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1 Gent. Claudio to prison ! 'tis not so.
Bawd. Nay, but I know, 'tis so : I saw him arrested ; saw him carried away ; and, which is more, within these three days his head's to be chopped off.
Lucio. But, after all this fooling, I would not have it so : Art thou sure of this ?
Bawd. I am too sure of it: and it is for getting madam Julietta with child.
Lucio. Believe me, this may be : he promised to meet me two hours since ; and he was ever precise in promise-keeping
2 Gent. Besides, you know, it draws something near to the speech we had to such a purpose.
1 Gent. But most of all, agreeing with the proclamation. Lucio. Away; let's go learn the truth of it.
[Exeunt Lucio and Gentlemen. Bawd. Thus, what with the war, what with the sweat, what with the gallows, and what with poverty, I am custom-shrunk.-How now? what's the news with you ?
Clown. No; but there's a woman with maid by him : You have not heard of the proclamation, have you?
Bawd. What proclamation, man?
Clown. All houses in the suburbs of Vienna must be pluck'd down.
Bawd. And what shall become of those in the city ?
Clown. They shall stand for seed : they had gone down too, but that a wise burgher put in for them.
Bawd. But shall all our houses of resort in the suburbs be pull'd down?
Clown. To the ground, mistress.
Bawd. Why, here's a change, indeed, in the commonwealth !What shall become of me?
Clown. Come ; fear not you: good counsellors lack
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no clients : though you change your place, you need not change your trade ; I'll be your tapster still
. Courage ; there will be pity taken on you: you that have worn your eyes almost out in the service, you will be considered.
Bawd. What's to do here, Thomas Tapster ? Let's withdraw.
Clown. Here comes signior Claudio, led by the provost to prison : and there's madam Juliet.
Enter Provost, Claudio, Juliet, and Officers ; Lucio, and
two Gentlemen. Clau. Fellow, why dost thou show me thus to the world? Bear me to prison, where I am committed.
Prov. I do it not in evil disposition,
Clou. Thus can the demi-god, Authority,
Lucio. Why, how now, Claudio ? whence comes this restraint ?
Clau. From too much liberty, my Lucio, liberty:
I would send for certain of my creditors : And yet, to say the truth, I had as lief have the foppery of freedom, as the morality of imprisonment.-What's thy offence, Claudio ?
Clau. What, but to speak of would offend again.
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Clau. Call it so.
[Takes him aside. Lucio. A hundred, if they'll do you any good. Is lechery so look'd after ?
Clau. Thus stands it with me :-Upon a true contract, I got possession of Julietta's bed; You know the lady ; she is fast my wife, Save that we do th' denunciation lack Of outward order : this we came not to, Only for propagation of a dower Remaining in the coffer of her friends ; From whom we thought it meet to hide our love, Till time had made them for us. But it chances, The stealth of our most mutual entertainment, With character too gross, is writ on Juliet.
Lucio. With child, perhaps ?
Clau. Unhappily, even so.
Lucio. I warrant, it is : and thy head stands so tickle on thy shoulders, that a mill-maill, if she be in love, may sigh it off. Send after the duke, and appeal to him.
Clou. I have done so, but he's not to be found.
To the strict deputy ; bid herself assay him ;
Lucio. I pray, she may : as well for the encouragement of the like, which else would stand under grievous imposition; as for the enjoying of thy life, who I would be sorry should be thus foolishly lost at a game of tick-tack. I'll to her.
Clau. I thank you, good friend Lucio.
Fri. May your grace speak of it?
Duke. My boly sir, none better knows than you
Fri. Gladly, my lord.
Duke. We have strict statutes, and most biting laws,
 Think rotinat a bregut enmpletely argent can be pierced by the dart of love, that comes, uning milkscall forre. JOHNSON
a dribver, in archery, wris a term of contempt. STEEVENS.
Having bound up the threat'ning twigs of birch,
Fri. It rested in your grace
was my fault to give the people scope,
Isab. Yes, truly : I speak not as desiring more ;