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Clo. Master Barnardine! you must rise and be Prov. I am your free dependant. hang'd, master Barnardine!

Drike.

Quick, despatch, Abhor. What, ho, Barnardine!

And send the head to Angelo. [Exit Provost. Barnar. (Within.) A pox o' your throats! Who Now will I write letters to Angelo,makes that noise there? What are you?

The provost, he shall bear them, whose conClo. Your friends, sir; the hangman : You must Shall witness to him, I am near at home; (tents be so good, sir, to rise and be put to death.

And that, by great injunctions, I am bound Barnar. (Within.] Away, you rogue, away; I To enter publickly: him I'll desire am sleepy.

To meet me at the consecrated fount, Abhor. Tell him, he must awake, and that A league below the city; and from thence, quickly too.

By cold gradation and weal-balanced form, Clus. Pray, master Barnardine, awake till you are We shall proceed with Angelo. executed, and sleep afterwards.

Re-enter Provost. Abhor. Go in to him, and fetch him out.

Clo. He is coming, sir, he is coming; I hear his Pror. Here is the head; I'll carry it myself. straw rustle.

Duke. Convenient is it: Make a swift return;

For I would commune with you of such things, Enter Barnardine.

That want no ear but yours. Abhor. Is the axe upon the block, sirrah?

Prov.

I'll make all speed. Clo. Very ready, sir.

Barnar. How now, Abhorson ? what's the news Isab. (Within.] Peace, ho, be here ! with you?

Duke. The tongue of Isabel :- She's come to Abhor. Truly, sir, I would desire you to clap into

know, your prayers; for, look you, the warrant's come. If yet her brother's pardon be come hither :

Barnar. You rogue, I have been drinking all But I will keep her ignorant of her good, night, I am not fitted for't.

To make her heavenly comforts of despair Clo. O, the better, sir; for he that drinks all/ When it is least expected. night, and is hang'd betimes in the morning, may

Enter Isabella. sleep the sounder all the next day.

Isab. Ho, by your leave.
Enter Duke.

Duke. Good morning to you, fair and gracious Abhor. Look you, sir, here comes your ghostly

daughter. father; Do we jest now, think you?

Isab. The better, given me by so holy a man. Duke. Sir, induced by my charity, and hearing lhe

nd hearing Hath yet the deputy sent my brother's pardon > how hastily you are to depart, I am come to advise,

Duke. He hath releas'd him, Isabel, from the you, comfort you, and pray with you.

His head is off, and sent to Angelo. world; Barnar. Friar, not I; I have been drinking!

Isab. Nay, but it is not so. hard all night, and I will have more time to pre

Duke.

It is no other : pare me, or they shall beat out my brains with snow y

With Show your wisdom, daughter, in your close pabillets: I will not consent to die this day, that's

tience. certain.

Isab. O, I will to him, and pluck out his eyes. Duke. 0, sir, you must; and therefore, I beseech

Duke. You shall not be admitted to his sight. Look forward on the journey you shall go. [you,

Isab. Unhappy Claudio ! Wretched Isabel ! Barnar. I swear. I will not die to-day for any I Injurious world! Most damned Angelo! man's persuasion.

Duke. This nor hurts him nor profits you a jot: Duke. But hear you,

Forbear it therefore; give your cause to heaven. Barnar. Not a word; if you have any thing towark

Mark what I say; which you shall find say to me, come to my ward: for thence will not I By every syllable, a faithful verity:

| The duke comes home to-morrow ;-nay, dry your

One of our convent, and his confessor, eves; Enter Provost.

Gives me this instance: Already he hath carried Duke. Unfit to live, or die: 0, gravel heart! Notice to Escalus and Angelo; After him, fellows; bring him to the block. Who do prepare to meet him at the gates,

(Ereunt Abhorson and Clown. There to give up their power. If you can, pace Prov. Now, sir, how do you find the prisoner ?

your wisdom Duke. A creature unprepar'd, unmeet for death. In that good path that I would wish it go ; And, to transport him in the mind he is,

And you shall have your bosom on this wretch, Were damnable.

Grace of the duke, revenges to your heart,
Here in the prison, father,

And general honour.
There died this morning of a cruel fever

Isab,

I am directed by you. One Ragozine, a most notorious pirate,

Duke. This letter then to Friar Peter give; A man of Claudio's years; his beard, and head, 1 Tis that he sent me of the duke's return : Just of his colcur : What if we do omit

Say, by this token, I desire his company This reprobate, till he were well inclined;

At Mariana's house to-night. Her cause, and yours, And satisfy the deputy with the visage

I'll perfect him withal; and he shall bring you Of Ragozine, more like to Claudio ?

Before the duke; and to the head of Angelo Duke. O, 'tis an accident that heaven provides ! Accuse him home, and home. For my poor self, Despatch it presently; the hour draws on

I am combined by a sacred vow, Prefix'd by Angelo : See, this be done,

And shall be absent. Wend you with this letter : And sent according to command; whiles I

Command these fretting waters from your eyes Persuade this rude wretch willingly to die.

With a light heart; trust not my holy order,
Prov. This shall be done, good father, presently. If I pervert your course. --Who's here.
But Barnardine must die this afternoon :

Enter Lucio.
And how shall we continue Claudio,
To save me from the danger that might come,

Lucio.

Good even! If he were known alive?

Friar, where is the provost ? Duke. Let this be done ;-Put them in secret Duke.

Not within, sir. holds,

Lucio. O, pretty Isabella, I am pale at mine Both Barnardine and Claudio : Ere twice

heart, to see thine eyes so red: thou must be paThe sun hath made his journal greeting to

tient: I am fain to dine and sup with water ana The under generation, you shall find

bran; I dare not for my head fill my belly ; one Your safety manifested.

fruitful meal would set me to't : But they say the

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duke will be here to-morrow. By my troth, Isabel, Though sometimes you do blench from this to that, I lov'd thy brother: if the old fantastical duke of As cause doth minister. Go, call at Flavius' house, dark corners had been at home, he had lived. And tell him where I stay: give the like notice

[Exit Isabella. To Valentinus, Rowland, and to Crassus, Druke. Sir, the duke is marvellous little beholden And bid them bring the trumpets to the gate; to your reports; but the best is, he lives not in But send me Flavius first. . them.

F. Peter.

It shall be speeded well. Lucio. Friar, thou knowest not the duke so well

(Erit Friar. as I do: he's a better woodman than thou takest

Enter Varrius. him for.

Duke. Well, you'll answer this one day. Fare ye Duke. I thank thee, Varrius; thou hast made well.

good haste: Lucio. Nay, tarry; I'll go along with thee; I can come, we will walk : There's other of our friends tell thee pretty tales of the duke.

Will greet us here anon, my gentle Varrius. Duke. You have told me too many of him al.

(Eseunt. ready, sir, if they be true; if not true, none were enough.

SCENE VI.-Street near the City Gate. Lucio. I was once before him for getting a wench

Enter Isabella and Mariana. with child. Duke. Did you such a thing?

Isab. To speak so indirectly, I am loath; Lucio. Yes, marry, did 1: but was fain to for. I would say the truth; but to accuse him so. swear it; they would else have married me to the

That is your part : yet I'm advis'd to do it; rotten medlar.

He says, to veil full purpose.

Be rul'd by him, Duke. Sir, your company is fairer than honest : Hari.

Isab. Besides, he tells me, that, if peradventure Rest you well.

Lucio. By my troth, I'll go with thee to the He speak against me on the adverse side. lane's end : If bawdy talk offend you, we'll have

I should not think it strange ; for 'tis a physick,

sh very little of it; Nay, friar, I am a kind of burr, ITA

That's bitter to sweet end. (Ereunt.

Mari. I would, friar Peter shall stick.

Isab.

0, peace; the friar is come. SCENE IV.-A Room in Angelo's House.

Enter Friar Peter.
Enter Angelo and Escalus.

F. Peter. Come, I have found you out a stand Escal. Every letter he hath writ hath disvouch'd

most fit, other.

Where you may have such vantage on the duke, Ang. In most uneven and distracted manner. He shall not pass you; Twice have the trumpets His actions show much like to madness: pray hea.

sounded; ven, his wisdorr. be not tainted! And why meet | The generous and gravest citizens him at the gates, and re-deliver our authorities Have hent the gates, and very near upon there?

The duke is entring; therefore hence, away. Escal. I guess not.

(E.reunt. Ang. And why should we proclaim it in an hour before his entering, that, if any crave redress of injustice, they should exhibit their petitions in the street ?

ACT V. Escal. He shows his reason for that: to have a despatch of complaints; and to deliver us from de

SCENE I.-A publick Place near the City Gate. vices hereafter, which shall then have no power to Mariana (veiled,) Isabella, and Peter, at a distance. stand against us.

Enter at opposite doors, Duke, Varrius, Lords; Ang. Well, I beseech you, let it be proclaim'd: Angelo, Escalus, Lucio, Provost, Officers, and Betimes i'the morn, I'll call at your house :

Citizens.
Give notice to such men of sort and suit,

Duke. My very worthy cousin, fairly met :-
As are to meet him.
Escal.
I shall, sir : fare you well. [Exit.

Tour old and faithful friend, we are glad to see you.

Ang, and Escal. Happy return be to your royal Ang. Good night.

nant, This deed unshapes me quite, makes me unpreg.

grace!

unpreg: 1 Duke. Many and hearty thankings to you both. And dull to all proceedings. A deflower'd maid ! And by an eminent body, that enforc'd

We have made inquiry of you ; and we hear The law against it!-But that her tender shame

Such goodness of your justice, that our soul Will not proclaim against her maiden loss,

Cannot but yield you forth to public thanks,
How might she tongue me? Yet reason dares

Forerunning more requital.
Any.

You make my bonds still greater. her ?-no:

Duke, 0, your desert speaks loud; and I should For my authority bears a credent bulk,

wrong it, That no particular scandal once can touch, But it confounds the breather. He should have

To lock it in the wards of covert bosom,

When it deserves with characters of brass liv'd, Save that his riotous youth, with dangerous sense,

A forted residence, 'gainst the tooth of time, Might, in the times to come, have ta'en revenge,

And razure of oblivion ; Give me your hand, By so receiving a dishonour'd life,

And let the subject see, to make them know With ransome of such shame. 'Would yet he had

That outward courtesies would fain proclaim liv'd!

Favours that keep within.-Come, Escalus;

You must walk by us on our other hand;
Alack, when once our grace we have forgot,
Nothing goes right; we would, and we would not. And good supporters are you.

(Exit.

Peter and Isabella come forward.
SCENE V.-Fields without the Town.

F. Peter. Now is your time; speak loud, and Enter Duke in his own habit, and Friar Peter.

kneel before him.

Isab. Justice, O royal duke ! Vail your regard Duke. These letters at fit time deliver me. Upon a wrong'd, I'd fain have said, a maid !

(Giving letters. O worthy prince, dishonour not your eye The provost knows our purpose, and our plot. By throwing it on any other object, The matter being afoot, keep your instruction, Till you have heard me in my true complaint, And hold you ever to our special drift;

And given me, justice, justice, justice, justice

Duke. Relate your wrongs: In what ? By whom?! Isab.

Pardon it; Be brief:

The phrase is to the matter. Here is lord Angelo shall give you justice !

Duke. Mended again: the matter ;-Proceed. Reveal yourself to him.

Isab. In brief, to set the needless process by, Isab.

O, worthy duke, How I persuaded, how I pray'd, and kneelid, You bid me seek redemption of the devil:

How he refellid me, and how I reply'd; Hear me yourself; for that which I must speak |(For this was of much length,) the vile conclusion Must either punish me, not being believ'd,

I now begin with grief and shame to utter: Or wring redress from you: hear me, 0, hear me, He would not, but by gift of my chaste body here.

To his concupiscible intemperate lust, Ang. My lord, her wits, I fear me, are not firm: Release my brother; and, after much debatement, She hath been a suitor to me for her brother, My sisterly remorse confutes mine honour, Cut off by course of justice!

And I did yield to him : But the next morn beIsab.

By course of justice! His purpose surfeiting, he sends a warrant times Ang. And she will speak most bitterly, and for my poor brother's head. strange.

Duke.

This is most likely ! Isab. Most strange, but yet most truly, will I Isab. O, that it were as like as it is true! speak:

Duke. By heaven, fond wretch, thou know'st not That Angelo's forsworn; is it not strange ?

what thou speak'st ; That Angelo's a murderer; is't not strange ? Or else thou art suborn'd against his honour, That Angelo is an adulterous thief,

In hateful practice: First, his integrity An hypocrite, a virgin-violator;

Stands without blemish :-next, it imports no rea. Is it not strange, and strange ?

That with such vehemency he should pursue (son, Duke.

Nay, ten times strange. Faults proper to himself: if he had so offended, Isab. It is not truer he is Angelo,

He would have weigh'd thy brother by himself, Than this is all as true as it is strange:

And not have cut him off: Some one hath set you Nay, it is ten times true; for truth is truth

Confess the truth, and say by whose advice [on; To the end of reckoning.

Thou cam'st here to complain.
Duke.
Away with her ;-Poor soul, Isab.

And is this all ? She speaks this in the infirmity of sense.

Then, oh, you blessed ministers above, Isab. O prince, I conjure thee, as thou believ'st Keep me in patience; and, with ripen'd time, There is another comfort than this world,

Unfold the evil which is here wrapt up That thou neglect me not, with that opinion, In countenance !-Heaven shield your grace from That I am touch'd with madness; make not im- As I, thus wrong'd, hence unbelieved go! (woe, possible

| Duke. I know, you'd fain be gone :-An officer ! That which but seems unlike : 'tis not impossible to prison with her -Shall we thus permit But one, the wicked'st caitiff on the ground, A blasting and a scandalous breath to fall May seem as shy, as grave, as just, as absolute, On him so near us? This needs must be a practice. As Angelo; even so may Angelo,

-Who knew of your intent, and coming hither ? In all his dressings, characts, titles, forms,

Isab. One that I would were here, friar Lodowick. Be an arch-villain; believe it, royal prince,

Duke. A ghostly father, belike: Who knows that If he be less, he's nothing; but he's more,

Lodowick ? Had I more name for badness.

Lucio. My lord, I know him ;' tis a meddling friar? Duke.

By mine honesty, I do not like the man: had he been lay, my lord, If she be mad, as I believe no other,

For certain words he spake against your grace Her madness hath the oddest frame of sense, In your retirement, I had swing'd him soundly. Such a dependency of thing on thing,

Duke. Words against me? This' a good friar, As e'er I heard in madness.

And to set on this wretched woman here (belike! Isab.

O, gracious duke, Against our substitute!-Let this friar be found. Harp not on that: nor do not banish reason

Lucio. But yesternight, my lord, she and that For inequality; but let your reason serve

I saw them at the prison : a saucy friar, [friar To make the truth appear, where it seems hid; A very scurvy fellow. And hide the false, seems true.

1F, Peter

Blessed be your royal grace! Duke.

Many that are not mad, I have stood by, my lord, and I have heard Have, sure, more lack of reason. What would Your royal ear abus'd: First, hath this woman

Isab. I am the sister of one Claudio, (you say? Most wrongfully accus'd your substitute; Condemn'd upon the act of fornication

Who is as free from touch or soil with her, To lose his head; condemn'd by Angelo :

As she from one ungot. 1, in probation of a sisterhood,

Duke.

We did believe no less. Was sent to by my brother. One Lucio

Know you that friar Lodowick, that she speaks of? As then the messenger;

F. Peter. I know him for a man divine and holy; Lucio.

"That's I, an't like your grace: Not scurvy, nor a temporary meddler,
I came to her from Claudio, and desir'd her As he's reported by this gentleman;
To try her gracious fortune with Lord Angelo, And, on my trust, a man that never yet
For her poor brother's pardon.

Did, as he vouches, misreport your grace.
Isab.

That's he, indeed. Lucio. My lord, most villainously ; believe it. Duke. You were not bid to speak.

F. Peter. Well, he in time may come to clear Lucio.

"No, my good lord; But at this instant he is sick, my lord, [himself; Nor wish'd to hold my peace.

Of a strange fever: Upon his mere request, Duke.

I wish you now then; (Being come to knowledge that there was complaint Pray you, take note of it: and when you have Intended 'gainst lord Angelo,) came I hither, A business for yourself, pray heaven, you then To speak, as from his mouth, what he doth know Be perfect.

Is true, and false ; and what he with his oath, Lucio. I warrant your honour.

And all probation, will make up full clear,
Duke. The warrant's for yourself; take heed to it. Whensoever he's convented. First, for this woman;
Isab. This gentleman told somewhat of my tale. (To justify this worthy nobleman,
Lucio. Right.

So vulgarly and personally accus'd,)
Drike. It may be right; but you are in the wrong Her shall you hear disproved to her eyes,
To speak before your time.- Proceed.

Till she herself confess it.
Isab.

I went
Duke.

Good friar, let's hear it. To this pernicious caitiff deputy.

(Isabella is carried off guarded ; and Duke. That's somewhat madly spoken.

Mariana comes forward.

Do you not smile at this, lord Angelo ?

These poor informal women are no more O heaven! the vanity of wretched fools !

But instruments of some more mightier member, Give us some seats. Come, cousin Angelo;

That sets them on: Let me have way, my lord, In this I'll be impartial; be you judge

To find this practice out. Of your own cause.-Is this the witness, friar ?

Duke.

Ay, with my heart; First, let her show her face ; and, after, speak. And punish them unto your height of pleasure..

Mari. Pardon, my lord; I will not show my face, Thou foolish friar; and thou pernicious woman, Until my husband bid me.

Compact with her that's gone! think'st thou, thy Duke. What, are you married ? oaths,

saint, Mari. No, my lord.

Though they would swear down each particular Duke. Are you a maid ?

Were testimonies against his worth and credit, Mari.

No, my lord. That's seal'd in approbation ?-You, lord Escalus, Duke. A widow then ?

Sit with my cousin; lend him your kind pains Mari, Neither, my lord.

To find out this abuse, whence 'tis deriv'd, Duke.

Why, you There is another friar that set them on; Are nothing then: ---Neither maid, widow, nor Let him be sent for. wife?

F. Peter. Would he were here, my lord; for he Lucio. My lord, she may be a punk; for many

indeed, of them are neither maid, widow, nor wife.

Hath set the women on to this complaint : Duke. Silence that fellow: I would, he had some Your provost knows the place where he abides, To prattle for himself.

cause And he may fetch him. Lucio. Well, my lord.

Duke. Go, do it instantly.

[Erit Provost. Mari, My lord, I do confess I ne'er was married ; | And you, my noble and well-warranted cousin, And, I confess, besides, I am nu maid :

Whom it concerns to hear this matter forth, I have known my husband; yet my husband knows Do with your injuries as seems you best, That ever he knew me.

(not, In any chastisement: I for a while Lucio. He was drunk then, my lord; it can be no Will leave you; but stir not you, till you have well better.

Determined upon these slanderers. Duke. For the benefit of silence, 'would thou Escal. My lord, we'll do it thoroughly. [Erit wert so too.

Duke. Signior Lucio, did not you say, you knew Lucio. Well, my lord.

that friar Lodowick to be a dishonest person? Duke. This is no witness for lord Angelo.

Lucio. Cucullus non facit monachum : honest in Mari. Now I come to't, my lord:

nothing, but in his clothes, and one that hath spoke She, that accuses him of fornication,

most villainous speeches of the duke. In self-same manner doth accuse my husband; Escal. We shall entreat you to abide here till he And charges him, my lord, with such a time, come, and enforce them against him: we shall find When I'll depose I had him in mine arms,

this friar a notable fellow. With all the effect of love.

Lucio. As any in Vienna, on my word. Ang.

Charges she more than me? Escal. Call that same Isabel here once again; Mari. Not that I know,

[To an Attendant.] I would speak with her : Pray Duke.

No? you say, your husband. you, my lord, give me leave to question ; you shall Mari. Why, just, my lord, and that is Angelo, see how I'll handle her. Who thinks, he knows, that he ne'er knew my body, Lucio. Not better than he, by her own report. But knows, he thinks, that he knows Isabel's. Escal. Say you?

Ang. This is a strange abuse :- Let's see thy face. Lucio. Marry, sir, I think, if you handled her Mari, My husband bids me; now I will unmask. privately, she would sooner confess: perchance,

[Unveiling. publickly, she'll be ashamed. This is that face, thou cruel Angelo,

(on : Which, once thou swor'st, was worth the looking

Re-enter Officers with Isabella; the Duke in the This is the hand, which, with a vow'd contract,

Friar's habit, and Provost. Was fast belock'd in thine : this is the body

Escal. I will go darkly to work with her. That took away the match from Isabel,

Lucio. That's the way; for women are light at And did supply thee at thy garden-house,

midnight. In her imagin'd person.

Escal, Come on mistress : (To Isabella.] here's a Duke.

Know you this woman? gentlewoman denies all that you have said. Lucio. Carnally, she says.

Lucio. My lord, here comes the rascal I spoke of; Duke.

Sirrah, no more. here with the provost. Lucio. Enough, my lord.

| Escal. In very good time:-speak not you to him, Ang. My lord, I must confess, I know this wo-till we call upon you. man;

marriage Lucio. Mum. And five years since, there was some speech of Escal, Come, sir: Did you set these women on Betwixt myself and her; which was broke off, to slander lord Angelo ? they have confess'd you Partly, for that her promised proportions

did. Came short of composition ; but, in chief,

Duke, 'Tis false. For that her reputation was disvalued

Escal. How ! know you where you are ? In levity: since which time of five years,

Duke. Respect to your great place ! and let the I never spake with her, saw her, nor heard from her,

devil Upon my faith and honour.

Be sometime honour'd for his burning throne :Mari.

Noble prince,

| Where is the duke ? 'tis he should hear me speak. As there comes light from heaven, and words from Escal. The duke's in us; and we will hear you breath,

speak: As there is sense in truth, and truth in virtue, 1 ook, you speak justly. I am affianc'd this man's wife, as strongly

Duke. Boldly, at least : But, 0, poor souls, As words could make up vows: and, my good lord, Come you to seek the lamb here of the fox ? But Tuesday night last gone, in his garden-house, Good night to your redress. Is the duke gone? He knew me as a wife: As this is true

Then is your cause gone too. The duke's unjust, 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; this is he I spoke of. Now, good my lord, give me the scope of justice ; Escal. Why, thou unreverend and unhallow'd My patience here is touch'd: I do perceive,

friar!

Is't not enough, thou hast suborn'd these women, Duke. Go take her hence, and marry her, inTo accuse this worthy man; but, in foul mouth,

stantly. And in the witness of his proper ear,

Do you the office, friar; which consummate, To call him villain?

Return him here again :-Go with him, provost. And then to glance from him to the duke himself ;) [Exeunt Angelo, Mariana, Peter, and Provost. To tax him with injustice ? Take him hence ; Escal. My lord, I am more amazed at his disTo the rack with him :-We'll touze you joint by Than at the strangeness of it.

honour, joint,

Duke.

Come hither, Isabel : But we will know this purpose :- What! unjust? Your friar is now your prince: As I was then Duke. Be not so hot; the duke

Advertising, and holy to your business, Dare no more stretch this finger of mine, than he Not changing heart with habit, I am still Dare rack his own; his subject am I not,

Attorney'd at your service. Nor here provincial : My business in this state

Isab.

O give me pardon, Made me a looker-on here in Vienna,

That I, your vassal, have employ'd and pain'd
Where I have seen corruption boil and bubble, Your unknown sovereignty.
Till it o'er-run the stew : laws, for all faults;

Duke.

You are pardon'd, Isabel : But faults so countenanc'd, that the strong statutes And now, dear maid, be you as free to us. Stand like the forfeits in a barber's shop,

Your brother's death, I know, sits at your heart; As much in mock as mark.

And you may marvel, why I obscur'd myself, Escal. Slander to the state ! Away with him to Labouring to save his life, and would not rather prison.

Make rash remonstrance of my hidden power,
Ang. What can you vouch against him, signior Than let him so be lost: 0 most kind maid,
Is this the man that you did tell us of? (Lucio ? It was the swift celerity of his death,

Lucio. 'Tis he, my lord. Come hither good-man Which I did think with slower foot came on,
bald-pate: Do you know me?

That brain'd my purpose: But, peace be with him! Duke. I remember you, sir, by the sound of your That life is better life, past fearing death, voice. I met you at the prison, in the absence of Than that which lives to fear: make it your com. the duke.

So happy is your brother.

(fort, Lucio. O did you so ? And do you remember

Re-enter Angelo, Mariana, Peter, and Provost. what you said of the duke ? Duke. Most notedly, sir.

Isab.

I do, my lord. Lucio. Do you so, sir? And was the duke a Duke. For this new married man, approaching flesh-monger, a fool, and a coward, as you then re-Whose salt imagination yet hath wrong'd (here, ported him to be ?

Your well-defended honour, you must pardon Duke. You must, sir, change persons with me, For Mariana's sake : but as he adjudg'd your bro. ere you make that my report : you, indeed, spoke (Being criminal, in double violation

(ther. so of him; and much more, much worse.

Of sacred chastity, and of promise-breach, Lucio. O thou damnable fellow ! Did not I pluck Thereon dependent, for your brother's life,) thee by the nose, for thy speeches ?

The very mercy of the law cries out
Duke. I protest. I love the duke, as I love myself. Most audible, even from his proper tongue.

Ang. Hark! how the villain would close now, An Angelo for Claudio, death for death.
after his treasonable abuses.

Haste still pays haste, and leisure answers leisure ; Escal. Such a fellow is not to be talk'd withal :-|Like doth quit like, and Measure still for Measure. Away with him to prison :-Where is the provost? | Then, Angelo, thy fault's thus manifested : -Away with him to prison ; lay bolts enough upon which though thou would'st deny, denies thec him: let him speak no more :- Away with those

vantage : giglots too, and with the other confederate com- We do condemn thee to the very block panion. (The Provost lays hands on the Duke. Where Claudio stoop'd to death, and with like Duke. Stay, sir; stay awhile.

Away with him.

[haste; Ang. What ! resists he! Help him, Lucio.

Mari.

O, my most gracious lord, Lucio. Come, sir: come, sir : come, sir : foh, sir: I hope you will not mock me with a husband! Why, you bald-pated, lying rascal ! you must be Duke. It is your husband mock'd you with a hooded, must you ? Show your knave's visage, with

husband : a pox to you! show your sheep-biting face, and be Consenting to the safeguard of your honour, hang'd an hour ! Will't not off?

| I thought your marriage fit; else imputation, (Pulle off the Friar's hood, and discovers the Duke. For that he knew you, might reproach your life, Duke. Thou art the first knave, that e'er made a And choke your good to come: for his possessions, duke.

Although by confiscation they are ours,
First, provost, let me bail these gentle three : We do instate and widow you withal,
Sneak not away, sir; (to Lucio.) for the friar and you To buy you a better husband.
Must have a word anon i-lay hold on him. 1 Mari.

O, my dear lord, Lucio. This may prove worse than hanging. I crave no other, nor no better man. Duke. What you have spoke, I pardon ; sit you! Duke. Never crave him; we are definitive. down. [To Escalus. Mari. Gentle, my liege,

(Kneeling. We'll borrow place of him-Sir, by your leave: Duke.

You do but lose your labour ; (To Angelo. Away with him to death.-Now, sir, [to Lucio.) Hast thou or word, or wit, or impudence,

to you. That yet can do thee office? If thou hast,

Mari. O, my good lord !-Sweet Isabel, take my Rely upon it till my tale be heard,

Lend me your knees, and all my life to come part; And hold no longer out.

I'll lend you all my life to do you service.

O my dread lord, Duke. Against all sense you do importune her: I should be guiltier than my guiltiness,

Should she kneel down, in mercy of this fact, To think I can be undiscernible,

Her brother's ghost his paved bed would break, When I perceive, your grace, like power divine, And take her hence in horror. Hath look'd upon my passes; Then, good prince, Mari.

Isabel, No longer session hold upon my shame,

Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me: But let my trial be mine own confession; .

Hold up your hands, say nothing, I'll speak all. Immediate sentence then, and sequent death, They say, best men are moulded out of faults, Is all the grace I beg.

And, for the most, become much more the better Duke.

Come hither, Mariana : For being a little bad : so may my husband.
Say, wast thou e'er contracted to this woman? 0, Isabel! will you not lend a knee?
Ang. I was, my lord.

Duke. He dies for Claudio's death.

Ang.

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