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To do it slander: and to behold his sway, To teeming foison;" even so her plenteous womb
I will, as 'twere a brother of your order, Expresseth his full tilth and husbandry:
Visit both prince and people: therefore, I pr’ythec, Isab. Some one with child by him ?-My cousin

Juliet ?
Supply me with the habit, and instruct' me
How I may formally in person bear me

Lucio. Is she your cousin ?
Like a true friar. More reasons for this action, Isab. Adortedly: as school-maids change their
At our more leisure shall I render you ;

names, Only, this one :-Lord Angelo is precise ;

By vain though apt affection.

She it is.
Stands at a guard' with envy; scarce consesses
That his blood flows, or that his appetite

Isab. O, let him marry her!
Is more to bread than stone: hence shall we see,


This is the point If power change purpose, what our seemera be. The duke is very strangely gone from hence;

[Ereunt. Bore many gentlemen, myself being one,

In hand, and hope of action : but we do learn SCENE V.A nunnery. Enter Isabella and By those that know the very nerves of state, Francisca.

His givings out were of an infinite distance Isab. And have you nuns no further privileges ? And with full lines of his authority,

From his true-meant design. Upon his place, Fran. Are not these large enough?

Governs lord Angelo; a man, whose blood Isab. Yes, truly: I speak not as desiring more; Is very snow-broth; one who never feels But rather wishing a more strict restraint

The wanton stings and motions of the sense ; Upon the sisterhood, the votarists of saint Clare.

But doth rebate and blunt his natural edge Lucio. Ho! peace be in this place! Within, With profits of the mind, study and fast. Isab,

Who's that which calls ? Ile (to give fear to use and liberty, Fran. It is a man's voice: gentle Isabella,

Which have, for long, run by the hideous law, Turn you the key, and know his business of him; As mice by lions,) hath pick'd out an act, You may, I may not; you are yet unsworn:

Under whose heavy cense your brother's life When you have vow'd, you must not speak with Falls into forfeit : he arrests him on it; men,

And follows close the rigour of the statute, But in the presence of the prioress :

To make him an example: all hope is gone,
Then, if you speak, you must not show your face ; Unless you have the grace' by your fair prayer
Or, if you show your face, you must not speak.
He calls again;

To sollen Angelo: and that's my pith
pray you answer him.

Of business 'twixt you and your poor brother. [Exil Francisca.

Isab. Doth hc so seek his life? Isab. Peace and prosperity! Who is't that calls ?


Has censur'da him Enter Lucio.

Already; and, as I hear, the provost hath

A warrant for his execution.
Lucio. Hail, virgin, if you be; as those cheek Isab. Alas! what poor ability's in me

To do him good ?
Proclaim you are no less! can you so stead me, Lucio.

Assay the power you have. As bring me to the sight of Isabella,

Isab. My power! Alas! I doubt, A novice of this place, and the fair sister


Our doubts are traitors, To her unhappy brother Claudio ?

And make us lose the good we ost might win, Isab. Why her unhappy brother ? let me ask; By fearing to attempt: go to lord Angelo, The rather, for I now must make you know And let him learn to know, when maidens sue, I am that Isabella, and his sister.

Men give like gods; but when they weep and kneel, Lucio. Gentle and fair, your brother kindly All their petitions are as freely theirs greets you:

As they themselves would owe them. Not to be weary with you, he's in prison.

Isab. I'll see what I can do. Isab. Wo me! For what?


But speedily. Lucio. For that, which, if myself might be his Isrb. I will about it straight ; judre,

No longer staying but to give the motherio He should receive his punishment in thanks : Notice of my affair. I humbly thank you : He hath rot his friend with child.

Commend me to iny brother : soon at night Isab. Sir, make me not your story.?

I'll send him certain word of my success. Lucio.

It is true. Lucio. I take my leave of you. I would not-though 'tis my familiar sin


Good sir, adieni. With maids to seem the lapwing, and to jest,

[Exeunt. Tongue far from heart,--play with all virgins so : I hold you as a thing ensky'd, and sainted ; By your renouncement, an immortal spirit; And to be talk'd with in sincerity,

ACT II. As with a saint. Isab. You do blaspheme the good, in mocking SCENE 1.-A hall in Angelo's house. Enter

Angelo, Escalus, a Justice, Provost, Officers, and Lucio. Do not believe it. Fewness and truth,' attendants.

'tis thus : Your brother and his lover have embrac'd:

Ang. We must not make a scare-crow of the law As those that seed grow full; ay blossoming time, Setting it up to seart the birds of prey, That from the seedness the bare fallow brings And let it keep one shape, till custom make it

Their perch, and not their terror. (1) On his defence. (2) Do not make a jest of me. (3) In few and true words. (4) Breading plenty. (7) Power of gaining favour. (8) Sentencu. (5) Tilling. (6) Extent.

(9) Have. (10) Abbeos. (11) Scare.





Ay, but yet Escal. How know you that? Let us be keen, and rather cut a little,

Elb. My wife, sir, whom I detest" before hesThan fall, and bruise to death: alas! this gentleman, ven and your honour, Whom I would save, had a most noble father. Escal. How! thy wife? Let but your honour know

Elb. Ay, sir; whom, I thank heaven, is an (Whom I believe to be most strait in virtue,)

honest woman,That, in the working of your own affections, Escal. Dost thou detest her therefore ? Had lime coher’da with place, or place with wishing, Elb. I say, sir, I will detest myself also, as well Or that the resolute acting of your blood as she, that this house, if it be not a bawd's house, Could have attain’d the effect of your own purpose, it is pity of her life, for it is a naughty house. Whether you had not sometime in your life Escal. How dost thou know that, constable ? Err'd in this point which now you censure him, Elb. Marry, sir, by my wife; who, if she had And pull'd the law upon you.

been a woman cardinally given, might have been Ang. "Tis one thing to be tempted, Escalus, accused in fornication, adultery, and all uncleanliAnother thing to fall. I not deny,

ness there. The jury, passing on the prisoner's life,

Escal. By the woman's means? May, in the sworn twelve, have a thief or two Elb. Ay, sir, by mistress Over-done's means: Guiltier than him they try: what's open made to but as she spit in his face, so she defied him. justice,

Clo. Sir, if it please your honour, this is not so. That justice seizes. What know the laws,

Elb. Prove it before these varlets here, thou That thieves do passa on thieves ? 'Tis very preg- honourable man, prove it. nant,

Escal. Do you hear how he misplaces ? The jewel that we find, we stoop and take it,

(To Angelo. Because we see it ; but what we do not see, Clo. Sir, she came in great with child; and longWe tread upon, and never think of it.

ing (saving your honour's reverenice) for stew'd You may not so extenuate his offence,

prunes : sir, we had but two in the house, which at For: I have had such faults; but rather tell me, that very distant time stood, as it were, in a fruit. When I, that censure him, do so offend, dish, a dish of some three-pence: your honours have Let mine own judgment pattern out my death, seen such dishes; they are not China dishes, but And nothing come in partiul. Sir, he must die. very good dishes. Escal. Be it as your wisdom will.

Escal. Go to, go to: no matter for the dish, sir. Ang. Where is the provost ?

Clo. No, indeed, sir, not of a pin; you are thereProv. Here, if it like your honour.

fore in the right : but, to the point : as I say, this Ang.

See that Claudio mistress Elbow, being, as I say, with child, and beBe executed by nine to-morrow morning : ing great belly d, ard longing, as I said, for prunes; Bring him his confessor, let him be prepard; and having but two in the dish, as I said, master For that's the utmost of his pilgrimage." (Er. Prov. Froth here, this very man, having eaten the rest, as Escal. Well, heaven forgive him ; and forgive I said, and, as I say, paying for them very honestly; us all!

-for, as you know, master Froth, I could not give Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall: you three-pence again. Some run from brakes? of vice, and answer none; Froth. No, indeed. And some condemned for a fault alone.

Clo. Very well : you being then, if you be re

member'd, cracking the stones of the foresaid Enter Elbow, Froth, Clown, Officers, &c.

prunes. Elb. Come, bring them away: if these be good

Froth. Ay, so I did, indeed. people in a cominon weal, that do nothing but use

Clo. Why, very well: I telling you then, if you their abuses in common houses, I know no law; be remember'd, that such a one, and such a one, bring them away.

were past cure of the thing you wot of, unless they Ang. How now, sir! what's your name? and kept very good diet, as I told you. what's the matter?

Froth. All this is true. Elb. If it please your honour, I am the poor

Clo. Why, very well then. duke's constable, and my name is Elbow; I do

Escal. Come, you are a tedious fool: to the pur lean upon justice, sir, and do bring in here before pose.-—What was done to Elbow's wife, that he your good honour two notorious benefactors.

hath cause to complain of ? Come me to what was

done to her. Ang. Benefactors ? Well ; what benefactors are they?' are they not mal factors ?

Clo. Sir, your honour cannot come to that yet. Elb. If it please your honour, I know not well

Escal. No, sir, nor I mean it not. what they are: but precise villains they are, that I

Clo. Sir, but you shall come to it, by your how am sure of; and void of all profanation in the nour's leave: and I beseech you, look into master world, that rood Christians ought to have.

Froth here, sir ; a man of fourscore pound a year; Escul. This comes off well;' here's a wise officer. whose father died at Hallowmas :-Was't not at Ang. Go to: what quality are they of ? Elbow Hallowmas, master Froth?

Froth. All-hnllond 13 eve. is your name? Why dost thou not speak, Elbow ? Clo. He cannot, sir; he's out at elbow.

Clo. Why, very well; I hope here be truths Ang. What are you, sir ?

he, sir, sitting, as I say, in a lower' chair, sir; Elb. He, sir? a tapster, sir ; parcello-bawd; one have a delight to sit: have you not?

'twas in the Bunch of Grapes, where, indeed, you that serves a bad woman; whose house, sir, was, as they say, pluck'd down in the suburbsand now

Froth. I have so; because it is an open room, she p ofeases) a hot-house, which, I think, is a

and good for winter. very ill house loo.

(1) Examine. (2) Suited. (3) Pass judgment. (9) Well told. (10) Partly. (11) Keeps a bagnio. (4) Plain. (5) Because. (6) Sentence.

(12) For protest. (13) Eve of All Saints day. (7) Thickest, thorny paths of vice. (8) Wealth.! (14) Easy.


Clo. Why, very well then;-I hope here be Clo. Mistress Over-done. truths.

Escal. Hath she had any more than one husband ? Ang. This will last out a night in Russia, Clo. Nine, sir; Over-done by the last. When nights are longest there: I'll take my leave, Escal. Nine!--Corne hither to me, master Froth. And leave you to the hearing of the cause ; Master Froih, I would not have you acquainted Hoping, you'll find good cause to whip them all. with tapsters; they will draw you, master Froth, Escal. I think no less : good morrow to your and you will hang them: get you gone, and let lordship.

[Erit Angelo. me hear no more of you. Now, sir, come on: what was done to Elbow's Froth. I thank your worship: for mine own wite, once more?

part, I never come into any room in a taphouse, Clo. Once, sir ? there was nothing done to her but I am drawn in.

Escal. Well; no more of it, master Froth: fareElb. I beseech you, sir, ask him what this man well. (Exit Froth.)-Come you hither to me, did to my wife?

master tapster; what's your name, master tapster? Clo. I beseech your honour, ask me.

Clo. Pompey. Escal. Well, sir: what did this gentleman to her? Escal. What else?

Clo. I beseech you, sir, look in this gentleman's Clo. Bum, sir. face :-Good master Froth, look upon his honour; Escal. "Troth, and your bum is the greatest 'lis for a good purpose : doth your honour mark thing about you; so that, in the beastliest sense, you his face?

are Pompey the great. Pompey, you are partly a Escal. Ay, sir, very well.

bawd, Pompey, howsoever you colour it in being a Clo. Nay, I beseech you, mark it well. tapster. Are you not? come, tell me true; it shall Escal, Well, I do so.

be the better for you. Clo. Doth your honour see any harm in his face? Clo. Truly, sir, I am a poor fellow, that would Escal. Why, no.

live. Clo. I'll be suppos'd' upon a book, his face is Escal. How would you live, Pompey? by being the worst thing about him: good then ; if his face a bawd? What do you think of the trade; Pombe the worst thing about him, how could master pey ? is it a lawful trade? Froth do the constable's wife any harm ? I would Clo. If the law would allow it, sir. know that of your honour.

Escal. But the law will not allow it, Pompey; Escal. He's in the right: constable, what say nor it shall not be allowed in Vienna. you to it?

Clo. Does your worship mean to geld and spay Elb. First, an it like you, the house is a re- all the youth in the city ? spected house; next, this is a respected fellow; Escal. No, Pompey. and his mistress is a respected woman.

Clo. Truly, sir, in my poor opinion, they will Clo. Bí this hand, sir, his wife is a more to't then: if your worship will take ordert for the respected person than any of us all.

drabs and the knaves, you need not to fear the Elb. Varlet, thou liest ; thou liest, wicked var- bawds. let: the time is yet to come, that she was ever re Escal. There are pretty orders beginning, I can spected with man, wo!nan, or child.

tell you: it is but headinr and hanging. Clo. Sir, she was respected with him before he Cio. If you head and hang all that offend that married with her.

way but for ten year together, you'll be glad to Escal. Which is the wiser here ? justice, or ini- give out a commission for more heads. If this law quitv ?? Is this true?

hold in Vienna ten year, I'll rent the firest house Elb. O thou caitiff! O thou varlet! O thou wick- in it, after three-pence a bay: if you live to see ed Hanniba!!I respected with her, before I was this come to pass, say Pompey told you so. married to her? If ever I was respected with her, Es a'. Thank yori

, good Pompey; and, in reor she with me, let not your worship think ma the quital of your prophecy, hark you, — 1 advise you, poor duke's officer:---Prove ihis, thou tricked lan- let me not find you before me again upon any comnibal, or I'll have mine action of battery on thee. plaint whatsoever, no, not for dwelling where you

Escal. If he took you a box o' the ear, you do; if I do, Pompey, I shall beat you to your tent, mirrht have vour artion of slander too.

and prove a shrewd Cæsar to you; in plain dealElb: Marry, I thank your good worship for it: ing, Pompey, I shall have you whipt: so for this what is't your worship’s pleasure I should do with time Pompey, fare you we!l. this wicked caitiff?

Clo. I thank your worship for your good counEscal. Truly, officer, because he hath some of sel; but I shall follow it, as the flesh and fortune fenees in him, that thou wouldst discover is thou shall better determine. couldst, let him continue in his courses, tilt thou Whip me! No, no; let carman whip his jade; know'st what they are.

The valiant heart's not whipt out of his trade. (Ex. Elb. Marry, I thank your worship for it:-hou Escal. Come hither to me, master Elbow; come seest, thou wicked varlet now, what's come upon hither, master Constable. How long have you thee; thou art to continue now, thou varlet; thou been in this place of constable ? art to continue.

Elb. Seven years and a hall, sir. Escal. Where were you born, friend? (To Froth. Escal. I thought, by your readiness in the office, Froth. Here, in Vienna, sir.

you had continued in it some time: You say, seven Escal. Are you of fourscore pounds a year?

years together? Froth. Yes, and't please you, sir.

Elb. And a half, sir. Escal. So.-What trade are you of, sir ?

Escal. Alas! it' hath been great pains to you !

(To the Clown. They do you wrong to put you so oft upon't: Are Clo. A tapster: a poor widow's tapster. there not men in your ward sufficient to serve it ? Escal. Your mistress's name?

Elb. Faith, sir, few of any wit in such matters :

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as they are chosen, they are glad to choose me for them; 1 do it Tor some piece of money, and go through with all.

Escai. Look you, bring me in the names of some six or seven, the most sufficient of your parish.

Etb. To your worship's house, sir?

Escai. To my house: Fare you well. [Exit Elbow] What's o'clock, think you 7

Jtut. Eleven, sir.

Escai. I pray you home to dinner with me.

Just. 1 humbly thank you.

Escai. It grieves me for the death of Claudio; But ihere's no remedy.

Jtut. Lord Angelo is severe.

Escai. It is but needful:

Mercy is not itself, that oft looks so:
Pardon is still the nurse of second wo:
But yet,—Poor Claudio!—There's no remedy.
Come, sir. [Exeunt.

SCE.YE II.Another room in the tame. Enter
Provost and a Servant.

Serv. He's hearing of a cause; he will come

straight. I'll tell him of you.

Prov. Pray you, do. [Exit Servant.] I'll know His pleasure; mjiv be, he will relent: Alas, He hath but as oflended in a dream! All sects, all ages, smack of this vice; and he To die for it!

Enter Angelo.

Ang. _ Now, what's the matter, provost?

Prov. Is it your will Claudio shall die to-morrow?

JIng. Did I not tell thee, yea? hadst thou not order 7 Why dost thou ask again?

Prov. Lest I might be too rash:

Under your good correction, I have seen,
When, afler execution, judgment hath
Repented o'er bis doom.

Ang. Go to; let that be mine;

Do you your office, or give up your place,
And you shall well be spar'd.

Prov. I crave your honour's pardon.—

What shall be done, sir, with the groaning Juliet? She's very near her hour.

•ting. Dispose of her

To some more fitter place; and that with speed.

Re-enter Servant.

Sot. Here is the sister of the man condemn'd, Desires access to you.

Aug. Hath he a sister?

Prov. Ay, my good lord ; a very virtuous maid, And to be shortly of a sisterhood, If not alreadv.

Ang. Well, let her be admitted. [Ex. Serv. See you the fornicatress be remov'd; Let her have needful, but not lavish, means; There shall be order for it.

Enter Lucio and Isabella.

Prov. Save your honour! 1 Offering to retire.

Ang. Stav a little while.—[To Isab.] You arc welcome: What's your will?

Isab. I am a wofiil suitor to your honour, Please but your honour hear me.

Ang. Well; what's vour suit?

Isab. There is a vice, that most I do abhor, And most desire should meet the blow of justice; For which I would not plead, but that I must;

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For which I must not plead, but that I am
At war, 'twixt will, and will not-
ing. Well; the mater 7

Isab. I have a brother is condemn'd to die:
I do beseech you, lei it be his fault,
And not my brother.

Prov. Heaven give thee moving graces!

Ang. Condemn the fault, and not the actor of it! Why, every fault's condemn'd, ere it be done: Mine were the very cypher of a function, To find the fault*, whose tine stands in record, And let go by the actor.

hob. 0 just, but severe law!

I had a brother then.—Heaven keep your honour!


Lucio. [To Isab.] Give't not o'er so: to him again, entreat him; Kneel down before him, bang upon his gown; You are too cold: if you should need a pin, You could not with more tame a tongue desire it: To him, I say.

Isab. Must he needs die?

Ang. Maiden, no remedy.

Isab. Yes: I do think that you might pardon him, And neither heaven, nor man, grieve at the mercy.

Ang. I will not do't.

Isab. But can you, if you would 7

Ang. Look, what I will not, that I cannot do.

/»oo. But might you do't, and do the world no wrong, If so your heart were touch'd with that remorse1 As mine is to him?

Ang. He's sentene'd; 'tis too late.

Lucio. You are too cold. [To Isabella.

Isab. Too late? why, no; I, that do speak a word, May call it back again: Well believe* IW.t, No ceremony that to great ones 'longs, Not the Km-. r's crown, nor the deputed sword, The marshal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Become them with one half so good a grace, As mercy does. If he had been as you. And you as he, you would have slipt like him; But he, like you, would not have been so stern.

Aug. Pray you, begone.

Isab. I would to heaven I had your potency, And you were Isabel! should it then be thus 7 No; I would tell what 'twere to be a judge, And what a prisoner.

Lucio. Ay, touch him : there's the vein. [Aside

Ang. Your brother is a forfeit of the law, And you but waste your words.

Isab. Alas! alas!

Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once:
And He that might the vantage best have took,
Found out the remedy: How would you be.
If He, which is the top of judgment, should
But judge you as you are? O, think on that;
And mercy then will breathe within your lips,
Like man new made.

Ang. 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 j—He must die to-mor-
• row.

Isab. To-morrow? O, that's sudden! Spare him,
spare him:
He's not prepar'd for death! Even for our kitchens
We kill the fowl of season ;s shall we serve heaven
With less respect than we do minister
To our gross selves? Good, good my lord, bethink

you: Who is it that hath died for this offence 7

(3) When in season.

There's man; taw committed it.

Lucia. At, well said.

Jtng. The law hath not been dead, though it hath skpt: Those man; bad not dar'd to do that erO, If the first man that did the edict infringe, Had answer'd for his deed: now, 'lis awake; Talcs note of w hat is done; and, like a prophet, Looks in a glass, that shows what future mis (Either now, or by remissness ncw-coneei»*d, And so in progress to be halch'd and bom,) Are now to have no successive degrees, But, where the; lire, to end.

Isab. Yet show some nit;.

.fur. I show it most of all, when 1 show justice; For then I pit; those I do not know. Which a dismiss'd offence would after gall; And do him right, that, answering one foul wrong. Lives not to act another. Be saUsSed; Your brother dies to-morrow: be content.

Isab. So you must be the first, that gives this sentence: And he, that suffers: 0, it is excellent To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous To use it luce a giant.

Lucia. That's well said.

/»si. Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet. For every pelting1 petty officer, Would use his heaven for thunder; nothing but


Merciful heaven!

Thou rather, with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt,

Split'st the unwedireable and gnarled* oak.

Than the soft myrtle:—O, but man, proud man!

Drest in a little brief authority;

Most ignorant of what he's most assur'd.

His glassy essence,—like an angry ape.

Plays such funtustic tricks before nigh heaven,

As make the angels weep: who, with our spleens,

Would all themselves laugh mortal.

/.lino. O, to him, to him, wench: he will relent j He's coming, I perceive'L

Prov. Pray heaven, she win him!

hab. We cannot weigh our bro'.her with ourself: Great men may iest with saints: 'tis wit in them; But, in less, foul profanation.

'jicio. Thou art in Die right, girl; more o' that.

Isab. That in the captain's but a choleric word, VYhk-h in the soldier is flat blasphemy.

Luc in. Art advis'd o' that? more on't.

Jin z. Why do you put these sayings upon me?

Isab. Because authority, though it err like others, Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, That skims the vice o' the lop: Go to your bosom , Knock there.; and ask your heart what it doth know That's like my brother's fault: if it confess A natural guiltiness, such as is his, Let it not sound a thouaht upon your tongue Against my brother's life.

•Ing. She speaks^ and Mis

Such sense, that my sense breeds with it. Fare

vou well.

Isab. Gentle my lord, turn back.

Jug. 1 will bethink me:—Come again to-morrow.

Isab. Hark, how I'll bribe you: Good my lord, turn back.

Jhir. How! bribe me 7

Isab. Ay, with such gifts, that heaven shall share with you.

M) Paltry. (2) Knotted. (S) Attested, stamped. (■4) Preserved from the corruption of the world.

I Lucie. You had marrM all else.

Isab. Not with fond shekels of the tested* gold.

Or stones, whose rates are either rich or poor,
As fanry values them; but with trne prater*,
That shall be ur> in heaven, and enter there.
Ere sun-rise; prsyirs from preserved* sours.
From fasting maids, whose minds are dedicate
To nothing temporal.

.Inc. Well; come to me


/jiric. Go to ; it is well; away. [J *m> to Isab.

Isab. Heaven keep your honour safe!

•Ing. Amen: for I

Am that way going to temptation, [.fnVi.

\\ here prayers cross.

Isab. At what hour to-morrow

Shall I attend your lordship f

.**«■. At any time Tore noon.

Isab. Save your honour! [ r-rr.Lur. Isa. avis'Pro.

.fag. From thee; even from thv virtue!—

What's this T w hat's this? Is this her fault, or mine?
The tempter, or the tempted, who sins most? Ha!
Not she; nor doth she tempt: but it is I,
That lying by the violet, in the sun.
Do, as the carrion does, not as the flower,
Corrupt with virtuous season. Can it be,
That modesty may more betray our sense
Than woman's lightness 7 Having waste ground

Shall we desire to raie the sanctuary,
And pitch our evils there ?» O, fie, fie, fie!
What dost thuu? or what art thou, Angelo?
Dost thou drsire her foully, for those things
That make her good? O, let her brother live:
Thieves for their robbery have authority,
When judges steal themselves. What? do I love bet.
That I desire to hear her speak again.
And feast upon her eyes? What »s't I dream on?

0 cunning cnemv, that, to catch a saint.

With saints dosl"bait thy hook! Most dangerous
Is that temptation, that doth goad us on
To sin in loving virtue: never could the strumpet,
With all her double vigour, art, and nature,
Once stir my temper ; but this virtuous maid
Subdues me quite ;—Ever, till now,
When men were fond, I smil'd, and wonder'd how,


SCEJs'E III.—JI room in a prism. Enter Duke, habited like a Friar, and Provost.

Dnke. Hail to you. provost: so, I think you are. Pror. I am the provost: What's your will, good

friar? DiiJtr. Bound by my charity, and my bless'd


1 come to visit the afflicted spirits

Here in the prison : do me the common right
To let me see them; and te make me know
The nature of their crimes, that I may minister

To them accordingly. /Veil-. I would do more than that, if more went needful.

.Enter Juliet.

Look, here comes one; a gentlewoman of mine.
Who falling in the flames of her own youth,
Hath blister'd her report: She is with child;
And he that got it, sentene'd: a young man
More (it to do another such offence,
Than die for this.
Alice. When must he die 7

(S) See S Kings, x. 17.

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