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it so.

Nor do I think the man of safe discretion,

Lucio. Nay, not as one would say, healthy; but so That does affect it. Once more, fare you well. sound as things that are hollow : thy bones are hollow;

Ang. The heavens give safety to your purposes ! impiety has made a feast of thee.
Escal. Lead forth, and bring you back in happiness!

Enter Bawd.
Duke. I thank


you well.

1 Gent. How now? Which of your hips has the most
Escal. I shall desire you, sir, to give me leave profound sciatica ?
To have free speech with you; and it concerns me Bawd. Well, well; there's one yonder arrested, and
To look into the bottom of my place :

carried to prison, was worth five thousand of you all. A power I have, but of what strength and nature 2 Gent. Who's that, I pray thee ? I am not yet instructed.

Bawd. Marry, sir, that's Claudio; signior Claudio. Ang. 'Tis so with me. Let us withdraw together, 1 Gent. Claudio to prison ! 'tis not so. And we may soon our satisfaction have

Bawd. Nay, but I know, 'tis so; I saw him arrested; Touching that point.

saw him carried away; and, which is more, within these Escal. I'll wait upon your honour. [Exeunt. three days his head is to be chopped off. SCENE II.-A Street.

Lucio. But, after all this fooling, I would not have

Art thou sure of this?
Enter Lucio and two Gentlemen.

Bawd. I am too sure of it; and it is for getting Lucio. If the duke, with the other dukes, come not madam Julietta with child. to composition with the king of Hungary, why then, Lucio. Believe me, this may be : he promised to all the dukes fall upon the king.

meet me two hours since, and he was ever precise in 1 Gent. Heaven grant us its peace, but not the king promise-keeping. of Hungary's!

2 Gent. Besides, you know, it draws something near 2 Gent. Amen.

to the speech we had to such a purpose. Lucio. Thou concludest like the sanctimonious pirate, 1 Gent. But most of all, agreeing with the proclamathat went to sea with the ten commandments, but tion. scraped one out of the table.

Lucio. Away: let's go learn the truth of it. 2 Gent. Thou shalt not steal ?

[Exeunt Lucio and Gentlemen. Lucio. Ay, that he razed.

Bawd. Thus, what with the war, what with the 1 Gent. Why? 'Twas a commandment to command sweat, what with the gallows, and what with poverty, I the captain and all the rest from their functions: they am custom-shrunk. How now? what's the news with put forth to steal. There's not a soldier of us all, that, you ? in the thanksgiving before meat, doth relish the peti

Enter Clown. tion well that

for peace.

Clo. Yonder man is carried to prison. 2 Gent. I never heard any soldier dislike it.

Bawd. Well : what has he done? Lucio. I believe thee ; for, I think, thou never wast Clo. A woman. where grace was said.

Bawd. But what's his offence ? 2 Gent. No? a dozen times at least.

Clo. Groping for trouts in a peculiar river. 1 Gent. What, in metre?

Bawd. What, is there a maid with child by him? Lucio. In any proportion, or in any language. Clo. No; but there's a woman with maid by him. 1 Gent. I think, or in any religion.

You have not heard of the proclamation, have you? Lucio. Ay; why not? Grace is grace, despite of all Bawd. What proclamation, man? controversy : as for example ; thou thyself art a wicked Clo. All bawdy houses in the suburbs of Vienna villain, despite of all grace.

must be pluck'd down. 1 Gent. Well, there went but a pair of sheers be- Bawd. And what shall become of those in the city ? tween us.

Clo. They shall stand for seed: they had gone down Lucio. I grant; as there may between the lists and too, but that a wise burgher put in for them. the velvet: thou art the list.

Bawd. But shall all our houses of resort in the 1 Gent. And thou the velvet? thou art good velvet: suburbs be pull’d down? thou art a three-pil'd piece, I warrant thee. I had as Clo. To the ground, mistress. lief be a list of an English kersey, as be pil'd, as thou Bawd. Why, here's a change, indeed, in the comart pil'd, for a French velvet. Do I speak feelingly now? monwealth! What shall become of me?

Lucio. I think thou dost; and, indeed, with most Clo. Come ; fear not you: good counsellors lack no painful feeling of thy speech: I will, out of thine own clients : though you change your place, you need not confession, learn to begin thy health ; but, whilst I change your trade ; I'll be your tapster stiil. Courage! live, forget to drink after thee.

there will be pity taken on you; you that have worn 1 Gent. I think, I have done myself wrong, have I your eyes almost out in the service : you will be connot?

sidered. 2 Gent. Yes, that thou hast, whether thou art Bawd. What's to do here, Thomas Tapster? Let's tainted, or free.

withdraw. Lucio. Behold, behold, where madam Mitigation Clo. Here comes signior Claudio, led by the provost comes !

to prison; and there's madam Juliet. [Exeunt. I Gent. I have purchased as many diseases under

SCENE III.- The Same. her roof, as come to 2 Gent. To what, I pray?

Enter Provost, Claudio, and Officers. Lucio. Judge.

Claud. Fellow, why dost thou show me thus to 2 Gent. To three thousand dollars a-year.

th' world? 1 Gent. Ay, and more.

Bear me to prison, where I am committed. Lucio. A French crown more.

Prov. I do it not in evil disposition, 2 Gent. Thou art always figuring diseases in me; But from lord Angelo by special charge. but thou art full of error : I am sound.

Claud. Thus can the demi-god, authority,

Make us pay down for our offence by weight.- When she will play with reason and discourse,
The words of heaven ;-on whom it will, it will ; And well she can persuade.
On whom it will not, so: yet still 'tis just.

Lucio. I


she may: as well for the encourageEnter Lucio and two Gentlemen.

ment of the like, which else would stand under grievous Lucio. Why, how now, Claudio ? whence comes this imposition, as for the enjoying of thy life, who I would restraint?

be sorry should be thus foolishly lost at a game of tickClaud. From too much liberty, my Lucio, liberty : tack. I'll to her. As surfeit is the father of much fast,

Claud. I thank you, good friend Lucio. So every scape by the immoderate use

Lucio. Within two hours. Turns to restraint. Our natures do pursue,


Come, officer; away! [Exeunt. Like rats that ravin down their proper bane,

SCENE IV.-A Monastery.
A thirsty evil, and when we drink, we die.
Lucio. If I could speak so wisely under an arrest, I

Enter Duke, and Friar Thomas. Fould send for certain of my creditors. And yet, to Duke. No, holy father ; throw away that thought : say the truth, I had as lief have the foppery of freedom, Believe not that the dribbling dart of love as the morality of imprisonment.—What's thy offence, Can pierce a complete bosom. Why I desire thee Claudio ?

To give me secret harbour hath a purpose Claud. What but to speak of would offend again. More grave and wrinkled, than the aims and ends Lucio. What is it? murder ?

Of burning youth. Claud. No.


May your grace speak of it ? Lucio. Lechery?

Duke. My holy sir, none better knows than you Claud. Call it so.

How I have ever lov'd the life remov'd; Proo. Away, sir! you must go.

And held in idle price to haunt assemblies, Claud. One word, good friend.—Lucio, a word with Where youth, and cost, and witless bravery keeps. you.

[Takes him aside. I have deliver'd to lord Angelo Lucio. A hundred, if they'll do you any good.—Is (A man of stricture, and firm abstinence) lechery so look'd after ?

My absolute power and place here in Vienna, Claud. Thus stands it with me :-Upon a true con- And he supposes me travell’d to Poland; tract,

For so I have strew'd it in the common ear, I got possession of Julietta's bed:

And so it is receiv'd. Now, pious sir, You know the lady; she is fast my wife,

You will demand of me, why I do this ? Sare that we do the pronunciation lack

Fri. Gladly, my lord. Of outward order: this we came not to,

Duke. We have strict statutes, and most biting laws, Only for procuration of a dower

(The needful bits and curbs to head-strong steeds) Remaining in the coffer of her friends,

Which for this fourteen years we have let sleep; From whom we thought it meet to hide our love, Even like an o'er-grown lion in a cave, Till time had made them for us. But it chances, That goes not out to prey: now, as fond fathers, The stealth of our most mutual entertainment Having bound up the threat'ning twigs of birch With character too gross is writ on Juliet.

Only to stick it in their children's sight, Lucio. With child, perhaps?

For terror, not to use, in time the rod's Claud. Unhappily, even so.

More mock'd, than fear'd ; so our most just decrees, And the new deputy now for the duke,

Dead to infliction, to themselves are dead,
Whether it be the fault and glimpse of newness, And liberty plucks justice by the nose ;
Or shether that the body public be

The baby beats the nurse, and quite athwart
A borse whereon the governor doth ride,

Goes all decorum. Who, newly in the seat, that it may know


It rested in your grace He can command, lets it straight feel the spur; To unloose this tied-up justice, when you pleas'd ; Whether the tyranny be in his place,

And it in you more dreadful would have seem'd, Or in his eminence that fills it up,

Than in lord Angelo. I stagger in ;—but this new governor


I fear, too dreadful: Åwakes me all the enrolled penalties,

Sith 'twas my fault to give the people scope, Thich have, like unscour'd armour, hung by the wall "Twould be my tyranny to strike and gall

them So long, that nineteen zodiacks have gone round, For what I bid them do : for we bid this be done, And none of them been worn; and, for a name,

When evil deeds have their permissive pass, For puts the drowsy and neglected act

And not due punishment. Therefore, indeed, my father, Freshly on me :— 'tis surely, for a name.

I have on Angelo impos'd the office, Lacio. I warrant, it is; and thy head stands so Who may, in th' ambush of my name, strike home, bicile on thy shoulders, that a milk-maid, if she be in And yet my nature never in the sight, love, may sigh it off. Send after the duke, and appeal to draw on slander. And to behold his sway, to him.

I will, as 'twere a brother of your order, Cland. I have done so, but he's not to be found. Visit both prince and people: therefore, I pr’ythee, I prythee, Lucio, do me this kind service.

Supply me with the habit, and instruct me This day my sister should the cloister enter,

How I may formally in person bear me And there receive her approbation :

Like a true friar. More reasons for this action, Acquaint her with the danger of my state ;

At our more leisure shall I render you; loplore her, in my voice, that she make friends Only, this one :-Lord Angelo is precise; To the strict deputy ; bid herself essay him:

Stands at a guard with envy; scarce confesses I have great hope in that; for in her youth

That his blood flows, or that his appetite There is a prone and speechless dialect,

Is more to bread than stone: hence shall we see, Such as moves men: beside, she bath prosperous art, If power change purpose, what our seemers be. [Exeunt.

SCENE V.-A Nunnery.

Isab. Some one with child by him ?–My cousin


Lucio. Is she your cousin ?
Isab. And have you nuns no farther privileges ? Isab. Adoptedly; as school-maids change their names
Fran. Are not these large enough?

By vain, though apt, affection. Isab. Yes, truly: I speak not as desiring more, Lucio.

She it is. But rather wishing a more strict restraint

Isab. O! let him marry her. Upon the sisterhood, the votarists of saint Clare.


This is the point.
Lucio. [Within.] Ho! Peace be in this place ! The duke, who's very strangely gone from hence,

Who's that which calls ? Bore many gentlemen, myself being one,
Fran. It is a man's voice. Gentle Isabella, In hand, and hope of action ; but we do learn,
Turn you the key, and know his business of him: By those that know the very nerves of state,
You may, I may not; you are yet unsworn.

His givings out were of an infinite distance
When you have vow'd, you must not speak with men, From his true-meant design. Upon his place,
But in the presence of the prioress :

And with full line of his authority,
Then, if you speak, you must not show your face; Governs lord Angelo; a man whose blood
Or, if you show your face, you must not speak. Is very snow-broth; one who never feels

(Lucio calls. The wanton stings and motions of the sense, He calls again : I pray you, answer him.

But doth rebate and blunt his natural edge

[Exit Francisca. With profits of the mind, study and fast. Isab. Peace and prosperity! Who is't that calls ? He (to give fear to use and liberty, Enter Lucio.

Which have for long run by the hideous law, Lucio. Hail, virgin, if you be, as those cheek-roses As mice by lions,) hath pick'd out an act, Proclaim you are no less, can you so stead me, Under whose heavy sense your brother's life As bring me to the sight of Isabella,

Falls into forfeit: he arrests him on it, A novice of this place, and the fair sister

And follows close the rigour of the statute, To her unhappy brother Claudio ?

To make him an example. All hope is gone, Isab. Why her unhappy brother ? let me ask, Unless you have the grace by your


prayer The rather, for I now must make you know

To soften Angelo; and that's my pith I am that Isabella, and his sister.

Of business 'twixt


your poor brother.
Lucio. Gentle and fair, your brother kindly greets Isab. Doth he so seek his life?


Has censur'd him Not to be weary with you, he's in prison.

Already; and, as I hear, the provost hath
Isab. Woe me! for what?

A warrant for his execution.
Lucio. For that, which, if myself might be his judge, Isab. Alas! what poor ability's in me
He should receive his punishment in thanks.

To do him good ?
He hath got his friend with child.


Essay the power you have. Isab. Sir, make me not your scorn.

Isab. My power, alas! I doubt. Lucio. 'Tis true. I would not, though 'tis my Lucio.

Our doubts are traitors, familiar sin

And make us lose the good we oft might win, With maids to seem the lapwing, and to jest,

By fearing to attempt. Go to lord Angelo, Tongue far from heart, play with all virgins so: And let him learn to know, when maidens sue, I hold you as a thing ensky'd, and sainted

Men give like gods; but when they weep and kneel, By your renouncement, an immortal spirit,

All their petitions are as freely theirs And to be talk'd with in sincerity,

As they themselves would owe them. As with a saint.

Isab. I'll see what I can do. Isab. You do blaspheme the good in mocking me. Lucio.

But speedily. Lucio. Do not believe it. Fewness and truth, 'tis Isab. I will about it straight, thus :

No longer staying but to give the mother Your brother and his lover have embrac'd :

Notice of my affair. I humbly thank you : As those that feed grow full; as blossoming time, Commend me to my brother ; soon at night That from the seeding the bare fallow brings

I'll send him certain word of my success. To teeming foison, even so her plenteous womb

Lucio. I take my leave of you. Expresseth his full tilth and husbandry.


Good sir, adieu. [Exeunt.

SCENE I.-A Hall in Angelo's House. Whom I would save, had a most noble father.
Enter Angelo, Escalus, a Justice, Officers, and other (Whom ỉ believe to be most strait in virtue,)

Let but your honour know,

That, in the working of your own affections,
Ang. We must not make a scare-crow of the law, Had time coher'd with place, or place with wishing,
Setting it up to fear the birds of prey,

Or that the resolute acting of your blood And let it keep one shape, till custom make it

Could have attain'd th' effect of your own purpose, Their perch, and not their terror.

Whether you had not, sometime in your life, Escal.

Ay, but yet Err'd in this point, which now you censure him,
Let us be keen, and rather cut a little,

And pull'd the law upon you.
Than fall, and bruise to death. Alas! this gentleman, Ang. 'Tis one thing to be tempted, Escalus,


Another thing to fall. I not deny,

Elb. Prove it before these varlets here, thou honThe jury, passing on a prisoner's life,

ourable man; prove it. May in the sworn twelve hare a thief or two

Escal. [To ANGELO.] Do you hear how he misplaces? Guiltier than bim they try : what's open made to justice, Clo. Sir, she came in great with child, and longing That justice seizes : what know the laws,

(saving your honour's reverence) for stew'd prunes: sir, That thieves do pass on thieves ? "Tis very pregnant, we had but two in the house, which at that very distant The jewel that we find, we stoop and take it,

time stood, as it were, in a fruit-dish, a dish of some | Because we see it; but what we do not see

three-pence : your honours have seen such dishes : they We tread upon, and never think of it.

are not China dishes, but very good dishes. You may not so extenuate his offence,

Escal. Go to, go to: no matter for the dish, sir. For I have had such faults; but rather tell me,

Clo. No, indeed, sir, not of a pin; you are therein When I, that censure him, do so offend,

in the right; but to the point. As I say, this mistress Let mine own judgment pattern out my death, Elbow, being, as I say, with child, and being great And nothing come in partial. Sir, he must die. belly'd, and longing, as I said, for prunes, and having Escal. Be it as your wisdom will.

but two in the dish, as I said, master Froth here, this Ang.

Where is the provost ? very man, having eaten the rest, as I said, and, as I say, Enter Provost.

paying for them very honestly ;-for, as you know, Prov. Here, if it like your honour.

master Froth, I could not give you three-pence again. Ang.

See that Claudio Froth. No, indeed. Be executed by nine to-morrow morning.

Clo. Very well : you being then, if you be rememBring him his confessor, let him be prepar'd, ber'd, cracking the stones of the foresaid prunes. For that's the utmost of his pilgrimage. (Exit Provost. Froth, Ay, so I did, indeed.

Escal. Well, heaven forgive him, and forgive us all! Clo. Why, very well: I telling you then, if you be Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall :

remember'd, that such a one, and such a one, were past Some run from breaks of ice, and answer none, cure of the thing you wot of, unless they kept very And some condemned for a fault alone.

good diet, as I told you. Enter Elbow, Froth, Clown, Officers, &c.

Froth. All this is true. Elb. Come, bring them away. If these be good Clo. Why, very well then. people in a common-weal, that do nothing but use their Escal. Come; you are a tedious fool : to the purpose. abuses in common houses, I know no law: bring them -What was done to Elbow's wife, that he hath cause

to complain of? Come me to what was done to her. Ång. How now, sir ? What's your name, and what's Clo. Sir, your honour cannot come to that yet. the matter?

Escal. No, sir, nor I mean it not. | Elb. If it please your honour, I am the poor duke's Clo. Sir, but you shall come to it, by your honour's constable, and my name is Elbow: I do lean upon leave. And, I beseech you, look unto master Froth justice, sir : and do bring in here before your good here, sir ; a man of fourscore pound a year, whose honour two notorious benefactors.

father died at Hallowmas.-Was't not at Hallowmas, Ang. Benefactors ! Well; what benefactors are they? master Froth? are they not malefactors ?

Froth. All-hallownd eve. Elb. If it please your honour, I know not well what Clo. Why, very well : I hope here be truths. He, they are ; but precise villains they are, that I am sure sir, sitting, as I say, in a lower chair, sir ;—'twas in the of, and void of all profanation in the world, that good Bunch of Grapes, where, indeed, you have a delight to Christians ought to have.

sit, bave you not? Escal. This comes off well : here's a wise officer. Froth. I have so; because it is an open room,

and Ang. Go to: what quality are they of? Elbow is good for windows. your name : why dost thou not speak, Elbow ?

Clo. Why, very well then: I hope here be truths. Clo. He cannot, sir: he's out at elbow.

Ang. This will last out a night in Russia, Ång. What are you, sir ?

When nights are longest there. I'll take my leave, Elb. He, sir ? a tapster, sir; parcel-bawd; one that And leave you to the hearing of the cause, serves a bad woman, whose house, sir, was, as they say, Hoping you'll find good cause to whip them all. pluck'd down in the suburbs; and now she professes Escal. I think no less. Good morrow to your lorda bot-house, which, I think, is a very ill house too.


[Exit Angelo. Escal. How know you that ?

Now, sir, come on : what was done to Elbow's wife, Elb. My wife, sir, whom I detest before heaven and once more? your honour,

Clo. Once, sir ? there was nothing done to her once. Escal. How! thy wife?

Elb. I beseech you, sir, ask him what this man did Elb. Ay, sir; whom, I thank heaven, is an honest to my wife. ponan,

Clo. I beseech your honour, ask me. Escal. Dost thou detest her therefore ?

Escal. Well

, sir, what did this gentleman to her? Elb. I say, sir, I will detest myself also, as well as Clo. I beseech you, sir, look in this gentleman's face. she, that this house, if it be not a bawd's house, it is -Good master Froth, look upon his honour ; 'tis for a rity of her life, for it is a naughty house.

good purpose. Doth your honour mark his face? Escal. How dost thou know that, constable ?

Escal. Ay, sir, very well. Elb. Marry, sir, by my wife; who, if she had been a Clo. Nay, I beseech you, mark it well. wcon cardinally given, might have been accused in Escal. Well, I do so. fornication, adultery, and all uncleanliness there. Clo. Doth your honour see any harm in his face? Escal. By the woman's means?

Escal. Why, no. Elb. Ay, sir, by mistress Over-done's means; but as Clo. I'll be supposed upon a book, his face is the the spit in his face, so she defied him.

worst thing about him. Good then ; if his face be the Clo. Sir, if it please your honour, this is not so. worst thing about him, how could master Froth do the

your honour.

you well.

constable's wife any harm? I would know that of Escal. But the law will not allow it, Pompey; nor

it shall not be allowed in Vienna. Escal. He's in the right. Constable, what say you Clo. Does your worship mean to geld and spay all to it?

the youth of the city ? Elb. First, an it like you, the house is a respected Escal. No, Pompey. house ; next, this is a respected fellow, and his mis- Clo. Truly, sir, in my poor opinion, they will to't tress is a respected woman.

then. If your lordship will take order for the drabs Clo. By this hand, sir, his wife is a more respected and the knaves, you need not to fear the bawds. person than any of us all.

Escal. There are pretty orders beginning, I can tell Elb. Varlet, thou liest : thou liest, wicked varlet. you: it is but heading and hanging. The time is yet to come that she was ever respected Clo. If you head and hang all that offend that way with man, woman, or child.

but for ten year together, you'll be glad to give out Clo. Sir, she was respected with him, before he mar- a commission for more heads. If this law hold in ried with her.

Vienna ten year, I'll rent the fairest house in it after Escal. Which is the wiser here? Justice, or Ini- three pence a day. If you live to see this come to quity ?-Is this true ?

pass, say, Pompey told you so. Elb. O thou caitiff! O thou varlet! O thou wicked Escal. Thank you, good Pompey; and, in requital Hannibal! I respected with her, before I was married of your prophecy, hark you :-I advise you, let me not to her ?--If ever I was respected with her, or she with find you before me again upon any complaint whatme, let not your worship think me the poor duke's soever; no, not for dwelling where you do: if I do, officer.—Prove this, thou wicked Hannibal, or I'll have Pompey, I shall beat you to your tent, and prove a mine action of battery on thee.

shrewd Cæsar to you. In plain dealing, Pompey, I Escal. If he took you a box o'th' ear, you might shall have you whipt. So, for this time, Pompey, fare have your action of slander too.

Elb. Marry, I thank your good worship for it. What Clo. I thank your worship for your good counsel, is't your worship's pleasure I shall do with this wicked but I shall follow it, as the flesh and fortune shall caitiff?

better determine. Escal. Truly, officer, because he hath some offences Whip me ? No, no; let carman whip his jade; in him, that thou wouldst discover if thou couldst, let The valiant beart's not whipt out of his trade. [Exit. him continue in his courses, till thou know'st what Escal. Come hither to me, master Elbow ; come they are.

hither, master constable. How long have you been Élb. Marry, I thank your worship forit.— Thou seest, in this place of constable ? thou wicked varlet now, what's come upon thee: thou Elb. Seven year and a half, sir. art to continue; now, thou varlet, thou art to con- Escal. I thought, by your readiness in the office, tinue.

you had continued in it some time. You say, seven Escal. Where were you born, friend?

years together? Froth. Here in Vienna, sir.

Elb. And a half, sir. Escal. Are you of fourscore pounds a year?

Escal. Alas! it hath been great pains to you. They Froth. Yes, an't please you, sir.

do you wrong to put you so oft upon't. Are there not Escal. So.—What trade are you of, sir ?

men in your ward sufficient to serve it? Clo. A tapster; a poor widow's tapster.

Elb. Faith, sir, few of any wit in such matters. As Escal. Your mistress' name?

they are chosen, they are glad to choose 'me for them : Clo. Mistress Over-done.

I do it for some piece of money, and go through with Escal. Hath she had any more than one husband ? all. Clo. Nine, sir ; Over-done by the last.

Escal. Look you bring me in the names of some six Escal. Nine !--Come hither to me, master Froth. or seven, the most sufficient of your parish. Master Froth, I would not have you acquainted with Elb. To your worship's house, sir? tapsters; they will draw you, master Froth, and you Escal. To my house. Fare you well. [Exit Elbow. will hang them: get you gone, and let me hear no What's o'clock, think you ? more of you.

Just. Eleven, sir.
Froth. I thank your worship. For mine own part, Escal. I pray you home to dinner with me.
I never come into any room in a taphouse, but I am Just. I humbly thank you.
drawn in.

Escal. It grieves me for the death of Claudio;
Escal. Well; no more of it, master Froth : farewell. But there's no remedy.
[Exit Froth.]-Come you hither to me, master tap- Just. Lord Angelo is severe.
What's your name, master tapster ?


It is but needful : Clo. Pompey.

Mercy is not itself, that oft looks so; Escal. What else?

Pardon is still the nurse of second woe. Clo. Bum, sir.

But yet, poor Claudio !—There is no remedy. Escal, 'Troth, and your bum is the greatest thing Come, sir.

[Exeunt. about you; so that, in the beastliest sense, you are

SCENE II.-Another Room in the Same.
Pompey the great. Pompey, you are partly a bawd,
Pompey, howsoever you colour it in being a tapster.

Enter Provost, and a Servant.
Are you not ? come, tell me true : it shall be the better Serv. He's hearing of a cause : he will come straight.

I'll tell him of you. Clo. Truly, sir, I am a poor fellow that would live.

Prov. Pray you, do. [Exit Servant.] I'll know Escal. How would you live, Pompey? by being a His pleasure ; may be, he will relent. Alas ! bawd? What do you think of the trade, Pompey? is He hath but as offended in a dream: it a lawful trade?

All sects, all ages smack of this vice, and he Clo. If the law would allow it, sir.

To die for it!


for you.

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