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VINCENTIO, Duke of Vienna.
Angelo, Lord Deputy in the Duke's absence.
Escalus,} an ancient Lord, join'd with Angelo in the
Claudio, a young gentleman.
Lucio, a fantastick.
Two Gentlemen.
Varrius, a gentleman, fervant to the Duke.
Peten, ass} two Friars.
A Justice.
Elbow, a simple Constable.
Froth, a foolish gentlemar.
Clown, Servant to Mrs. Over-don.
Abhorson, an executioner.
Barnardine, a disolute prisoner.

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Isabella, fistler to Claudio.
Marina, betrothed to Angelo.
Juliet, beloved of Claudio.
Francisca, a Nun.
Mistress Over-don, a bawd.

Guards, Officers, and other attendants.

SCENE, Vienna.



A C T I.

SCENE, the Duke's PALACE.

Enter Duke, Escalus, and Lords.

Escal. My Lord.
Duke. Of Government the properties t’un-

Would seem in me t'affect speech and dir-

course. Since I am not to know, that your own Science Exceeds, in that, the lists of all advice My strength can give you: then no more remains: (1)



then no more remaines : Put that to your Sufficiency, as your Worth is able, And let them work] I doubt not, but this Passage, either from the Impertinence of the Actors, or the Negligence of the Copyitts, has come maim'd to us. In the first place, what an unmeasurable, inharmonious, Verse have we here; and, then, how lame is the Sense! What was Escalus to put to his Sufficiency? Why, his Science. But his Science and his Sufficiency were but One and the fame Thing. On what then doce the Relative, tbem, depend? The old Editions read thus.

-Then no more remaines,
But that to your Sufficiency, as your Worth is able,

And let them work.
Here, again, the Sense is manifestly lame and defective, and as the
Yerlification is so too, they concur tó make me think, a Line has acci-
dentally been left out, Perhaps, fomething like This might supply our
Author's Meaning


Put that to your sufficiency, as your worth is able;
And let them work. The nature of our people,
Our city's inftitutions, and the terms
Of common justice, y'are as pregnant in,
As art and practice hath enriched any
That we remember. There is our Commission,
From which we would not have you warp. Call hither,
I say, bid come before us Angelo:
What figure of us, think you, he will bear?
For you must know, we have with special soul
Elected him our Absence to supply;
Leng him our Terror, dreft him with our Love;
And giv'n his Deputation all the organs
Of our own Power: say, what think you of it?
Escal. If


in Vienna be of worth To undergo fuch ample grace and honour, It is lord Angelo.

Enter Angelo, Duke. Look, where he comes.

Ang. Always obedient to your Grace's will,
I come to know your pleasure.

Duke. Angelo,
There is a kind of character in thy life,
That to th’ observer doth thy history
Fylly unfold : thy self and thy belongings
Are not thine own so proper, as to waste
Thy self upon thy virtues ; they on thee.
Heav'n doth with us, as we with torches dos

Then no more remains,
But that to your Sufficiency you add
Due Diligency, as your Worth is able;

And let them work. By fome such Supplement both the Sense and Measure would be curtt. But as the Conjecture is unsupported by any Authorities, I have not pretended to thrust it into the Text; but submit it to Judgment. They, who are acquainted with Books, know, that, where two Words of a similar Length and Termination happen to lie under one another, nothing is more common than for Transcribers to glance their Eye at once from the forff to the under moft Word, and so leave out the intermediate part of the Sentence.

Not light them for themselves : for if our virtues (2)
Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike
As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd,
But to fine issues : nor Nature never lends
The smallest scruple of her excellence,
But, like a thrifty Goddess, she determines
Her self the glory of a creditor,
Both thanks, and use, But I do bend my speech
To one that can my part in him advertis;
Hold therefore, Angelo :
In our Remove, be thou at full our self.
Mortality and Mercy in Vienna
Live in thy tongue and heart: old Efcatus,
Though first in question, is thy Secondary.
Take thy Commission.

Ang. Now, good my lord,
Let there be some more test made of my metal,
Before so noble and so great a figure
Be stampt upon it.

Duke. Come, no more evasion :
We have with a prepar'd and leaven'd choice
Proceeded to you, therefore take your honours.
Our hafte from hence is of so quick condition,
That it prefers it self, and leaves unquestion’d
Matters of needful value. We shall write to you,
As time and our concernings Thall importune,
How it goes with us; and do look to know
What doth befal you here. So, fare you well. ,
To th' hopeful execution do I leave you
Of your Commissions.

Ang. Yet give me leave, my lord,
That we may bring you something on the way,

Duke. My hafte may not admit it;
Nor need you, on mine honour, have to do

(2) - for if our Virtues

Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alikę

As if we bad.shem not.] This Sentiment seems to have sprurg from the following Paffage of Horace, Lib. 4. Ode 9.

Paullum fepultæ diftat Inertia
Celata Virtus.

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