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tremest shore of my modesty; but my brother jus-is come, even now. I shall crave your forbearance tice have I found so severe, that he hath forced me a little; may be, I will call upon you anon, for to tell him, he is indeed-justice. some advantage to yourself.

Duke. If his own life answers the straitness of his proceeding, it shall become him well; wherein, if he chance to fail, he hath sentenced himself. Escal. I am going to visit the prisoner: Fare you well.

Duke. Peace be with you!

[Exeunt Escalus and Provost.
He, who the sword of heaven will bear,
Should be as holy as severe;
Pattern in himself to know,
Grace to stand, and virtue go;
More nor less to others paying,
Than by self-offences weighing.
Shame to him, whose cruel striking
Kills for faults of his own liking!
Twice treble shame on Angelo,
To weed my vice, and let his grow!
O, what may man within him hide,
Though angel on the outward side!
How may likeness,' made in crimes,
Making practice on the times,
Draw with idle spiders' strings
Most pond'rous and substantial things!
Craft against vice I must apply:
With Angelo to-night shall lie
His old betrothed, but despis'd;
So disguise shall, by the disguis'd,
Pay with falsehood false exacting,
And perform an old contracting.

ACT IV.

[Exit.

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I cry you mercy, sir; and well could wish
You had not found me here so musical:
Let me excuse me, and believe me so,-
My mirth it much displeas'd, but pleas'd my wo.
Duke. 'Tis good: though music oft hath such a
charm,

To make bad, good, and good provoke to harm.
I pray you, tell me, hath any body inquired for me
here to-day? much upon this time have I promis'd

here to meet.

Mari. You have not been inquired after: I have sat here all day.

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Enter Isabella.

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Mari. I am always bound to you.
Duke. Very well met, and welcome.
What is the news from this good deputy?
Isab. He hath a garden circummur'd' with brick,
Whose western side is with a vineyard back'd;
And to that vineyard is a planched gate,
That makes his opening with this bigger key:
This other doth command a little door,
Which from the vineyard to the garden leads;
There have I made my promise to call on him,
Upon the heavy middle of the night.

Duke. But shall you on your knowledge find
this way?

Isab. I have ta'en a due and wary note upon't;
With whispering and most guilty diligence,
In action all of precept, he did show me
The way twice o'er.

Duke.
Are there no other tokens
Between you 'greed, concerning her observance
Isab. No, none, but only a repair i' the dark;
And that I have possess'd' him, my most stay
Can be but brief: for I have made him know,
I have a servant comes with me along,
That stays upon me; whose persuasion is,
I come about my brother.
'Tis well borne up.

Duke.

I have not yet made known to Mariana

A word of this:-What, ho! within! come forth!

Re-enter Mariana.

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Duke. Do you persuade yourself that I respect you?

Mari. Good friar, I know you do; and have

found it.

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Who hath a story ready for your ear:

I shall attend your leisure; but make haste;
The vaporous night approaches.
Mari.

Will't please you walk aside ?

[Exeunt Mariana and Isabella.

Duke. O place and greatness, millions of false

eyes

Are stuck upon thee! volumes of report

Run with these false and most contrarious quests"
Upon thy doings! thousand 'scapes of wit
Make thee the father of their idle dream,
And rack thee in their fancies!-Welcome! How

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When you depart from him, but, soft and low,
Little have you to say,
Remember now my brother.

Mari.
Fear me not.
Duke. Nor, gentle daughter, fear you not at all:
He is your husband on a pre-contract:
To bring you thus together, 'tis no sin;

Duke. I do constantly believe you :-The time Sith that the justice of your title to him

(1) Appearance.

(3) Walled round.

5) Informed.

(2) Trained.

(4) Planked, wooden.

(6) Waits.

Doth flourish the deceit. Come, let us go;

(7) Inquisitions, inquiries. (8) Sallies. (9) Since. (10) Gild or varnish over.

Scene II.

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Clo. If the man be a bachelor, sir, I can: but if he be a married man, he is his wife's head, and I can never cut off a woman's head.

One has my pity; not a jot the other,
Being a murderer, though he were my brother.
Enter Claudio.

Look, here's the warrant, Claudio, for thy death:
'Tis now dead midnight, and by eight to-morrow
Thou must be made immortal. Where's Barnardine?
Claud. As fast lock'd up in sleep, as guiltless
labour

When it lies starkly" in the traveller's bones:
He will not wake.
Prov.

Who can do good on him? Prov. Come, sir, leave me your snatches, and yield me a direct answer. To-morrow morning Well, go, prepare yourself. But hark, what noise? [Knocking within are to die Claudio and Barnardine: here is in our prison a common executioner, who in his office Heaven give your spirits comfort! [Exit Claudio. lacks a helper: if you will take it on you to assist

By and by :

him, it shall redeem you from your gyves; if not, I hope it is some pardon, or reprieve,

you shall have your full time of imprisonment, and For the most gentle Claudio.-Welcome, father.
your deliverance with an unpitied whipping; for
you have been a notorious bawd.

Clo. Sir, I have been an unlawful bawd, time out of mind; but yet I will be content to be a lawful hangman. I would be glad to receive some instruction from my fellow partner.

Prov. What ho, Abhorson! Where's Abhorson, there?

Enter Abhorson.

Abhor. Do you call, sir?

Prov. Sirrah, here's a fellow will help you tomorrow in your execution: if you think him meet, compound with him by the year, and let him abide here with you: if not, use him for the present, and dismiss him he cannot plead his estimation with you; he hath been a bawd.

Enter Duke.

Duke. The best and wholesomest spirits of the

night

Not Isabel?

Envelop you, good provost! Who call'd here of late?
Prov. None, since the curfew rung.
Duke.
Prov. No.
Duke.

They will then, ere't be long.
Prov. What comfort is for Claudio?
Duke.
There's some in hope.

Prov. It is a bitter deputy. Duke. Not so, not so; his life is parallel'd Even with the stroke and line of his great justice; He doth with holy abstinence subdue That in himself, which he spurs on his power To qualify in others: were he meal'ds With that which he corrects, then were he tyrannous; Prov. Go to, sir; you weigh equally; a feather But this being so, he's just.-Now are they come.will turn the scale. [Knocking within-Provost goes out.

Abhor. A bawd, sir? Fie upon him, he will discredit our mystery.3

[Exit.

Clo. Pray, sir, by your good favour (for, surely, This is a gentle provost: Seldom, when The steeled gaoler is the friend of men. sir, a good favour you have, but that you have a hanging look,) do you call, sir, your occupation a How now? What noise? That spirit's possess'd mystery?

Abhor. Ay, sir; a mystery.

Clo. Painting, sir, I have heard say, is a myslery; and your whores, sir, being members of my occupation, using painting, do prove my occupation a mystery: but what mystery there should be in hanging, if I should be hang'd, I cannot imagine. Abhor. Sir, it is a mystery. Clo. Proof.

Abhor. Every trues man's apparel fits your thief: if it be too little for your thief, your true man thinks it big enough; if it be too big for your thief, your thief thinks it little enough: so every true wan's apparel fits your thief.

Re-enter Provost.

Prov. Are you agreed? Clo. Sir, I will serve him; for I do find, your hangman is a more penitent trade than your bawd; he doth oftener ask forgiveness.

Prov. You, sirrah, provide your block and your axe, to-morrow four o'clock.

Abhor. Come on, bawd; I will instruct thee in my trade; follow.

Clo. I do desire to learn, sir; and, I hope, if you have occasion to use me for your own turn, you shall find me yare: for, truly, sir, for your kindness, I owe you a good turn.

Prov. Call hither, Barnardine and Claudio:
[Exeunt Clown and Abhorson.

(1) Tilth, land prepared for sowing. (2) Fetters.
(3) Trade. (4) Countenance. (5) Honest

with haste,

That wounds the unsisting postern with these strokes.

Prov.

Provost returns, speaking to one at the door.
Prov. There he must stay, until the officer
Arise to let him in; he is call'd up.
Duke. Have you no countermand for Claudio yet,
But he must die to-morrow?
None, sir, none.
Duke. As near the dawning, Provost, as it is,
You shall hear more ere morning.
Happily, 10
Prov.
You something know; yet, I believe, there comes
No countermand; no such example have we:
Besides, upon the very siege of justice,
Lord Angelo hath to the public ear
Profess'd the contrary.

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For which the pardoner himself is in:
Hence hath offence his quick celerity,
When it is borne in high authority:

When vice makes mercy, mercy's so extended,

Duke. O, death's a great disguiser: and you may add to it. Shave the head, and tie the beard; and say, it was the desire of the penitent to be so bared before his death; you know, the course is

That for the fault's love, is the offender friended.common. If any thing fall to you upon this, more Now, sir, what news?

than thanks and good fortune, by the saint whom

Prov. I told you: Lord Angelo, belike, think- I profess, I will plead against it with my life. ng me remiss in mine office, awakens me with this Prov. Pardon me, good father; it is against my unwonted putting on: methinks, strangely; for oath. he hath not used it before.

Duke. Pray you, let's hear.

Duke. Were you sworn to the duke, or to the deputy?

Prov. [Reads.] Whatsoever you may hear to the contrary, let Claudio be executed by four of the clock; and, in the afternoon, Barnardine: if for my better satisfaction, let me have Claudio's head sent me by five. Let this be duly perform'd ;| with a thought, that more depends on it than we must yet deliver. Thus fail not to do your office, es you will answer it at your peril. What say you to this, sir?

Duke. What is that Barnardine, who is to be executed in the afternoon?

Prov. A Bohemian born; but here nursed up and bred: one that is a prisoner nine years old.2

Prov. To him, and to his substitutes. Duke. You will think you have made no offence, the duke avouch the justice of your dealing? Prov. But what likelihood is in that? Duke. Not a resemblance, but a certainty. Yet since I see you fearful, that neither my coat, integrity, nor my persuasion, can with case attempt you, I will go further than I meant, to pluck all fears out of you. Lock you, sir, here is the hand and seal of the duke. You know the character, I doubt not; and the signet is not strange to you. Prov. I know them both.

Duke. The contents of this is the return of the Duke. How came it, that the absent duke had duke; you shall anon over-read it at your pleanot either deliver'd him to his liberty, or executed sure; where you shall find, within these two days him? I have heard, it was ever his manner to do so. he will be here. This is a thing, that Angelo Prov. His friends still wrought reprieves for knows not: for he this very day receives letters of him: and, indeed, his fact, till now in the govern- strange tenor; perchance, of the duke's death; ment of lord Angelo, came not to an undoubtful perchance, entering into some monastery; but, by proof.

Duke. Is it now apparent?
Prov. Most manifest, and not denied by himself.
Duke. Hath he borne himself penitently in
prison? How seems he to be touch'd?

chance, nothing of what is writ.-Look, the un folding star calls up the shepherd: put not your self into amazement, how these things should be. all difliculties are but easy when they are known. Call your executioner, and off with Barnardine's Prov. A man that apprehends death no more head: I will give him a present shrift, and advise dreadfully, but as a drunken sleep; careless, reck-him for a better place. Yet you are amazed; but less, and fearless of what's past, present, or to this shall absolutely resolve you. Come away; it come; insensible of mortality, and desperately is almost clear dawn. mortal.

Duke. He wants advice.

[Exeunt. SCENE III.-Another room in the same. Enter Clown.

Prov. He will hear none: he hath evermore had the liberty of the prison; give him leave to escape Clo. I am as well acquainted here, as I was in our hence, he would not: drunk many times a day, if house of profession: one would think, it were misnot many days entirely drunk. We have very tress Over-done's own house, for here be many of often awaked him, as if to carry him to execution, her old customers. First, here's young master Rash; and show'd him a seeming warrant for it: it hath he's in for a commodity of brown paper and old not mov'd him at all. ginger, ninescore and seventeen pounds; of which Duke. More of him anon. There is written in he made five marks, ready money: marry, then, your brow, provost, honesty and constancy: If I ginger was not much in request, for the old women read it not truly, my ancient skill beguiles me; were all dead. Then is there here one master Cabnt in the boldness of my cunning, I will lay my-per, at the suit of master Three-pile the mercer, for self in hazard. Claudio, whom here you have a some four suits of peach-colour'd satin, which now warrant to execute, is no greater forfeit to the law peaches him a beggar. Then have we here young than Angelo who hath sentenced him: to make Dizy, and young master Deep-vow, and master you understand this in a manifested effect, I crave but four days respite; for the which you are to do me both a present and a dangerous courtesy. Prov. Pray, sir, in what?

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Copper-spur, and master Starve-lackey the rapier and dagger-man, and young Drop-heir that kill'd lusty Pudding, and master Forthright the tilter, and brave master Shoe-tie the great traveller, and wild Half-cann that stabb'd Pots, and, I think, forty more; all great doers in our trade, and are now for the Lord's sake.

Enter Abhorson.

Abhor. Sirrah, bring Barnardine hither. Clo. Master Barnardine! you must rise and be hang'd, master Barnardine.

Abhor. What, ho, Barnardine!

makes that noise there? What are you?
Barnar. [Within.] A pox o' your throats! Who

Clo. Your friends, sir; the hangman: you must

(3) Countenance.

be so good, sir, to rise and be put to death.
Barnar. [Within.] Away, you rogue, away; I
am sleepy.

Abhor. Tell him, he must awake, and that quickly too.

Clo. Pray, master Barnardine, awake till you are executed, and sleep afterwards.

Abhor. Go in to him, and fetch him out.

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And send the head to Angelo.
Now will I write letters to Angelo,-

Clo. He is coming, sir, he is coming; I hear his The provost, he shall bear them,-whose contents straw rustle.

Enter Barnardine.

Abhor. Is the axe upon the block, sirrah?
Clo. Very ready, sir.

Barnar. How now, Abhorson? what's the news with you?

Abhor. Truly, sir, I would desire you to clap into your prayers; for, look you, the warrant's come. Barnar. You rogue, I have been drinking all night, I am not fitted for't.

Clo. O, the better, sir; for he that drinks all night, and is hang'd betimes in the morning, may sleep the sounder all the next day.

Enter Duke.

Ahor. Look you, sir, here comes your ghostly father; do we jest now, think you?

Shall witness to him, I am near at home;
And that, by great injunctions, I am bound
To enter publicly: him I'll desire

To meet me at the consecrated fount,
A league below the city; and from thence,
By cold gradation and weal-balanced form,
We shall proceed with Angelo.

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Duke. Sir, induced by my charity, and hearing If yet her brother's pardon be come hither:
how hastily you are to départ, I am come to advise But I will keep her ignorant of her good,
you, comfort you, and pray with you.
To make her heavenly comforts of despair,
When it is least expected.

Barnar. Friar, not I; I have been drinking hard all night, and I will have more time to prepare me, or they shall beat out my brains with billets: I will not consent to die this day, that's certain.

Duke. O, sir, you must: and therefore, I beseech you,

Look forward on the journey you shall go.

Enter Isabella.

Isab. Ho, by your leave.

Duke. Good morning to you, fair and gracious daughter.

Isab. The better, given me by so holy a man.

Barnar. I swear, I will not die to-day for any Hath yet the deputy sent my brother's pardon?

man's persuasion.

Duke. But hear you,

Barnar. Not a word; if you have any thing to

Duke. He hath releas'd him, Isabel, from the world;

say to me, come to my ward; for thence will not I His head is off, and sent to Angelo. to-day.

[Exit.

Enter Provost.
Duke. Unfit to live, or die: O, gravel heart!-
After him, fellows; bring him to the block.

[Exeunt Abhorson and Clown.
Prov. Now, sir, how do you find the prisoner?
Duke. A creature unprepar'd, unmeet for death;
And, to transport him in the mind he is,
Were damnable.

Prov.

Here in the prison, father,
There died this morning of a cruel fever
One Ragozine, a most notorious pirate,
A man of Claudio's years; his beard, and head,
Just of his colour: What if we do omit
This reprobate, till he were well inclin'd;
And satisfy the deputy with the visage
Of Ragozine, more like to Claudio?

Duke. O, 'tis an accident that Heaven provides!
Despatch it presently; the hour draws on
Prefix'd by Angelo: See, this be done,
And sent according to command; whiles I
Persuade this rude wretch willingly to die.
Prov. This shall be done, good father, presently.

But Barnardine must die this afternoon:
And how shall we continue Claudio,
To save me from the danger that might come,
If he were known alive?

Duke. Let this be done;-Put them in
holds,

secret

(1) The antipodes. (2) Your heart's desire.

Isab. Nay, but it is not so.
Duke.

It is no other: Show your wisdom, daughter, in your close patience.

Isab. O, I will to him, and pluck out his eyes.
Duke. You shall not be admitted to his sight.
Isab. Unhappy Claudio! Wretched Isabel!
Injurious world! Most damned Angelo!

Duke. This nor hurts him, nor profits you a jot
Forbear it therefore; give your cause to Heaven.
Mark what I say; which you shall find,
By every syllable, a faithful verity:

The duke comes home to-morrow;-nay, dry you

eyes;

One of our convent, and his confessor,
Gives me this instance: Already he hath carried
Notice to Escalus and Angelo;

Who do prepare to meet him at the gates,
There to give up their power. If you can, pace
your wisdom

In that good path that I would wish it go;
And you shall have your bosom on this wretch,
Grace of the duke, revenges to your heart,
And general honour.

Isab.
I am directed by you.
Duke. This letter then to friar Peter give;
'Tis that he sent me of the duke's return:
Say, by this token, I desire his company
I'll perfect him withal; and he shall bring you
At Mariana's house to night. Her cause, and yours
Before the duke; and to the head of Angelo
Accuse him home, and home. For my poor self,

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Not within, sir.

The law against it!-But that her tender shame
Will not proclaim against her maiden loss
How might she tongue me? Yet reason dares
her?-no:

For my authority bears a credent bulk,
That no particular scandal once can touch,
But it confounds the breather. He should have liv'd,
Save that his riotous youth, with dangerous sense,
Might, in the times to come, have ta'en revenge,
By so receiving a dishonour'd life,

Lucio. O, pretty Isabella, I am pale at mine With ransom of such shame. 'Would yet he heart, to see thine eyes so red: thou must be pahad liv'd!

[Exit.

tient: I am fain to dine and sup with water and Alack, when once our grace we have forgot, bran; I dare not for my head fill my belly; one Nothing goes right; we would and we would not. fruitful meal would set me to't: But they say the duke will be here to-morrow. By my troth, Isabel, I lov'd thy brother: if the old fantastical duke of dark corners had been at home, he had lived.

[Exit Isabella.

SCENE V.-Fields without the town. Enter
Duke in his own habit, and Friar Peter.
Duke. These letters at fit time deliver me.

Duke. Sir, the duke is marvellous little beholden [Giving letters. to your reports; but the best is, he lives not in them. The provost knows our purpose, and our plot. Lucio. Friar, thou knowest not the duke so well The matter being afoot, keep your instruction, as I do: he's a better woodman than thou takest And hold you ever to our special drift;

him for.

Duke. Well, you'll answer this one day. Fare

ye well.

Lucio. Nay, tarry; I'll go along with thee; can tell thee pretty tales of the duke.

Though sometimes you do blench" from this to that
As cause doth minister. Go, call at Flavius' house,
And tell him where I stay: give the like notice,
I To Valentinus, Rowland, and to Crassus,
And bid them bring the trumpets to the gate;
al-But send me Flavius first.

Duke. You have told me too many of him ready, sir, if they be true; if not true, none were enough.

Lucio. I was once before him for getting a wench with child.

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Duke. I thank thee, Varrius; thou hast made good haste;

Duke. Did you such a thing? Lucio. Yes, marry, did I: but was fain to for- Come, we will walk: There's other of our friends swear it; they would else have married me to the Will greet us here anon, my gentle Varrius. [Exe.

rotten medlar.

Duke. Sir, your company is fairer than honest: SCENE VI.-Street near the city gate. Enter Rest you well. Isabella and Mariana.

I I

Lucio. By my troth, I'll go with thee to the lane's end: If bawdy talk offend you, we'll have very little of it: Nay, friar, I am a kind of burr, shall stick. [Exeunt. SCENE IV.-A room in Angelo's house. Enter Angelo and Escalus.

Escal. Every letter he hath writ hath dis

vouch'de other.

Ang. In most uneven and distracted manner. His actions show much like to madness: pray Heaven, his wisdom be not tainted! And why meet him at the gates, and re-deliver our authorities there? Escal. I guess not.

Isab. To speak so indirectly, I am loath;
That is your part: yet I am advis'd to do it;
would say the truth; but to accuse him so,
He says, to veil fulls purpose.
Mari.
Be rul'd by him.
Isab. Besides, he tells me, that, if peradventure
should not think it strange: for 'tis a physic,
He speak against me on the adverse side,

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That's bitter to sweet end.
Mari. I would, friar Peter,-
Isab.

O, peace; the friar is come. Enter Friar Peter.

F. Peter. Come, I have found you out a stand most fit,

Ang. And why should we proclaim it in an hour before his entering, that if any crave redress of injus- Where you may have such vantage on the duke, tice, they should exhibit their petitions in the street? He shall not pass you: Twice have the trumpets Escal. He shows his reason for that: to have a

sounded;

despatch of complaints; and to deliver us from The generous and gravest citizens
devices hereafter, which shall then have no power Have hent" the gates, and very near upon
to stand against us.

Ang. Well, I beseech you, let it be proclaim'd:
Betimes i' the morn, I'll call you at your house :
Give notice to such men of sort and suit,3
As are to meet him.

Escal. I shall, sir: fare you well. [Exit.
Ang. Good night.-

This deed unshapes me quite, makes me unpreg

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