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Bawd. Why, here's a change, indeed, in the common-wealth ; what shall become of me?

Clown. Come, fear not you; good counsellors lack no clients ; though you change your place, you need not change your trade: I'll be your tapster still. Courage, there will be pity taken on you ; you that have worn your eyes almost out in the service, you will be considered.

Bawd. What's to do here, Thomas Tapster? let's withdraw.

Clown. Here comes Signior Claudio, led by the Provost to prison; and there's madam Juliet.

[Exeunt Bawd and Clown. SCÈN E VI. Enter Provost, Claudio, Juliet, and Officers. Lucio

and two Gentlemen.
Claud. Fellow, why doft thou show me thus to th'

Bear me to prison, where I am committed.

Prov. I do it not in evil disposition,
But from lord Angelo by special charge.

Claud. 3 Thus can the Demi-god, Authority,
Make us pay down, for our offence, by weight.
The words of heav'n ; on whom it will, it will ;
On whom it will not, fo; yet still 'tis just.


3 Thus can the Demi-god, Authority,

Make us pay down, for our offence, by weight
The words of heaven; on whom it will, it will ;

On whom it will not, fo ; yet fill 'tis juft. ] The wrong pointing of the second line hath made the passage unintelligible. There ought to be a full stop at weight. And the sense of the whole is this : The Demi-god, Authority, makes us pay the full penalty of our offence, and its decrees are as little to be questioned as the words of heaven, which pronounces its pleasure thus, - I punila and remit punifoment according to my own uncontroulable will; and


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Lucio. Why, how now, Claudio ? whence comes this restraint?

Claud. From too much liberty, my Lucio, liberty ;
As surfeit is the father of much fast,
So ev'ry scope by the immod’rate use
Turns to restraint: our natures do pursue,
Like rats that ravin down their proper bane,
A thirsty evil; and when we drink, we die.

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 of freedom, as the morality of imprisonment : what's thy offence, Claudio ?

Claud. What, but to speak of, would offend again.
Lucio. What is't, murder?
Claud. No.
Lucio. Letchery?
Claud. Call it so.
Prov. Away, Sir, you must go.
Claud. One word, good friend:Lucio, a word

Lucio. A hundred; if they'll do you any good : is
letchery so look'd after ?

Claud. Thus stands it with me ; upon a true contract
I got possession of Julietta's bed,
(You know the lady,) she is fast my wife;
Save that we do the denunciation lack
Of outward order. This we came not to,
Only for propagation of a dower
Remaining in the coffer of her friends ;
From whom we thought it meet to hide our love,
Till time had made them for us. But it chances,

get who can say what doft thou. Make us pay down, for our offence, by weight, is a fine expression, to fignify paying the full penalty. The metaphor is taken from paying money by weight, which is always exaci ; not so by tale, on account of the practice of diminishing the species.


The stealth of our + moft mutual entertainment,
With character too gross, is writ on Juliet.

Lucio. With child, perhaps ?

Claud. Unhappily, even so. And the new deputy now for the Duke, (Whether it be the fault, and glimpse, of newness ; Or whether that the body publick be A horse whereon the Governor doth ride, Who, newly in the seat, that it may know He can command, lets it straight feel the spur ; Whether the tyranny be in his

Place, Or in his eminence that fills it up, I stagger in:) but this new Governor Awakes me all th' enrolled penalties, Which have, like unscour'd armour, hung by th' wall So long, that nineteen Zodiacks have gone round, And none of them been worn; and, for a name, Now

puts the drowsie and neglected Act Freshly in me ; 'tis surely, for a name.

Lucio. I warrant, it is; and thy head stands so tickle on thy shoulders, that a milk-maid, if she be in love, may sigh it off. Send after the Duke, and appeal

to him.

Claud. Í 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, Implore her, in my voice, that she make friends To the ftrict Deputy ; bid her self affay 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 prosp'rous art

4 moft mutual - i.e. moft intimate. The phrase is extremely elegant on this occasion; yet disliked by the Oxford Editor, who lirikes out moft.


When she will play with reason and discourse,
And well she can perfuade.

Lucio. I pray, she may; as well for the encouragement of the like, which else would stand under grievous imposition; as for the enjoying of thy life, who I would be sorry should be thus foolishly lost at a game of tick-tack. I'll to her.

Claud. I thank you, good friend Lucio.
Lucio. Within two hours,
Claud. Come, officer, away.


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A MO N A S T E R 7.

Enter Duke, and Friar Thomas.
Duke. 0holy father, throw

that thought;
Can pierce a compleat bosom : why I desire thee
To give me fecret harbour, hath a purpose
More grave, and wrinkled, than the aims and ends
Of burning youth.

Fri. May your Grace speak of it?

Duke. My holy Sir, none better knows than you,
How I have ever loy'd the life remov'd ;
And held in idle price to haunt Assemblies,
Where youth, and cost, and witless bravery keeps.
I have deliver'd to lord Angelo

(A man of strict ure and firm abstinence)
My absolute Pow'r and Place here in Vienna ;
And he supposes me travell’d to Poland ;
For so I've strew'd it in the common ear,

5. A man of STRICTURE and firm abstinence] Arifure makes no sense in this place. We should read,

A man of STRICT URE and form abstinence. i.e, a man of the exa&teft conduct, and practised in the fubdual of his passions. Ure an old word for use, practice, so enur'd, habiçuated to.


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And so it is receiv'd: now, pious Sir,
You will demand of me, why I do this?

Fri. Gladly, my lord.

Duke. We have strict Statutes and most biting Laws, 6 (The needful bits and curbs for head-strong Steeds) Which for these nineteen years 7 we have let sleep; Even like an o'er-grown lion in a cave, That goes not out

to prey : now, as fond fathers
Having bound up the threat'ning twigs of birch,
Only to stick it in their children's sight,
For terror, not to use; in time the rod
Becomes more mock'd, than fear'd: so our Decrees,
Dead to infliction, to themselves are dead;
And Liberty plucks Justice by the nose;
The baby beats the nurse, and quite athwart
Goes all decorum.

Fri. It rested in your Grace
T’unloose this ty'd up justice, when you pleas'd :
And it in you more dreadful would have seem'd,
Than in lord Angelo.

Duke. I do fear, too dreadful.
Sith 'twas my fault to give the people scope,
*Twould be my tyranny to strike, and gali them,
For what I did them do. For we bid this be done,
When evil deeds have their permissive pafs,
And not the punishment. Therefore, indeed, my father,
I have on Angelo impos'd the office :
Who may in th’ambush of my name strike home,
And yet, my nature never in the fight
To do in Nander : And to behold his sway,

6 The needful bits and curbs for head rong WEEDS, ] Common fense, and the integrity of the metaphor, shews that Shakespear wrote headArong STBEDS. 7

We have let SLIP ;
Even like an o'er-grown lion in a cave,]
The fimilitude fhews that Shakespear wrote,
we have let SLEEP.

I will,

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