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Just. I humbly thank you.
O just, but severe law : Escal. It grieves me for the death of Claudio; I had a brother then.—Heaven keep your honour! But there's no remedy.
[Retiring. Just. Lord Angelo is severe.
Lucio. [To IsaB.] Give 't not o'er so: to him agaill, Escal. It is but needful :
entreat him; Mercy is not itself, that oft looks so;
Kneel down before him, hang upon his gown; Pandon is still the nurse of second woe:
You are too cold : if you should need a pin, But yet,--Poor Claudio !—There is no remedy. You could not with more tame a tongue desire it: Come, sir.
(Exeunt. To him, I say.
Isab. Must he needs die ? SCENE II.-Another Room in the same.
Maiden, no remedy.
Isab. Yes; I do think that you might pardon im, Enter Provost and a Servant.
And neither Heaven, nor man, grieve at the mercy. Sere. He's hearing of a cause; he will come straight. Ang. I will not do it. I'll tell him of you.
But can you, if you would ? Prot. Pray you do. (Exit Servant.] I 'll know Ang. Look, what I will not that I cannot do. His pleasure; may be, he will relent: Alas,
Isab. But might you do ’t, and do the world ne He hath but as offended in a dream!
wrong, All sects, all ages, smack of this vice; and he
If so your heart were touch'd with that remorse
As mine is to him ?
He's sentenc'd ; 't is too late.
Not the king's crown, nor the deputed sword, Prob.
Lest I might be too rash : The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Under your good correction, I have seen,
Become them with one half so good a grace When, after execution, judgment hath
As mercy does. Repented o'er his doom.
If he had been as you, and you as he, Ang
Go to; let that be mine : You would have slipp a like him; but he, like you, Do you your office, or give up your place,
Would not bave been so stern. And you shall well be spar'd.
Pray you, begone. Prot.
I crave your honour's pardon.- Isab. I would to Heaven I had your potency,
No; I would tell what it were to be a judge,
And what a prisoner.
Lucio. Ay, touch him; there 's the vein. (46.de Re-enter Servant.
Ang. Your brother is a forfeit of the law,
And you but waste your words. Sert. Here is the sister of the man condemn'd,
Alas! alas !
Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once ;
And He that might the vantage best have took
If He, which is the top of judgment, should If not already
But judge you as you are? O, think on that; Ang. Well, let her be admitted. (Exit Servant. And mercy then will breathe within your lips, See you, the fornicatress be remov'd;
Like man new made.b Let her have needful, but not lavish, means;
Be you content, fair maid ;
It is the law, not I, condemns your brother :
Were he my kinsman, brother, or my son,
It should be thus with him ;-he must die to-morrow. Prov. Save your bonour ! [Offering to retire. Isab. To-morrow? O, that 's sudden! Spare him, Ang. Stay a little while.—[To IsaB.) You are welcome: What's your will?
He 's not prepar'd for death! Even for our kitchens Isab. I am a woeful suitor to your honour,
We kill the fowl of season ;c shall we serve Heaven Please but your honour hear me.
With less respect than we do minister Ang.
Well; what 's your suit ? To our gross selves? Good, good my lord, bethink you : Isa). There is a vice that most I do abhor,
Who is it that hath died for this offence ?
Ay, well said. Fur which I must not plead, but that I am
Ang. The law hath not been dead, though it hath 'twixt will, and will not.
slept : Ang.
Well; the matter?
Those mauy had not dar'd to do that evil, leab. I have a brother is condemn’d to die:
If the first that did the edict infringe I do beseech you, let it be his fault,
Had answer'd for his deed ; now, 't is awake; And not my brother.
Takes note of what is done; and, like a prophet,
Looks in a glass, that shows what future evils
a Well believe this-be well assured of this. To fine the faults, whose fine stands in record,
b This has, we think, reference to the fine allusion to the and let go by the actor.
redemption which has gone before: Think on that, and
then be as merciful as a man regenerat. * To fine is to sentence - to bring to an end.
• The fowl of season-when an season.
spare him :
And so in progress to be hatch'd and born)
Shall I attend your lordship? Are now to have no successive degrees,
At any time 'fore noon. But where they live, to end.
Isab. Save your honour !
[Exeunt Lucio, IsaB., and Prov. Ang. I show it most of all, when I show justice; Ang.
From thee; even from thy virtue For then I pity those I do not know,
What's this? what 's this? Is this her fault, or mine! Which a dismiss'd offence would after gall;
The tempter or the tempted, who sins mcst? Hu! And do him right, that, answering one foul wrong, Not she; nor doth she tempt: but it is I, Lives not to act another. Be satisfied ;
That, lying by the violet, in the sun, Your brother dies to-morrow; be content.
Do, as the carrion does, not as the flower, Isab. So you must be the first that gives this sentence; Corrupt with virtuous season. Can it be, And he, that suffers : 0, it is excellent
That modesty may more betray our sense To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous
Than woman's lightness ? Having waste ground To use it like a giant.
enough, Lucio. That's well said.
Shall we desire to raze the sanctuary, Isab. Could great men thunder
And pitch our evils there? O, fie, fie, fie! As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, What dost thou ? or what art thou, Angelo? For every pelting, petty officer
Dost thou desire her foully, for those things Would use his heaven for thunder: nothing but thunder. That make her good? O, let her brother live: Merciful Heaven !
Thieves for their robbery have authority, Thou rather, with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt, When judges steal themselves. What? do I love her, Splitt'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak,
That I desire to hear her speak again, Than the soft myrtle : But man, proud man!
And feast upon her eyes? What is 't I dream on? Dress'd in a little brief authority;
O cunning enemy, that, to catch a saint, Most ignorant of what he 's most assurd,
With saints dost bait thy hook! Most dangerous His glassy essence,- like an angry ape,
Is that temptation, that doth goad us on Plays such fantastic tricks before high Heaven, To sin in loving virtue: never could the strumpet, As make the angels weep: who), with our spleens,
With all her double vigour, art, and nature,
Once stir my temper; but this virtuous maid
When men were fond, I smild and wonder'd how. Erit. Prov.
Pray Heaven, she win him!
SCENE III.-A Room in a Prison.
Enter Duke, habited like a Friar, and Provost. Lucio. Thou 'rt in the right, girl; more o' that. Duke. Hail to you, provost! so I think you are. Isab. That in the captain 's but a choleric word, Prov. I am the provost: What 's your will, good Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy.
friar? Lucio. Art avis'do that? more on 't.
Duke. Bound by my charity, and my bless'd order, Ang. Why do you put these sayings upon mne? I come to visit the afflicted spirits
Isab. Because authority, though it err like others, Here in the prison : do me the common right
To let me see them; and to make me know
Prov. I would do more than that if more were needful.
Look, here comes one; a gentlewoman of mine,
Who, falling in the flaws of her own youth,
And he that got it, sentenc'd : a young man
When must he die ! Ang. How! bribe me?
Prov. As I do think, to-morrow.-Isab. Ay, with such gifts that Heaven shall share I have provided for you; stay a while,
And you shall be conducted.
(TO JULIE Lucio. You had marr'd all else.
Duke. Repent you, fair one, of the sin you carry! Isab. Not with fond shekels of the tested gold,
Juliet. I do; and bear the shame most patiently. Or stones, whose rates are either rich or poor
Duke. I 'll teach you how you shall arraign your As fancy values them; but with true prayers
conscience, That shall be up at heaven, and enter there,
And try your penitence, if it be sound, Ere sunrise : prayers from preservedl souls,
Or hollowly put on. From fasting maids, whose minds are dedicate
I 'll gladly learn. To nothing temporal.
Duke. Love you the man that wrong'd you? Ang.
Well: come to me to-morrow. Juliet. Yes, as I love the woman that wrong d him, Lucio. Go to : 't is well; away. [Aside to ISABEL. Duke. So then, it seems, your most offenceful act Isab. Heaven keep your honour safe!
Was mutually committed ?
Juliet. I do confess it, and repent it, father.
Duke. "T is meet so, daughter : but lest you do repent, 4 We understand this passage, -as they are angels, they werp
As that the sin hath brought you to this shame,ut follv: if they had our spleens, they would lauyh, as mortals.
Which sorrow is always toward ourselves not Heuren.
Showing, we would not spare Heaven, as we love it, Isab. 'Tis set down so in heaven, but not in earth. But as we stand in fear,
Ang. Say you so ? then I shall poze you quickly. Juliet. I do repent me, as it is an evil ;
Which had you rather, That the most just law
Now took your brother's life; or, to redeem him,
Give up your body to such sweet uncleanness,
As she that he hath stain'd? And I am going with instruction to him.
Sir, believe this, Grace go with you! Benedicite!
[Exit. I had rather give my body than my soul. Juliet. Must die to-morrow! O, injurious love, Ang. I talk not of your soul: Our compell d sins That respites me a life, whose very comfort
Stand more for number than for accompt. Is still a dying horror!
How say you? iproc. *T is pity of him. (Ereunt. Ang. Nay, I 'll not warrant that; for I can speak
Against the thing I say. Answer to this;-
Pronounce a sentence on your brother's life :
Might there not be a charity in sin, To several subjects: Heaven hath my empty words;
To save this brother's life?
Isab. Whilst my invention, hearing not my tongue,
Please you to do it, Anehors on Isabel : Heaven in my mouth,
I 'll take it as a peril to my soul, As if I did but only chew his name;
It is no sin at all, but charity.
Ang. Pleas'd you to do 't, at peril of your soul, And in my heart, the strong and swelling evil Of my conception: The state whereon I studied
Were equal poise of sin and charity. Is like a good thing, being often read,
Isab. That I do beg his life, if it be sin, Grown fear d and tedious; yea, my gravity,
Heaven let me bear it! you granting of my suit,
If that be sin, I 'll make it my morn prayer
To have it added to the faults of mine,
And nothing of your answer."
O place! O forin! How often dost thou with thy case, thy habit,
Nay, but hear me: Frenca awe from fools, and tie the wiser souls
Your sense pursues not mine : either you are ignorant, To thy false seeming! Blood, thou art blood :
Or seem so, craftily; and that is not good. Let 's write good angel on the devil's horn,
Isab. Let me be ignorant, and in nothing good, T is not the devil's crest
But graciously to know I am no better.
Ang. Thus wisdom wishes to appear most bright, Enter Servant.
When it doth tax itself: as these black masks
Proclaim an enshield beauty ten times louder
Than beauty could, displayed.—But mark me;
To be received plain, I 'll speak more gross :
Ang. And his offence is so, as it appears And dispossessing all my other parts
Accountant to the law upon that pain.
(As I subscribe not that, nor any other, By which he should revive: and even so
But in the loss of question,) that you, bis sister,
Finding yourself desir'd of such a person,
Of the all-binding law; and that there were
No earthly mean to save him, but that either
You must lay down the treasures of your body
To this suppos'd, or else to let him sufler ; Isch.
I am come to know your pleasure. What would you do? Ang. That you might know it would much better Isab. As much for my poor brother as myself: please me,
That is, Were I under the terms of death, l'han to demand what 't is. Your brother cannot live. The impression of keen whips I 'd wear as rubies,
1936. Even so.--Heaven keep your honour! (Retiring. And strip myself to death, as to a bed
Ang. Yet may he live a while; and, it may be, That longing had been sick for, ere I d yield
My body up to shame.
Then must your brother clie. Ang. Yea.
Isab. And 't were the cheaper way : Iszh. When, I beseech you? that in his reprieve, Better it were a brother died at once, Linger, or shorter, he may be so fitted,
Than that a sister, by redeeming him, That his soul sicken not.
Should die for ever. Ang. Ha! Fie, these filthy vices ! It were as goal Ang. Were not you then as cruel as the sentence To nardan him that hath from nature stolen
That you have slander'd so?
Isab. Ignomy in ransom, and free pardon,
Is nothing kin to foul redemption.
Ang. You seem'd of late to make the law a tyran: , is to put mettle in restrained means.
And rather prov'd the sliding of your brother To make a false one.
A merriment, than a vice. • lerentina-imagination.
Isab. 1. pardon me, my lord; it oft falls oni, • Cese- outsid& The gmeril-the people.
b Boot- advantage
Yiner answer—for you to answer.
Yet show soi Ang. I show it most of all, when I s' For then I pity those I do not know, Which a dismiss'd offence would after And do him right, that, answering one Lives not to act another. Be satisfied Your brother dies to-morrow; be conter
Isab. So you must be the first that gi And he, that suffers : 0, it is excellent To have a giant's strength; but it is t To use it like a giant. Lucio.
That 's well said
Lucio. O, to him, to him, wench
less, foul profanation Lucio. Thou 'rt in the right, girl ;
Isab. That in the captain 's but a Which in the soldier is flat blasphem
Lucio. Art avis'd o' that? more o
Isab. Because authority, though it
Isab. Gentle my lord, turn back.
Isab. Not with fond shekels of the
Well: come to
SCENE L-A Roos in die hos
Enter Duas, Campana
de Beasilute lite
in the pocket Duke. I never heard the absent duke much detected
Ha? What for women; he was not inclined that way. 19 Is 't not Lucio. O, sir, you are deceived.
thou, trot! Duke. T is not possible. e way? Is
Lucio. Who? not the duke ? yes, your beggar of of it? fifty ;-and his use was, to put a ducat in her clack
dish : the duke had crotchets in him: He would be mistress ? drunk too; that let me inform you.
Duke. You do him wrong, surely. beef, and Lucio. Sir, I was an inward of his: A shy fellow
was the duke : and, I believe, I know the cause of his it must withdrawing. bawd: Duke. What, I prithee, might be the cause ? going Lucio. No,-pardon ;—'t is a secret must be locked
within the teeth and the lips : but this I can let you
understand, The greater file of the subject b held the Go; duke to be wise. how
Duke. Wise? why, no question but he was.
Lucio. A very superficial, ignorant, unweighing fellow. aent Duke. Either this is envy in you, folly, or mistaking;
he, the very stream of his life, and the business he hath -11, helmed, must, upon a warranted need, give him a
better proclamation. Let him be but testimonied in his own bringings forth, and he shall appear to the envious a scholar, a statesman, and a soldier : Therefore, you speak unskilfully; or, if your knowledge be more, it is much darkened in your malice.
Lucio. Sir, I know him, and I love him.
Duke. Love talks with better knowledge, and knowledge with dearer love.
Lucio. Come, sir, I know what I know.
I'll be banged first : thou art deceived in me,
Why? for filling a bottle with a tun-dish. I he duke we talk of were returned again : this ured agent will unpeople the province with con
; sparrows must not build in his house-eaves, e they are lecherous. The duke yet would have deeds darkly answered; he would never bring
to light : would he were returned! Marry, this udio is condemned for untrussing. Farewell, good ar; I prithee, pray for me. The duke, I say to thee gain, would eat mutton on Fridays. He's now past it; yet, and I say to thee, he would mouth with a beg. gar, though she smelt brown bread and garlic : say, that I said so. Farewell.
[Exit. ut Duke. No might nor greatness in mortality on. Can censure 'scape; back-wounding calumny otion The whitest virtue strikes : What king so strong,
Can tie the gall up in the slanderous tongue !
But who comes here?
Enter EscALUS, Provost, Bawd, and Officers. done this? Escal. Go, away with her to prison. etting a bun- Baud. Good my lord, be good to me; your honour the nursing a | is accounted a merciful man : good my lord. sport; he knew
a Inward-intimate. 6 The greater number of the people. Tercy.
• Helmed-steered through. d Opposite—dversary.