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Proo. What's your will, father?

Duke. That now you are come, you will be gone: leave me a while with the maid; my mind promises with my habit, no loss shall touch lier by my com. pany. Prov. In good time.

(Erit Provost. Duke. The hand that hath made you fair, hath made yon good : the goodness, that is cheap in beauty, makes beauty brief in goodness; but grace, being the soul of your complexion, should keep the body of it ever fair. The assault, that Angelo hath made to you, fortune hath convey'd to my understanding; and, but that frailty hath examples for his falling, I should wonder at Angelo. How would you do to content this substitute, and to save your brother?

Isab. I am now going to resolve bim: I had ra. ther my brother die by the law, than my son should be unlawfully born. But O, how much is the good duke deceived in Angelo! If ever he return, and I can speak to him, I will open my lips in vain, or dis. cover his government.

Duke. That shall not be much amiss: yet, as the matter now stands, he will avoid your accusation; he made trial of you only.-Therefore, fasten your car on my advisings; to the love I have in doing good, a remedy presents itself. I do make myself believe, that you may most'uprighteously do a poor wronged lady a merited benefit; redeem your brother from the angry law; do no stain to your own gracious person; and much please the absent duke, if, peradventure, he shall ever return to have hear. ing of this business. .

Isab. Let me hear you speak further; I have spi. rit to do any thing that appears not foul in the truth of my spirit.

Duke. Virtue is bold, and goodness never fear ful. Have not you heard speak of Mariana, the sister of Frederick, the great soldier, who niiscarried at sea

Isab. I have heard of the lady, and good words went with her name.

Duke. Her should this Angelo have married; was affianced to her by oath, and the nuptial appointed : between which time of the contract, and limit of the solemnity, her brother Frederick was wrecked at sea, having in that perish'd vessel the dowry of his sister. But mark, how heavily this befel to the poor gentlewoman: there she lost a noble and renowned brother, in his love toward her ever most kind and natural; with him the portion and sinew of her for. tune, her marriage-dowry; with both, her combi. nate* husband, this well-seeming Angelo.

Isab. Can this be so? Did Angelo so leave her?

Duke. Left her in her tears, and dry'd not one of them with his comfort; swallowed his vows whole, pretending, in her, discoveries of dishonour: in few, bestowedt her on her own lamentation, which she yet wears for his sake; and he, a marble to her tears, is washed with them, but relents not.

Isab. What a merit were it in death, to take this poor maid from the world! What corruption in this life, that it will let this man live ! - But how out of this can she avail ?

Duke. It is a rupture that you may easily heal : And the cure of it not only saves your brother, but keeps you from dishonour in doing it.

Isab. Show me how, good father.

Duke. This fore-named maid hath yet in her the continuance of her first affection; his unjust un. kindness, that in all reason should have quenched. her love, hath, like an impediment in the current, made it more violent and unruly. Go you to Angelo; answer his requiring with a plausible obedience; agree with his demands to the point: only refert yourself to this advantage, first, that your stay with him may not be long; that the time may have

• Betrothed. + Gave her up to her sorrows. | Have recourse to.

all shadow and silence in it; and the place answer to convenience: this being granted in course, now follows all. We shall advise this wronged maid to stead up your appointment, go in your place; if the encounter acknowledge itself hereafter, it may compel him to her recompense : and here, by this, is your brother saved, your honour outainted, the poor Mariana advantaged, and the corrupt deputy scaled. The maid will I frame, and make fit for his attempt. If yon think well to carry this as you may, the dou. bleness of the benefit defends the deceit from re. proof. What think you of it?

Isab. The image of it gives me content already; and, I trust, it will grow to a most prosperous per. fection.

Duke. It lies much in your holding up: haste you speedily to Angelo; if for this night he entreat you to his hed, give him promise of satisfaction. I will presently to St. Luke's; there, at the moated granget, resides this dejected Mariana: at that place call upon me; and despatch with Angelo, that it may be quickly.

Isab. I thank you for this comfort: fare you well, good father.

[Ezeunt severaly.

SCENE II.

The street before the prison.

Enter Duke, as a friar; to him Elbow, Clown, and

Officers. : Elb. Nay, if there be no remedy for it, but that you will needs buy and sell meu and womeu like beasts, we shall have all the world drink brown and white bastardt.

• Over-reached.

A sweet wine.

t A solitary farm-house.

Duke. O, heavens! what stuff is here?

Clo. 'Twas never merry world, since, of two usu. ries, the merriest was put down, and the worser allow'd by order of law a furr'd gown to keep him warm; avd furr'd with fox and lamb-skins too, to signify, that craft, being richer than innocency, stands for the facing.

Elb. Come your way, sir:-Bless you, good fa. ther friar.

Duke. And you, good brother father: What of. fence hath this man made you, sir?

Elb. Marry, sir, he hath offended the law; and, sir, we take him to be a thief too, sir; for we have found upon him, sir, a strange pick-lock", which we have sent to the deputy.

Duke. Fie, sirrah; a bawd, a wicked bawd! The evil that thou causest to be done, That is thy means to live: do thou but think What 'tis to cram a maw, or clothe a back, From such a filthy vice: say to thyself, From their abominable and beastly touches I drink, I eat, array myself, and live. Canst thou believe thy living is a life, So stinkingly depending? Go, mend, go, mend.

Clo. Indeed, it does slink in some sort, sir; but yet, sir, I would prove ,

Duke. Nay, if the devil have given thee proofs . for sin, Thou wilt prove his. Take him to prison, officer; Correction and instruction must both work, Ere this rude beast will profit.

Elh. He must before the deputy, sir; he has given him warning: the deputy cannot abide a whoremaster: if he be a whoremonger, and comes before him, he were as good go a mile on his errand.

Duke. That we were all, as some would seem to be, Free from our faults, as faults from seeming, free!

For a Spanish padlock.

Enter Lucio. Elb. His neck will come to your waist, a cord, sir.

Clo. I spy comfort; I cry, bail: here's a gentle. man, and a friend of mine.

Lucio. How now, noble Pompey? What, at the heels of Cæsar? Art thou led in triumph! What, is there none of Pygmalion's images, newly made woman, to be had now, for putting the hand in the pocket, and extracting it clutchi'd? What reply? Ha? What say'st thou to this tune, matter, and method? Is't not drown'd i' the last rain ? Ha? What say'st thou, trol? Is the world as it was, man? Which is the way? Is it sad, and few words? Or how? The trick of it?

Duke. Still thus, and thus ! still worse!

Lucio. How doth my dear morsel, thy mistress? Procures she still? Ha?

Clo. Troth, sir, she hath eaten up all her beef, and she is herself in the tubt.

Lucio. Why, 'tis good; it is the right of it; it must be so: ever your fresh whore, and your pow. der'd bawd: an unshunn'd consequence; it must be 80: art going to prison, Pompey?

Clo. Yes, faith, sir.

Lucio. Why 'tis not amiss, Pompey: farewell: go; say, I sent thee thither. For debt, Pompey? Or how?

Elb. For being a bawd, for being a bawd.

Lucio. Well, then imprison him: if imprisonment be the due of a bawd, why, 'tis his right: bawd is he, doubtless, and of antiquity too; bawd-born. Farewell, good Pompey: commend me to the prison, Pompey: you will turn good husband now, Pompey; you will keep the houset.

• Tied like your waist with a rope.
† Powdering tub.

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