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Believe not, that the dribbling dart of love He calls again: 1 pray you, answer him. Can pierce á complete bosom: why I desire thee

(Exit FrancIECA. To give me secret harbour, hath a purpose Isab. Peace and prosperity! Whois't thatcalls? More grave and wrinkled than the aims and ends

Enter Lucio.
Of burning youth.
May your grace speak of it?

Lucio. Hail, virgin, if you be; as those cheek

roses Duke. My holy sir, none better knows than you Proclaim you are no less! Can you so stead me, How I have ever loved the life removed ;

As bring me to the sight of Isabella,
And held in idle price to haunt assemblies,
Where youth, and cost, and witless bravery To her unhappy brother Claudio ?

A novice of this place, and the fair sister I have delivered to lord Angelo (keeps.

Isab. Why her unhappy brother? let me ask; (A man of stricture and firm abstinence)

The rather, for I now must make you know My absolute power and place here in Vienna, I am that Ísabella, and his sister. (greets you: And he supposes me travell'd to Poland;

Lucio. Gentle and fair, your brother kindly For so I have strew'd it in the common ear,

Not to be weary with you, he's in prison. And so it is received: Now, pious sir,

Isab. Woe me! for what?

(judge, You will demand of me, why I do this?

Lucio. For that, which if myself might be his Fri. Gladly, my lord.

[laws, He should receive his punishment in thanks: Drike. We have strict statutes, and most biting lle hath got his friend with child. (The needful bits and curbs for headstrong

Isab. Sir, mock me not:--your story. steeds)


Lucio. 'Tis true, I would not,-though 'tis my Which for these fourteen years we have let

familiar sin Even like an o'er-grown lion in a cave, That goes not out to prey; Now, as fond fathers Tongne far from heart, -play with all virginsso:

With maids to seem the lapwing, and to jest, Having bound up the threat'ning twig of birch, I hold you as a thing'ensky'd, and sainteil ; Only to stick it in their children's sight, For terror, not to use; in time the rod (crees, And to be talk'd with in sincerity,

By your renouncement, an immortal spirit; Becomes more mocked than feared: so our de

As with a saint.

(me. Dead to infliction, to themselves are dead;

Isab. You do blaspheme the good, in mocking And liberty plucks justice by the nose;

Lucio. Do not believe it. Fewness and truth The baby beats the nurse, and quite athwart

'tis thus : Goes all decorum.

Your brother and his lover have embrac'd : Fri. It rested in your grace

As those that feed grow full; as blossoming time, To unloose this tied-up justice, when you That from the seedness the bare fallow brings

pleased : And it in you more dreadful would have seem'd, Expresseth his full tilth and husbandry.

To teeming foison; even so her plenteous woinb Than in lord Angelo.

Isab. Some one with child by him?-My cousin Duke. I do fear, too dreadful : Lucio. Is she your cousin ?

(Juliet ? Sith 'twas my fault to give the people scope,

Isab. Adoptedly; as school-maids change their "Twould be my tyranny to strike, and gall them By vain though apt affection. (names, For what I bid them do: For we bid this be done,


She it is.
When evil deeds have their permissive pass, Isab. O let him marry her!
And not the punishment. Therefore, indeed, my


This is the point. I have on Angelo imposed the office; (father, The duke is very strangely gone from hence; Who may, in the ambush of my name, strike Bore many gentlemen, myself being one, And yet my nature never in the sight, [home, in hand and hope of action ; but we do learn To do it slander: And to behold his sway,

By those that know the very nerves of state,
1 will, as 'twere a brother of your order, (thee, His givings out were of an infinite distance
Visit both prince and people: therefore, I pry- From his true-meant design. Upon his place,
Supply me with the habit, and instruct me

And with full line of his authority,
How I may formally in person bear me
Like a true friar. More reasons for this action, is very snow-broth; one who never feels

Governs lord Angelo; a man, whose blood At our more leisure shall I render you;

The wanton stings and motions of the sense : Only, this one,-Lord Angelo is precise :

But doth rebate and blunt his natural edge Stands at a guard with envy; scarce confesses, With profits of the mind, study and fast. That his blood flows, or that his appetite

He (to give fear to use and liberty, Is more to bread than stone: hence shall we see, which have, for long, run by the hideous lair, If power change purpose, what our seemers be.

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

(Exeunt. Under whose heavy sense your brother's life SCENE V. A Nunnery.

Falls into forfeit: he arrests him on it;

And follows close the rigour of the statute, Isab. And have you nuns no farther privileges? To make him an example: all hope is gone. Fran. Are not these large enough?

Unless you have the grace by your fair prayer Isab. Yes, truly; I speak not as desiring more; To soften Angelo: And that's my pith But rather wishing a more strict restraint Of business 'twixt you and your poor brother. Upon the sisterhood, the votaries of Saint Clare. Isab. Doth he so seek his life? Lucro. Ho! peace be in this place! [Within. Lucio.

Has censur'd him Isab.

Who's that which calls? Already; and, as I hear, the provost hath
Fran. It is a man's voice : Gentle Isabella, A warrant for his execution.
Turn you the key, and know his business of him; Isab. Alas! what poor ability's in me
You may, I may not; you are yet unsworn: To do him good ?
When you have yowd you must not speak with Lucio.

Assay the power you hare.
But in the presence of the prioress : (men, Isab. My power! Alas! I doubt.
Then, if you speak, yon must not show your face, Lucio.

Our donbts are traitors. Or, if you show your face, you must not speak. And make us lose the good we oft might win,

Art srrond.

By fearing to attempt : Go to lord Angelo, | but use their abuses in common houses, I know
And let him learn to know, when maidens sue, no law; bring them away.
Men give like gods; but when they weep and Ang. How now, sir! Wliat's your name? and
All their petitions are as freely theirs (kneel, what's the matter?
As they themselves would owe them.

Elb. If it please your honour, I am the poor Isab. I'll see what I can do.

duke's constable, and my name is Elbow; I do Lucio.

But speedily. lean upon justice, sir, and do bring in here beIsab. I will about it straight;

fore your good honour two notorious benefactors. No longer staying but to give the mother Ang. Benefactors! Well: what benefactors Notice of my affair. I humbly thank you: are they? are they not malefactors? Commend me to my brother: soon at night Elb. If it please your honour, I know not I'll send him certain word of my success. well what they are; but precise villains they Lucio. I take my leave of you.

are, that I am sure of; and void of all profanaIsab.

Good sir, adieu. tion in the world, that good Christians ought to (Excunt. have.

(ficer. Escal. This comes off well; here's a wise of

Ang. Go to: what quality are they of? Elbow is your name? Why dost thou not speak,

SCENE I. A Hall in Angelo's House. Clo. He cannot, sir? he's out at elbow.
Enter ANGELO, ESCALUS a Justice, Provost,

Ang. What are you, sir?
Officers, and other attendants.

EX!. He, sir? a tapster, sir; parcel-bawd; one

that serves a bad woman; whose house, sir, Ang. We must not make a scare-crow of the was, as they say, plucked down in the suburbs: Setting it up to fear the birds of prey, [law, and now she professes a hot-house, which, I And let keep one shape, till custom make it

think, is a very ill house too. Their perch, and not their terror.

Escal. How know you that? Escal

Ay, but yet

Elb. My wife, sir, whom I detest before heaLet us be keen, and rather cut a little,

ven and your honour,-Than fall and bruise to death: Alas! this gen

Escal. How ! thy wife? tleman, Whom I would save, had a most noble father, honest woman,

Elb. Ay, sir; whom, I thank heaven, is an Let but your honour know,

Escal. Dost thou detest her therefore ? (Whom Í believe to be most strait in virtue),

Elb. I say, sir, I will detest myself also, as That, in the working of your own affections,

well as she, that this house, if it be not a bawd's Had time coher'd with place, or place with house, it is a pity of her life, for it is a naughty wishing,

house. Or that the resolute acting of your blood [pose,

Escal. How dost thou know that, constable ? Could have attain'd the effect of your own pur

Elb. Marry, sir, by my wife; who. if she had Whether you had not sometime in your life Err'd in this point which now you censure him, been accused in fornication, adultery, and all

been a woman cardinally given, might have And pull'd the law upon you.

uncleanliness there. Ang. 'Tis one thing to be tempted, Escalus,

Escal. By the woman's means ? Another thing to fall. I not deny,

Eib. Ay, sir, by mistress Over-done's means: The jury, passing on the prisoner's life,

but as she spit in his face, so she defied him. May, in the sworn twelve, have a thief or two

Clo. Sir, ifit please your honour, this is not so. Guiltier than him they try: What's open made

Elb. Prove it before these varlets here, thou to justice,

honourable man, prove it. That justice seizes. What know the laws, That thieves do pass on thieves ? 'Tis very preg

Escal. Do you hear how he misplaces ?

[TO ANGELO. nant,

Clo. Sir, she came in great with child; and The jewel that we find, we stoop and take it,

longing (saving your honour's reverence) for Because we see it; but what we do not see,

stew'd prunes: sir, we had but two in the house, We tread upon, and never think of it.

which at that very distant time stood, as it were, You may not so extenuate his offence,

in a fruit-dish, a dish of some three pence: your For I have had such faults; but rather tell me, honours have seen such dishes; they are not When I, that censuire him, do so offend,

China dishes, but very good dishes. Let mine own judgment pattern out my death,

Escal. Go to, go to: no matter for the dish, sir. And nothing come in partial. Sir, he must die.

Clo. No, indeed, sir, not of a pin; you are Escal. Be it as your wisdom will.

therein in the right: but, to the point: As I Ang.

Where is the provost? say, this mistress Elbow being, as I say, with Prov. Here, if it like your honour.

child, and being great belly'd, and longing, as Ang.

See that Claudio

I said, for prunes; and having but two in the Be executed hy nine to-morrow morning :

dish, as I said, master Froth here, this very man Bring him his confessor, let him be prepared ; having eaten the rest, as I said, and, as I say, For that's the utmost of his pilgrimage.

paying for them very honestly ;-for, as you

(Ecit Provost. know, master Froth, I cou'd not give you three Escal. Well, heaven forgive him; and forgive

Froth. No, indeed.

(pence again. us all!

Clo. Very well: you being then, if you be Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall ;

remember'd, cracking the stones of the aforeSome run from brakes of vice, and answer none;

Froth. Ay, so I did, indeed. ( said prunes. And some condemned for a fault alone.

Clo. Why, very well: I telling you then if you Enter ELBOW, Froth, Clown, Officers, de.

be remember'd, that such a one, and such a one, Elb. Come, bring them away: if these be were past cure of the thing you wot of, unless good people in a common-weal, that do nothing they kept very good diet, as I told you.

Froth. All this is true.

Escnl. Truly, officer, because he has soins Cio. Why, very well then.

offences in him, that thou wouidst discover it Eserl. Come, you are a tedious fool: to the thou couldst, let hiin continue in his courses parpose,- What was done to Elbow's wife, that still thou know'st what they are. he hath cause to complain of? Come me to Elb. Marry, I thank your worship for it;what was done to her.

Thou seest, thou wicked varlet now, what's Clo. Sir, your honour cannot come to that yet. coine upon thee; thou art to continue now, thou Excal. No, sir, por I mean it not.

varlet : thou art to continue. Clo. Sir, but you shall come to it, by your Escal. Where were you born, friend? honour's leave: And, I beseech you, look into

[70 FROTH. master Froth here, sir; a man of fourscore Froth. Here in Vienna, sir. pound a year; whose father died at Hallowmas: Escal. Are you of fourscore pounds a year? - Was't not at Hallowmas, master Froth? Froth. Yes, and't please you, sir. Froth. All-hollond eve.

Escal. So.- What trade are you of, sir? Clo. Why, very well; I hope here be truths:

[To the Clown. Hle, sir, sitting, as I say, in a lower chair, sir: Clo. A tapster; a poor widow's tapster. 'tvas in the Bunch of Grapes, where, indeed,

Escal. Your mistress's name? you have a delight to sit: Have you pot? Cio. Mistress Over-done.

(band ? Froth. I have so; because it is an open room, Escal. Hath she had any more than one hun and good for winter.

(truths. Clo. Nine, sir; Over-done by the last. Clo. Why, very well, then :- hope here be Escal. Nine!-- Come hither to me, master Ang. This will last out a night in Russia, Froth. Master Froth, I would not have you When nights are longest there; I'll take my acquainted with tapsters; they will draw you, leave,

master Froth, and you will hang them: Get And leave you to the hearing of the cause; you gone, and let me hear no more of you. Hoping, you'll find good cause to whip them all. Froth. I thank your worship: for mine own Escal. I think no less; Good morrow to your part, I never come into any room in a taphouse, lordship.

[Exit ANGELO. but I am drawn in. Now, sir, come on; What was done to Elbow's Escal. Well; no more of it, master Froth: wife, once more?

(once. farewell. [Erit Froru.HCome you hither to Clo. Once, sir? there was nothing done to her me, master tapster; what's your name, master Elb. I beseech you, sir, ask him what this Clo. Pompey.

(tapster ? man did to my wife.

Escal. What else? Clo. I beseech your honour ask me. [her? Clo. Bum, sir. Escal. Well, sir; What did this gentleman to Escal. "Troth, apd your bum is the greatest

Clo. I beseech you, sir, look in this gentle thing about yod: so that, in the beastliest sense, man's face ;-Good 'master Froth, look upon you are Pompey the great. Pompey, you are his honour; 'tis for a good purpose; Doth your partly a bawd, Pompey, howsoever you colour bonour mark his face?

it in being a tapster. Are you not? come, tell Escal. Ay, sir, very well.

me true; it shall be the better for you. Clo. Nay, I beseech you, mark it well. Clo. Truly, sir, I am a poor fellow, that would Escal. Well, I do so.

live. Clo. Doth your honour see anyharm in his face? Escal. How would you live, Pompey? by beEscal. Why, no.

ing a bawd? What do you think of the trade, C'lo. I'll be supposed upon a book, his face is Pompey? is it a lawful trade? the worst thing about him; Good then; if his Clo. If the law would allow it, sir? face be the worst thing about him, how could Escal, But the law will not allow it, Pompey; master Froth do the constable's wife any harm? nor it shall not be allowed in Vienna. I would know that of your honour.

Clo. Does your worship mean to geld and Escal. He's in the right; Constable,what say spay all the youth in the city? you to it?

Escal. No, Pompey. Eib. First, an it like you, the house is a re- Clo. Truly, sir, in my poor opinion, they will spected house; next, this is a respected fellow; to't them: If your worship will take order for and his mistress is a respected woman. the drabs and the knaves, you need not to fear

Cl. By this hand, sir, his wife is a more re- the bawds. spected person than any of us all.

Escal. There are pretty orders beginning, I Elb. Varlet, thou liest; thion liest, wicked can tell you : It is bit heading and hanging. varlet; the time is yet to come, that she was Clo. If you head and hang all that offend that ever respected with inan, woman, or child. way but for ten year together, you'll be glad to

Clo. Sir, she was respected with him before give out a commission for more heads. If this he married with her.

law hold in Vienna ten year, I'll rent the fairest Escal. Which is the wiser here Justice, or house in it, after three pence a bay: if you live Iniquity? Is this true?

to see this come to pass, say, Pompey told you so. Eb. O thou caitiff! () thou varlet! O thou Escal. Thank you, good Pompey: and, in rewicked Hannibal! I respected with her, before quital of your prophecy, hark you,- 1 advise you, I was married to her? If ever I was respected let me not find you before me again upon any with her, or she with me, let not your worship complaint whatsoever, no, not for dwelling think me the poor duke's officer:-Prove this, where you do; If I do, Pompey, I shall beat thou

wicked Hannibal, or I'll have mine action you to your tent, and prove a shrewd Cæsar to of battery on thre.

you; in plain dealing, Pompey, I shall have you Escal. If he took you a box o'th'ear, you whipt: so for this time, Pompey, fare you well. might have your action of slander too.

Cio. I thank your worship for your good coutEib. Marry, I thank your good worship for it; 'sel: but I shall follow it as the flesh and fortune What is't your worship's pleasure I should do shall better determine. with this wicked caitiff?

Whip me? No, no; let carman whip his jade; The valiant heart's not whipt out of his trade. Ang. Stay a little while.—[TO ISAB.) You are

(Exit. welcome: What's your will? Escal. Come hither to me, master Elbow; Isab. I am a woful suitor to your honour, come hither, master Constable. How long have Please but your honour hear me. you been in this place of constable ?


Well; what's your suit? Eib. Seven year and a half, sir.

Isab. There is a vice, that most I do abhor, Escal. I thought, by your readiness in the And most desire should meet the blow of justice; office, you had continued in it some time : You For which I would not plead, but that I must;' say, seven years together?

For which I must not plead, but that I am EW. And a half, sir.

At war, 'twixt will, and will not. Escal. Alas! it hath been great pains to you! Aug.

Well: the matter? They do you wrong to put you so oft upon't: Are Isab. I have a brother is condemn'd to die : there not men in your ward sufficient to serve it? I do beseech you, let it be his fault,

Elh. Faith, sir, few of any wit in such matters: And not my brother. as they are chosen, they are glad to choose me Prov. Heaven give thee moving graces! for them; I do it for some piece of money, and Ang. Condemn the fault, and not the actor of it! go through with all.

Why, every fault's condemn'd, ere it be done : Escal. Look you, bring me in the names of Mine were the very cipher of a function, some six or seven, the most sufficient of your To fine the faults, whose fine stands in record,

Elb. To your worship's house, sir ? (parish. And let go by the actor.
Escal. To my house : Fare you well. [Exit. Isab.

O just, but severe law ! Elbow.] What's o'clock, think you?

I had a brother then.-Heaven keep your hoJust. Eleven, sir.


[Retiring. Escal. I pray you home to dinner with me. Lucio. (To ISAB.) Give't not o'er so; to him Just. I humbly thank you.

again, entreat him : Escal. It grieves me for the death of Claudio; Kneel down before him, hang upon his gown; But there's no remedy.

You are too cold: if you should need a pin, Just. Lord Angelo is severe.

You could not with more tame a tongue desire it: Escal.

It is but needful: To him, I say. Mercy is not itself that oft looks so;

Isab. Must he needs die ? Pardon is still the nurse of second woe:


Maiden, no remedy. But yet.-Poor Claudio!- There's no remedy. Isab. Yes; I do think that you might pardon Come, sir.


him, SCENE II. Another Room in the same.

And neither heaven, nor man, grieve at the
Ang. I will not do't.

[mercy. Enter Provost and a Servant.


But can yon, if you would ? Serv. He's hearing of a cause; he will come Ang. Look, what I will not, that I cannot do. I'll tell him of you.

(straight. Isab. But might you do't, and do the world no Prov. 'Pray you, do. (Excit Servant.] l'll know

wrong, His pleasure : may be, he will relent: Alas,

If so your heart were touch'd with that remorse Ile hath but as offended in a dream!

As inine is to himn? All sects, all ages smack of this vice; and he


He's sentenc'd: 'tis too late. To die for it!

Lucio. You are too cold. [To ISABELLA. Enter AxGELO.

Isab. Too late? why, no; I, that do speak a Ang. Now, what's the matter, provost? word,

Prov. Is it your will Claudio shall die to-mor- May call it back again: Well, believe this, row ?

No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Ang. Did I not tell thee, yea? hadst thou not Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, Why dost thou ask again?

(order? The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Prou.

Lest I might be too rash : Become them with one half so good a grace, Under your good correction, I have seen,

As mercy does. If he had been as you, When, after execution, judgment hath

And you as he, you would have slipt like him ; Repented o'er his doom

But he, like you, would not have been so stern. Ang. Go to; let that be mine:

Ang. 'Pray you, begone. Do you your office, or give up your place, Isab. I would to heaven I had your potency, And you shall well be spard.

And you were Isabel! should it then be thus? Prov. I crave your honour's pardon.-- No; I would tell what 'twere to be a judge, What shall be done,sir, with the groaning juliet? And what a prisoner. She's very near her hour.

Lucio. Ay, touch him : there's the vein. Ang. Dispose of her

[Aside. To some more fitter place; and that with speed. Ang. Your brother is a forfeit of the law, Re-enter Servant.

And you but waste your words. Serv. Here is the sister of the man condemn'd, Isab.

Alas! alas! Desires access to you.

Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once ; Ang.

Hath he a sister? And He that might the vantage best have took, Prov. Ay, my good lord : a very virtuous maid, Found out the remedy: How would you be And to be shortly of a sisterhood,

If he, which is the top of judgment, should Ji not already.

But judge you as you are? O, think on that; Ang. Well, let her be admitted. And mercy then will breathe within your lips,

(Ecit Servant. Like man new made. See you the fornicatress be remov'd;


Be you content, fair maid; Let her have needful, but not lavish, means; It is the law, not I, condemns your brother: There shall be order for it.

Were he my kinsman, brother, or my son, Enter Lucio and ISABELLA.

It should be thus with him;-he must die toe Prov. Save your honour! [Ofering to retire. morrow.

Isab. To-morrow? O, that's sudden! Spare Isab. Ay, with such gifts, that heaven shall him, spare him:

share with you. He's not prepard for death! Even tor our Lacio. You had marr'd all else. kitchens

Isab. Not with fond shekels of the tested gold, Wekill the fowl of season: shall we serve heaven Or stones, whose rates are either rich, or poor, With less respect than we do minister (you: As fancy values them: but with true prayers, To our gross selves? Good, good my lord, bethink That shall be up at heaven, and enter there, Who is it that hath died for this offence ? Ere sun-rise; prayers from preserved souls, There's many have committed it.

From fasting maids, whose minds are dedicata Lucio.

Ay, well said. To nothing temporal. Ang. The law hath not been dead, though it Ang.

Well : come to me hath slept:

To-morrow. Those many had not dar'd to do that evil, Lucio. Go to; it is well away. (Aside to ISABEL. If the first man that did the edict infringe, Isab. Heaven keep your honour safe! Had answer'd for his deed: now, 'tis awake; Ang.

Amen : Takes note of what is done ; and, like a prophet, For I am that way going to temptation, (Aside Looks in a glass, that shows what future evils, Where prayers cross. (Either now, or by remissness new-conceiv'd, Isab.

At what hour to-morrow And so in progress to be hatch'd and born), Shall I attend your lordship? Are now to have no successive degrees,


At any time 'fore noon But, where they live, to end.

Isab. Save your honour!
Yet show some pity.

[Ezeunt Lucio, ISABELLA, and Provost. Ang. I show it most of all, when I show justice; Ang. From thee; even from thy virtue ! For then ) pity those I do not know,

What's this? what's this? Is this her fauit, or Which a dismiss'd offence would after gall;

mine? And do him right, that, answering one foul wrong, The tempter, or the tempted, whosins most? Ha! Lives not to act another. Be satisfied ; Not she; nor doth she tempt: but it is I, Your brother dies to-morrow : be content. That lying by the violet, in the sun,

Isab. So you must be the first, that gives this Do, as the carrion does, not as the flower, And he, that suffers: 0, it is excellent (sentence: Corrupt with virtuous season. Can it be, To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous That modesty may more betray our sense To use it like a giant.

Than woman's lightness? Having waste ground Lucio.

That's well said. Shall we desire to raze the sanctuary, (enough, Isab. Could great men thunder

And pitch our evils there? 0, fy, fy, fy! As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, What dost thou? or, what art thou, Angelo ? For every pelting, petty officer,

Dost thou desire her foully, for those things Would use his heaven for thunder; nothing but That make her good ? o, let her brother live: Merciful heaven!

[thunder. Thieves for the robbery have authority, Thou rather. with thy sharp and sulphrous bolt, When judges steal themselves. What? do I love Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak, That I desire to hear her speak again, [her. Than the soft myrtle :-But man, proud man! And feast upon her eyes? What is't I dream on? Drest in a little brief authority :

O cunning enemy, that, to catch a saint, Most ignorant of what he's most assurd, With saints dost bait thy hook ! Most dangerous His glassy essence-like an angry ane, Is that temptation, that doth goad us on Plays such fantastick tricks before high heaven, Tosin in loving virtue: never could the strumpet, As make the angels weep; who, with our spleens, With all her double vigour, art and nature, Would all themselves laugh mortal.

Once stir my temper; but this virtuous maid Lascio. O, to him, to him, weuch: he will re. Subdues me quite;--Ever, till now, He's coming, I perceive 't.

(lent; When men were fond, I 'smil'd, and wonder'd Prov. 'Pray heaven, she win him! how!

(Exit. Isab. We cannot weigh our brother with ourself:

SCENE III. A Room in a Prison. Greatmen may jest with saints:'tiswit in them; Enter DUKE, habited like a Friar, and Provost. But in the less, foul profa'ation.

Duke. Ilail to you, Provost! so, I think you are. lacio. Thou'rt in the right, girl; more o' that. Prov. I am the provost: What's your will,

Isab. That in the captain's but a cholerick word, good friar? Which in the soldier is fat blasphemy.

Duke. Bound by my charity, and my bless'd Lucio. Art advis'd o'that? more on't.

I come to visit the afflicted spirits [order, Ang. Why do you put these sayings upon me? Here in the prison : do me the common right

Isab. Because authority, though it err like To let me see them; and to make me know Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, sothers, The nature of their crimes, that I may minister That skins the vice o' the top: Go to your bosom; To them accordingly.

(needful. Knock there, and ask your heart, what it doth Prov. I would do more than that, if more were know

Enter JULIET. That's like my brother's fault: if it confess Look, here comes one ; a gentlewoman of mine, A natural guiltiness, such as is his,

Who falling in the flames of her own youth, Let it not souni a thorght upon your tongue Hath blister'd her report: she is with child': Against my brother's life.

And he that got it, sentenc'd: a young man Ang.

She speaks, and 'tis More fit to do another such offence,
Such sense, that my sense breeds with it.-Fare Than die for this.
Isab. Gentle my lord, turn back. (you well. Duke.

When must he die : Ang. I will bethink me :-Come again to- Prov. As I do think, to-morrow, morrow

I have provided for you; stay a while, Isab. Hark, how I'll bribe you : Good, my lord,

[To JULIET. Ang. How ! bribe me ?

(turn back. And you shall be conducted.

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