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Isa. 0, let him marry her!
Isab. Doth he so seek his life?
Has censnr'df him
Our doubts are traitors, Goveros lord Angelo; a man, whose blood And make us lose the good we oft might win, Is very snow broth; one who never feels By fearing to attempt: Go to lord Angelo, The wanton stings and motions of the sense; And let him learn to know, when maidens sue, But doth rebate and blunt his natural edge Men give like gods; but when they weep and With profits of the mind, study and fast. All their petitions are as freely theirs [kneel, He (to give fear to use and liberty,
As they themselves would owes them.
Lucio. I take my leave of you. Of business 'twixt you and your poor brother. Isab.
Good sir, adien. *
ACT II. SCENE I. A Hall in Angelo's House. You may not so extenuate his offence, Enter ANGÉLO, ESCalus, a Justice, Provost, When I, that censure of him, do so offend,
For||| I have had such faults; but rather tell me, Officers, and other Attendants.
Let mine own judgment pattern out my death, Ang. We must not make a scare-crow of the And nothing come in partial. Sir, he mast die. Setting it up to fear f the birds of prey, îlaw, Escal. Be it as your wisdom will. And let it keep one shape, till custom make it Ang.
Where is the provost? Their perch, and not their terror.
Prov. Here, if it like your honour.
Ay, but yet
See that Claudio
(Exit Provost. (Whom I believe to be most strait in virtne,) Escal. Well, heaven forgive him; and for. That, in the working of your own affections,
give ns all! Had time coher'd tf with place, or place with Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall: wishing,
Some run from brakes *** of vice, and answer Or that the resolute acting of your blood [pose, none; Could have attaia'd the effect of your own pur- And some condemned for a fault alone. Whether you had not sometime in your life Enter Elbow, Frore, Clown, Officers, &c. Err'd in this point which now you censure him, Elb. Come, bring them away: if these be And pull'd the law upon you.
good people in a common-weal111, that do no. Ang. 'Tis one thing to be tempted, Escalus, thing but use their abuses in common houses, Another thing to fall. I not deny,
I know no law; bring them away. The jury, passing on the prisoner's life, Ang. How now, sir! What's your name? May, in the sworn twelve, have a thief or two and what's the matter? Guiltier than him they try : What's open made Elb. If it please yonr honour, I am the poor to justice,
duke's constable, and my name is Elbow; I That justice seizes. What know the laws, do tean upon justice, sir, and do bring in here That thieves do pass fi on thieves ? 'l is very before your good honour two notorious benepregnant 30,
factors. The jewel that we find, we stoop and take it, Ang. Benefactors? Well ; what benefactors Because we see it; bat what we do not see, are they? are they not malefactors? We tread upon, and never think of it.
Elb. If it please your honour, I know pot
# Extent. + Power of gaining favour. I Sentenced. Scare. ** Examine. ++ Suited. If Pass jndgment.
5 Sentence. **** Thickets, thorny paths of vice.
Ø Have I Abbess Ø§ Plain.
N11 Because, Itt Wealth.
well what they are: but precise villains they Clo. Why, very well : I telling you then, if are, that I am sure of; and void of all profa. you be remember'd, that such a one, and such nation in the world, that good christians ought a one, were past cure of the thing you wot of, to have.
unless they kept very good diet, as I told you. Escal. This comes off well; here's a wise Froth. All this is true. officer.
Clo. Why, very well then. Ang. Go to: What quality are they of ? Escal. Come, you are a tédions fool: to the Elbow is your name? Why dost thou not purpose.- What was done to Elbow's wife, speak, Elbow?
that he hath cause to complain of? Come me Clo. He cannot, sir; he's out at elbow. to what was done to her. Ang. What are you, sir?
Clo. Sir, your bonour cannot come to that Elb. He, sir? a tapster, sir; parcelt-bawd; yet. one that serves a bad woman ; whose house, Escal. No, sir, nor I mean it not. kir, was, as they say, pluck'd down in the sub Clo. Sir, but you shall come to it, by your urbs; and now she professes I a hot-house, honour's leave : And, I beseech you, look into which, I think, is a very ill house too. master Froth here, sir; a man of fourscore Escal. How know you that?
pound a-year; whose father died at Hallow. Elb. My wife, sir, whom I detest $ before mas :-Was't not at Haliowmas, master Froth? beaven and your honour,
Froth. All-hollond || eve. Escal. How! thy wife?
Clo. Why, very well; I hope here be trnths: Elb. Ay, sir; whom, I thank heaven, is an He, sir, sitting, as I say, in a lower chair, honest woman,
sir ;-'twas in the Bunch of Grapes, where, Escal. Dost thou detest her therefore? indeed, you have a delight to sit: Have you
Elb. I say, sir, I will detest myself also, as not? well as she, that this house, if it be not a Froth. I have so; because it is an open bawd's house, it is pity of her life, for it is a room, and good for winter. naughty house.
Clo. Why, very well then ;-I hope here be Escal. How dost thou know that, constable! truths.
Elb. Marry, sir, by my wife; who, it she Ang. This will last out a night in Russia, had been a woman cardinally given, might When nights are longest there: I'll take my have been accused in fornication, adultery, leave, and all uncleanliness there.
And leave you to the hearing of the cause Escal. By the woman's means?
Hoping, you'll find good cause to whip them Elb. Ay,
sir, by mistress Overdone's means : all. but as she spit in his face, so she defied him. Escal. I think no less : Good morrow to
Clo. Sir, if it please your honour, this is your lordship. [Exit ANGELO. not so.
Now, sir, come on; What was done to Elbow's Elb. Prove it before these varlets here, thon wife, once inore? bonourable man, prove it.
Clo. Once, sir? there was nothing done to Escal. Do you hear how he misplaces?
[TO ANGELO. Elb. I beseech you, sir, ask him what this Clo. Sir, she came in great with child; and man did to my wife. longing (saving your honour's reverence,) for Clo. I beseech your honour, ask me. stew'd prunes; sir, we had but two in the Escal. Well, sir: What did this gentleman house, which at that very distant time stood, to her? as it were, in a fruit-dish, a dish of some three Clo. I bescech you, sir, look in this gentlepence; your honours have seen such dishes ; man's face:-Good master Froth, look upon they are not China dishes, but very good dishes. his honour ; 'lis for a good purpose: Doth
Escal. Go fo, go to: no matter for the dish, your honour mark his face? sir.
Escal. Ay, sir, very well. Clo. No, indeed, sir, not of a pin; you are Clo. Nay, I beseech you, mark it well. therein in the right : but, to the point: As I · Escal. Well, I do so.
this mistress Elbow, being, as I say, with Clo. Doth your honour see any harm in his child, and being great belly'd, and longing, as face? I said, for prunes; and having but two in the
Escal. Why, no. dish, as I said, master Froth here, this very Clo. I'll be supposed** upon a book, his face man, having eaten the rest, as I said, and, as is the worst thing about him: Good then; if I say, paying for them very honestly ;-for, his face be the worst thing about bim, how as you know, master Froth, I could not give could master Froth do the constable's wife any you three pence again.
harm? I would know that of your honour. Froth. No, indeed.
· Escal. He's in the right: Constable, what Clo. Very well: you being then, if you be say you to it ? remember'd, cracking the stones of the fore- Elb. First, an it like you, the house is a re.
spected house; next, this is a respected fel. Froth. Ay, so I did, indeed.
low; and his mistress is a respected woman. . Well told. | Partly. 1 Keeps a bagnio. $ For protest. Eve of All Saints days:
** Deposed, sworn.
Clo. By this hand, sir, his wife is a more being a bawd? What do you think of the respected person than any of us all.
trade, Pompey? is it a lawful trade? Elb. Varlet, thou liest; thou liest, wicked .. Clo. If the law would allow it, sir. varlet: the time is yet to come, that she was Escal. But the law will not allow it, Pom ever respected with man, woman, or child. pey; nor it shall not be allowed'in Vienna.
Clo. Sir, she was respected with him before Clo. Does your worship mean to geld and hé married with her.
spay all the youth in the city? Escal. Which is the wiser bere? Justice, or Éscal. No, Pompey. Iniquity? Is this true?
Clo. Truly, sir, in my poor opinion, they Elb. O thou caitiff! O thou varlet! O thou will to't then: If your worship will take orwicked Hannibalt! I respected with her, be- der t for the drabs and the knaves, you need fore I was married to her? If ever I was re- not to fear the bawds. spected with her, or she with me, let not your Escal. There are pretty orders beginning, I worship think me the poor duke's officer :- can tell you: It is bat heading and hanging. Prove this, thou wicked Hannibal, or I'll have Clo. If you head and hang all that offend mine action of battery on thee.
that way but for ten year together, you'll be Escut. If he took you a box o' ear, you glad to give out a commission for more heads. might have your action of slander too. - If this law hold in Vienna ten year, I'll rent
Elb. Marry, I thank your good worship for the fairest house in it, after three pence a bay: it: What is't your worship's pleasure I should If you live to see this come to pass, say, Pom. do with this wicked caitiff?
pey told you so. Escul. Truly, officer, because he hath some Escal. Thank you, good Pompey: and, in offences in hiin, that thou wouldst discover if requital of your prophecy, hark you, I advise thou couldst, let him continue in his courses, you, let me not find yon before me again opon till thou know'st what they are.
any complaint'whatsoever, no, not for dwelling Elb. Marry, I thank your worship for it: where you do; if I do, Pompey, I shall beat Thou seest, thou wicked varlet now, what's yon to your tent, and prove a shrewd Cæsar come upon thee; thou art to continue now, to you; in plain dealing, Pompey, I shall have thou varlet; thou art to continue.
you whipt: so for this time, Pompey, sare you Escal. Where were you born, friend? well.
,Clo. I thank your worship for yont good Froth. Here in Vienna, sir.
consel; but I shall follow it, as the flesh and Escal. Are you of fourscore pounds a-year? | fortune shall better determine. Froth. Yes, and't please you, sir.
Whip me? No, no; let carman whip his jade; Escal. So.-What trade are you of, sir? The valiant heart's not whipt out of his trade. [ło the Clown.
[Exit. Clo. A tapster; a poor widow's tapster. Escal. Come hither to me, master Elbow Escal. Your mistress's name?
come hither, master Constable. How long Clo. Mistress Over done.
have you been in this place of constable? Escal. Hath she had any more than one Elb. Seven year and a half, sir. hasband?
• Escal. I thought, by your readiness in the Clo. Nine, sir; Over-done by the last. L'office, you had continued in it some time:
Escal. Nine!--Come bither to me, master You say, seven years together? Froth. Master Froth, I would not have you Elb. And a half, sir. acquainted with tapsters; they will draw you, Escal. Alas! it bath been great pains tó master Proth, and you will hang them: Get you! They do yon wrong to put you so oft you gone, and let me hear no more of you. apon't: Are there not men in your ward suf
Froth. I thank your worship: For mine ficient to serve it? own part, I never come into any room in a Elb. Faith, sir, few of any wit in such mattaphouse, but I am drawn in.
ters: as they are chosen, they are glad to Escal. Well, no more of it, master Froth: choose me for them; I do it for some piece of farewell. [Exit Froth.)-Come you bither to money, and go through with all. me, master tafster; what's your name, master Escal. Look you, bring me in the names of tapster?
some six or seven, the most suficient of your Clo. Pompey.
parish. ; Escal. What else?
Elb. To your worship's house, sir! Clo. Bum, sir.
Escal. To my house: Fare you well.(Exit. Escal.'Troth, and your bum is the greatest ELBOW.} Whal's o'clock, think you? thing abont you: so that, in the beastliest sense, Just. Eleven, sir. you are Pompey the great. Pompey, you are Escal. I pray you home to dinner with me. partly a bawd, Pompey, howsoever you colour Just. I hüinbly thank you. it in being a tapster. Are you not? come, tell Escal. It grieves me for the death of Clan. me true; it shall be the better for you. dio; But there's no remedy. -> Clo. Truly, sir, I am a poor fellow, that Just. Lord Angelo is severe. would live.
It is bot needrol: Escal. How wonld you live, Pompey? by Mercy is not itself, that oft looks so; . Constable or clown.
† For cannibal.
Pardon is still the nurse of second woe; To find the faults, whose fine stands in record,
O just, but severe law!
I had a brother then.-Heaven keep your bo. SCENE II. Another Room in the same.
Lucio. [To Isa B.) Give not o'er so: to him Enter Provost and a Servant.
again, entreat him ; Serv. He's hearing of a causé; he will come Kneel down before him, hang upon his gown; straight.
You are too cold: if you should need a pin, I'll tell him of you.
[know Yon could not with more tame a tongue desire Pror. Pray-you, do: [Exit Servant.) I'll To him, I say,
[it: His pleasure; inay be, he will relent: 'Alas,
Isab. Must he needs die ! He hath but as offended in a dream!
Maiden, yo remedy. All sects, all ages smack of this vice; and he Isab. Yes; I do think that you might par, To die for it!
Imercy. Enter ANGELO.
And neither heaven, nor man, grieve at the Ang. Now, what's the matter, provost? Ang. I will not do't. Prov. Is it your will Claudio shall die to
But can yon, if you would! morrow?
Ang. Look, what I will not, that I cannot do. Ang. Did I not tell thee, yea hadst thou Isab. But might you do't, and do the world Why dost thou ask again!
(morse * Prov.
Lest I might be too rash : If so your heart were' touch'd with that reUnder your good correction, I have seen, As mine is to him!. When, after execution, judgment hath
He's sentenc'd: 'tis too late. Repented o'er his doom.
Lucio. You are too cold. [T. ISABELLA. Go to; let that be, mine:
Isab. Too late? why, no; I, that do speak a Do you your office, or give up your place,
word, And you shall well be spar'd. I
May call it back again: Well believef this, Prou. I crave your honour's pardon.-No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, What shall be done, sir, with the groaning Not the king's crown, nor the depnted sword, She's very near her hour. .. (Juliet! The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Ang.
Dispose of her
Become them with one half so good a grace, To soine more fitter place; and that with speed. As mercy does. If he had been as you, Re-enter Servant.
And you as he, you would have slipt like him; Serv. Here is the sister of the man con. But be, like you, would not have been so stern. Desires access to you.
Ang. Pray you, begoné.' Ang.
Hath he a sister? Isab. I would to heaven I had your potency,
And what a prisoner.
Lucio. Ay, touch him; there's the vein. [Exit Servant:
[Aside. See you, the fornicatress be removed ;
Ang. Your brother is a forfeit of the law, Let ber have needful, but not lavish, means; And you but waste your words, There shall be order for it, : ;
Alas! alas! Enter Lucio and ISABELLA. Why, all the sonls that were, were forfeit once; Prov. Save your honour![Offering to retire. And He that might the vantage best have took, Ang. Stay a little while IATO ISAB.) You Found out the remedy: How would you be,
are welcome: What's your will! If he, which is the top of judgment, should Isab. I am a woeful suitor to your honour, But judge yon as you are? O, think on that ; Please but your honour hear me.
And mercy then will breathe within your lips, Ang.
i Well; what's your suit! Like man new made. Isab. There is a více, that most I do abhor, Ang. Be you content, fair maid; And most desire should meet the blow of justice; It is the law, not I, condemns your brother; For which I would not plead, but that I must; Were he my kinsman, brother, or my son, For which I must not plead, but that I am It should be thus with him;he must die to. At war, 'twixt will and will not.
[him, spare him: Ang.
Well; the matter! Isab. To-morrow! O, that's sudden! Spare Isub. I have a brother is condemn'd to die: He's not prepard for death! Even for ons I do beseech you, let it be his fault,
[heaven And not my brother. not to i
We kill the fowl of season t'; shall we serve Prov. Heaven give thee moving graces! With less respect than we do minister Ang. Condemn the fault, and not the actor To onr gross selves? Good, good my lord, beof it!
think you : Why, every fault's condemn'd, ere it be done: Who is it that liath died for this offenée ? Mine were the very cipher of a function, There's many have committed it.
t Be assured.
When in season.
Ay, well said. Isab. Gentle my lord, turn back. Ang. The law bath not been dead, though it Ang. I will betbink me :-Come again to. hath slept :
(lord, turn back. Those many had not dar'd to do that evil, Isab. Hark, how I'll bribe you : Good my If the first man that did the edict infringe, Ang. How! bribe me! Had answer'd for his deed: now, 'tis awake; Isab. Ay, with such gifts, that heaven shall Takes note of what is done; and, like a prophet,
share with you. Looks in a glass, that shows what future evils, Lucio. You had marr'd all else. [gold, (Either now, or by remissness new.conceiv'd, Isab. Not with fond shekels of the testeds And so in progress to be hatch'd and born,) Or stones, whose rates are either rich or poor, Are now to have no successive degrees, As faucy values them: but with true prayers, But, where they live, to end.
That shall be up at heaven, and enter there, Isab.
Yet show some pity. Ere sun rise; prayers from preserved 5 souls, Ang. I show it most of all, when I show jus- From fasting maids, whose minds are dedicate For then I pity those I do not know, (tice; | To nothing temporal. Which a dismiss'd offence would after gall; Ang.
Well: come to me And do him right, that, answering one foul Tn-morrow. Lives not to act another. Be satisfied ; (wrong, Lucio. Go to; it is well; away. Your brother dies to-morrow; be content.
(Aside to ISABEL. Isab. So you must be the first, that gives this Isab. Heaven keep your hopour safe! sentence :
Amen: for 1 And he, that suffers: 0, it is excellent Am that way going to temptation, [Aside. To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous Where prayers cross. To use it like a giant.
At what hour to-morrow Lucio.
That's well said. Shall I attend your lordship! Isab. Could great men thunder
At any time 'fore noon. As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, Isab. Save your honour ! For every pelting *, petty officer, .
[Ereunt Lucio, ISABELLA, and Provost. Would use his heaven for thunder; nothing Ang. From thee; even from thy virtue.but thunder,
What's this! what's this! Is this ber fault, or Merciful heaven!
[Ha! Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurons bolt, The tempter, or the tempted, who sins most i Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled + oak, Not she; nor doth she tempt: but it is I, Than the soft myrtle;-0, but man, proud man! That lying by the violet, in the sun, Drest in a little brief authority;
Do, as the carrion does, not as the flower, Most ignorant of what he's most assur'd; Corrupt with virtuous season. Can it be, His glassy essence,-like an angry ape, That modesty may more betray our sense Plays such fantastic tricks before high heaven, Than woman's lightness ? Having waste ground As make the angels weep; who, with our Shall we desire to raze the sanctuary, (enough, Would all themselves laugh mortal. (spleens, And pitch our evils there||! O fie, fie, fie!
Lucio, 0, to him, to him, wench: he will What dost thou! or what art thon, Angelo! He's coming, I perceive't.
[relent; Dost thou desire her foully, for those things Prou.
Pray heaven, she win him! That make her good! 0, let her brother live: Isab. We cannot weigh our brother with Thieves for their robbery have authority, ourself:
(them; When judges' steal themselves. What do I Great men may jest with saints: 'tis wit in love her, But, in the less, foul profanation.
That I desire to hear ber speak again,, Lucio. Thou'rt in the right, girl; more o' And feast upon her eyes ? What is't I dream on? that.
(word, O cunning enemy, that, to catch a saint, Isab. That in the captain's but a cholerick With saints dost bait thy hook! Most dangerous Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy. Is that temptation, that doth goad us ou
Lucio. Art advis'do that? more on't. To sin in loving virtue:never could the strumpet, Ang. Why do you put these sayings upon me? With all her double vigour, art, and nature,
Isab. Because authority, though it err like Once stir my temper ; but this virtuous maid Hath yet a kiúd of medicine in itself, (others, Subdues me quite ;-Ever, till now, [how, That skins the vicę o' the top: Go io your When men were fond, I smild, and wonder'd bosom; (know
(Erit. Knock there; and ask your heart, what it doth SCENE III. A Room in a Prison. That's like my brother's fault: if it confess Enter Dukk, habited like a Friar, and A natural guiltiness, such as is his,
Provost. Let it not gound a thonght upon your tongue Duke. Hail to you, provost ! so, I think Against my brother's life.
(good friar ! Ang
She speaks, and 'tis Prov. I am the provost: What's your will, Sucb sense, that my sense breeds with it.- Duke. Bound by my charity, and my bless'd Pare you well.
I order, + Knotted. Attested, stamped. Preserved from the corruption of the
world, U See 2 Kings, X. 27.