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Escal. I guess not.
Ang. And why should we proclaim it in an hour before his entring, that if any crave redress of injustice, they lhould exhibit their petitions in the street ?
Escal. He ihews his reason for that; to have a difpatch of complaints, and to deliver us from devices hereafter, which shall then have no power to stand against us.
Ang. Well; I beseech you, let it be proclaimed betimes i'the morn; I'll call you at your house: give notice to such men of fort and suit, as are to meet him. Escal. I fhall, Sir: fare you well.
[Exit. Ang. Good night. This deed anshapes me quite, makes me unpregnant, And dull to all proceedings. A defloured maid ! And by an eminent body, that enforc'd The law against it! but that her tender shame Will not proclaim against her maiden loss, How might she tongue me ? yet reason dares her: (25) For my authority tears a credent bulk; That no particular scandal once can touch, But it confourids the breather. He should have liv'd, Save that his riotous youth, with dangerous fense, Might in the times to come have ta’en revenge ; By to receiving a dishonour'd life, With ransom of such shame. Would yet, he had liv'd! Alack, when once our grace we have forgot, Nothing goes right; we would, and we would not.
yet reafin dares her:] The old folio impreffions read, ye' reason dares ber no: - perhaps, dares ber note: i. e. ftifles her voice; frights her from speaking. In this sense, our Author usea the word dare, again, in his Henry VIII.
Farewel, nobility! let his Grace go forward,
. T'iche Protone knows our purpose, and our plot:
SCENE changes to the Fields without the Town. Enter Duke in his own habit; and Friar Peter.
Hese letters at.fit time deliver me.
The Provost : The matter being afoot, keep your instruction, And hold you ever to our special drift; Tho' sometimes you do blench from this to that, As cause doth minister : go, call at Flavius' house, And tell him, where I stay; give the like notice Unto Valentius, Rowland, and to Cralus, And bid them bring the trumpets to the gate : But send me Flavius first. Peter. It thall be speeded well.
[Exit Friar Enter Varrius. Duke. I thank thee, Varrius ; thou haft made good
hafte : Come, we will walk. There's other of our friends Will greet us here anon, my gentle Varrius. (Exeunt.
Enter Isabella and Mariana. Ijab. To speak fo indirectly, I am lath: I'll say the truth; but to accuse him so, That is your part; yet I'm advis'd to do it, He says, t'availful purpose. (26)
Mari. Be rul'd by him.
Isab. Besides, he tells me, that if peradventure
Mari. I would, Friar Peter-
(26) He says to vail full purpose.) Thus the old copies. I don't know, what idea our
Editors form’d to themselves, of vailing fuil purpose; but, I'm persuaded, the Poet meant, as I have restor’d; viz. to a purpote that will ftand us in stead, that will profit us.
Enter Peter, Peter. Come, I have found you out a stand noft fit, Where you may have such vantage on the Duke, He fall not pass you.
T'wice have the trumpets founded: The generous and graveft citizens Have hent the gates, and very near upon (27) The Duke is entring: therefore hence, away. (Exeunt.
A c T v. SCENE, a public Place near the City. Enter Duke, Varrius, Lords, Angelo, Escalus, Lacio,
and Citizens at several Doorsa
Our old and faithful friend, we're glad to see you. Ang. and Efcal. Happy return be to your royal Grace!
(27) Have heat the gates,-- ] An anonymous correspondent advis'd me to read;
Have hemm'd the gates, But, I apprehend, there is no occafion for any change. To bend, SKINNER and some other glosaries tell us, fignifies, to seize, lay hold on with the hand; but we find by Spenfer, in his Colin Clout, that it likewise fignifies, to furround, encircle ; (in which senses, it is used here.)
? From thence another world of land we ken'd,
Floating amid the sea in jeopardy ;
Again it the sea's encroaching cruelty. We meet with the word again, in its first acceptation, in our Aua thor's Winter's Tale.
Jog on, jog on, the foot-path way,
And merrily bent the ftile-a :
Duke. Many and hearty thanks be to you both:
Ang. You make my bonds still greater.
Enter Peter and Isabella.
Isab. Oh, worthy Duke,
Ang. My Lord, her wits, I fear me, are not firm :
Ijab. Course of justice ! Ang. And she will ipeak most bitterly, and strange. (28) Ijab. Most strange, but yet most truly, will I speak; That Angelo's forsworn : is it not strange ? That Angel's a murd'rer : is't not strange ? That Angelo is an adult'rous thief, An hypocrite, a virgin-violater: Is it not strange and strange?
Duke. Nay, it is ten times strange.
Ifab. It is not truer he is Angelo,
Duke. Away with her : poor soul,
ljub. O Prince, I conjure thee, as thou believ'it
Duke. By mine honesty,
(28) And she will speak most bitterly. ] Thus is the verse left imperfect by Mr. Roze and Mr. Pope; tho' the old copies all fill it up, as I have done. I have restor'd an infinite number of such passages tacitly from the first impressions : but I thought proper to take notice, once for all, her, that as Mr. Pope follows Mr Rowe's edition in his errors and omissions, it gives great suspicion, notwithstanding the pretended collation of copies, that Mr. Pope, for the generality, took Mr. Rowe's edition as his guide.