Lucio. Thou'rt right, girl; more o' that. Lucio. Art avis'd o' that? more on't. Ang. Why do you put these sayings upon me? That skins the vice o' th' top: go to your bofom; Let it not found a thought upon your tongue Ang. She fpeaks, and 'tis fuch fenfe, That my fenfe breeds with it. Fare you well. Ang. I will bethink me: come again to morrow. Ifab. Hark, how I'll bribe you: good my lord, turn back. Ang. How? bribe me? Ifab. Ay, with such gifts, that heav'n fhall flare with you. Lucio. You had marr'd all elfe. Ifab. Not with fond fhekles of the tested gold, Ang. Well, come to morrow. Lucio. Go to ; 'tis well; away. Ifab. Heav'n keep your Honour fafe! For I am that way going to temptation, Where prayers cross. Ifab. At what hour to morrow Shall I attend your lordship? Ang. At any time 'fore noon. Ifab. Save your Honour! [Exe. Lucio and Ifabella. Ang. Ang. From thee; even from thy virtue. Do, as the carrion does, not as the flower, And pitch our evils there? oh, fie, fie, fie! When judges fteal themselves. What? do I love her, And feast upon her eyes? what is't I dream on? To fin in loving virtue: ne'er could the ftrumpet, Duke. SCENE changes to a Prifon. [Exit. Enter Duke habited like a Friar, and Provoft. H Duke. Bound by my charity, and my blest Order, I come to vifit the afflicted fpirits Here in the prifon; do me the common right Prov. I would do more than that, if more were needful. Enter Juliet. Look, here comes one; a gentlewoman of mine, Duke. When must he die? Prov. As I do think, to morrow. [To Juliet. Duke. Repent you, fair one, of the fin you carry? Juliet. I do; and bear the fhame most patiently. Duke. I'll teach you, how you fhall arraign your conscience, And try your penitence, if it be found, Or hollowly put on. Juliet. I'll gladly learn. Duke. Love you the man that wrong'd you? Juliet. Yes, as I love the woman that wrong'd him. Duke. So then, it seems, your moft offenceful A&t Was mutually committed. Juliet. Mutually. Duke. Then was your fin of heavier kind than his. (12) Who falling in the Flaws of her own Youth, Hath blifter'd her Report.] As, blifter'd, follows in the fecond Line, Mr. Warburton ingeniously advises to read Flames in the firft. And it is the Metaphor our Author elsewhere chooses to use. So Polanius in Hamlet. I do know, When the blood burns, how prodigal the Soul Lends the Tongue Vorus. These Blazes, oh, my daughter, &c. And fo the Countess, in All's Well that ends Well. Nat'ral Rebellion, done i'th' Blaze of Youth, When Oyl and Fire, too ftrong for Reafon's force, And fo Profpero, in The Tempest; do not give Dalliance Too much the rein; the ftrongest Oaths are Straw Juliet. I do confess it, and repent it, father. Duke. 'Tis meet fo, daughter; but repent you not, As that the fin hath brought you to this fhame? Which forrow's always tow'rds our felves, not heaven; Showing we'd not feek heaven, as we love it, But as we stand in fear. Juliet. I do repent me, as it is an evil; And take the fhame with joy. Duke. There reft. Your partner, as I hear, muft die to morrow, So grace go with you; benedicite. [Exit, Juliet. Muft die to morrow! oh, injurious love, Prov. 'Tis pity of him. [Exeunt. SCENE changes to the PALACE. Enter Angelo. "Ang. WHEN I would pray and think, I think and pray To fev'ral fubjects: "heav'n hath my empty words, As if I did but only chew its name; Enter Enter Servant. How now, who's there? Serv. One Ifabel, a fifter, defires access to you, And difpoffeffing all my other parts So play the foolish throngs with one that fwoons; Ifab. I am come to know your pleasure. Ang. That you might know it, would much better please me, Than to demand, what 'tis. Your brother cannot live, Ifab. Under your Sentence? Ang. Yea Ifab. When, I beseech you? that in his reprieve, Longer or fhorter, he may be fo fitted, That his foul ficken not. Ang. Ha? fie, these filthy vices! 'twere as good To pardon him, that hath from nature ftol'n A man already made, as to remit Their fawcy fweetness, that do coin heav'n's image As to put Metal in restrained means, To make a false one. Ifab. 'Tis fet down so in heav'n, but not in earth. Ang. And fay you fo? then I fhall poze you quickly. 24 Which |