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Will not proclaim against her maiden loss, [ter: How might she tongue me? Yet reason dares*
Accuse him home, and home. For my poor self,
And shall be absent. Wend* you with this let-
Lucio. Good even!
Friar, where is the provost ?
Lucio. O, pretty Isabella, I am pale at mine heart, to see thine eyes so red: thou must be patient: I am fain to dine and sup with water
and bran; I dare not for my head fill my belly,
one fruitful meal would set me to't: But they
not in them.
Lucio. Friar, thou knowest not the duke so well as I do: he's a better woodman than thou
takest him for.
Duke. Well, you'll answer this one day.
Duke. You have told me too many of him already, Sir, if they be true; if not true, none were enough.
Lucio. I was once before him for getting a wench with child.
Duke. Did you such a thing?
Lucio. Yes, marry, did I but was fain to forswear it; they would else have married me to the rotten medlar.
Duke. Sir, your company is fairer than honest: Rest you well.
Lucio. By my troth, I'll go with thee to the lane's end: If bawdy talk offend you, we'll have very little of it: Nay, friar, I am a kind of burr, I shall stick. [Exeunt. SCENE IV-A Room in ANGELO's House. Enter ANGELO and ESCALUS.
Escal. Every letter he hath writ hath disvouch'dt other.
Ang. In most uneven and distracted manner. His actions show much like to madness: pray heaven, his wisdom be not tainted! And why meet him at the gates, and re-deliver our authorities there?
Escal. I guess not.
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?
Escal. He shows his reason for that: to have a despatch of complaints; and to deliver us from devices hereafter, which shall then have no power to stand against us.
Ang. Well, I beseech you, let it be proclaim'd:
Escal. I shall, Sir: fare you well. [Exit.
And dull to all proceedings. A deflower'd maid!
For my authority bears a credentt bulk,
But send me Flavius first.
F. Peter. It shall be speeded well.
Duke. I thank thee, Varrius; thou hast made
Come, we will walk: There's other of our friends
Isab. Besides, he tells me, that, if peradven
I should not think it strange; for 'tis a physic,
Mari. I would, friar Peter
Isab. O, peace; the friar is come.
Duke. My very worthy cousin, fairly met :- In all his dressings,* characts, titles, forms, Our old and faithful friend, we are glad to see Be an arch-villain : believe it, royal prince, you.
If he be less, he's nothing; but he's more, Ang. and Escal. Happy return be to your Had I more name for badness. royal grace!
Duke. By mine honesty, Duke. Many and hearty thankings to you If she be mad, (as I believe no other,) both.
Her madness hath the oddest frame of sense, We have made inquiry of you; and we hear Such a dependency of thing on thing, Such goodness of your justice, that our soul As e'er I heard in madness. Cannot but yield you forth to public thanks, Isab. O, gracious duke, Forerunning more requital.
Harp not on that; nor do not banish reason Ang. You make my bonds still greater. For inequality : but let your reason serve Duke. O, your desert speaks loud; and I To make the truth appear, where it seems hid; should wrong it,
And hide the false, seems true. To lock it in the wards of covert bosom,
Duke. Many that are not mad, When it deserves, with characters of brass, Have, sure, more lack of reason.—What would A forted residence 'gainst the tooth of time, And razure of oblivion : Give me your hand, Isab. I am the sister of one Claudio, And let the subject see, to make them know Condemn'd, upon the act of fornication, That outward courtesies would fain proclaim To lose his head : condemn'd by Angelo: Favours that keep within.-Come, Escalus ; I, in probation of a sisterhood, You must walk by us on our other hand; Was sent to by my brother: One Lucio, And good supporters are you.
As then the messenger
Lucio. That's I, an't like your grace: PETER and ISABELLA come forward.
I came to her from Claudio, and desir'd her F. Peter. Now is your time; speak loud, and To try her gracious fortune with lord Angelo, kneel before him.
For her poor brother's pardon. Isab. Justice, 0 royal duke! Vail* your Isab. That's he, indeed. regard
Duke. You were not bid to speak.
Nor wish'd to hold my peace.
Duke. I wish you now then; Till you have heard me in my true complaint, Pray you, take note of it; and when you have And give me justice, justice, justice, justice ! A business for yourself, pray heaven, you then Duke. Relate your wrongs: In what? By Be perfect. whom? Be brief:
Lucio. I warrant your honour. Here is lord Angelo shall give you justice; Duke. The warrant's for yourself; take heed Reveal yourself to him.
to it. Isab. O, worthy duke,
Isab. This gentleman told somewhat of my You bid me seek redemption of the devil:
tale. Hear me yourself; for that which I must speak Lucio. Right.
(wrong Must either punish me, not being believ'd, Duke. It may be right; but you are in the Or wring redress from you: hear me, o, hear To speak before your time.-Proceed. me, here,
Isab. I went Ang. My lord, her wits, I fear me, are not To this pernicious caitiff deputy. firm:
Duke. That's somewhat madly spoken. She hath been a suitor to me for her brother, Isab. Pardon it; Cut off by course of justice.
The phrase is to the matter. Isab. By course of justice!
Duke. Mended again: the matter;-Proceed. Ang. And she will speak most bitterly and
Isab. In brief,—to set the needless process by, strange.
How I persuaded, how I pray'd, and kneelid, Isab. Most strange, but yet most truly, will How he refell’dt me, and how I reply'd; I speak :
(For this was of much length,) the vile concluThat Angelo's forsworn; is it not strange?
sion That Angelo's a murderer; is't not strange? I now begin with grief and shame to utter: That Angelo is an adulterous thief,
He would not, but by gift of my chaste body An hypocrite, a virgin-violator;
To his concupiscible intemperate lust, (ment, Is it not strange, and strange?
Release my brother; and, after much debateDuke. Nay, ten times strange.
My sisterly remorsef confutes mine honour, Isab. It is not truer he is Angelo,
And I did yield to him: But the next morn Than this is all as true as it is strange:
betimes, Nay, it is ten times true; for truth is truth His purpose surfeiting, he sends a warrant To the end of reckoning.
For my poor brother's head. Duke. Away with her :-Poor soul,
Duke. This is most likely! She speaks this in the infirmity of sense.
Isab. O, that it were as like, as it is true! Isab. O prince, I conjure thee, as thou be- Duke. By heaven, fonds wretch, thou know'st liev'st
not what thou speak'st; There is another comfort than this world, Or else thou art suborn'd against his honour, That thou neglect me not, with that opinion In hateful practice :|| First, his integrity That I am touch'd with madness: make not Stands without blemish :-next it imports no impossible
* Habits and characters of office.
And not have cut him off: Some one hath set Mari. Pardon, my lord; I will not show my you on ; Until my husband bid me.
[face, Confess the truth, and say by whose advice Duke. What, are you married? Thou cam’st here to complain.
Mari. No, my lord. Isab. And is this all ?
Duke. Are you a maid? Then, oh, you blessed ministers above,
Mari. No, my lord. Keep me in patience; and, with ripend time, Duke. A widow, then? Unfold the evil which is here wrapt up
Mari. Neither, my lord. In countenance !-Heaven shield your grace
Duke. Why, you
Are nothing then :-Neither maid, widow, nor As I, thus wrong'd, hence unbelieved go! Lucio. My lord, she may be a punk; for many Duke. I know you'd fain be gone :--An of them are neither maid, widow, nor wife. officer !
Duke. Silence that fellow: I would, he had To prison with her :-Shall we thus permit A blasting and a scandalous breath to fall To prattle for himself. On him so near us? This needs must be a Lucio. Well, my lord. practice.
Mari. My lord, I do confess, I ne'er was -Who knew of your intent, and coming hither?
married ; Isab. One that I would were here, friar Lo-And, I confess, besides, I am no maid : dowick.
I have known my husband; yet my husband Duke. A ghostly father belike:- Who knows
knows not, that Lodowick?
That ever he knew me. Lucio. My lord, I know him; 'tis a medling Lucio. He was drunk then, my lord; it can friar;
[lord, be no better. I do not like the man: had he been lay, my. Duke. For the benefit of silence, 'would thou For certain words he spake against your grace wert so too. In your retirement, I had swing’d* him soundly. Lucio. Well, my lord. Duke. Words against me? This' a good friar,
Duke. This is no witness for lord Angelo. belike!
Mari. Now I come to’t, my lord: And to set on this wretched woman here She, that accuses him of fornication, Against our substitute!-Let this friar be found. In self-same manner doth accuse my husband; Lucio. But yesternight, my lord, she and that And charges him, my lord, with such a time, friar,
When I'll depose I had him in mine arms, I saw them at the prison: a saucy friar, With all the effect of love. A very scurvy fellow.
Ang. Charges she more than me? F. Peter. Blessed be your royal grace!
Mari. Not that I know. I have stood by, my lord, and I have heard Duke. No? you say, your husband. Your royal ear abusd: First, hath this woman Mari. Why, just, my lord, and that is Angelo, Most wrongfully accus'd your substitute; Who thinks he knows, that he ne'er knew my Who is as free from touch or soil with her,
body, As she from one ungot.
But knows he thinks, that he knows Isabel's. Duke. We did believe no less.
Ang. This is a strange abuse:*_Let's see Know you that friar Lodowick, that she speaks
thy face. F. Peter. I know him for a man divine and Mari. My husband bids me; now I will unNot scurvy, nor a temporary medler, [holy;
(Unveiling. As he's reported by this gentleman ;
This is that face, thou cruel Angelo,
[on: And, on my trust, a man that never yet Which once thou swor'st was worth the looking Did, as he vouches, misreport your grace.
This is the hand, which, with a vow'd contráct, Lucio. My lord, most villainously; believe it. Was fast belock'd in thine : this is the body F. Peter. Well, he in time may come to clear That took away the match from Isabel, himself;
And did supply thee at thy garden-house, But at this instant he is sick, my lord,
In her imagin'd person. Of a strange fever: Upon his meret request, Duke. Know you this woman? (Being come to knowledge that there was com- Lucio. Carnally, she says. plaint
Duke. Sirrah, no more. Intended 'gainst lord Angelo,) came I hither, Lucio. Enough, my lord. To speak, as from his mouth, what he doth Ang. My lord, I must confess I know this know
marriage Is true and false ; and what he, with his oath, And, five years since, there was some speech of And all probation, will make up full clear, Betwixt myself and her; which was broke off, Whensoever he's convented. First, for this Partly, for that her promised proportions (To justify this worthy nobleman, (woman; Came short of composition;t but, in chief, So vulgarlyg and personally accus'd,) For that her reputation was disvalued Her shall you hear disproved to her eyes,
In levity: since which time of five years, Till she herself confess it.
I never spake with her, saw her, nor heard from Duke. Good friar, let's hear it.
Upon my faith and honour.
[her, (ISABELLA is carried off guarded; and
Mari. Noble prince, MARIANA comes forward. As there comes light from heaven, and words Do you not smile at this, lord Angelo?
from breath, O heaven! the vanity of wretched fools! - As there is sense in truth, and truth in virtute, Give us some seats.—Come, cousin Angelo; I am affianc'd this man's wife, as strongly In this I'll be impartial; be you judge As words could make up vows: and, my good Of your own cause. Is this the witness, friar?
house, First, let her show her face; and after speak. But Tuesday night last gone, in his garden
He knew me as a wife: As this is true * Convened.
1 Her fortune fell ghort.
Let me in safety raise me from my knees; Duke. Respect to your great place! and let Or else for ever be confixed here,
the devil A marble monument !
Be sometime honour'd for his burning throne: Ang. I did but smile till now; [tice; Where is the duke ? 'tis he should hear me Now, good my lord, give me the scope of jus
speak: My patience here is touch'd : I do perceive, Escal. The duke's in us; and we will hear you: These poor informal* women are no more Look, you speak justly. But instruments of some more mightier member Duke. Boldly, at least :-But,0, poor souls, That sets them on : Let me have way, my lord, Come you to seek the lamb here of the fox? To find this practicet out.
Good night to your redress. Is the duke gone? Duke. Ay, with my heart ; (sure. Then is your cause gone too. The duke's unAnd punish them unto your height of plea- Thus to retort* your manifest appeal, (just, Thou foolish friar; and thou pernicious woman, And put your trial in the villain's mouth, Compact with her that's gone! think’st thou, Which here you come to accuse. thy oaths,
Lucio. This is the rascal; this is he I spoke of. Though they would swear down each parti- Escal. Why, thou unreverend and unhallow'd cular saint,
friar! Were testimonies against his worth and credit, Is't not enough, thou hast suborn'd these women That's seal'd in approbation ?-You, lord Es- To accuse this worthy man; but, in foul mouth, calus,
And in the witness of his proper ear, Sit with my cousin ; lend him your kind pains To call him villain?
(self: To find out this abuse, whence 'tis deriv'd. And then to glance from him to the duke himThere is another friar that set them on; To tax him with injustice?- Take him hence; Let him be sent for.
To the rack with him :--We'll touze you joint F. Peter. Would he were here, my lord ; for
(just ? he, indeed,
But we will know this purpose :-What? unHath set the woman on to this complaint : Duke. Be not so hot: the duke Your provost knows the place where he abides, Dare no more stretch this finger of mine, than he And he may fetch him.
Dare rack his own; his subject am I not, Duke. Go, do it instantly.- (Erit Provost. Nor here provincial :t My business in this state And you, my noble and well-warranted cousin, Made me a looker-on here in Vienna, Whom it concerns to hear this matter forth, Where I have seen corruption boil and bubble, Do with your injuries as seems you best, Till it o'er-run the stew: laws, for all faults ; In any chastisement: I for a while
But faults so countenanc'd, that the strong Will leave you; but stir not you, till you have
statutes Determined upon these slanderers. (well Stand like the forfeits in a barber's shop,
Escal. My lord, we'll do it thoroughly.-[Erit As much in mock as mark. Duke.) Signior Lucio, did not you say, you Escal. Slander to the state! Away with him knew that friar Lodowick to be a dishonest
to prison. person?
Ang. What can you vouch against him, sigLucio. Cucullus non facit monachum : honest
nior Lucio? in nothing, but in his clothes; and one that Is this the man that you did tell us of? hath spoke most villainous speeches of the duke. Lucio. 'Tis he, my lord. Come hither, good
Escal. We shall entreat you to abide here man bald-pate: Do you know me? till he come, and enforce them against him; we Duke. I remember you, Sir, by the sound of shall find this friar a notable fellow.
your voice: I met you at the prison, in the abLucio. As any in Vienna, on my word. sence of the duke.
Escal. Call that same Isabel here once again; Lucio. O, did you so? And do you remember [To an Attendant.] I would speak with her: what you said of the duke? Pray you, my lord, give me leave to question ; Duke. Most notedly, Sir. you shall see how I'll handle her.
Lucio. Do you go, Sir? And was the duke a Lucio. Not better than he, by her own report. flesh-monger, a fool, and a coward, as you then Escal. Say you?
reported him to be? Lucio. Marry, Sir, I think, if you handled her Duke. You must, Sir, change persons with privately, she would sooner confess; perchance, me, ere you make that my report: you, indeed, publicly she'll be ashamed.
spoke so of him; and much more, much worse. Re-enter Officers, with ISABELLA, the Duke, in pluck thee by the nose, for thy speeches?
Lucio. O thou damnable fellow! Did not I the Friar's habit, and Provost.
Duke. I protest, I love the duke, as I love myEscal. I will go darkly to work with her. self.
Lucio. That's the way; for women are light Ang. Hark! how the villain would close now, at midnight.
after his treasonable abuses. Escal. Come on, mistress : [TO ISABELLA. Escal. Such a fellow is not to be talk'd withhere's a gentlewoman denies all that you have al:-Away with him to prison :- Where is the said.
provost ?--Away with him to prison ; lay bolts Lucio. My lord, here comes the rascal I spoke enough upon him : let him speak no more :of; here with the provost.
Away with those giglotsi too, and with the Escal. In very good time: speak not you to other confederate companion. him, till we call upon you.
[The Provost lays hands on the DUKE.] Lucio. Mum.
Duke. Stay, Sir; stay a while. Escal. Come, Sir: Did you set these women
Ang. What! resists he? Help him, Lucio. on to slander lord Angelo? they have confess’d Lricio. Come, Sir; come, Sir; come, Sir; you did.
foh, Sir: Why, you bald-pated, lying rascal ! Duke. Tis false.
you must be hooded, must you ? Show your Escal. How! know you where you are? knave's visage, with a pox to you! show your
sheep-biting face, and be hang'd an hour! | Thereon dependant, for your brother's life.) Will❜t not off? 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; [sure. Like doth quit like, and Measure still for MeaThen, Angelo, thy fault's thus manifested; Which though thou would'st deny, denies the vantage:
[Pulls off the Friar's hood, and discovers
Duke. Thou art the first knave, that e'er made
First, Provost, let me bail these gentle three:-
Must have a word anon :-lay hold on him.
Ang. O my dread lord,
I should be guiltier than my guiltiness,
No longer session hold upon my shame,
Duke. Come hither, Mariana :-
Duke. Go take her hence, and marry her in-
Do you the office, friar; which consummate, Return him here again:-Go with him, Provost. [Exeunt ANGELo, Mariana, Peter, and PROVOST.
Escal. My lord, I am more amazed at his dis-
Duke. Come hither, Isabel:
Isab. O, give me pardon,
We do condemn thee to the very block
Mari. O, my most gracious lord,
I hope you will not mock me with a husband! Duke. It is your husband mock'd you with a husband:
That life is better life, past fearing death,
Whose salt imagination yet hath wronged
* Service. † Devices,
That I, your vassal, have employ’d and pain'd For being a little bad: so may my husband. Your unknown sovereignty.
Duke. You are pardon'd, Isabel:
And now, dear maid, be you as free to us.
O, Isabel! will you not lend a knee?
His act did not o'ertake his bad intent;
Mari. Merely, my lord.
Duke. Your suit's unprofitable; stand up, 1
I have bethought me of another fault:—