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As bring me to the sight of Isabella,
Isab. Why her unhappy brother ? let me ask;
know I am that Isabella, and his sister. Lucio. Gentle and fair, your brother kindly greets
you: Not to be
he's in prison. Isab. Woe me! For what? Lucio. For that, which, if myself might be his
Isab. Sir, make me not your story:
It is true.
familiar sin With maids to seem the lapwing, and to jest, Tongue far from heart",-play with all virgins so: I hold you as a thing ensky'd, and sainted; By your renouncement, an immortal spirit; And to be talk'd with in sincerity, As with a saint.
Isab. You do blaspheme the good, in mocking me. Lucio. Do not believe it. Fewness and truth, 'tis
Your brother and his lover have embrac'd :
To teeming foison ; even so her plenteous womb
Isab. Adoptedly; as school-maids change their names,
She it is.
This is the point.
Isab. Doth he so seek his life?
Has censur'd him
Isab. Alas! what poor ability's in me
Assay the power you have.
Our doubts are traitors,
Isab. I'll see what I can do.
Lucio. I take my leave of you,
Good sir, adieu.
ACT II. SCENE I.
A Hall in Angelo's House. Enter ANGELO, ESCALUS, a Justice, Provost, Officers,
and other Attendants.
Ang. We must not make a scare-crow of the law, Setting it up to fear the birds of prey "4, And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Their perch, and not their terror. Escal.
Ay, but yet
life Err'd in this point which now you censure him, And pull'd 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
That justice seizes. What know the laws,
Escal. Be it as your wisdom will.
Where is the provost ?
See that Claudio 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 Provost.
Escal. Well, heaven forgive him! and forgive us all! Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall : Some run from brakes of vice, and answer none; And some condemned for a fault alone 15.
Enter ELBOW, FROTH, Clown, Oficers, &c. Elb. Come, bring them away: if these be good 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