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Escal. You have paid the heav'ns your funâion, and the prisoner the very debt of your calling. I have labour'd for the poor gentleman, to the extremest shore of my modefty; but my brother Justice have I found to severe, that he hath forc d me to tell him, he is indeed justice.
Duke. If his own life answer the straitness of his proceeding, it shall become him well; wherein if he chance to fail, he hath sentenc'd himself.
Escal. I am going to visit the prisoner; fare you well.
S CE N E VIII. Duke.
EACE be with you!
He, who the sword of heav'n will bear,
man within him hide,
TAKE, oh, take those lips away,
That so sweetly were forsworn;
And those eyes, the break of day,
away : Here comes a man of comfort, whose advice Hath often ftill’d my brawling discontent. I cry you mercy, Sir, and well could wish, You had not found me here fo musical : Let me excuse me, and believe me so, My mirth is much displeas'd, but pleas'd my woe.
Duke. 'Tis good; tho music oft hath such a charm To make bad, good; and good provoke to harm. I pray you, tell me, hath any body enquir’d for me here to day? much upon this time, have I promis'd here to meet.
Mari. You have not been enquir'd after: I have fate here all day.
Enter Isabel. Duke. I do constantly believe you: the time is come, even now. I shall crave your forbearance a little; may be, I will call upon you anon for some advantage to yourself. Mari. I am always bound to you.
Exit. D 5
S CE N E II:
Duke. V What
Duke. But shall you on your knowledge find this
fab. I've ta'en a due and wary note upon't; With whispring and moft guilty diligence, In action all of precept, he did thew me The way
Isab. No: none, but only a repair i'th' dạrk;
S CE N E III.
Enter Mariana. 1
pray you be acquainted with this maid; She comes to do you good.
Ifab. I do desire the like.
Mari. Good Friar, I know you do; and I have
found it. Duke. Take then this your companion by the hand, Who hath a story ready for your ear: I shall attend your leisure ; but make haste; The vaporous night approaches. Mari. Wilt please you walk aside?
(Exeunt Mar, and Ifab. Duke. O place and greatness! millions of false
eyes Are stuck upon thee: volumes of report Run with these false and most contrarious quests Upon thy doings; thousand 'scapes of wit Make thee the father of their idle dreams, And rack thee in their fancies ! welcome ; how
SHELL takibebe enterprize upon her, fathér,
S CE N E IV.
Re-enter Mariana, and Isabel.
Isab. Little have you to fay,
Mari. Fear, me not.
Duke. Nor, gentle daughter, fear you not at all : He is your husband on a pre-contract; To bring you thus together, 'tis no fin; Sith that the justice of your title to him Doth flourish the deceit. Come, let us go; Our corn's to reap; *for yet our tilth's to fow.Exeu.
*---for yet our tythe's to fow.] It must be Tilth; that is our Tillage is yet to be made ; our Grain is yet to be put in the Ground; the Proje&, from which we expeď to Profit in the Issue, is still to be put in Hand.
S CE N E V.
Changes to the Prison.
Enter Provoft and Clown.
man's head ?
Prov. Come, Sir, leave me your snatches, and yield me a direct answer.
To.morrow morning are to die Claudio and Barnardine: here is in our prison a common executioner, who in his office lacks a helper; if you will take it on you to aflift him, it shall redeem you
from your gyves: if not, you shall have your full time of imprisonment, and your deliverance with an unpitied whipping; for you have been a notorious bawd.
Clown. Sir, I have been an unlawful bawd, time out of mind, but yet I will be content to be a lawful hangman; I would be glad to receive some instruction from my fellow-partner. Prov. What hoa, Abhorson! where's Abhorfon, there?
Enter Abhorson. Abhor. Do you call, Sir?
Prov. Sirrah, here's a fellow will help you to-morrow in
think it meet, compound with him by the year, and let him abide here with
you; if not, use him for the present, and difmiss him. He cannot plead his estimation with you,
he hath been a bawd.
Abhor. A bawd, Sir ? fie upon him, he will discredit our mistery.
Prov. Go to, Sir, you weigh equally; a feather will turn the scale.
[Exit. Clown. Pray, Sir, by your good favour; (for, surely,