Ay, my lord, the same: Madam, you have done me wrong, Have I, Malvolio? no. Notorious wrong. Why you have given me such clear lights of favor; Oli. Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing, First told me, thou wast mad; then cain'st in smiling, Fub. May rather pluck on laughter than revenge; O.i. Alas, poor fool! how have they baffled thee! Cio. Why, some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrown upon them. I was one, sir, in this interlude; one sir To pas, sir; but that's all one: - - By the Lord, font. I um not mad ;- But do you remember? Mu tam, why laugh you at such a burrren rascal? an you smile not, he's gagg'd: And thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges. Mal. I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you. Exit. Oli. He hath been most notoriously abused. Clo. When that I was and a little tiny boy, But when I came to man's estate, But when I came, alas! to wire, But when I came unto my bed, When hey, ho, the wind and the rain, A great while ago the world begun, Shall serve. ¡CENE I.—An Apartment in the Duke's Palace. Enter Duke, ESCALUS, and Lords. Duke. Escalus, Fr. My lord. Duke. Of government the properties to unfold, Would seem in me t' affect speech and discourse, ince I am put to know, that your own science reeds in that the lists of all advice My strength can give you: Then no more remains But that to your sufficiency, as your worth is able, And let them work. The nature of our people, arcity's institutions, and the terms or common justice, y' are as pregnant in That we remember: There is our commission, hither, Sr. bid come before us, Angelo.- you must know, we have with special soul ected him our absence to supply; ent him our terror, drest him with our love, given his deputations all the organs ur own power: What think you of it? Ese. If any in Vienna be of worth undergo such ample grace and honor, tis lord Angelo. Dike Enter ANGELO. Call Look, where he comes. Ang. Always obedient to your grace's will, me to know your pleasure. Angelo, here is a kind of character in thy life, at, to th, bserver, doth thy history uly unf1:-Thyself, and thy belongings, e not the own so proper, as to waste yself on thy virtues, them on thee. eventh with us, as we with torches do, lihem for themselves: for if our virtues id not forth of us, 'twere all alike 6 As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch d Both thanks and use: but I do bend my speech In our remove, be thou at full ourself; Ang. Now, good my lord, Let there be some more test made of my metal, Before so noble and so great a figure Be stamp'd upon it. Duke. No more evasion: We have with a leaven'd and prepar'd choice Ang. Nor need you, on mine honor, have to do So to enforce or qualify the laws As to your soul seems good:-Give me your hands But do not like to stage me to their eyes: 81 2 Gent. Amen. Lucio. Thou concludest like the sanctimonious pirate, that went to sea with the ten commandments, but scraped one out of the table. 2 Gent. Thou shalt not steal? Lucio. Ay, that he razed. 1 Gent. Why, 'twas a commandment to command the captain and all the rest from their functions; they put forth to steal: there's not a soldier of us all, that, in the thanksgiving before meat, doth relish the petition well that prays for peace. 2 Gent. I never heard any soldier dislike it. Lucio. I believe thee; for, I think, thou never wast where grace was said. 2 Gent. No? a dozen times at least. 1 Gent. What? in metre? Lucio. In any proportion, or in any language. 1 Gent. I think, or in any religion. Lucio. Ay! why not? Grace is grace, despite of all controversy: as, for example, thou thyself art a wicked villain, despite of all grace. 1 Gent. Well, there went but a pair of sheers between us. Lucio. I grant; as there may between the lists and the velvet: thou art the list. 1 Gent. And thou the velvet: thou art good velvet: thou art a three-pil'd piece, I warrant thee: I had as lief be a list of an English kersey, as be pil'd, as thou art pil d. for a French velvet. Do I speak feelingly now? Lucio. I think thou dost; and, indeed, with most painful feeling of thy speech: I will, out of thine own confession, learn to begin thy health; but, whilst I live, forget to drink after thee. 1 Gent. I think I have done myself wrong; have I not? 2 Gent. Yes, that thou hast; whether thou art tainted, or free. Lucio. Behold, behold, where Madam Mitigation comes! I have purchased as many diseases under her roof, as come to 2 Gent. To what, I pray? 1 Gent. Judge. 2 Gent. To three thousand dollars a year. 1 Gent. Ay, and more. Lucio. A French crown more. 1 Gent. Thou art always figuring diseases in me: but thou art full of error; I am sound. Lucio. Nay, not as one would say, healthy, but so sound, as things that are hollow: thy bones are hollow; impiety has made a feast of thee. Lucio But, after all this foeling, 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 tow 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 Gentlemer. Bard. 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? Enter Clown. Clown. Yonder man is carried to prison. Bawd. But what's his offence? Clown. Groping for trouts in a peculiar river. Bawd. What, is there a maid with child by him' 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? down too, but that a wise burgher put in for them. Clown. They shall stand for seed: they had gere Bawd. But, shall all our houses of resort in the suburbs be pulled down? Clown. To the ground, mistress. Bawd. Why, here's a change indeed in the commonwealth: what shall become of me? lack no clients. Though you change your place. Clown. Come, fear not you; good counsello ster still. Courage; there will be pity taken on your you need not change your trade; I'll be your tip service, you will be considered. you that have worn your eyes almost out i th let's withdraw. Bawd. What's to do here? Thomas Tapster. Clown. Here comes Signior Claudio, led by the provost to prison: and there's madam Juliet. SCENE III- The same [Exeur! Lucio. Why, how now, Claudio? whence come this restraint? Claud. From too much liberty, my Lucio, lib erty: As surfeit is the father of much fast, Lucio. If I could speak so wisely under an arrest I would send for certain of my creditors: And yet to say the truth, I had as lief have the foppery ot freedom, as the morality of imprisonment.-What thy offence, Claudio? Claud. What, but to speak of would offend again Lucio. Lechery? Claud. Call it so. -Lucio, a word [Takes aside Prov. Away, sir; you must go. Lucio. A hundred, if they'll do you any good. Is lechery so took'd after! Curud. Thus stands it with me:- - Upou a true contract, I got possession of Julietta's bed; You know the lady; she is fast my wife, From whom we thought it meet to hide our love, The stealth of our most mutual intercourse, Claud. Unhappily, even so. And the new deputy now for the duke, Whether it be the fault and glimpse of newness, Ur whether that the body public be A horse where on the governor doth ride, He can command, let's it straight fee. the spur: fit in his eminence that fills it up, I stagger in: - But this new governor Which have, like unscoured armor, hung by the wall So long, that nineteen zodiacs have gone round, Lucio. I warrant, it is: and thy head stands so ticale on thy shoulders, that a milk-maid, if she be love, may sigh it off. Send after the duke, and appeal to him. Curd. I have done so, but he's not to be found. I pr'ythee, Lucio, do me this kind service: This day my sister should the cloister enter, And there receive her approbation: Acquaint her with the danger of my state; ladore her, in my voice, that she inake friends the stric deputy: bid herself assay him; I have great hope in that: for in her youth There is a prone and speechless dialect, Such as moves men: beside, she hath prosperous art When she will play with reason and discourse, And well she can persuade. Luc. I pray, she may: as well for the encouragement of the like, which else would stand under nevous imposition; as for the enjoying of thy life, who I would be sorry should be thus foolishly lost a game of tick-tack. I'll to her. Claud. I thank you, good friend Lucio. Lucio. Within two hours, Claud. Come, oflicer, away. SCENE IV. A Monastery. Enter Duke and Friar THOMAS. [Excunt. Juke. No; holy father; throw away that thought; Bel eve not that the dribbling dart of love Can pierce a complete bosom: why I desire thee To give me secret harbor, hath a purpose More grave and wrinkled than the aims and ends of taraing youth. Fri. May your grace speak of it! A man of stricture and firm abstinence) Duke. We have strict statutes, and most biting laws. The needful bits and curbs for headstrong steeds.) That goes not out to prey: Now, as fond fathers Sith 'twas my fault, to give the people scope, 'Twould be my tyranny to strike, and gall them For what I bid them do: For we bid this be done, When evil deeds have their permissive pass, And not the punishment. Therefore, indeed, my father, I have on Angelo imposed the office; Who may, in the ambush of my name, strike homa, And yet my nature never in the sight, To do it slander: And to behold his sway, I will, as 'twere a brother of your order, Visit both prince and people: therefore, I pr'ythee, Is more to bread than stone: Hence shall we see, SCENE V. A Nunnery. Enter ISABELLA and FRANCISCA. Isab. And have you nuns no further privileges? Fran. Are not these large enough! Isab. Yes, truly: I speak not as desiring more; But rather wishing a more strict restraint Upon the sisterhood, the votarists of saint Clare. Lucio. Ho! Peace be in this place! [Within Ivab. Who's that which calls! Fran. It is a man's voice: Gentle Isabella, Turn you the key, and know his business of him; You may, I may not; you are yet unsworn: When you have vowed, you must not speak with men, But in the presence of the prioress: [Exit FRANCISCA. Isab. Peace and prosperity! Who is't that calls? Enter LUCIO. Lucio. Hail, virgin, if you be; as those cheek-roses Proclaim you are no less! Can you so stead me, As bring me to the sight of Isabella, A novice of this place, and the fair sister Isab. Why her unhappy brother? let me ask; Lucio. Gentle and fair, your brother kindly greets you: Not to be weary with you, he's in prison. Lucio. For that which if myself might be his judge, He should receive his punishment in thanks: Isab. Sir, make me not your story. It is true. I would not-though 'tis my familiar sin Isah. You do blaspheme the good in mocking me. Lucio. Do not believe it. Fewness and truth,' 'tis thus: Your brother and his lover have embraced: Do not make a jest of me. 1 In few and true words. Isub. O, let him marry her! Lucio. This is the point. The duke is very strangely gone from hence; Bore many gentlemen, myself being one, In hand, and hope of action: but we do learn By those that know the very nerves of state, His givings-out were of an infinite distance From his true-meant design. Upon his place, And with full line of his authority, Governs lord Angelo; a man, whose blood Is very snow-broth; one who never feels The wanton stings and motions of the sense; But doth rebate and blunt his natural edge With profits of the mind, study and fast. He (to give fear to use and liberty, Which have, for long, run by the hideous law, As mice by lions) hath pick'd out an act, Under whose heavy sense your brothers life Falls into forfeit! he arrests him on it; And follows close the rigor of the statute, Assay the power you have. Isub. My power! Alas! I doubt,— Lucio. Our doubts are traitors And make us lose the good we oft might win, By fearing to attempt: Go to lord Angelo, And let him learn to know, when maidens sue, Men give like gods; but when they weep and kneel All their petitions are as freely theirs As they themselves would owe them. Isab. I'll see what I can do. Lucio. But speedily Isab. I will about it straight: No longer staying but to give the mother Notice of my affair. I humbly thank you: Commend me to my brother: soon at night I'll send him certain word of my success. Lucio. I take my leave of you. Isab. Good sir, adieu [Exeunt ACT II. SCENE I-A Hall in Angelo's House. Some rise by sin, and some by virtue tall. Some run from brakes of vice, and answer none; Enter ANGELO, ESCALUS, Provost, Officers, and And some condemned for a fault alone. other Attendants. man, Whom I would save, had a most noble father. (Whom I believe to be most straight in virtue,) Ang. 'Tis one thing to be tempted, Escalus, The jury, passing on the prisoners life, Enter ELBOW, FROTH, Clown, Officers, &c. Elb. Come, bring them away: if these be good people in a common weal,s that do nothing but us their abuses in common houses, I know no law bring them away. Ang. How now, sir! what's your name? and what's the matter?' Elb. If it please your honor. I am the poor duke constable, and my name is Elbow; I do lean upor justice, sir, and do bring in here before your good honor two notorious benefactors. Ang. Benefactors? Well; what benefactors are they are they not malefactors? what they are: but precise villains they are, that Elb. If it please your honor, I know not wel world, that good christians ought to have. am sure of; and void of all profanation in the Escal. This comes off well; here's a wise officer Ang. Go to: what quality are they of! Elbow is your name? Why dost thou not speak, Elbow Člo. He cannot, sir; he's out at elbow. Ang. What are you, sir? Elb. He, sir? a tapster, sir; parcel bawd: one that serves a bad woman; whose house, sir, was, as Guiltier than him they try: What's open made to they say, pluck'd down in the suburbs; and now justice, That justice seizes. What know the laws, That thieves do pass on thieves? 'Tis very pregnant, See that Claudio a Because. she professess a hot-house, which, I think, is a very ill house too. Escal. Dost thou detest her therefore? Elb. I say, sir, I will detest myself also, as well as she, that this house, if it be not a bawd's bee it is pity of her life, for it is a naughty house. Escal. How dost thou know that, constable Elb. Marry, sir, by my wife; who, if she had been a woman cardinally given, might have been accused in fornication, adultery, and all uncleanliness there. Escal. By the woman's means? Elb. Ay, sir, by mistress Over-done's means: but 1 Sentenced Have. Thickets, thorny |