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But doth rebate and blunt his natural edge
With profits of the mind, study and fast.
He, to give fear to use and liberty,
Which have long time run by the hideous law,
As mice by lions ;) hath pickt out an a&t,
Under whose heavy sense your brother's life
Falls into forfeit; he arrests him on it;
And follows close the rigour of the statute,
To make him an example; all hope's gone,
Unless you have the grace by your fair prayer
To soften Angelo; and that's my pith of business
'Twixt you and your poor brother.

Isab. Both he so
Seek for his life?

Lucio. H’as censur’d him already ;
And, as I hear, the Provost hath a warrant
For's execution.

Ifab. Alas! what poor
Ability's in me, to do him good ?

Lucio. Aslay the power you have.
Isab. My power? Alas! I doubt.

Lucio. Our doubts are traitors ;
And make us loose the good, we oft might win,
By fearing to attempt. Go to lord Angelo,
And let him learn to know, when maidens fue,
Men give like Gods; but when they weep and kneel,
All their petitions are as truly theirs,
As they themselves would owe them.

Ifab. I'll see what I can do.
Lucio. But, speedily.

Isab. I will about it ftrait;
No longer staying, but to give the mother
Notice of my affair. I humbly thank you ;
Commend me to my brother: soon at night
I'll send him certain word of

my

success. Lucio, I take my leave of you. Ijab. Good Sir, adieu.

(Exeunt.

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II.

S CE N E I

The PALACE.

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Enter Angelo, Escalus, a Justice, and Attendants.

ANGELO.
E must not make a scare-crow of the law,
Setting it up to fear the birds of

prey, And let it keep one shape, 'till custom make it Their pearch, and not their terror.

Escal. Ay, but yet Let us be keen, and rather cut a little, Than fall, and bruise to death. Alas! this gentleman, Whom I would save, had a most noble father; Let but

your

Honour know,
Whom I believe to be most strait in virtue,
That, in the working of your own affections,
Had time coher'd with place, or place with wishing,
Or that the resolute aging of your blood
Could have attain'd th' effe& of your own purpose;
Whether

you
had not sometime in

your

life Err’d in this point, which now you censure him, And pulld the law upon you.

Ang. 'Tis one thing to be tempted, Escalus, Another thing to fall. I not deny, The jury, passing on the prisoner's life, May in the sworn twelve have a thief or two, Guiltier than him they try; what's open made to

justice, That justice feizes on. What know the laws, That thieves do pass on thieves ? 'tis very pregnant, The jewel that we find, we stoop and take't, Because we see it; but what we do not see, We tread upon, and never think of it. You may so extenuate his offence, For I have had such faults; but rather tell me,

When

not

When I that censure him, do so offend,
Let mine own judgment pattern out my death,
And nothing come in partial. Sir, he muft die.

Enter Provost.
Efcal. Be't, as your wisdom will.
Ang. Where is the Provost.
Prov. Here, if it like your Honour.

Ang. See, that Claudió
Be executed by nine to morrow morning.
Bring him his confessor, let him be prepar'd;
For that's the utmost of his pilgrimage.

[Exit Prov.
Escal. Well, heav'n forgive him! and forgive us all!
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall:
Some run through brakes of vice, and answer none;
And some condemned for a fault alone.

SCENE II.

Enter Elbow, Froth, Clown, and Officers.

Eib. C

people in a common-weal, that do nothing but use their abuses in common houses, I know no law; bring them away.

Ang. How now, Sir, what's your name? and what's the matter?

Elb. If it please your Honour, I am the poor Duke's conftable, and my name is Elbow; I do lean upon juftice, Sir, and do bring in here before your good Honour two notorious benefactors.

Ang. Benefactors ? well; what benefactors are they? are they not malefactors ?

Elb. 'If it please your Honour, I know not well what they are; but precise villains they are, that I am sure. of; and void of all profanation in the world, that good .christians ought to have.

Escal.

Escal. This comes off well; here's a wise officer.

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

Clown. He cannot, Sir; he's out at elbow.
Ang. What are you, Sir?

Elb. He, Sir? a tapster, Sir; parcel-bawd; one that serves a bad woman; whose house, Sir, was, as they fay, pluckt down in the suburbs; and now she profelles a hot-house; which, I think, is a very ill house too.

Escal. How know you that?

Elb. My wife, Sir, whom I detest before heav'n and your Honour.

Escal. How! thy wife?

Elb. Ay, Sir; whom, I thank heav'n, is an honest woman;

Escal. Dost thou deteft her therefore ?

Elb. I say, Sir, I will detest myself also, as well as she, that this house, if it be not a bawd's house, it is pity of her life, for it is a naughty house.

Éscal. How doft thou know that, conftable?

Elb. Marry, Sir, by my wife; who, if she had been a woman cardinally given, might have been accused in fornication, adultery, and all uncleanness there.

Escal. By the woman's means ?

Elb. Ay, Sir, by mistress Over-done's means, but as the spit in his face, so she defy'd him.

Clown. Sir, if it please your Honour, this is not so.

Elb. Prove it before these varlets here, thou honourable man, prove it. Escal. Do

you

hear how he misplaces ? Clown. Sir, she came in great with child; and

longing (saving your Honour's reverence) for “ ftew'd prewns; Sir, we had but two in the house, “ which at that very distant time stood, as it were, in

a fruit-dish, a dish of some three pence; (your Ho

nours have seen such dishes; they are not China "* dishes, but very good dishes.)

Escal.

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Escal. Go to, go to; no matter for the dish, Sír.

Clown. No, indeed, Sir, not of a pin; you are " therein in the right: but to the point; as I say,

this mistress Elbow, being, as I say, with child, and being great belly'd, and longing, as I said, for

prewns; and having but two in the dish, as I said; " master Froth here, this very man, having eaten the

rest, as I said, and, as I say, paying for them very “ honestly; for, as you know, master Froth, I could

not give you three-pence again. Froth. No, indeed.

Clown. Very well; you being then, if you be “ remembered, cracking the stones of the foresaid

prewns. Froth. Ay, so I did, indeed. “ Clown. Why, very well; I telling you then, if you be remembred, that such a one, and such a

one, were past cure of the thing you wot of, un“ less they kept very good diet, as I told you.

Froth. All this is true.
Clown. Why, very well then. .
Escal. Come, you are a tedious fool; to the

purpose: what was done to Elbow's wife, that he hath cause to complain of? come to what was done to her.

Clown. Sir, your Honourcannot come to that yet. Escal, No, Sir, nor I mean it not. • Clown. Sir, but

you

shall come to it, by your - Honours leave: and, I beseech you, look into 66 master Froth here, Sir, a man of fourscore pound

a year; whose father dy'd at Hallowmas. Was't " not at Hallowmas, master Froth ?

Froth. All-holland eve.

Clown. Why, very well; I hope here be truths. “ He, Sir, sitting, as I say, in a lower chair, Sir; " 'twas in the bunch of grapes, where, indeed, you " have a delight to fit, have you not?

Froth. I have so, because it is an open room, and good for winter,

Clown.

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