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And must be buried but as an intent
That perish'd by the way: thoughts are no sub-

jects;
Intents but merely thoughts.
Mari.

Merely, my lord. Duke. Your suit's unprofitable ; stand up, I say.md I have bethought me of another fault:Provost, how came it, Claudio was beheaded At an unusual hours Prov.

It was commanded so. Duke. Had you a special warrant for the deed ? Prov. No, my good lord; it was by private

message. Duke. For which I do discharge you of your

Dukce officers.

Proo.

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Pardon me, noble lord :
I thought it was a fault, but knew it not;
Yet did repent me, after more advice :
For testimony whereof, one in the prison,
That should by private order else have died,
I have reserv'd alive.
Duke.

What's he?
Prov.

His name is Barnardine. Duke. I would thou had'st done so by Claudio. Go, fetch him hither; let me look upon him.

TExit Provost. Escal. I am sorry, one so learned and so wise As you, lord Angelo, have still appear'd, Should slip so grossly, both in the heat of blood, And lack of temper'd judgment afterward.

Ang. I am sorry, that such sorrow I procure : And so deep sticks it in my penitent heart, That I crave death more willingly than mercy; Tis my deserving, and I do entreat it.

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Re-enter Provost, BARNARDINÉ, Claudio, and

JULIET.
Duke. Which is that Barnardine?
Prov.

. This, my lord.
Duke. There was a friar told me of this man:-
Sirrah, thou art said to have a stubborn soul,
That apprehends no further than this world,
And squars't thy life according. Thour't con-

demn'd; But, for those'earthly faults, I quit them all; And pray thee, take this mercy to provide For better times to come :- Friar, advise him; I leave him to your hand.—What muffled fellow's

that? Prov. This is another prisoner, that I'sav'd, That should have died when Claudio lost his head; As like almost to Claudio, as himself.

- [Unmuffles CLÀUDIO. Duke. If he be like your brother, To ISABELLA.7.

for his sake Is he pardon'd; And, for your lovely sake, Give me your hand, and say you will be mine, He is my brother too: But fitter time for that. By this, lord Angelo perceives he's safe; Methinks, 'I see a quick’ning in his eye: Well, Angelo, your evil quits you well: Look that you love your wife ; her worth, worth

yours.-
I find an apt remission in myself:
And yet here's one in place I cannot pardòn :-
You, sirrah, [To Lucio.] that knew me for a fool,

a coward,
One all of luxury, an ass, a madman';
Wherein have I so deserved of you,
That you extol me thus?

Lucio. 'Faith, my lord, I spoke it but according

to the trick :: If you will hang ine for it, you may, but I had rather it would please you, I might be whipp'd.

Duke. Whipp'd first, sir, and hang’d after.
Proclaim it, provost, round about the city;
If any woman's wrong’d by this lewd fellow,
(As I have heard him swear himself, there's one
Whom he begot with child, let her appear,
And he shall marry her: the nuptial finish’d,
Let him be whipp'd and hang’d.

Lucio. I beseech your highness, do not marry me to a whore! Your highness said even now, I made you a duke; good my lord, do not recompense me, in making me a cuckold.

Duke. Upon mine honour, thou shalt marry her, Thy slanders I forgive; and therewithal Remit thy other forfeits :-Take him to prison : And see our pleasure herein executed.

Lucio. Marrying a punk, my lord, is pressing to death, whipping, and hanging

Duke. Slandering a prince deserves it.-
She, Claudio, that you wrong'd, look you restore.-
Joy to you, Mariana-love her, Angelo ;
I have confess'd her, and I know her virtue.-
Thanks, good friend Escalus, for thy much good-

ness :
There's more behind, that is more gratulate.'
Thanks, provost, for thy care, and secrecy;
We shall employ thee in a worthier place :-
Forgive him, Angelo, that brought you home
The head of Ragozine for Claudio's;
The offence pardons itself.-Dear Isabel,
I have a motion much imports your good;

8 — according to the trick:) To the trick of the times.

9- that is more gratulate.] Some other reward in store for him, more acceptable than thanks.

Whereto if you'll a willing ear incline,
What's mine is your's, and what is your's is mine :--
So, bring us to our palace; where we'll show
What's yet behind, that's meet you all should know.

[Exeunt. of this play, the light or comick part is very natural and pleasing, but the grave scenes, if a few passages be excepted, have more labour than elegance. The plot is rather intricate than artful. The time of the action is indefinite ; some time, we know not how much, must have elapsed between the recess of the Duke and the imprisonment of Claudio ; for he must have learned the story of Mariana in his disguise, or he delegated his power to a man already known to be corrupted. The unities of action and place are sufficiently preserved. “Johnson,

MUCH ADO ABOUT NOTHING."

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