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Must have a word anon :-lay hold on him.
Lucio. This may prove worse than hanging. Duke. What you have spoke, I pardon ; sit you down,
[To Escalus. We'll borrow place of him :-Sir, by your leave :
[To Angelo. Hast thou or word, or wit, or impudence, That yet can do thee office* ? If thou hast, Rely upon it till my tale be heard, And hold no longer out. Ang.
O my dread lord, I should be guiltier than my guiltiness, To think I can be undiscernible, When I perceive, your grace, like power divine, Hath looked upon my passes t: Then, good prince, No longer session hold upon my shame, But let my trial be mine own confession; Immediate sentence then, and sequent I death, Is all the grace I beg. Duke.
Come hither, Mariana :Say, wast thou e'er contracted to this woman?
Ang. I was, my lord.
him here again :-Go with him, Provost.
[Exeunt Angelo, Mariana, Peter, and Provost. Escal. My lord, I am more amazed at his dis
honour, Than at the strangeness of it. Duke.
Come hither, Isabel : Your friar is now your prince: As I was then Advertising S, and holy to your business, Not changing heart with habit, I am still Attorney'd at your service. Isab.
O, give me pardon, That I, your vassal, have employ'd and pain'd Your unknown sovereignty. Duke.
You are pardon'd, Isabel ; of Devices
* Following § Attentive,
And now, dear maid, be you as free to us.
fort, So happy is your brother.
Re-enter Angelo, Mariana, Peter, and Provost. Isab.
I do, my lord. Duke. For this new-married man, approaching
here, Whose salt imagination yet hath wrong'd Your well-defended honour, you must pardon For Mariana's sake: but as he adjudg'd your brother (Being criminal, in double violation Of sacred chastity, and of promise-breach, Thereon dependent, for your brother's life), The very mercy of the law cries out Most audible, even from his proper* tongue, An Angelo for Claudio, death for death. Haste still pays haste, and leisure answers leisure; Like doth quit like, and Measure still for Measure. Then, Angelo, thy fault's thus manifested : Which though thou wouldst deny, denies thee van
tage : We do condemn thee to the
block Where Claudio stoop'd to death, and with like
Away with him.
O, my most gracious lord,
* Angelo's own tongue.
Duke. It is your husband mock'd you with a hus
band: Consenting to the safeguard of your honour, I thought your marriage fit; else imputation, For that he knew you, might reproach your life, And choke your good to come: for his possessions, Although by confiscation they are ours, We do instate and widow you withal, To buy you a better husband. Mari.
0, my dear lord, I crave no other, nor no better man.
Duke. Never crave him; we are definitive.
You do but lose your labour : Away with him to death —Now, sir, [To Lucio.] to,
you. Mari. O, my good lord !-Sweet Isabel, take my
part; Lend me your knees, and all
life to come I'll lend
service. Duke. Against all sense* you do importune her: Should she kneel down, in mercy of this fact, Her brother's ghost his paved bed would break, And take her hence in horror. Mari,
Duke. He dies for Claudio's death!
Most bounteous sir,
[Kneeling Look, if it please you, on this man condemn’d, As if my brother liv'd : I partly think, A due sincerity govern'd his deeds, Till he did look on me; since it is so, Let him not die: My brother had but justice,
* Reason and affection.
In that he did the thing for which he died :
Merely, my lord.
It was commanded so. Duke. Had you a special warrant for the deed ? Prov. No, my good lord; it was by private mes
sage. Duke. For which 1 do discharge you of your of
Pardon me, noble lord :
His name is Barnardine. Duke. I would thou had'st done so by Claudio.Go, fetch him hither ; let me look upon him.
Ang. I am sorry, that such sorrow I procure :
Re-enter Provost, Barnardine, Claudio, and Juliet.
This, my lord.
; I leave him to your hand.- What muffled fellow's
that? Prou. 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 Claudio. Duke. If he be like your brother, (To Isabella.]
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
Lucio. 'Faith, my lord, I spoke it but according to the trick f. If you will hang me for it, you may,
+ Incontinence. Thoughtless practice.