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VINCENTIO, Duke of Vienna.
Lucio, a Fantaftick.
VARRIUS, a Gentleman, Servant to the Duke,
ISABELLA, Sifter to Claudio.
Guards, Officers, and other Attendants.
The Story is taken from Cinthio's Novels. Dec. 8. Nov. 5.
Measure for Measure.
ACT I. SCENE I.
Efcal. My lord.
Duke. Of Government the properties t' unfold
Would feem in me t' affect speech and difcourse;
Since I am not to know, that your own science
My ftrength can give you: then no more remains,
A will to ferve us as your worth is able,
Of common juftice, y'are as pregnant in,
As art and practice hath enriched any
I fay, bid come before us Angelo :
Lent him our terror, dreft him with our love;
To undergo fuch ample grace and Honour,
SCENE II. Enter Angelo.
Duke. Look where he comes.
Ang. Always obedient to your grace's will, I come to know your pleasure.
There is a kind of character in thy life,
We had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd,
Both thanks, and ufe. But I do bend my speech
[Giving bim bis commiffion.
Live in thy tongue and heart: old Efcalus,
Ang. Now, good my lord,
Let there be fome more teft made of my metal,
Duke. Come, no more evafion :
What doth befal you here. So fare you well.
Ang. Yet give leave, my lord,
That we may bring you something on the way.
As to your foul feems good. Give me your hand;
Ang. The heav'ns give fafety to your purposes!
Efcal. I fhall defire you, Sir, to give me leave To have free speech with you; and it concerns me To look into the bottom of my place :
A pow'r I have, but of what strength and nature
Ang. 'Tis fo with me: let us withdraw together,
Efcal. I'll wait upon your honour.
SCENE III. The Street.
Lucio. If the Duke, with the other Dukes, come not to compofition with the King of Hungary, why then all the Dukes fall upon the King.
1 Gent. Heav'n grant us its peace, but not the King of Hungary's!
2 Gent. Amen!
Lucio. Thou conclud'ft like the fanctimonious pyrate, that went to fea with the ten commandments, but fcrap'd one out of the table.
2 Gent. Thou shalt not fteal?
Lucio. Ay, that he raz'd.
1 Gent. Why, 'twas a commandment to command the captain and all the reft from their functions; they put forth to fteal: there's not a foldier of us all, that in the thanksgiving after meat doth relish the petition well that prays for Peace.
2 Gent. I never heard any foldier diflike it.
Lucio. I believe thee: for I think thou never waft where grace was faid.
2 Gent. No? a dozen times at least.
I Gent. What? in meeter?
Lucio. Not in any profeffion, or in any language, I think, or in any religion.
2 Gent. And why not? grace is grace, defpight of all controverfie.
Lucio. As for example, thou thyself art a wicked villain, defpight of all grace.
2 Gent. Well; there went but a pair of sheers between
Lucio. I grant; as there may between the lifts and the velvet. Thou art the lift.
2 Gent. And thou the velvet; thou art good velvet ; thou'rt a three-pil'd piece, I warrant thee: I had as lief be a lift of an English kerfey, as be pil'd, as thou art pil'd, for a French velvet. Do I fpeak feelingly now?
Lucio. I think thou doft; and indeed with most painful feeling of thy fpeech: I will, out of thine own confeffion, learn to begin thy health; but, whilft I live, forget to drink after thee.
2 Gent. I think I have done myself wrong, have I not? 1 Gent. Yes, that thou haft; whether thou art tainted, or free.
SCENE IV. Bawd, coming at a distance. Lucio. Behold, behold, where Madam Mitigation comes. 1 Gent. I have purchas'd as many diseases under her roof,
as come to
2 Gent. To what, pray?
1 Gent. Judge.
2 Gent. To three thousand dollars a year.
A quibble intended between dollars and dolours.