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hour before his entering, that if any crave Isab. Besides, he tells me, that if peradredress of injustice, they should exhibit their venture petitions in the street ?

He speak against me on the adverse side, Escal. He shows his reason for that ;-0 I should not think it strange ; for 'tis a physic have a despatch of complaints, and to deliver That's bitter to sweet end. us from devices hereafter, which shall then Mari. I would, friar Peterhave no power to stand against us.

Isab.

O, peace ! the friar is come. Ang. Well, I beseech you, let it be pro

Enter Friar Peter. claim'1 :

F. Peter. Come; I have found you out a Betimes i' the morn I'll call you at your house : stand most fit,

[duke, Give notice to such men of sort and suit Where you may have such vantage on the As are to meet him.

He shall not pass you. Twice have the Escal.

I shall, sir ; fare you well. trumpets sounded ; Ang. Good night.- [Exeunt Escalus. The generous and gravest citizens This deed unshapes me quite, males me un- Have hent the gates, and very near upon pregnant,

[maid ! The duke is ent'ring : therefore hence, away. And dull to all proceedings. A deflower'd

[Exeunt. And by an eminent body, that enforc'd The law against it! But that her tender shanie

ACT V. Will not proclaim against her maiden loss, How might she tongue me! Yet reason dares SCENE I.-A public Place near the City Gate. her No;

Mariana, veiled, Isabella, and Friar Peter, at For my authority bears so credent bulk,

a distance. Enter from one side, Duke, That no particular scandal once can touch, Varrius, Lords ; from the other, Angelo, But it confounds the breather. He should Escalus, Lucio, Provost, Officers, and have liv'd,

(sense, Citizens. Save that his riotous youth, with dangerous Duke. My very worthy cousin, fairly met :Might in the times to come have ta'en revenge, Our old and faithful friend, we are glad to see By so receiving a dishonour'd life, (had liv'd!

you.

(royal grace ! With ransom of such shame. Would yet he Ang. and Escal. Happy return be to your Alack! when once our grace we have forgot, Duke. Many and hearty thankings to you Nothing goes right : we would, and we would both. not.

[Exit. We have made inquiry of you ; and we hear

Such goodness of your justice, that our soul SCENE V.-Fields without the Town.

Cannot but yield you forth to public thanks, Enter Duke, in his own habit, and Friar Peter. Forerunning more requital. Duke. These letters at fit time deliver me. Ang. You make my bonds still greater.

(Giving letters.

Duke. O, your des speaks loud ; and I The provost knows our purpose, and our plot.

should wrong it, The matter being afoot, keep your instruction, To lock it in the wards of covert bosom, And hold you ever to our special drift, When it deserves, with characters of brass, Though sometimes you do blench from this A forted residence 'gainst the tooth of time, to that,

(house, And razure of oblivion. Give me your hand, As cause doth minister. Go, call at Flavius' And let the subject see, to make them know And tell him where I stay: give the like notice That outward courtesies would fain proclaim To Valentinus, Rowland, and to Crassus, Favours that keep within.-Come, Escalus ; And bid them bring the trumpets to the gate ; You must walk by us on our other hand ;But send me Flavius first.

And good supporters are you. F. Peter. It shall be speeded well. [Exit. Friar Peter and Isabella come forward. Enter Varrius.

F. Peter. Now is your time : speak loud, Duke. I thank thee, Varrius ; thou hast and kneel before him.

[regard made good haste :

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Isab. Justi

O royal duke! Vail your Come, we will walk. There's other of our Upon a wrong'd, I'd fain have said, a maid ! Will greet us here anon, my gentle Varrius. O worthy prince, dishonour not your eye

[Exeunt. By throwing it on any other object,

Till you have heard me in my true complaint, SCENE VI.--Street near the City Gate.

And given me justice, justice, justice, justice ! Enter Isabella and Mariana.

Duke. Relate your wrongs ; in what? by Isab. To speak so indirectly, I am loth :

whom? Be brief; I would say the truth ; but to accuse him so, Here is lord Angelo shall give you justice : That is your part : yet I'm advis'd to do it ; Reveal yourself to him. He says, to veil full purpose.

Isab.

O worthy duke, Mari.

Be ruld by him. I You bid me seek redemption of the devil:

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Hear me yourself; for that which I must speak, Duke.

I wish you now, then ; Must either punish me, not being believ'd, Pray you, take note of it: and when you have Or wring redress from you : hear me, O, hear A business for yourself, pray heaven, you then me, here!

[firm : Be perfect. Ang. My lord, her wits, I fear me, are not Lucio. I warrant your honour. [heed to it. She hath been a suitor to me for her brother, Duke. The warrant's for yourself; take Cut off by course of justice, -

Isab. This gentleman told somewhat of my Isao. By course of justice ! Lucio. Right.

(tale, Ang. And she will speak most bitterly, and Duke. It may be right; but you are in the strange.

[I speak : wrong Isab. Most strange, but yet most truly, will To speak before your time.- Proceed. That Angelo's forsworn; is it not strange? Isab,

I went That Angelo's a murderer : is't not strange ? To this pernicious caitiff deputy,– That Angelo is an adulterous thief,

Duke. That's somewhat madly spoken. A hypocrite, a virgin-violator;

Isab.

Pardon it ; Is it not strange, and strange ?

The phrase is to the matter. Duke.

Nay, it is ten time strange. Duke. Mended again. The matter ;-proIsab. It is not truer he is Angelo,

ceed.

by, Than this is all as true as it is strange :

Isab. In brief,--to set the needless process Nay, it is ten times true ; for truth is truth How I persuaded, how I pray'd, and kneeld, To th' end of reckoning.

How he refelld me, and how I replied, Duke.

Away with her,-poor soul, (For this was of much length,)--the vile conShe speaks this in th' infirmity of sense.

clusion Isab. O prince, I conjure thee, as thou be- I now begin with grief and shame to utter :

He would not, but by gift of my chaste body There is another comfort than this world, To his concupiscible intemperate lust, That thou neglect me not, with that opinion Release my brother; and, after much debateThat I am touch'd with madness; make not ment, impossible

(sible, My sisterly remorse confutes mine honour, That which but seems unlike : 'tis not impos- And I did yield to him: but the next morn beBut one, the wicked'st caitiff on the ground,

times, May seem as shy, as grave, as just, as absolute His purpose surfeiting, he sends a warrant As Angelo ; even so may Angelo,

For my poor brother's head. In all his dressings, characts, titles, forms, Duke.

This is most likely ! Be an arch-villain : believe it, royal prince: Isab. O, that it were as like as it is true ! If he be less, he's nothing ; but he's more, Duke. By heaven, fond wretch! thou know'st Had I more name for badness.

not what thou speak'st, Dake.

By mine honesty, Or else thou art suborn d against his honour If she be mad, -as I believe no other ,- In hateful practice. First, his integrity Her madness hath the oddest frame of sense, Stands without blemish : next, it imports no Such a dependency of thing on thing, As e'er I heard in madness.

That with such vehemency he should pursue

O gracious duke, Faults proper to himself: if he had so offended, Harp not on that; nor do not banish reason He would have weigh'd thy brother by himself, For inequality ; but let your reason serve And not have cut him off. Some one hath To make the truth appear where it seems hid, set you on : And hide the false, seems true.

Confess the truth, and say by whose advice Duke.

Many that are not mad, Thou cam'st here to complain. Have, sure, more lack of reason.—What would Isab.

And is this all ? you say?

Then, O! you blessed ministers above, Isab. I am the sister of one Claudio, Keep me in patience; and, with ripen'd time, Condemn'd upon the act of fornication Unfold the evil which is here wrapt up To lose his head ; condemn'd by Angelo. In countenance !-Heaven shield your grace 1, in probation of a sisterhood, Was sent to by my brother; one Lucio As I, thus wrong'd, hence unbelieved go ! As then the messenger, -

Duke. I know you'd fain be gone. -An That's I, an't like your grace :

officer ! I came to her from Claudio, and desir d her To prison with her !. --Shall we thus permit To try her gracious fortune with Lord Angelo, A blasting and a scandalous breath to fall For her poor brother's pardon.

On him so near us? This needs must be a

That's he indeed. practice.Duke. You were not bid to speak.

Who knew of your intent, and coming hither ? Lucio.

No, my good lord, Isab. One that I would were here, friar Vor wish'd to hold my peace.

Lodowick.

reason

Isab.

from woe,

Lacio.

Isab.

Duke. A ghostly father, belike. Who Are nothing, then neither maid, widow, nor

knows that Lodowick? (dling friar; wife? Lucio. My lord, I know him ; 'tis a med- Lucio. My lord, she may be a punk ; for I do not like the man: had he been lay, my lord, many of them are neither maid, widow, nor For certain words he spake against your grace wife.

[some cause In your retirement, I had swinged him soundly. Duke. Silence that fellow: I would he had Duke. Words against me! This' a good To prattle for himself. friar, belike!

Lucio. Well, my lord.

(married; And to set on this wretched woman here Mari. My lord, I do confess I ne'er was Againstour substitute!-Let this friar be found. And I confess, besides, I am no maid : Lucio.- But yesternight, my lord, she and I have known my husband; yet my husband that friar,

That ever he knew me.

(knows not I saw them at the prison : a saucy friar, Lucio. He was drunk, then, my lord : it A very scurvy fellow.

can be no better.

[thou wert so too. F. Peter Bless'd be your royal grace! Duke. For the benefit of silence, 'would I have stood by, my lord, and I have heard Lucio. Well, my lord. Your royal ear abus'd. First, hath this woman Duke. This is no witness for lord Angelo. Most wrongfully accus'd your substitute, Mari. Now I come to't, my lord : Who is as free from touch or soil with her, She that accuses him of fornication, As she from one ungot.

In self-same manner doth accuse my husband; Duke.

We did believe no less. And charges him, my lord, with such a time, Know you that friar Lodowick, that she speaks When, I'll depose, I had him in mine arms, of?

[holy: With all th' effect of love. F. Peter. I know him for a man divine and Ang

Charges she more than me? Not scurvy, nor a temporary meddler,

Mari. Not that I know. As he's reported by this gentleman ;

Duke.

No? you say, your husband. And, on my trust, a man that never yet

Mari. Why, just, my lord, and that is Angelo, Did, as he vouches, misreport your grace. Who thinks he knows that he ne'er knew my

Lucio. My lord, most villainously; believe it. body; F. Peter. Well, he in time may come to But knows he thinks that he knows Isabel's. clear himself ;

Ang. This is a strange abuse.-Let's see But at this instant he is sick, my lord,

thy face. Of a strange fever. Upon bis mere request,- Mari. 'My husband bids me ; now I will Being come to knowledge that there was com

unmask.

[Unveiling: plaint

This is that face, thou cruel Angelo, (ing on ; Intended 'gainst lord Angelo, -came I hither, Which once thou swor'st was worth the lookTo speak, as from his mouth, what he doth This is the hand, which, with a vow'd contract, know

Was fast belock'd in thine; this is the body Is true, and false ; and what he, with his oath That took away the match from Isabel, And all probation, will make up full clear, And did supply thee at thy garden-house Whensoever he's convented. First, for this in her imagin'd person. (To justify this worthy nobleman, (woman; Duke.

Know you this woman? So vulgarly and personally accus'd,)

Lucio. Carnally, she says. Her shall you hear disproved to her eyes,

Duke.

Sirrah, no more! Till she herself confess it.

Lucio. Enough, my lord. (woman; Duke.

Good friar, let's hear it. Ang. My lord, I must confess, I know this [Isabella is carried off guarded; and And five years since there was some speech of

Mariana comes forward. marriage Do you not smile at this, lord Angelo ?- Betwixt myself and her ; which was broke off, O heaven, the vanity of wretched fools !-- Partly, for that her promised proportions Give us some seats.-Come, cousin Angelo Came short of composition ; but, in chief, In this I'll be impartial : be you judge For that her reputation was disvalued Of your own cause.--Is this the witness, friar? In levity : since which time, of five years, First, let her show her face, and after speak. I never spake with her, saw her, nor heard Mari. Pardon, my lord; I will not show Upon my faith and honour. (from her, my face,

Mari.

Noble prince, Until my husband bid me.

As there comes light from heaven, and words Duke.

What, are you married ? from breath, Mari. No, my lord.

As there is sense in truth, and truth in virtue, Duke.

Are you a maid ? I am affianc'd this man's wife, as strongly Mari.

No, my lord. As words could make up vows: and, my good Duke. A widow, then ?

lord, Mari.

Neither, my lord. But Tuesday night last gone, in'sgarden-house, Duke.

Why, you He knew me as a wife. As this is true,

sure.-

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Let me in safety raise me from my knees; a gentlewoman denies all that you have said. Or else for ever be confixed here,

Lucio. My lord, here comes the rascal I A marble monument !

spoke of ; here, with the provost. Ang

I did but smile till now : Escal. In very good time :-speak not you Now, good my lord, give me the scope of to him, till we call upon you. Lucio. Mum. justice;

Escal. Come, sir, did you set these women My patience here is touch'd. I do perceive, on to slander Lord Angelo? they have conThese poor informal women are no more fessed you did. Duke. 'Tis false. But instruments of some more mightier member, Escal. How! know you where you are ? That sets them on. Let me have way, my lord, Duke. Respect to your great place! and let To find this practice out.

the devil

[throne !-Duke.

Ay, with my heart; Be sometime honour'd for his burning And punish them unto your height of plea- Where is the duke? 'uis he should hear me

speak.

(you speak : Thou foolish friar; and thou pernicious woman, Escal. The duke's in us; and we will hear Compact with her that's gone, think'st thou Look you speak justly. thy oaths,

(saint, Duke. Boldly, at least.---But, O, poor souls ! Though they would sweardown each particular Come you to seek the lamb here of the fox ? Were testimonies against his worth and credit, Good night to your redress. Is the duke gone? That's seald in approbation? — You, lord Then is your cause gone too. The duke's Escalus,

Thus to retort your manifest appeal, [unjust, Sit with my cousin ; lend him your kind pains And put your trial in the villain's mouth To find out this abuse, whence 'tis derived.-- Which here you come to accuse. [of. There is another friar that set them on; Lucio. This is the rascal; this is he I spoke Let him be sent for.

[for he, indecd, Escal. Why, thou unreverend and F. Peter. Would he were here, my lord ! hallow'd friar!

women Hath set the women on to this complaint. Ist not enough, thou hast suborn'd these Your provost knows the place where he abides, To accuse this worthy man, but, in foul mouth, And he may fetch him.

And in the witness of his proper ear, [him Duke. Go do it instantly.- [Exit Provost. To call him villain ? and then to glance from And you, my noble and well-warranted cousin, To the duke himself, to tax him with inWhom it concerns to hear this matter forth,

justice ?

(We'll touze you Do with your injuries as seems you best, Take him hence; to the rack with him !In any chastisement : I for a while

Joint by joint, but we will know his purpose. will leave you ; but stir not you, till you have What! unjust ? Determined upon these slanderers. (well Duke. Be not so hot ; the duke [he Escal. My lord, we'll do it thoroughly. - Dare no more stretch this finger of mine, than

[Exit Duke. Dare rack his own : his subject am I not, Signior Lucio, did not you say you knew that Nor here provincial. My business in this statc friar Lodowick to be a dishonest person ?

Made me a looker-on here in Vienna, Lucio. Cucullus non facit monachum : Where I have seen corruption boil and bubble. honest in nothing, but in his clothes ; and one Till it o'er-run the stew: laws for all faults ; that hath spoke most villainous speeches of But faults so countenanc'd, that the strong the duke.

Escal. We shall entreat you to abide here Stand like the forfeits in a barber's shop, till he comc, and enforce them against him: As much in mock as mark. (him to prison ! we shall find this friar a notable fellow.

Escal. Slander to the state !-Away with Lacio. As any in Vienna, on my word. Ang. What can you vouch against him,

Escal. (To an Attendant.] Call that same signior Lucio Isabel here once again : I would speak with Is this the man that you did tell us of? her. (Exit Attendant.] Pray you, my lord, Lucio. 'Tis he, my lord. Come hither, give me leave to question; you shall see how goodman bald-pate : do you know me? Ill handle her.

Duke. I remember you, sir, by the sound Lucio. Not better than he, by her own re- of your voice: I met you at the prison, in the Escal. Say you?

[port. absence of the duke. Lucio. Marry, sir, I think, if you handled Lucio. O, did you so? And do you reher privately, she would sooner confess : per- member what you said of the duke ? chance, publicly she'll be ashamed.

Duke. Most notedly, sir. Escal. I will go darkly to work with her. Lucio. Do you so, sir? And was the duke Lucio. That's the way; for women are light a fleshmonger, a fool, and a coward, as you at midnight.

then reported him to be? Re-enter Officers with Isabella, Duke, as a Duke. You must, sir, change persons with friar, and Provost.

me, ere you make that my report: you, indeed, Escal. (To Isab.) Come on, mistress : here's spoke so of him ; and much more, much worse.

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Lucio. O thou damnable sellow ! Did not Your unknown sovereignty ! I pluck thee by the nose, for thy speeches ? Duke.

You are pardon'd, Isabel : Duke. I protest, I love the duke as I love And now, dear maid, be you as free to us. myself.

Your brother's death, I know, sits at your Ang. Hark how the villain would close heart ; now, after his treasonable abuses.

And you may marvel why I obscur'd myself, Escal. Such a fellow is not to be talk'd Labouring to save his life, and would not withal.- Away with him to prison !-Where rather is the provost ?-Away with him to prison ! Make rash remonstrance of my hidden power, Lay bolts enough on him : let him speak no Than let him so be lost. O most kind maid, more.--Away with those giglots too, and with It was the swift celerity of his death, the other confederate companion !

Which I did think with slower foot came on, [The Provost lays hands on the Duke. That brain'd my purpose : but, peace be with Duke. Stay, sir ; stop awhile.

him! Ang. What! resists he? Help him, Lucio. That life is better life, past fearing death,

Lucio. Come, sir : come, sir ; come, sir : Than that which lives to fear. Make it your foh ! sir. Why, you bald-pated, lying rascal! So happy is your brother.

(comfort, you must be hooded, must you ! show your Isab.

I do, my lord. knave's visage, with a pox to you; show your

Re-enter Angelo, Mariana, Friar Peter, sheep-biting face, and be hanged an hour !

and Provost. Will't not off?

Duke. For this new-married man approach[Pulls off the friar's hood, and discovers the ing here, Duke.

[a duke.- Whose salt imagination yet hath wrong'd Duke. Thou art the first knave that e'er made Your well-defended honour, you must pardon First, Provost, let me bail these gentle three.- For Mariana's sake : but, as he adjudg'd your [To Lucio.] Sneak not away, sir ; for the (Being criminal, in double violation [brother, friar and you

Of sacred chastity, and of promise-breach Must have a word anon.-Lay hold on him. Thereon dependent, for your brother's life,)

Lucio. This may prove worse than hanging. The very mercy of the law cries out
Duke. (To Escalus.] What you have spoke, Most audible, even from his proper tongue,
I pardon ; sit you down :--

" An Angelo for Claudio, death for death !" We'll borrow place of him.-[To Angelo.] Haste still pays haste, and leisure answers Sir, by your leave.

leisure ;

[Measure. Hast thou or word, or wit, or impudence, Like doth quit like, and Measure still for That yet can do thee office? If thou hast, Then, Angelo, thy fault's thus manifested ; Rely upon it till my tale be heard,

Which, though thou wouidst deny, denies And hold no longer out.

thee vantage ; Ang.

O my dread lord, We do condemn thee to the very block I should be guiltier than my guiltiness, Where Claudio stoop'd to death, and with To think I can be undiscernible,

Away with him.

(like haste.-When I perceive your grace, like power divine, Mari. O, my most gracious lord, Hath look'd upon my passes. Then, good I hope you will not mock me with a husband. prince,

Duke. It is your husband mock'd you with No longer session hold upon my shame,

a husband : But let my trial be mine own confession : Consenting to the safeguard of your honour, Immediate sentence then, and sequent death, I thought your marriage fit; else imputation, Is all the grace I beg.

For that he knew you, might reproach your life, Duke, Come hither, Mariana.- And choke your good to come.

For his posSay, wast thou e'er contracted to this woman? sessions, Ang. I was, my lord.

[instantly. Although by confiscation they are ours, Duke. Go take her hence, and marry her We do instate and widow you withal, Do

you the office, friar; which consummate, To buy you a better husband. Return him here again.--Go with him, provost. Mari.

O, my dear lord, [Exeunt Angelo, Mariana, Friar Peter, and I crave no other, nor no better man. Provost.

Duke. Never crave him : we are definitive. Escal. My lord, I am more amaz'd at his Mari. [K'neeling.] Gentle my liege, Than at the strangeness of it. [dishonour, Duke. You do but lose your labour.Duke.

Come hither, Isabel. Away with him to death !-[To Lucio.] Now, Your friar is now your prince : as I was then

sir, to you.

(take my part: Advertising and holy to your business,

Mari. O, my good lord - Sweet Isabel, Not changing heart with habit, I am still Lend me your knees, and, all my life to come, Attorney'd at your service.

I'll lend you all my life to do

you service. Isab.

0, give me pardon, Duke. Against all sense you do importune That I, your vassal, have employ'd and pain'd

her ;

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