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ESCALUS,

Escal. My Lord.'
Duke. Of Government the properties t'unfold,
Would seem in me t' affect speech and discourse.
Since I am not to know, that your

own Science
Exceeds, in that, the lists of all advice
My strength can give you: then no more remains
Put that to your sufficiency, as your worth is able,
And let them work. The nature of our people,
Our city's institutions, and the terms
Of common justice, y’are as pregnant in,
As art and practice hath enriched any
That we remember. There is our Commission,
From which we would not have you warp. Call hither,
I say, bid before us Angelo :
What figure of us, think you, he will bear?
For you must know, we have with special roll
Elected him our Absence to supply;
Lent him our Terror, dreft him with our Love;
* The story is taken from Cinthio's Novels, December 8. November 5.

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And giv'n his Deputation all the organs
Of our own Power: say, what think you of it?

Escal. If any in Vienna be of worth
To undergo such ample grace and honour,
It is lord Angelo.

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Enter Angelo. Duke. Look where he bedienis:

Ang. Always obedient to your Grace's will, I come to know your pleasure.

Duke. Angelo,
There is a kind of character in thy life,
That to th' observer doth thy history
Fully unfold : thyself and thy belongings
Are not thine own so proper, as to waste
Thyself upon thy virtues ; they on thee.
Heay'n doth with us, as we with torches do,
Not light them for themselves : for if our virtues
Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike
As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd,
But to fine issues : nor Nature never lends
The smallest scruple of her excellence,
But, like a thrifty Goddess, she determines
Herself the glory of a creditor,
Both thanks and use. But I do bend my speech
To one that can my part in him advertise ;
Hold therefore, Angelo:
In our remove, be thou at full ourself.
Mortality and Mercy in Vienna
Live in thy tongue and heart : old Escalus,
Though first in question, is thy Secondary.
Take thy Commiflion.

Ang. Now, good my lord,
Let there be some more test made of my metal,
Before fo noble and so great a figure
Be stampt upon it.

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Duke. Come, no more evasion :
We have with a prepar'd and * level'd choice
Proceeded to you ; therefore take your

honours.
Our haste from hence is of so quick condition,
That it prefers itself, and leaves unquestion'd
Matters of needful value. We shall write to you,
As time and our concernings shall importune,
How it goes with us; and do look to know
What doth befal you here. So, fare you well.
To th’hopeful execution do I leave you
Of your Commissions.

Ang. Yet give me leave, my lord,
That we may bring you something on the way.

Duke. My hafte may not admit it ;
Nor need you, on mine honour, have to do
With any scruple ; your scope is as mine own,
So to inforce, or qualify the Laws,
As to your soul seems good. Give me your hand;
I'll privily away. I love the people;
But do not like to stage me to their eyes :
Though it do well, I do not relish well
Their loud applause, and Ave's vehement :
Nor do I think the man of safe discretion,
That does affe&t it. Once more, fare you

well.
Ang. The heav'ns give fafety to your purposes !
Escal. Lead forth and bring you back in happiness!
Ďuke. I thank you, fare you well. .

[Exit.
Escal. I shall desire you, Sir, to give me leave
To have free speech with you ; and it concerns me
To look into the bottom of

my

Place :
A pow'r I have, but of what strength and nature
I am not yet

instructed.
Ang. 'Tis fo with me : let us withdraw together,
And we may soon our satisfaction have
Touching that point.

Escal. I'll wait upon your honour. [Exeunt.
* Leaven'd choice] We should read level'd choice. The Allusion
is to Archery, when a Man has fix'd upon his Obje&, after taking Aim.

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S. CE N E III.

The Street,

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Enter Lucio, and two Gentlemen, Lucio. TF the Duke, with the other Dukes, come not

I to composition with the King of Hungary, why, then all the Dukes fall upon the King.

i Gent. Heav'n grant us its peace, but not the King of Hungary's!

2 Gent. Amen.

Lucio. Thou conclud's like the fan&imonious Pi. rate, that went to fea with the ten Commandments, but scrap'd one out of the Table.

2 Gent. Thou shalt not steal.Lucio, Ay, that he raz'd.

i Gent. Why, 'twas a Commandment to com. mand the captain and all the rest from their functions; they put forth to steal ; there's not a soldier of us. all, that, in the thanksgiving before meat, does relish the petition well that prays for Peace.

2 Gent. I never heard any foldier dislike it.

Lucio. I believe thee : for, I think, thou never wait were grace was said.

2 Gent, No? a dozen times at least.
i Gent. What, in meeter ?
Lucio. In any proportion, or in any language.
i Gent. I think, or in any religion.

Lucio. Ay, why not? grace is grace, despight of all controversy ; as for example, thou thyself art a wicked villain, despight of all grace.

i Gent. Well; there went but a pair of sheers be

tween us.

Lucio. I grant; as there may between the lists and the velvet. Thou art the list. i Gent. And thou the velvet ; thou art good vel

vet ; thou'rt a three-pild piece, I warrant thee : I had as lief be a list of an English kersey, as be pil'd, as thou art pild, for a French velvet.

Do I speak feelingly now?

Lucio. I think, thou doft; and, indeed, with most painful feeling of thy speech : I will, out of thine own confession, learn to begin thy health ; but, whilft I live, forget to drink after thee.

1 Gent. I think, I have done myself wrong, have I not ?

2 Gent. Yes, that thou hast ; whether thou art tainted, or free.

Lucio. Behold, behold, where Madam Mitigation

comes.

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i Gent. I have purchas'd as many diseases under her roof, as come to

2 Gent. To what I pray ?
i Gent. Judge.
2 Gent. To three thousand dollars a year.
1 Gent. Ay, and more.
Lucio. A French crown more.

1 Gent. Thou art always figuring diseases in me; but thou art full of error ;

I am found. Lucio. Nay, not as one would say healthy ; but fo found, as things that are hollow; thy bones are hollow; impiety hath made a feast of thec.

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I Gent.

OW now, which of your hips has the Bawd. Well, well; there's one yonder arrested, and carry'd to prison, was worth fíve thousand of

i Gent. Who's that, I pr’ythee ?
Bawd. Marry, Sir, that's Claudio ; Signior Claudio.

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i Gent.

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