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To bis concupiscible temperate lust, (ment, (To justify this worthy nobleinan,
Release my brother ; and, after much debate-So vulgarly. and personally accus'd,)
My sisterly remorse confutes mine honour, Her sball you hear disproved to ber eyes,
And did yield to him : But the next morning Till she herself confess it.

Duke. Good friar, let's hear it.
His purpose surfeiting, he sends a warrant

(ISABELLA is carried oj, gvarded ; and For my poor brother's head.

MARIANA comes foruard. Duke. This is most likely !

Do you not smile at this lord Angelo ? Isab. Ob ! that it were as like, as it is true ! O heaven I the vanity of wretched fools ! Duke. By heaven, fond + wretch, thou know'st Give us some seats.--Come, cousin Angelo not what thou speak'st :

In this l'll be impartial ; be you judge Or else thou art suborn'd against his honour, of your own cause.--Is this the witness, friar? In bateful practice : 1 First, his integrity

First, let ber show ber face ; and, after speak. Stands without blemish :--Dext it imports no Mari. Pardon, my lord ; I will not show my reason, Until my husband bid me.

(face, That with such vehemency he should pursue Duke. Wbat, are you married 1 Faults proper to bimself: if he had so offended, Mari. No, my lord. He would bave weigb'd thy brother by himself, Duke. Are you a maid 1 And not bave cut bim off: Some one hath set Mari. No, my lord. you on ;

Duke. A widow, then ? Confess the truth, and say hy whose advice Muri. Neither, my lord. Thou cam'st here to complain.

Duke. Why, you

[wife. Isab. And is ibis all ?

Are nothing then :-Neither maid, widow, nur Then, o you blessed ministers above,

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

Duke. Silence that fellow : I would, he had In countenance -Heaven

shield your

some cause
from woe,

To prattle for himself. As 1, thus wrong'd, hence unbelieved go!

Lucio. Well, my lord. Duke. I know, you'd fain be gone :- An Mari. My lord, I do confess, I ne'er was officer !

married ; To prison with her :- Shall we thus permit And, I confess, besides, I am no maid : A blasting and a scandalous breath to fall I have known my husband; yet my husband On him so near us? This needs inust be a

knows not, practice.

That ever be knew me. -Who knew of your intent, and coming hither ? Lucio. He was drunk then, my lord ; It can Isab. One that I would were bere, friar Lo. be no better, dowick.

Duke. For the benefit of silence, 'would thou Duke. A ghostly father belike :-Who knows wert so too. that Lodowick ?

Lucio, Well, my lord. Lucio. My lord, I know him ; 'tis a medling Duke. This is no witness for lord Angelo.

(lord, Mari. Now I come to't, my lord : I do not like the man : had he been lay, my She, that accuses him of fornication, For certain words he spake against your grace In self-same manner doth accuse my busband

i In your retirement, I had swing'd $ bim soundly. And charges him, my lord, with such a time, Duke. Words against me? This' a good friar, Wben I'll depose I had biin in mine arms, belike!

With all the effect of love.
And to set on this wretched woman here

Ang. Charges she more tban me ?
Against our substitute ! - Let this friar be found. Mari. Not that I know.
Lucio. But yesternight, my lord, she and that Duke. No ? you say, your husband.

Mari. Why, just, my lord, and that is Angelo, I saw them at the prison : a saucy friar, Who thinks, he knows, that he ne'er kuew mý A very_scurvy fellow.

body, F. Peter. Blessed be your royal grace ! But knows he thinks, that he knows Isabel's. I bave stood by, my lord, and I have heard Ang. This is a strange abuse : - Let's see Your royal ear abus'd ; First, hath this woman

thy face. Most wrongfully accus'd your substitute :

Mari. My husband bids me ; now I will unWho is as free from touch or soil with ber,


(Unveiling. As sbe from one ungot.

This is that face, thou cruel Angelo, (on: Duke. We did believe no less.

Which once thou swor'st, was worth the looking Know you that friar Lodowick, that she speaks of? This is the hand, which, with a vow'd contract, F. Peter. I know him for a man divine and was fast belock'd in thine : this is the body boly ;

That took away the match from Isabel, Not scurvy, nor a temporary medler,

And did supply thee at thy garden-bouse, As he's reported by this gentleman ;

In her imagin'd person. And, on my trust, a man that never yet

Duke. Know you this woman Did, as be vouches, misreport your grace.

Lucio. Carnally, she says. Lucio. My lord, most villanously; believe it. Duke. Sirrah, no more. F. Peter Well, he in time may come to clear Lucio. Enough, my lord. himself:

Ang. My lord, I must confese, I know this, But at this instant he is sick, my lord,


(marriage of a strange fever : Upon his mere request, And, five years since, there was some speech of (Being come to knowledge that there was com- Betwixt myself and her ; which was broke off, plaint

Partly, for that ber promised proportions. Intended 'gainst lord Angelo,) came I hither, Came short of composition ;t but, in chief, To speak as from his mouth, what he doth For that her reputation was disvalued know

In levity : since wbich time of five years, Is true, and false ; and what he with his oath, I never spake with her, saw ber, nor heard from And all probation, will make up full clear, Upon my faith and honour.

(her, Whensoever he's' convented. First, for this Mari. Noble privce, woman ;

As there comes light from heaven, and words

from breath, • Pily. + Foolish.

* Covspiracy Beat. | Simple. Convened. • Publicly + Deception. * Her fortune fell short.

friar ;

As tbere is sense in truth, and truth in virtue, Escal. The duke's io us; and we will hear you.
I am affianc'd this man's wife, as strongly Look, you speak justly.
As words could make up vows : and, my good Dúke. Boldly, at least :-But, O poor souls,

Come you to seek he lanb bere of the fox ! But Tuesday night last gone, in bis garden-bouse, Good night to you "edress. Is the duke gone He knew nie as a wife: As this is true

Then is your cause gune too. The duke's unjast, Let me in safety raise me from my knees; Thus to retort your manifest appeal, Or else for ever be confixed here,

And put your trial in the villain's mouth, A marble monument !

Which here you come to accuse. Ang. I did but smile till now;

Lucio. This is the rascal : ibis is be I spoke of. Now, good my lord, give me the scope of justice; Escal. Why, thou "unreverend and unballou'd My patience here is touch'd : I do perceive,

friar! 'These poor informal • women are no more Is't not enougb, thou hast suborn'd these women But instruments of some more mightier member, To accase this worthy man; but, in foul mouth, That sets them on: Let me bave way, my lord,

And in the witness of his proper ear, To fiud this practice + out.

To call him villain ?

(self ; Duke. Ay, with my heart;

And then to glance from bim to the duke bim. And punish them unto your height of pleasure.-To tax him with injustice ?- Take him bence ; Thou foolish friar ; and, thou pernicious woman, To the rack with him :-We'll touze you joint by Compact with her tbat's gone I think'st thou, thy

joint, vaths,

(saint, But we will know this purpose :- What I unjust i Though they would swear down each particular Duke. Be not so bol; the duke Were testimonies against bis worth and credit, Dare no more stretch this finger of mine, than he That's seal'd in approbation ?-You, lord Escalus, Dare rack bis own ; his subject am I not,

i Sit with my cousin ; lend bim your kind pains Nor here provincial : + My business in this state To find out this abuse, whence 'tis derived.- Made ine a looker-op bere in Vienna, There is anotber friar that set them on;

Where I have seen corruption boil and bubble, Let him be sent for.

Till it o'er-run the stew : laws, for all faults : F. Peter. Would be were here, my lord; for But faults so couutevanc'd, and the strong stahe, indeed,

Hath set the women on to this complaint : Stand like the forfeits in a barber's shop,
Your provost knows the place where be abides, As much in mock as mark.
And he may fetch himn.

Escal. Slander to the state ! Away with hiin Duke. Go, do it instantly.- (Erit Provost.

to prison. And you, my noble and well-warranted cousin, Ang. What can you vouch against him, signior Whom it coucerns to brar this inatter forth, .

Lucio ?
Do with your injuries as seems you best, Is this the man that you did tell us of 1
In any cliastisement : 1 for a wbile

Lucio. 'Tis he, my lord. Coine hither, good.
Will leave you ; but stir not you, till you have man bald-pate : Do you know me?
Determined upon these slanderers.


Duke. i remember you, Sir, by the sound of Escal. My lord, we'll do it thoroughly.-[Exit your voice : I met you at the prison, in the abDUKE.) Siguior Lucio, did not you say, you knew sence of the duke. that friar Lodowick to be a dishonest person ? Lucio. Oh! did you so ? And do you remember

Lucio. Lucullus non facit monachum : honest what you said of the duke? in nothing, but in his clothes ; and one that bath Duke. Most uotedly, Sir. spoke most villanous speeches of the duke. Lucio. Do you so, Sir ? And was the duke a

Escal. We shall entreat you to abide bere till flesh-monger, a fool, and a coward, as you tben he come, and enforce them against him : we sbali reported him to be i find this friar a notable fellow.

Duke. You must, Sir, change persons with me, Lucio. As any in Vienna, on my word. ere you make that my report : you, iudeed, spoke Escal. Call that same Isabel here ouce again ; so of him ; and much more, much worse. [To an Attendant.) I would speak with her: Lucio. O thou damnable fellow ! Did not 1 Pray you, my lord, give me leave lo question; pluck tbee by the nose, for thy speeches ? you shall see how I'll handle her.

Duke. I protest, I love the duke, as I love Lucio. Not better than be, by ber own report. myself. Escal. Say you?

Ang. Hark! how the villain would close Dow, Lucio. Marry, Sir, I think, if you handled ber after his treasonable abuses. privately, she would sooner confess ; percbance, Escal. Sucb a fellow is not to be talk'd witbal: publicly she'll be asbanied.

-Away with him to prison :-Wbere is the pro.

vost ? -- Away with him to prison ; lay bolts enough Re-enter Officers, with ISABELLA, the DUKE, upon bim : 'let him speak no more :- Away with in the Friar's habit, and Provost.

those giglots I too, and with the other confederate Escal. I will go darkly to work with her. companion.

Lucio. That's the way: for women are light (The Provost lays hands on the DUKE. at midnight.

Duke. Stay, Sir; stay a wbile. Escal. Come on, mistress : [TO ISABELLA.] Ang. What i resists he i Help him, Lucio. here's a gentlewoman denies all that you have Lucio. Come, Sir ; come, Sir ; come, Sir; said.

foh, Sir : Why, you bald-pated, lying rascal ! you Lucio. My lord, bere comes the rascal I spoke must be hooded, must you ! Show your knave's of ; bere with the provost.

visage, with a pos to you! sbow your sheepEscal. In very good time : speak not you to biting face, and be hang'd an hour ! Will't not bim, till we call upon you.

off! Lucio. Mui.

(Pulls off the Friar's hood, and discorers Escal. Come, Sir: Did yon set these women

the DUKE. on to slander lord Angelo ? they bave confess'd Duke. Thou art the first knave that e'er made

a duke. Duke. "Tis false.

First, Provost, let me oail these gentle three :Escal. How I know you where you are ? Sneak not away, Sir ; [76 Lucio.) for the friar Duke. Respect to your great place I and let the devil

Must have a word anon :---lay hold on bim. Be sometime honour'd for his burning throne :- Lucio. This may prove worse than banging. Where is the duke? 'tis he should bear me Duke. What you have spoke, I pardon ; sit you speak :


[To Escalus. • Crazy. + Conspiracy. 1 To the end. • Refer back, + Accouutable. 1 Waaton..

you diid.

aud you

We'll borrow place of him :-Sir, by your leave : Although by confiscation they are our's,

(70 ANGELO. We do instate and widow you withal,
Hast thou or word, or wit, or impudence, To buy you a better husband.
That yet can do thee office? If thou bast, Mari. o my dear lord,
Rely upon it till my tale be heard,

I crave no other, por no better man.
And bold no longer out.

Duke. Never crave him ; we are definitive. Ang. O my dread lord,

Mari. Gentle, my liege,

(Kneeling I should be guiltier than my guiltiness,

Duke. You do but lose your labour ; To think I can be undiscernible,

Away with him to death.-Now, Sir, to you. When I perceive, your grace, like power divine,

(To Lucio. Hath look'd upon my passes : † Then, good Mari. O my good lord -Sweet isabel, take prince,

my part: No longer session hold upon my shame,

Lend me your kuees, and all my life to come But let my trial be mine own confession ; I'll lend you, all my life to do you service. Immediate sentence then, aud sequent death, Duke. Against all seuse * you do importune Is all the grace I beg.

ber: Duke. Come hither, Mariana :

Should she kneel down, in mercy of this fact, Say, wast thou e'er contracted to this woman? Her brother's ghost bis paved bed would break, Ang. I was, my lord.

And take her hence in horror. Duke. Go take her hence, and marry her in- Mari. Isabel, stantly.

Sweet Isabel, dó yet but kneel by me ; Do you the office, friar ; which consommate, Hold up your hands, say nothing, I'll speak all, Return bim here again : -Go with him, Provost. They say, best men are moulded ont of faults ;

(Exeunt ANGELO, MARIANA, PETER, And, for the most, become much more the better and PROVOST.

For being a little bad : so may my husband. Escal. My lord, I am more amaz'd at his dis- O Isabell will you not lend a knee? Than at the strangeness of it.

(honour. Duke. He dies for Claudio's dcath. Duke. Come bither, Isabel :

Isab. Most bounteous Sir, [Kneeling Your friar is now your prince: As I was then Look, if it please you, on this man condemu'd, Advertising, $ and holy to your business, As if my brother liv’d: 1 partly think, Not changing beart with habit, I am still A due sincerity goveru'd bis deeds, Attorney'd at your service.

Till he did look on me ; since it is so, Isab. Oh! give me pardon,

Let him not die : My brother bad but justice, That I, your vassal, bave employ'd and pain'd In that be did the thing for which he died : Your unknown sovereignty.

For Angelo, Duke. You are pardou'd, Isabel :

His act did not o'ertake his bad intent; And yow, dear maid, be you as free to us. And must be buried but as an intent Your brother's death, I know, sits at your heart ; That perish'd hy the way: thoughts are no subAnd you may marvel, why l'obscur'd myself, Tutents but merely thoughts.

Ljects; Labouring to save bis life ; and would not Mari. Merely, my lord. rather

Duke. Your suit's unprofitable ; stand up, I Make rash remonstrance of my bidden power,

say.-Than let him so be lost : O most kind maid, I have bethought me of another fault : It was the swift celerity of his death,

Provost, how came it, Claudio was beheaded Which I did think with slower foot came on,

At an unusual hour ? That brain'd my purpose : But, peace be with Prov. It was commanded so. him !

Duke. Had you a special warrant for the deed ? That life is better life, past fearing death,

Prov. No, iny good lord; it was by private Than that which lives to fear : make it your com

message. So happy is your brother.

[fort, Duke. For which I do discharge you of your Give up your keys.

[office : Re-enter ANGELO, MARIANA, PETER, and

Prov. Pardon me, nobles lord :

I thought it was a fault, but knew it not ;
Isab. I do, my lord.

Yet did repent me, after more advice : 1 Duke. For this new-married man, approaching For testimony whereof, one in the prison here,

That should by private order else have died, Whose salt imagination yet hath wrong'd

I have reserv'd alive. Your well-defended bonour, you must pardon

Duke. What's he ? For Mariana's sake : but as he adjudg'd your

Prov. His name is Barnardine. (Being criminal, in double violation (brother, Duke. I would thou had'st done so by Claudio. of sacred chastity, and of promise-breach, Go, fetch him hither ; let me look opon him. Thereon dependent, for your brother's life)

(Erit PROVOST. The very mercy of the law cries out

Escal. I am sorry, one so learned, and so wise Most audible, even froin his proper | tongue, As you, lord Angelo, have still appear'd, An Angelo for Claudio, death for "death. Should slip so grossly, both in the heat of blood, Haste still pays haste, and leisure answers leisure ; And lack of temper'd judgment afterward. Like doth quit like, and Measure still for Mea- Ang. I am sorry that such sorrow I procure : sure.

And so deep sticks it in my penitent heart, Then, Angelo, thy fault's thus manifested ; That I crave death more willingly than mercy; Which though thou would'st deny, denies thee 'Tis y deserving, and I do intreat it.

vantage : We do condemn thee to the very block


and JULIET. Where Clandio stoop'd to death, and with like Away with him.

(haste ;

Duke. Which is that Barnardine ? Mari. O my most gracious lord,

Prov. This, my lord. I hope you will not mock me with a husband ! Duke. There was a friar told me of this Duke. It is your husband mock'd you with a

man : husband :

Sirrab, thou art said to bave a stubborn soul Consenting to the safeguard of your honour, That apprehends no further than this world, I thought your marriage fit ; else imputation, And squar'st thy life according. Thou'rt con. For that he knew you, might reproach your life,

demn'd; And choke your good to come : for his possessions, But, for those earthly faults, I quit them all ;

And pray ibee, take this mercy to provide
• Service.
+ Devices.

| Angelo's own tongue.

• Reason and affection. + Consideration.

For better times to come :- --Friar, advise him ; | And he shall marry ber : the nuptial finishid, I leave him to your hand.-What muffled fellow's Let bim be whipp'd and hang'd. that?

Lucio. I beseech your highness, do not many Prov. This is another prisoner, that I sav'd, me to a whore ; Your bigbness said even now, I That should bave died when Claudio lost bis head; made you a duke : good my lord, do not recom. As like almost to Claudio, as himself.

pense me, in making me a cuckold, [Unmufles CLAUDIO. Duke. Upon mine honour, thou shalt mair Duke. If he be like your brother, for his sake


[ To ISABELLA. Thy slanders I forgive ; and therewithal Is he pardon'd: And, for your lovely sake, Remit thy other forfeits : -Take him to prison : Give me your band, and say you will be mine, And see our pleasure berein executed. He is my brother too : But fitter time for that. Lucio. Marrying a punk, my lord, is pressing By this, lord Angelo perceives he's safe ; to death, whipping, and hanging. Methinks, I see a quick’ning in his eye :

Duke. Sland'ring a prince deserves it.Well, Angelo, your evil quits you weil : She, Claudio, that you wrong'd, look you reLook that you love your wife ; her worth, worth

store.I find an apt remission in myself: (your's. Joy to you, Mariana I-love ber, Angelo : And yet bere's one in place I carmot pardon ;- I have confess'd her, and I know her virtue.You, sirrab, (7o Lucio.) that knew me for a Thanks, good friend Escalus, for tby much goodfool, a coward,

ness : One all of luxury, t an ass, a madman ; There's more bebind, that is rore gratulate. Wherein bave i so deserved of you,

Thanks, Provost, for thy care and secrecy : That you extol me thus ?

We shall employ thee in a worthier place :Lucio. 'Faith, my lord, I spoke it but accord Forgive him, Angelo, that brought you home ing to the trick : 1 If you will bang, me for it, The bead of Ragozine for Claudio's : you may, but I bad rather it would please you, í The offence pardons itself.-Dear Isabel, might be whipp'd.

I bave a motion much imports your good; Duke. Whipp'd first, Sir, and hang'd after.- Whereto if you'll a willing ear incline, Proclaim it, Provost, round about the city ; What's mine is your's, and what is your's is If any woman's wrong'd by this lewd fellow,

mine : (As I have heard him swear himself, there's one so, bring us to our palace ; where we'll show Whom he begot with child,) let her appear, What's yet behind, that's meet you all should


(Exeunt. • Requites.

+ Incontinenco. Taoaghtless practice.

Punishment + To reward.

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