Luc. Well, my lord. [some cause Mar. My lord, I do confess I ne'er was married; And, I confess, besides, I am no maid: I have known my husband; yet my husband Duke. This is no witness for lord Angelo. She, that accuses him of fornication, Ang. Charges she more than me? Duke: No? you say, your husband. Mar. Why, just, my lord, and that is Angelo, Who thinks, he knows, that he ne'er knew my body, But knows, he thinks, that he knows Isabel's. Ang. This is a strange abuse. Let's see thy face. [on: Mar. My husband bids me; now I will unmask. [unveiling. This is that face, thou cruel Angelo, Which, once thou swor'st, was worth the looking This is the hand, which, with a vow'd contract, Was fast belock'd in thine: this is the body, That took away the match from Isabel, And did supply thee at thy garden-house, In her imagin'd person. Duke. Know you this woman? Luc Carnally, she says. Duke. Sirrah, no more. Luc. Enough, my lord. Ang. My lord, I must confess, I know this woman; [marriage And, five years since, there was some speech of Betwixt myself and her; which was broke off, Partly, for that her promised proportions Came short of composition; but, in chief, For that her reputation was disvalued In levity: since which time, of five years, I never spake with her, saw her, nor heard from Upon my faith and honour. Mar. Noble prince, [her, [breath, As there comes light from heaven, and words from As there is sense in truth, and truth in virtue, Let me in safety raise me from my knees: A marble monument! Ang. I did but smile till now; Now, good my lord, give me the scope of justice; My patience here is touch'd. I do perceive, These poor informal women are no more But instruments of some more mightier member, That sets them on. Let me have way, my lord, To find this practice out. Duke. Ay, with my heart; And punish them unto your height of pleasure.— [indeed, F. Pet. Would he were here, my lord; for he, Hath set the women on to this complaint: Your provost knows the place where he abides, And he may fetch him. Duke. Go, do it instantly.- [exit Provost And you, my noble and well-warranted cousin, Whom it concerns to hear this matter forth, Do with your injuries as seems you best, In any chastisement. I for a while [well Will leave you; but stir not you, till you have Determined upon these slanderers. Esc. My lord, we'll do it thoroughly.-[exit Duke.] Signior Lucio, did not you say, you knew that friar Lodowick to be a dishonest person? Luc. Cucullus non facit monachum: honest in nothing, but in his clothes; and one that hath spoke most villainous speeches of the duke. Esc. We shall entreat you to abide here till he come, and enforce them against him: we shall find this friar a notable fellow. Luc. As any in Vienna, on my word. Esc. Call that same Isabel here once again; [to an Attendant.] I would speak with her. Pray you, my lord, give me leave to question; you shall see how I'll handle her. Luc. Not better than he, by her own report. Luc. Marry, sir, I think, if you handled her privately, she would sooner confess; perchance, publicly she'll be ashamed. Re-enter Officers, with Isabella; the Duke, in the Friar's habit, and Provost. Esc. I will go darkly to work with her. Luc. That's the way; for women are light at midnight. Esc. Come on, mistress: [to Isabella.] here's a gentlewoman denies all that you have said. Luc. My lord, here comes the rascal I spoke of; here, with the provost. Esc. How! know you where you are! [devil Duke. Respect to your great place! and let the Be sometime honour'd for his burning throne: Where is the duke? 'tis he should hear me speak. Esc. The duke's in us; and we will hear you Look, you speak justly. [speak: Duke. Boldly, at least:-but, O, poor souls, Come you to seek the lamb here of the fox? Good night to your redress. Is the duke gone? Then is your cause gone to. The duke's unjust, Thus to retort your manifest appeal, And put your trial in the villain's mouth, Which here you come to accuse. Luc. This is the rascal; this is he I spoke of. Esc. Why, thou unreverend and unhallow'd friar! Is't not enough, thou hast suborn'd these women And then to glance from him to the duke himself; But we will know this purpose :-what! unjust? Dare no more stretch this finger of mine, than he Where I have seen corruption boil and bubble, Esc. Slander to the state! Away with him to [Lucio? Ang. What can you vouch against him, signior Is this the man that you did tell us of? Luc. 'Tis he, my lord. Come hither, goodman bald-pate: do you know me? Duke. I remember you, sir, by the sound of your voice: I met you at the prison, in the absence of the duke. Luc. O, did you so? And do you remember what you said of the duke? Duke. Most notedly, sir. Luc. Do you so, sir? And was the duke a fleshmonger, a fool, and a coward, as you then reported him to be? Duke. You must, sir, change persons with me, ere you make that my report: you, indeed, spoke so of him; and much more, much worse. Luc. O thou damnable fellow! Did not I pluck thee by the nose, for thy speeches? [self. Duke. I protest I love the duke, as I love myAng. Hark, how the villain would close now, after his treasonable abuses. Esc. 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 toe, 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. Luc. Come, sir; come, sir; come, sir; foh, sir:-Why, you bald-pated, lying rascal! you must be hooded, must you? Show your knare's visage, with a pox to you! show your sheep-biting face, and be hang'd an hour! Will't 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:- Hast thou or word, or wit, or impudence, Ang. O, my dread lord, I should be guiltier than my guiltiness, Duke. Come hither, Mariana :— Duke. Go, take her hence, and marry her inDo you the office, friar; which consummate, Return him here again.-Go with him, Provost. [exeunt Angelo, Mariana, Peter, and Provost. Esc. My lord, I am more amax'd at his disThan at the strangeness of it. Chonour, 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 ana stille Attorney'd at your service. Isab. O, give me parden, That I, your vassal, have employ'd and pain'd Duke. You are pardon'd, Isabel: [fort, Re-enter Angelo, Mariana, Peter, and Provost. Isab. I do, my lord. [here, Duke For this new-married man, approaching Whose salt imagination yet hath wrong'd Your well-defended honour, you must pardon For Mariana's sake: but as he adjudg'd your (Being criminal in donble violation [brother, Of sacred chastity, and of promise breach, [haste ; Mar. O, my most gracious lord, Consenting to the safeguard of your honour, Mar. O, my dear lord, I crave no other, nor no better man. [kneeling. Duke. You do but lose your labour: [to you. Away with him to death.-Now, sir, [to Luc.] Mar. O, my good lord!-Sweet Isabel, take my part; Lend me your knees, and all my life to come Duke. Against all sense you do impórtune her: Should she kneel down, in mercy of this fact, Her brother's ghost his paved bed would break, And take her hence in horror. 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 Give up your keys. [office : Prov. Pardon me, noble lord: I thought it was a fault, but knew it not; Duke. What's he? [dio. Prov. His name is Barnardine. Duke. I would thou had'st done so by ClauGo, fetch him hither; let me look upon him. [exit Provost. Esc. I am sorry, one so learned and so wise As you, lord Angelo, have still appear'd, Should slip so grossly, both in the heat of blood, And lack of temper'd judgment afterward. Ang. I am sorry, that such sorrow procure: And so deep sticks it in my penitent heart, That I crave death more willingly than mercy: 'Tis my deserving, and I do entreat it. 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: Sirrah, thou art said to have a stubborn soul, That apprehends no further than this world, And squar'st thy life according. Thou'rt condemn'd; But, for those earthly faults, I quit them all; And pray thee, take this mercy to provide For better times to come.-Friar, advise him; I leave him to your hand.-What muffled fellow's that? Prov. This is another prisoner, that I sav'd, That should have died when Claudio lost his head; As like almost to Claudio, as himself. [unmuffles Claudio. Duke. If he be like your brother, [to Isabella,] for his sake Is he pardon'd; and, for your lovely sake, Luc. 'Faith, my lord, I spoke it but according to the trick. If you will hang me for it, you may, but I had rather it would please you, I might be whipped. Duke. Whipp'd first, sir, and hang'd after.Proclaim it, provost, round about the city; If any woman's wrong'd by this lewd fellow,. (As I have heard him swear himself, there's one Luc. I beseech your highness, do not marry me to a whore! Your highness said even now, I made you a duke: good my lord, do not recompense me, in making me a cuckold. Duke. Upon mine honour, thou shalt marry Thy slanders I forgive; and therewithal [her. Remit thy other forfeits.—Take him to prison; And see our pleasure herein executed. Luc. Marrying, a punk, my lord, is pressing to death, whipping, and hanging. Duke. Sland'ring a prince deserves it.— She, Claudio, that you wrong'd, look you restore. Joy to you, Mariana!-love her, Angelo; So, bring us to our palace; where we'll show What's yet behind, that's meet you all should [ereunt. know. King Edward the Fourth. KING RICHARD III. Edward, Prince of Wales, afterwards King Edward V. Richard, Duke of York, George, Duke of Clarence, DRAMATIS PERSONE. -sons to the king. Richard, Duke of Gloster, afterwards brothers to the king. King Richard III. A young son of Clarence. Henry, Earl of Richmond, afterwards King Henry VII. Cardinal Bourchier, Archbishop of Canterbury. Thomas Rotheram, Archbishop of York. John Morton, Bishop of Ely. Duke of Buckingham. Duke of Norfolk: Earl of Surrey, his son. Earl Rivers, brother to King Edward's queen. Earl of Oxford, Lord Hastings, Lord Stanley, Lord Lovel. Sir William Catesby. Sir James Tyrrel., Elizabeth, Queen of Edward IV. Margaret, widow of King Henry VI. Duchess of York, mother to King Edward IV., Clarence, and Gloster. Lady Anne, widow of Edward, Prince of Wales, son to King Henry VI.; afterwards married to the Duke of Gloster. A young daughter of Clarence. Lords and other attendants; two gentlemen; a pursuivant, scrivener, citizens, murderers, messengers, ghosts, sol diers, &c. SCENE-England. ACT I. SCENE I. LONDON. A STREET. And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds, About a prophecy, which says that G comes. Enter Clarence, guarded, and Brakenbury. Brother, good day: what means this armed guard, That waits upon your grace? Clar. His majesty, Tendering my person's safety, hath appointed Clar. Because my name is-George. Glo. Alack, my lord, that fault is none of yours; He should, for that, commit your godfathers:O, belike, his majesty hath some intent, That you shall be new christen'd in the Tower. But what's the matter, Clarence? may I know? Clar. Yea, Richard, when I know; for I protest, As yet I do not: but, as I can learn, He hearkens after prophecies and dreams; And from the cross-row plucks the letter G, And says a wizard told him, that by G His issue disinherited should be; And, for my name of George begins with G, It follows in his thought, that I am he: These, as I learn, and such like toys as these, Have mov'd his highness to commit me now. Glo. Why, this it is, when men are rul'd by women: 'Tis not the king that sends you to the Tower; Clar. By heaven, I think, there is no man secure, But the queen's kindred, and night-walking heralds That trudge betwixt the king and inistress Shore. |