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Making booth it unable for itself,
Accountant to the law upon that pain.
Ang. Admit no other way to save his life,
But in the loss of question,) that you, his sister,
Finding yourself desir'd of such a person,
Whose credit with the judge, or own great place,
No earthly mean tosave him, but that either
You must lay down the treasures of your body
To this supposed, or else let him sull'er;
What would you do?
That is, Were I under the terms of death,
(Retiring. That longing I have been sick for, ere I'd yield
Ang. Then must your brother die.
Isab. And’lwere the cheaper way:
Betterit were, a brother died at once,
Should die for ever.
Ang. Were not you then as cruel as the sentence,
Isab. Ignomy in ransom, and free pardon,
Are of two houses: lawful mercy
Ang. You seem'd of late to make the law a tyrant;
And rather prov'd the sliding of your brother
A merriment than a vice.
Isab. O, pardon me, my lord; it oft falls out,
Isab. Else let my brother die,
If not a feodary, but only he,
Owe, and succeed by weakness.
Ang. Nay, women are frailtoo.
Which are as easy broke, as they make forms.
Women! – Help heaven! men their creation mar
For we are soft, as our complexions are,
And credulous to false prints.
Ang. I think it well:
And from this testimony of your own sex,
(Since, I suppose, we are made to be no stronger
Than faults may shake our frames) let me be bold;-
I do arrest your words; be that you are,
That is, a woman; if you be more, you're none;
By all external warrants,) show it now,
By putting on the destin'd livery.
Let me entreat you speak the former language!
Ang. Plainly conceive, I love you.
Isab. My brother did love Juliet; and you tell me,
That he shall die for it.
Isab. I know, your virtue hath a licence in't,
To pluck on others.
My words express my purpose.
İsab. Ila! little hovour to be much believ'd,
I will proclaim thee, Angelo; look for't:
Sign me a present pardon for my brother,
Or, with an outstretch'd throat, I'll tell the world
Aloud, what man thou art!
Ang. Who will believe thee, Isabel ?
| But, as it were, an after-dinner's sleep,
Of palsied eld; and when thou art old, and rich,
Thou hast neither heat, affection, limb, nor beauty, And smell of calumny. I have begun;
To make thy riches pleasant. What's yet in this,
That bears the name of life? Yet in this life
Lichid more thousand deaths : yet death we fear,
That inakes these odds all even.
To sue to live, I find, I seek to die,
And, seeking death, find life. Let it come on!
Isab. What, ho! Peace here; grace and good company!
Prov. Who's there? come in: the wish deserves a
(Exit. Claud. Most holy sir, Ithauk you.
Prov. Andvery welcome.--Look, signior,here's your That bear in them one and the self-same tongue,
Duke. Provost, a word with you.
Prov. As many as you please.
(Exeunt Duke and Provost. Though he hath fallen by prompture of the blood, Claud. Now, sister, what's the comfort? Yet hath he in him such a mind of honour,
Isab. Why, as all comforts are, most good in deed :
Lord Angelo, having affairs to heaven,
Where you shall be an everlasting leiger:
Therefore your best appointment make with speed;
Claud. Is there no remedy?
Isab. None, but such remedy, as, to save a head,
Claud. But is there any?
Isab. Yes, brother, you may live;
There is a devilish mercy in the judge,
Enter Duke, Claudio, and Provost. But fetter you till death.
Though all the world's vastidity you had,
To a determin'd scope.
Would bark your honour from that trunk you bear,
Claud. Let me know the point.
And six or seven winters more respect
In corporal sufferance finds a pang as great
As when a giant dies.
From flowery tenderness? If Imust die,
I will encounter darkness as a bride,
As falcon doth the fowl,—is yet a devil;
Claud. The princely Angelo? .
Isab. O, 'tis the conning livery of hell,
Isab. I have no superfluous leistire; my stay must be The damned'st body to invest and cover
stolen out of other affairs; but I will atteud you a while. In princely guards! Dost thon think, Claudio, Duke. (To Claudio, aside.] Son, I have overheard If I would yield him my virginity,
what hath past between you and your sister. Angelo Thou might'st be freed ?
had never the purpose to corrupt her; only he hath Claud. O, heavens! it cannot be.
made an essay of her virtue, to practise his judgment Isab. Yes, he would give it thee, from this rank with the disposition of natures: she, having the truth offence,
of honour in her, hath made him that gracious denial, So to offend him still: this night's the time,
which heis most glad to receive:Iam confessor to AnThat I should do what I abhor to name,
gelo, and I know this to be true; therefore prepare Or else thou diest to-morrow,
yourself to death! Do not satisfy your resolution with Claud. Thou shalt not do't,
hopes that are fallible: to-morrow you must die; go Isab. O, were it but my life,
to your knees, and make ready. I'd throw it down for your deliverance
Claud. Let me ask my sister pardon. I am so out of As frankly, as a pin!
love with life, that I will sue to be rid ofit. Claud. Thanks, dear Isabel !
Duke, Hold you there! Farewell. (Exit Claudio. Isab. Be ready, Claudio, for your death to-morrow!
Provost, a word with you.
Duke. That now you are come, you will be gone:
leave me a while with the maid; my mind promises Isab. Which is the least?
with my habit, no loss shall touch her by my company. Claud. If it were damnable, he, being so wise, Prov. In good time.
(Exit Provost. Why, would he for the momentary trick
Duke. The hand, that hath made you fair, hath made Be perdurably find ?-0 Isabel !
you good: the goodness, that is cheap in beauty, Isab. What says my brother?
makes beauty briefin goodness; but grace, being the Claud. Death is a fearful thing.
soul of your complexion, should keep the body of it Isab. And shamed life a hateful.
ever fair. The assault that Angelo hath made to you, Claud. Ay, but to die, and go, we know not where; fortune hath conveyed to my understanding; and, but Tolie in cold obstruction, and to rot;
that frailty hath examples for his falling, I should This sensible warm motion to become
wonder at Angelo. How would you do to content this Akneaded clod; and the delighted spirit
substitute, and to save your brother? To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside
Isab. I am now going to resolve him: I had rather my In thrilling regions of thick-ribbed ice;
brother die by the law, than my son should be unlawTo be imprison'd in the viewless winds,
fully born. But oh, how much is the good dukedeceived And blown with restless violence round about
in Angelo! If ever he return, and I can speak to him, The pendant world, or to be worse than worst I will open my lips in vain, or discover his
government. Of those, that lawless and incertain thoughts
Duke. That shall not be much amiss: yet, as the Imagine howling !-'tis too horrible!
matter now stands, he will avoid your accusation; he The weariest and most loathed worldly life,
made trial of you only:- Therefore, fasten your ear That age, ache, penury, and imprisonment,
on my advisings; to the love I have in doing good, a Can lay on nature, is a paradise
remedy presents itself. I do make myself believe, that To what we fear of death.
you may most uprighteously do a poor wronged lady Isab. Alas! alas!
a merited benefit, redeem your brother from the anClaud. Sweet sister, let me live!
gry law, do no stain to your own gracious person, and What sin you do to save a brother's life,
much please the absent duke, if, peradventure, he shall Nature dispenses with the deed so far,
ever return to have hearing of this business. That it becomes a virtue.
Isab. Let me hear you speak further! I have spirit to Isab. O, you beast!
do any thing, that appears not foul in the truth of my O, faithless coward ! O, dishonest wretch!
spirit. Wilt thou be made a man out of my vice?
Duke. Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful. Is't not a kind of incest, to take life
Have you not heard speak of Mariana, the sister of From thine'own sister's shame? What should I think? Frederick, the great soldier, who miscarried at sea ? Heaven shield, my mother play'd my father fair! Isab. I have heard of the lady, and good words went For such a warped slip of wilderness
with her name. Ne'er issu'd from his blood. Take my dehance! Duke. Her should this Angelo have married ; was Die; perish! might but my bending down
aflianced to her by oath, and the nuptial appointed: Reprieve thee from thy fate, it should proceed: between which time of the contract, and limit of the I'll pray a thousand prayers for thy death,
solemnity, her brother Frederick was wrecked at sea, No word to save thee.
having in that perish'd vessel the dowry of his sister. Claud. Nay, hear me, Isabel !
But mark, how heavily this befel to the poor gentleIsab. Ofy, fy, fy!
woman:there she lost a noble and renowned brother,in Thy sin's not accidental, but a trade:
his love toward her ever most kind and natural; with Mercy to thee would prove itself a bawd:
him, the portion and sinew of her fortune, her mar'Tis best that thou diest quickly.
(Going. riage dowry; with both, her combinate husband, this Claud. O hear me, Isabella!
Isab, Can this be so ? Did Angelo so leave her?
Duke. Left her in her tears, and dry'd not one of
pretending, in her, discoveries of dishouour: in few, Duke. Might you dispense with your leisure, I would bestowed her on her own lamentation, which she yet by and by have some speech with you: the satisfaction wears for his sake; and he, a marble to her tears, is I would require, is likewise your own beneht. washed with them, but relents not.
sently this and d
Isab. What a merit were it in death, to take this poor' Elb. He must before the deputy, sir; he has given maid from the world! What corruption in this life, him warning: the deputy cannot abide a whoremaster: that it will let this man live !—But how out of this can if he be a whoremonger, and comes before him, he were she avail ?
as good go a mile on his errand.
Elb. His neck will come to your waist, a cord, sir.
going to prison, Pompey?
Duke. It lies much in your holding up: haste you say, I sent thee thither. For debt, Pompey? Or how?
(Exeunt severally. will keep the house.
Clo. I hope, sir, your good worship will be my bail. SCENE II.—The street before the prison. Lucio. No, indeed, will I not, Pompev; it is not the Enter Duke, as a Friar; to him Elbow, Clown, and wear. I will pray, Pompey, to increase your bondage : Officers.
if you take it uot patiently, why,your mettle is the more. Elb. Nay, if there be no remedy for it, but that you Adieu, tristy Pompey.—Bless you, friar ! will needs buy and sell men and women like beasts, we Duke. And you ! shall have all the world drink brown and white bastard. Lucio. Does Bridget paint still, Pompey ? Ha ? Duke. O, heavens! what stuff is here !
Elb. Come your ways, sir; come! Clo. 'Twas never merry world, since, of two usuries, Clo. You will not bail me then, sir? the merriest was put down, and the worser allow'd by Lucio. Then, Pompey? nor now.-What news abroad, order of law a furr'd gown to keep him warm; and friar? What news? furr'd with fox andlambskins too, to signify, that craft, Elb. Come your ways, sir; come! being richer than innocency, stands for the facing. Luciv. Go-to kennel, Pompey, go! Elb.Come your way,sir !-Bless you, good father friar !
[E.reunt Elbow, Clown, and Officers. Duke. And you, good brother father! What offence What news, friar, of the duke? hath this man made you, sir?
Duke. I know none. Can you tell me of any? Elb. Marry, sir, he hath offended the law; and, sir, Lucio. Some say, he is with the emperor of Pussia : we take him to be a thief too, sir; for we have found other some, he is in Rome: but where is he, think you? upon him, sir, a strange picklock, which we have sent Duke. I know not where: but wheresoever, I wish lim to the deputy:
well. Duke. Fy, sirrah ; a bawd, a wicked bawd!
Lucio. It was a mad fantastical trick of him to steal The evil that thou causest to be done,
from the state, and usurp the beggary he was never That is thy means to live. Do thou but think
born to. Lord Angelo dukes it well in his absence: he What’tis to cram a maw, or clothe a back,
puts transgression to't.
Duke. He does well in't.
Lucio. A little more lenity to lechery would do no
harm in him : something too crabbed that way, friar. Çanst thon believe thy living is a life,
Duke.It is too general a vice, and severity must cureit. So stinkingly depending? Go, mend, go, mend! Lucio. Yes, in good sooth, the vice is of a great kinClo. Indeed, it does stink in some sort, 'sir ; but yet, dred; it is well ally'd : butit is impossible to extirp it sir, I wonld prove
quite, friar, till eating and drinking be put down. Duke. Nay, if the devil have given thee proofs for sin, They say, this Ange was not made by man and woman, Thou wilt prove his.- Take him to prison, officer ; after the downright way of creation: is it true, think Correction and instruction must both work,
Duke. How should he be made then? Ere this rude beast will profit.
Lucio. Some report, a sea-maid spawn'd him:
Some, that he was begot between two stockfishes :-- The whitest virtue strikes. What king so strong,
Enter Escalus, Provost, Bawd, and Officers.
me: mistress KateKeep-down was with child by him in Lucio. O, sir, yon are deceived !
the duke's time, he promised her marriage; his child is Duke. 'Tis not possible.
a year and a quarter old,come Philip and Jacob: I have Lucio, Who? not the duke? yes, your beggar of kept it myself; and see how he goes about to abuse me! fifty; – and his use was, to put a ducatin her clack- Escal. That fellow is a fellow of much licence:-let dish : the duke had crotchets in him: he would be him be called before us. Away with her to prison! Go drunk too; that let me inform yoti,
to; no more words (Exeunt Bawd and officers.]ProDuke. You do him wrong, surely!
vost, my brother Angelo will not be alter'd, Claudio Lucio, Sir, I was an inward ofhis: a shy fellow was must die to-morrow: let him be furnish'd with dithe duke: and, I believe, I know the cause of his with- vines, and have all charitable preparation; if my brodrawing.
ther wrought by my píty, it should not be so with him. Duke. What, I pr’ythee, might be the cause? Prov. So please you, this friar hath been with him, Lucio.No,-pardon;-?tis a secret must be lock'dwithin and advisei him for the entertainment of death. the teeth and the lips:but this I can let you understand, Escal. Good evil, good father! -the greater file of the subject held the duke to be wise. Duke, Bliss and goodness on you ! Duke. Wise? why, no question but he was! Escal, Of whence are
are you? Lucio.A very superficial,ignorant,nd weighing fellow. Duke. Not of this eountry, though my chance is now Duke. Either this is envy in you, folly, or mistaking; To use it for my time: I am a brother the very stream of his life, and the business he hath Of gracious order, late come from the see, helmed, must, upon a warranted need, give him a In special business from his holiness. better proclamation. Let him be but testimonied in Escal, What news abroad i' the world? his own bringings forth, and he shall appear to the Duke. None, but that there is so great a fever on envious a scholar, a statesman, and a soldier: there- goodness, that the dissolution of it must cure it: nofore, you speak unskilfully; or, if your knowledge velty is only in request; and it is as dangerous to be be more, it is much darken'd in your malice, aged in any kind of course, as it is virtuous to be conLucio. Sir, I know him, and I love him.
stant in any undertaking. Thereis scarce truthenongh Duke. Love talks with better knowledge, and know-alive, to make societies secure; but security enough, ledge with dearer love.
to make fellowships accurs’d: much upon this riddle Lucio. Come, sir, I know what I know.
runs the wisdom ofthe world. This news is old enongh, Duke. I can hardly believe that, since you know not yet it is every day's news. I pray you, sir, of what diswhat you speak. But, if ever the duke return, (as our position was the duke? prayers are he may,) let me desire you to make your Escal. One, that, above all other strifes, contended answer before him: if it be honest you have spoke,you, especially to know himself. have courage to maintain it: Iam bound to call upon Duke. What pleasure was he given to? you; and, I pray you, your name?
Escal.Rather rejoicing to see another merry, than Lucio.Sir, my name is Lucio; well known to the duke. morry at anything, which profess'd to make him reDuke. Heshallknow you better, sir, if I may live to joice: a gentleman of all temperance. But leave we him Lucio. I fear you not.
report you, to his events, with a prayer,they may prove prosperons; Duke. O, you hope the duke will return no more; or and let me desire to know, how you find Claudio you imagine me too unhurtful an opposite!But,indeed, prepared. I am made to understand, that you have . I can do you littlc harm: you'll forswear this again. lent him visitation.
Lucio. I'll be hang'd first: thou art deceived in me, Duke. Ise professes to have received no sinister meafriar! But no more of this. Canst thou tell, if Claudio sures from his judge, but most willingly humbles himdie to--morrow, or no?
self to the determination of justice: yet had he framed Duke. Why should he die, sir?
to himself, by the instruction of his frailty, many
deLucio. Why? for filling a bottic with a tun-dish. I ceiving promises of life ; which I, by my good leisore, would, the duke, we talk of, were return'd again: tliis have discredited to him, and now is he resolved to die, ungenitur'd agent willunpeople the province with con Escal. You have paid the heavens your function, and tinency; sparrows must not build in his house-eaves, the prisoner the very debt of your calling. I have labecause they are lecherous. The duke yet would have bourd for the poor gentleman, to the extremest shore dark deeds darkly answer'd; he would never bring of my modesty; but my brother justice have I found so them to light: would he were return'd! Marry, this severe, that he hath forced me to tell him, he is indeed Claudio is condemu'd for untrnssing. Farewell, good-justice. friar; I pr’ythee, pray for me! The duke, I say to thee Duke. If his own life answer the straitness of his proagain,would eat mutton on Fridays. He's now pastit; ceeding,it shall become him well; wherein,ifhe chance yet, and I say to thee, he would mouth with a beggar, to fail, he hath sentenced himself. though she smelt brown bread and garlick : say, that i Escal
. I am going to visit the prisoner. Fare you well, said so. Farewell.
[Exit. Duke. Peace be with you!' (Exeunt Escalus and Duke. No might, nor greatness in mortality Can censure'scape; back-wounding calumny He, who the sword of heaven will bear,