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I'll make all speed. [Erit. already, sir, if they be true; if not true, pona Isab. Within.] Peace, ho, be here! (know were enough.

Duke. The tongue of Isabel :She's come to Lucio. I was once before him for getting a If yet her brother's pardon be come hither : wench with child. But I will keep her ignorant of her good, Duke. Did you such a thing? To make her heavenly comforts of despair, Lucio. Yes, marry, did I; but was fain to When it is least expected.

forswear it; they would else have married me Enter ISABELLA.

to the rotten medlar. Isab. Ho, by your leave.

Duke. Sir, your company is fairer than hoDrike. Good morning to you, fair and gracious nest: Rest you well. daughter.

Lucio. By my troth, I'll go with thee to the Isab. The better, given me by so holy a man. lane's end: If bawdy talk offend you, we'll Hath yet the deputy sent my brother's pardon?| have very little of it: Nay, friar, I am a kini Duke. He hath releas'd him, Isabel, from the of burr, I shall stick.

(Ezeunt. His head is off, and sent to Angelo. (world; SCENE IV. A Room in Angelo's House. Isab. Nay, but it is not so.

Enter ANGELO and EscaLUS.
Duke.
It is no other:

Escal. Every letter he hath writ hath disShow your wisdom, daughter, in your close

vouch'd other. patience. Isab. O, I will to him, and pluck out his eyes. His actions show much like to madness: 'pray

Ang. In most uneven and distracted manner. Duke. You shall not be admitted to his sight. heaven, his wisdom be not tainted ! And why Isab. Unhappy Claudio! Wretched Isabel !

ineet him at the gates, and re-deliver our authoInjurious world! Most damned Angelo!

(jot. rities there? Duke. This por hurts him, nor profits you a

Escal. I guess not. Forbear it therefore; give your cause to heaven.

Ang. And why should we proclaim it in an Mark what I say, which

you shall find By every syllable a faithful verity: [your eyes. dress of injustice, they should exhibit their pe

hour before his entering, that, if any crave reThe duke comes home to-morrow ;-nay, dry titions in the street ? One of our convent, and his confessor,

Escal. He shows his reason for that: to have Gives me this instance: Already he hath carried a despatch of complaints; and to deživer us Notice to Escalus and Angelo;

from devices hereafter, which shall then have Who do prepare to meet him at the gates, There to give up their power. If you can, pace

no power to stand against us.

Ang. Well, I beseech you, let it be proclain'd your wisdom

Betimes i' the morn, I'll call you at your house : In that good path that I would wish it go; And you shall have your bosom on this wretch, As are to meet him.

Give notice to such men of sort and suit, Grace of the duke, revenges to your heart, Escal.

I shall, sir: fare you well. And general honour. Isah. I am directed by yon.

(Eri.. Duke. This letter then to friar Peter give;

Ang. Good night.

(pregnant, "Tis that he sent me of the duke's retur :

This deed unshapes me quite, makes rie unBay, by this token, I desire his company

And dull to all proceedings. A deflower'd maid! At Mariana's house to-night. Her cause, and The law against it!-But that her tender shame

And by an eminent body that enforc'd yours, rul perfect him withal; and he shall bring you How might she tongue me? Yet reason dares

Will not proclaim against her maiden loss, Before the duke; and to the head of Angelo

her?-no: Accuse him bome, and home. For my poor self, For my authority bears a credent bulk, I am combined by a sacred vow, And shall be absent. Wend you with this letter; But it confounds the breather. He should have

That no particular scandal once can touch, Command these fretting waters from your eyes

liv'd,

(sense, With a light heart; trust not my holy order,

Save that his riotous youth, with dangerous If I pervert your course. Who's here?

Might in the times to come, have ta'en revenge, Enter LUCIO. Lucio.

Good even!

By so receiving a dishonour'd life, Friar, where is the Provost ?

With ransomn of such shame. 'Would yet he had

liv'd! Duke.

Not within, sir.

Alack, when once our grace we have forgot, Lucio. O, pretty Isabella, I am pale at mine Nothing goes right; we would, and we would heart, to see thine eyes so red: thou must be

not.

[Exit. patient: I am fain to dine and sup with water and bran; I dare not for my head fill my belly;

SCENE V. Fields toithout the Town. one fruitful meal would set me to't: But they Enter Duke in his own habit, and FRIAR PETER. say the duke will be here to-morrow. By my Duke. These letters at fit time deliver me. troth, Isabel, I lov'd thy brother: if the old

[Giving letters. fantastical duke of dark corners had been at the provost knows our purpose, and our plot. home, he had lived.

[Excit ISABELLA. The matter being afoot, keep your instruction, Duke. Sir, the duke is marvellous little be- And hold you ever to our special drift; holden to your reports; but the best is, he lives Though sometimes you do blench from this to not in them.

that,

[house, Lucio. Friar, thou knowest not the duke sos As cause doth minister. Ge, call at Flavius' well as I do: ho's a better woodman than thou And tell him where I stay: give the like notice takest hinn for.

(ye well. To Valentinus, Rowland, and to Crassus, Duke. Well, you'll answer this one day. Fare And bid them bring the trumpets to the gate:

Lurio. Nay, tarry; I'll go along with thee; 1 But send me Fiavius first. can tell thee pretty tales of the duke.

F. P.ter.

It shall be speeded well. Duke. You have told me too many of him

(Exit Friar.

Art Fifth

Enter VARRIUS.

Isab.

O, worthy duke, Duke. I thank thee, Varrius; thou hast made You bid me seek redemption of the devil: good haste:

Hear me yourselt; for that which I must speak Come, we will walk: There's other of our friends Must either punish me, not being believ'd, Will greet us here anon, my gentle Varrius. Or wring redress from you; hear me, O, hear

(Excunt.

me, here.

Ang. My lord, her wits, I fear me, are not firm: SCENE VI. Street near the City Gate. She hath been a suitor to me for her brother,

Enter ISABELLA and MARIANA. Cut off by course of justice. Isob. To speak so indirectly, I am loath ;

Isab.

By course of justice! I would say the truth; but to accuse him so,

Ang. And she will speak most bitterly, and That is your part: Yet I'm advis'd to do it;

strange.

[speak: He says, to veil full purpose.

Isab. Most strange, but yet most truly, will I Mari.

Be rul'd by him.

That Angelo's forsworn; is it not strange? Isab. Besides, he tells me, that, if peradventure That Angelo's a murderer; is't not strange ? He speak against me on the adverse side,

That Angelo is an adulterous thief, I should not think it strange; for 'tis a physick, An hypocrite, a virgin-violator; That's bitter to swcet end.

Is it not strange, and strange?

Duke. Mari. I would, friar Peter

Nay, it is ten times strange. Isab. 0, Peace; the friar is come.

Isab. It is not truer he is Angelo,

Than this is all as true as it is strange:
Enter FRIAR PETER,

Nay, it is ten times true; for truth is truth F. Peler. Come, I have found you out a stand To the end of reckoning. most fit,

Duke.

Away with her :-Poor soul, Where you may have such vantage on the duke, She speaks this in the infirmity of sense. He shall not pass you; Twice have the trum- Isab. O prince, I conjure thee, as thou believ'st pets sounded;

There is another comfort than this world, The generous and gravest citizens

That thou neglect me not, with that opinion Have hent the gates, and very near upon That I am touchi'd with madness : make not The duke is entring; therefore hence, away. impossible

[Exeunt. That which but seems unlike:'tis not impossible.

But one, the wicked'st caitiff on the ground,
May seem as shy, as grave, as just, as absolute,
As Angelo; even so may Angelo,

In all his dressings, characts, titles, forms, SCENE I. A publick Place near the City Gate. Be an arch villain: believe it, royal prince, MARIANA (veil d), ISABELLA, and Peter, at a dis- If he be less, he's nothing; but he's inore, tance. Enter at opposite doors, Duke, VARRIUS,

Had I more name for badness.

Duke. Lords; ANGELO, ESCALUS, Lucio, Provost,

By mine honesty, Officers, and Citizens.

If she be mad (as I believe no other), Duke. My very worthy cousin, fairly met :- Such a dependency of thing on thing,

Her madness hath the oddest frame of sense, Ourold and faithful friend, we are glad to see you, As e'er I heard in madness. Ang. and Escal. Ilappy return be to your royal

Isab.

O, gracious duke grace! Duke. Many and hearty thankings to you both. Harp not on that; nor do not banish reason We have made enquiry of you; and we hear

For inequality : bnt let your reason serve Such goodness of your justice, that our soul

To make the truth appear, where it seems hid; Cannot but yield you forth to publick thanks,

And hide the false, seems true.
Duke.

Many that are not mad, Forerunning more requital.

Have, sure, more lack of reason.-What would Ang. You make my bonds still greater. Duke. O, your desert speaks loud; and I should

you say?

Isab. I am the sister of one Claudio, wrong it, To lock it in the wards of covert bosom,

Condemn'd upon the act of fornication

To lose his head; condemn'd by Angelo: When it deserves with characters of brass

1, in probation of a sisterhood, A forted residence, 'gainst the tooth of time, And razure of oblivion : Give me your hand,

Was sent to by my brother: One Lucio

As then the messenger;And let the subject see, to make them know

Lucio. That's I, an't like your grace: That outward courtesies would fain

proclaim

I came to her from Claudio, and desir'd her Favours that keep within.-Come, Escalus; You must walk by us on our other hand ;

To try her gracious fortune with Lord angelo, And good supporters are you.

For her poor brother's pardon.
Isab.

That's he, indeed
Peter and ISABELLA come forward. Duke. You were not bid to speak.
F. Peter. Nox is your time; speak loud, and

Lacio,

No, my good lord; kneel before him.

Nor wish'd to hold my peace. Isab. Justice, O royal duke! Vail your regard Duke.

I wish you now then; l'pon a wrong'd, I'd fain have said, a maid ! 'Pray you, take note of it: and when you have () worthy prince, dishonour not your eye A business for yourself, pray heaven, you then By throwing it on any other object,

Be perfect. Till you have heard me in my true complaint, Lucio. I warrant your hononr. And given me, justice, justice, justice, justice! Duk-. The warrant's for yourself; take heed to Duk.. Relate your wrongs: la what? By Isab. This gentleman told somewhatof my tale. whom? Be brief:

Lucio. Right. Here is Lord Angelo shall give you justice! Duke. It may be right; but you are in the wrong Reveal yourself to him.

To speak before your time.-Proceed.

fit.

Isab.

I went Liscio. My lord, most villanonsly; believe it. To this pernicious caitiff deputy.

F. Peter. Well, he in time may coine to clear Duke. That's somewhat madly spoken.

himself; Isb.

Pardon it: But at this instant he is sick, my lord, The phrase is to the matter.

Of a strange fever: Upon his mere request Duke. Mended again: the matter;--Proceed. (Reing coine to knowledge that there was com

Isab. In brief,-to set the needless process by, plaint llow I persuaded, how I pray'd, and kneeld, intended 'gainst lord Angelo) came I hither, llow he refelld me, and how I reply'd; To speak as from his mouth, what he doth know (For this was of much length, the vile conclusion Is true, and false; and what he with his oath, I now begin with grief and shame to utter: And all probation, will make up full clear, He would not, but by gift of my chaste body Whensoever he's convented. First, for this voTo his concupiscible intemperate lust, (To justify this worthy nobleman, [man Release my brother; and, after much debate- So vulgarly and personally accused); ment,

Her shall you hear disproved to her eyes, My sisterly remorse confutes mine honour, Till she herself confess it. And I did yield to him. But the next morn be- Duke.

Good friar, let's hear it. times,

(ISABELLA is carried of, guarded; and His purpose surfeiting, he sends a warrant

MARIANA comes forward. For my poor brother's head.

Do you not sinile at this, lord Angelo ?Dale.

This is most likely! O heaven! the vanity of wretched foolsIrah. O, that it were as like as it is true! Give us some seats.-Come, cousin Angelo; Duke. By heaven, fond wretch, thou know'st In this I'll be impartial; be you judge not what thou speak'st;

Of your own cause.-Is this the witness, friar? Or else thou art suboru'd against his honour, First, let her show her face; and, after, speak. In hateful practice: First, his integrity

Mari. Pardon, my lord; I will not show my Stands without blemish :-next, it imports no Until my husband bid me.

[face reason,

Duke. What, are you married ?
That with such vehemency he should pursue Mari. No, my lord.
Faults proper to himself: if he had so offended, Dike.

Are you a maid ? Ile would have weigh'd thy brother by himself, Mari.

No, my lord, And not have cut him off: Some one hath set Duke. A widow then? you on;

Mari.

Neither, my lord. Confess the truth, and say by whose advice Duke.

Why, you Thon cam'st here to complain.

Are nothing then :-Neither maid, widow, nor Isab.

And is this all ?

wife? Then, oh, you blessed ministers above,

Lucio. My lord, she may be a punk; for many Keep me in patience; and, with ripend time, of them are neither maid, widow, nor wife. Unfold the evil which is here wrapt up

Duke. Silence that fellow; I would he had some la countenance !-Heaven shield your grace To prattle for himself.

(cause from woe.

Lucio. Well, my lord. As I, thus wrong'd, hence anbelieved go! Mari. My lord, 1.doconfess I ne'er was married;

Duke. I know, you'd fain be gone:-An officer! And, I confess, besides, I am no maid: To prison with her:-Shall we thus permit I have known my husband; yet my husband A blasting and a scandalous breath to fall That ever he knew me.

[knows not. On hin so near us? This needs must be a practice. Lucio. He was drunk then, my lord; it can -Who knew of your intent, and coming hither? be no better. Isab. One that I would were here, friar Lodo- Duke. For the benefit of silence, 'would thou wick.

Lucio. Well, my lord.

(wert so too Duke. A ghostly father, belike:- Who knows Duke. This is no witness for lord Angelo. that Lodowick?

(friar; Mari. Now I come to 't, my lord : Lucio. My lord, I know him; 'tis a meddling She, that accuses him of fornication, I do not like the man: had he been lay, my lord, In self-same manner doth accuse my husband For certain words be spake against your grace And charges him, my lord, with such a time, In your retirement, 1 had swing'd him soundly. When I'll depose I had him io mine arms Duke. Words against me? This a good friar with all the effect of love. belike!

Ang.

Charges she more than me? And to set on this wretched woman here

Mari. Not that I know Against our substitute!-Let this friar be found.

Duke.

No? you say, your husband. Lucio. But yesternight, my lord, she and that Mari. Why, just, my lord, and that is Angelo, I saw them at the prison: a saucy friar, (friar Who thinks, he knows, that he ne'er knew my A very scurvy fellow.

body, F. Peter. Blessed be your royal grace! But knows, he thinks, that he knows Isabel's. I have stood by, my lord, and I have heard Ang. This is a strange abuse :-Let's see thy Your royal ear abus'd: First, hath this woman, face. Most wrongfully accus'd your substitute; Mari. My husband bids me; now I will unWho is as free from touch or soll with her,

mask.

(Unveiling. As she from one ungot.

This is that face, thou cruel Angelo, Duke.

We did believe no less. Which, once thoá sworist, was worth the look. Know you that triar Lodowick that she speaks of! ing on:

F. Peter. I know bim for a man divine and This is the hand, which, with a vow'd contract, Not scurvy nor a temporary meddler, (holy; Was fast belock'd in thine: this is the body As he's reported by this gentleman:

That took away the match from Isabel, And, on my trust, a man that never yet And did supply thee at thy garden-house, Did, as he vouches, misreport your grace. In her imagin'd person.

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Duke.

Know you this woman? Re-enter Officers, with ISABELLA, the Duke, in the Lucio. Carnally, she says.

Friar's habit, and Provost. Duke.

Sirrah, no more. Escal. I will go darkly to work with her. Lucio. Enough, my lord.

Lucio. That's the way; for women are light Ang. My lord, 'I must confess, I know this at midnight. woman:

[marriage Escal. Come on, mistress: (TO ISABELLA.] here's And, five years since, there was some speech of a gentlewoman denies all that you have said. Betwixt myself and her; which was broke off, Lucio. My lord, here comes the rascal I spoke Partly, for that her promised proportions

of; here with the provost. Came short of composition; but, in chief, Escal. In very good time :-speak not you to For that her reputation was disvalued him, till we call upon you. In levity: since which time of five years, Lricio. Mum. I never spake with her, saw her, nor heard from Escal. Come, sir: Did you set these women Upon my faith and honour.

[her, on to slander lord Angelo? they have confessid Hari.

Noble prince,
Duke. Tis false.

[you did. As there comes light from heaven, and words Escal. How! know you where you are? from breath,

Duke. Respect to your great place! and let As there is sense in truth, and truth in virtue, the devil I am affianc'd this man's wife, as strongly slord, Be sometime honour'd for his burning throne:-As words could make up vows: and, my good Where is the duke?'tis he should hearme speak. But Tuesday night last gone,in his garden-house, Escal. The duke's in us; and we will hear He knew me as a wife: As this is true Look, you speak justly.

[you speak Let me in safety raise me from my knees; Duke. Boldly at least :-But O, poor souls, Or else for ever be confixed here,

Come you to seek the lamb here of the fox? A marble monument!

Good night to your redress. Is the duke gone? Ang.

I did but smile till now; Then is your cause gone too. The duke's unjust, Now, good my lord, give me the scope of justice; Thus to retort your manifest appeal, My patience here is touch'd: I do perceive, And put your trial in tle villain's mouth, These poor informal women are no more Which here you come to accuse. Butinstruments of some more mightiermember, Lucio. This is the rascal: this is he I spokeof. That sets them on: Let ma have way, my lord, Escal. Why, thou unreverend and unhallow'd To find this practice out.

friar! Duke.

Ay, with my heart; Is't not enough, thou hast suborn'd these women And punish them unto your height of pleasure.- To accuse this worthy man; but in foul mouth, Thou foolish friar; and thou pernicious woman, And in the witness of his proper car, Compact with her that's gone! think'st thou, thy To call him villain?

[self; oaths,

(saint, | And then to glance from him to the duke himThough they would swear down each particular To tax him with injustice ? Take him hence; Were testimonies against his worth and credit, To the rack with himn :-We'll touze you joint That's seal'din approbation?-You, lord Escalus, by joint, Sit with my cousin; lend him your kind pains But we will know this purpose:-What! unjust? To find out this abuse, whence 'tis deriv'd.- Duke. Be not so hot; the duke There is another friar that set them on; Dare no more stretch this fingerof mine, than he Let him be sent for.

Dare rack his own; his subject am I not, F. Peter. Would, he were here, my lord; for he, Nor here provincial: My business in this state indeed,

Made me a looker-on here in Vienna, Hath set the women on to this complaint: Where I have seen corruption boil and bubble, Your provost knows the place where he abides, Till it o'errun the stew : laws for all faults; And he may fetch him.

But faults are countenanc'd, that the strong sta. Duke. Go, do it instantly:- (Exit Provost. Stand like the forfeits in a barber's shop, tutes And you, my noble and well-warranted cousin, As much in mock as mark. Whom it concerns to hear this matter forth, Escal. Slander to the state! Away with him Do with your injuries as seems you best,

to prison.

(Lucio In any chastisement: I for a while

Ang. What can you vouch against him, signior Will leave you; but stir not you, till you have Is this the man that you did tell us of? Determined upon these slanderers. [well Lucio. "Tis he, my lord. Come hither, good.

Escal. My lord, we'll do it thoroughly.-Ecit man bald-pate: Do you know me? Duke.) Signior Lucio, did not you say, you knew Duke. I remember you, sir, by the sound of that friar Lodowick to be a dishonest person? your voice : I met you at the prison in the ab

Lucio. Cucullus non facit monachum: honest in sence of the duke. nothing, but in his clothes; and one that hath Lucio. O, did you so? and do you remember spoke most villanous speeches of the duke. what you said of the duke.

Escal. We shall entreat you to abide here till Duke. Most notedly, sir. he come, and enforce them against him: we Lucio. Do you so, sir ? And was the duke a shall find this friar a notable fellow.

flesh-monger, a fool, and a coward, as you then Lucio. As any in Vienna, on my word. reported him to be Escal. Call that same Isabel here once again; Duke. You must, sir, change persons with me, [To an Atlendant.] I would speak with her; 'Pray ere you make that my report: you, indeed, spoke you, my lord, give me leave to question; you so of him; and much more, much worse. shall see how I'll handle her.

Lacio. O thou damnable fellow ! Did not I Lucio. Not better than he, by her own report. pluck thee by the nose, for thy speeches? (self. Escal. Say you?

Duke. I protest, I love the duke, as I love myLucio. Marry, sir, I think if you handled her Ang. Hark! how the villain would close now, privately, she would sooner confess; perchance, after his treasonable abuses. publickly, she'll be ashamed.

Escal. Such a fellow is not to be talk'& with

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