No, no; let carman whip his jade; Please but your honour hear me.
The valiant heart's not whipt out of his trade. (Exit. Ang.

Well; what's your suit? Escal. Come hither to me, master Elbow; come Isab. There is a vice, that most I do abhor, hither, master constable. How long have you been And most desire should meet the blow of justice ; in this place of constable ?

For which I would not plead, but that I must; Elb. Seven years and a half, sir.

For which I mast not plead, but that I am Escal. I thought, by your readiness in the office, At war, 'twixt will, and will not. you had continued in it some time: you say, seven Ang.

Well; the matter! years together?

Isab. I have a brother is condemnd to die:
Elb. And a half, sir.

I do beseech you, let it be his fault,
Escal. Alas! it hath been great pains to you! | And not my brother.
They do you wrong to put you so oft upon't; are Prov.

Heaven give thee moving graces! there not men in your ward sufficient to serve it? Ang. Condemn the fault, and not the actor of it! :

Elb. Faith, sir, few of any wit in such matters: Why, every fault's condemn'd, ere it be done : as they are chosen, they are glad to choose me for Mine were the very cypher of a function, them; I do it for some piece of money, and go To find the faults, whose fine stands in record, through with all.

And let go by the actor. Escal. Look you, bring me in the name of some Isab.

O just, but severe law! ( six or seven, the inost sufficient of your parish. I had a brother then.-Heaven keep your honour! Elb. To your worship’s house, sir ?

(Retiring.) Escal. To my house : fare you well. [Exit Elbow. Lucio. (To Isab.) Giv't not o'er so: to him again What's o'clock, think you ?

intreat him; Just. Eleven, sir.

Kneel down before hiin, hang upon his gown; Escal. I pray you home to dinner with me. You are too cold: if you should need a pin, Just. I humbly thank you.

You could not with more tame a tongue desire it: Escal. It grieves me for the death of Claudio;

To him, I say. But there's no remedy.

Isab. Must he needs die ? Just. Lord Angelo is severe.


Maiden, no remedy Escal.

It is but needful : Isab. Yes; I do think that you might pardon hun Mercy is not itself, that oft looks so;

And neither heaveu, nor man, grieve at the mercy. Pardon is still the nurse of second woe:

Ang. I will not do't. But yet,--poor Claudio !—There's no remedy.


But can you if you would! Come, sir.

[Exeunt. Ang. Look, what I will not, that I cannot do. Scene II.-Another Room in the same.

Isab. But might you do't, and do the world

wrong, Enter Provost and a Servant.

If so your heart were touch'd with that remorse Ser. He's hearing of a cause ; he will come

As mine is to him?
P'll tell him of you.


He's sentenc'd ; 'tis too late Prov. Pray you, do. [Exit Servant.] I'll know

Lucio. You are too cold. His pleasure ; may be, he will relent: alas,

Isab. Too late? why, no ; I, that do speak a word, He hath but as offended in a dream!

May call it back again : well believe this, All sects, all ages, smack of this vice; and he No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, To die for it!

Not the king's crown, nor the depated sword,

The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Enter ANGELO.

Become them with one half so good a grace, Ang.

Now, what's the matter, provost ? As mercy does. If he had been as you Prov. Is it your will Claudio shall die to-morrow? And you as he, you would have slipt like him; Ang. Did I not tell thee, yea? hadst thou not But he, like you, wonld not have been so steru. Why dost thou ask again?

(order? Ang. Pray you, begone. Prov.

Lest I might be too rash: Isab. I would to heaven I had your potency, Under your good correction, I have seen,

And you were Isabel ! would it then be thus? When, after execution, judgment hath

No; I would tell what 'twere to be a judge, Repented o'er his doom.

And what a prisoner. Ang.

Go to; let that be mine : Lucio. Ay, touch him : there's the vein. (Aside! Do you your office, or give up your place,

Ang. Your brother is a forfeit of the law, And you shall well be spar'd.

And you but waste your words, Prov.

I crave your honour's pardon.- Isab. What shall be done, sir, with the groaning Juliet? Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once ; She's very near her hour.

And He, that might the vantage best have took, Ang. Dispose of her

Found out the remedy. How would you be, To some more fitter place; and that with speed. If he, which is the top of judgment, should Re-enter Servant.

But judge you as you are? O, think on that;

And mercy then will breathe within your lips
Serv. Here is the sister of the man condemn'd, Like man new made.
Desires access to you.


Be you content, fair maid; Ang. Hath he a sister?

It is the law, not I, condemns your brother: Prov. Ay, my good lord ; a very virtuous maid, Were be my kinsman, brother, or my son, Aod to he shortly of a sisterhood,

It should be thus with him ;-he must de la If not already. Ang. Well, let her be admitted.

Isab. To-morrow? 0, that's sadden! Spare him,

(Exit Servant. He's not prepar'd for death! Even for our kitches See you the fornicatress be removid;

We kill the Cowl of season ; shall we serve bearen

(To Isabella.)

Alas! alas!


(spare hias ;

With less respect than we do minister

Isab. Heaven keep your honour safe! To our gross selves? Good, good my lord, bethink Ang.

Amep; for I Who is it that hath died for this offence? (you : Am that way going to temptation, (Aside.) Tiere's many have committed it.

Where prayers cross.

Ay, well said.

At what hour to-morrow
Ang. The law hath not been dead, though it hath Shall I attend your worship?
Those many had not dar'd to do that evil, (slept : Ang.

At any time 'fore noon. li the first man, that did the edict infringe,

Isab. Save your bonoor! Had answer'd for his deed: now, 'tis awake;

[Exeunt Lucio, Isabella, and Provost. fakes pote of what is done ; and, like a prophet, Ang. From thee; even from thy virtue ! Luis in a glass, that shows what future evils, What's this? what's this ? Is this her fault, or mine? Eiber now, or by remissness new.conceiv'd, The tempter, or the tempted, who sins most? Ha! And so in progress to be hatch'd and born,)

Not she ; nor doth she tempt : but it is I, are now to have no successive degrees,

That lying by the violet, in the sun, Bar, where they live, to end.

Do, as the carrion does, not as the flower, Isab.

Yet, show some pity. Corrupt with virtuous season. Can it be, Ang. I show it most of all, when I show justice; That modesty may more betray our sense Prir then I pity those I do not know,

Than woman's lightness? Having waste ground Waich a dismiss'd offence would after gall; Shall we desire to raze the sanctuary, (enough, Arad do hird right, that, answering one foul wrong, And pitch our evils there? 0, fy, fy, fy! Laves not to act another. Be satisfied;

What dost thou? or what art thou, Angelo ? I our brother dies to-morrow: be content.

Dost thou desire her foully, for those things Isab. So you must be the first, that gives this sen- That make her good ? O, let her brother live : tence;

Thieves for their robbery have authority, And he that suffers : 0, it is excellent

When judges steal themselves. What? do I lore To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrapnous That I desire to hear her speak again, [her, To use it like a giant.

And feast upon her eyes ? 'What is't I dream on? Lucio. That's well said.

O cunning enemy, that to catch a saint, Isab. Conld great men thunder

With saints dost bait thy hook! Most dangerous As Jose himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, Is that temptation, that doth goad us on For every pelting, petty officer,

To sin in loving virtue ; never could the strumpet, ald nse his heaven for thunder: nothing but with all her double vigour, art and nature, Herciful heaven!

(thunder. Once stir my temper ; but this virtuous maid In a rather, with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt, Subdaes me quite :-Ever, till now, yit st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak,

When men were fond, I smild, and wonder'd how. Bab the soft myrtle ;-0, but man, proud man!

(Exit best in a little brief authority;

SCENE III.- A Room in a Prison. heist ignorant of what he's most assur’d,

Enter Duke, habited like a Friar, and Provost. 1. zlassy essence,- like an angry ape, Plays soch fantastic tricks before high heaven,

Duke. Hail to you, Provost! so I think you are. u make the angels weep; who, with our spleens,

Prov. I am the provost: what's your will, good

friar? Vould all themselves laugh mortal. Lucio. O, to him, to him, wench: he will relent; | 1 come to visit the afflicted spirits

Duke. Bound by my charity, and my bless'dorder, les coming, I perceive 't. Pray heaven, she win him!

Here in the prison : do me the common right Isab. We cannot weigh our brother with ourself:

To let me see them ; and to make me know ir at med may jest with saints : 'tis wit in them;

The nature of their crimes, that I minister bat, in the less, foul profanation.

To them accordingly.

(needful. Leio. Tboa'rt in the right, girl; more o' that.

Prov. I would do more than that, if more were Istb. That in the captain's but a cholerick word,

Enter JULIET. Sach in the soldier is flat blasphemy.

Look, here comes one ; a gentlewoman of mine, Lucio. Art advis'd o' that? more op't.

Who, falling in the flames of her own youth, Ang. Why do you pat these sayings upon me? Hath blister'd her report : she is with child; Isab. Because authority, though it err like others, And he, that got it, sentencd; a young man hath yet a kind of medicine in itself,

More fit to do another such offence, bat skins the vice o' the top: go to your bosom; Than die for this. Deck there ; and ask your heart, what it doth know Duke.

When must he die ? zat's like my brother's fault: if it confess

Pro. As I do think, to morrow.i sataral guiltiness, such as is his,

I have provided for you ; stay a while, (To Juliet.) et it not sound a thought upon your tongue


shall be conducted. kunst my brother's life.

Duke. Repent you, fair one, of the sin you carry. ing.

She speaks, and 'tis Juliet. I do ; and hear the shame most patiently. bh sease, that my sense breeds with it.--Fare you Duke. I'll teach you how you shall arraign your liah. Gentle my lord, turn back.


Ang. I will bethink me:-Come again to-morrow. And try your penitence if it be sound,
Isab. Hark! how I'll bribe you: good my lord, Or hollowly put on.
Ing. How ! bribe me?

(turn back.

I'll gladly learn.
Isab. Ay, with such gifts, that heaven shall share Duke. Love you the man that wrong’d you?

Juliet. Yes, as I love the woman that wrong'd him. Lucio. You had marid all else.

Duke. So, then, it seems, your most offenceful act Irab. Not with fond shekels of the tested gold, Was mutually committed ? Or swnes, whose rates are either rich, or poor,


Matually. As fancy values them : but with trae prayers, Duke. Then was your sin of heavier kind than his. That shall be up at heaven, and enter there,

Juliet. I do confess it, and repent it, fatber. Ere sun rise: prayers from preserved souls,

Duke. 'Tis meet so, daughter: but lest you do from fasting maids, whose minds are dedicate

repent, To Dothing temporal.

As that the sin hath brought you to this shame,Ang. Well : come to me

Which sorrow is always toward ourselves, not

heaven; Lacio. Go to; it is well; away. (Aside to Isabel.) Showing, we'd not spare heaven, as we love it,



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