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ound out the remedy: How would you be,
he, which is the top of judgment, should It judge you, as you are ? Oh, think on that, nd mercy then will breathe within your lips, he man new made.
391 Ing. Be you content, fair maid : s the law, not I, condemns your
brother: rel.e my kinsman, brother, or my son, rould be thus with him ;-he must die to-morrow. ch. To-morrow? Oh, that's sudden! Spare hin,
spare him; 's not prepar'd for death! Even for our kitchens e kill the fowl, of season; shall we serve heaven th less respect than we do minister our gross selves ?" Good, good my lord, bethink you:
400 s it that hath died for this offence? 's many
have committed it. • Ay, well said. The law hath not been dead, though it hath
slept: any had not dar'd to do that evil, ist man, that did the edict infringe, wer'd for his deed : " now, 'tis awake; note of what is done; and, like a prophet, in a glass that shews what future evils, * now, or by remissness new-conceiv'd, 410 in progress
to be hatch'd and born) v to have no successive degrees, - they live, to end.”
Isab. Yet shew some pity.
Ang. I shew it most of all, when I shew justice;
Isab. Could great men thunder
“ who, with our spleens, “Would all theinselves laugh mortal.
439 “ Lucio. Oh, to him, to him, wench: he will relent, “ He's coming ; I perceiy't.”
Prov. Pray heaven she win him!
Isab. We cannot weigh our brother with ourself; Great men may jest with saints : 'tis wit in them; But, in the less, foul profanation.
“ Lucio. Thou’rt in the right, girl; more o' that.
“ Isab. That in the captain's but a cholerick word, " Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy.
« Lucio. Art advis'd o'that? more on't.”
Isab. Because authority, though it err like others,
Ang. [ Aside.] She speaks, and ’tis
Fare you well.
Co TI TH
Lucio. You had marr'd all, else.
prim'. Pray heaven she win him!
in the less, foul profanation. Lucio. Thou’rt in the right, girl; more o' that. Isab. That in the captain's but a cholerick word, hich in the soldier is flat blasphemy. Lucio. Art advis'd o’that? more on't." 15. Why do you put these sayings upon me? 459 b. Because authority, though it err like others, yet a kind of medicine in itself, skins the vice o’the top: Go to your
bosom; k there; and ask your heart, what it doth knoty s like my brother's fault: if it confess ural guiltiness such as is his, not sound a thought upon your tongue
As fancy values them: but with true prayers,
Ang. Well, come to me to-morrow.
Isab. 'At what hour to-morrow
Ang. At any timne 'fore noon.
Ang. From thee; even from thy virtue !
490 That modesty may more betray our sense Than woman's lightness? having waste ground
st my brother's life.
You had marr'd alí, else, Not with fond shekels of the tested gold, ig
whose rates are either rich, or poor,
Thieves for their robbery have authority,
A Prison. Enter Duke, habited like a Friar, and
Duke. Hail to you, provost! so, I think, you are. Prov. I am the provost: What's your will, good
friar? Duke. Bound by my charity, and my bless'd order, I come to visit the afflicted spirits Here in the prison : do me the common right To let me see them; and to make me know The nature of their crimes, that I
minister To them accordingly. Prov. I would do more than that, if more were needful,
MEASURE FOR MEASURE. Ad II. les for their robbery have authority, i judges steal themselves. What? do I love her, I desire to hear her speak again, 500
her eyes ? “what is't I dream on?" linning enemy, that, to catch a saint, saints dost bait thy hook ! most dangerous temptation, that doth goad us on in loving virtue : never could the strumpet, ll her double vigour, art and nature, tir my temper; but this virtuous maid 's me quite :-Ever, till now, nen were fond, I smild, and wonder'd how.
Look, here comes one; a gentlewoman “ of mine, “ Who falling in the flaws of her own youth, 520 “ Hath blister'd her report :” She is with child; And he that got it, sentenc’d: a young man More fit to do another such offence, Than die for this.
Duke. When must he die?
Prov. As I do think, to-morrow. I have provided for you; stay a while, [TO Juliet. And you
shall be conducted. Duke. Repent you, fair one, of the sin you carry? Juliet. I do; and bear the shame most patiently. Duke. I'll teach you how you shall arraign your conscience,
531 And try your penitence, if it be sound, Or hollowly put on.
Juliet. I'll gladly learn.
him. Duke. So then, it seems, your most offenceful act Was mutually committed?
”. Enter Duke, habited like a Friar, and
Hail to you, provost! so, I think, you are.
visit the afflicted spirits
see them; and to make me know