420 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.” Isals Isab. Yet shew some pity. Ang. I shew it most of all, when I shew justice; tence; Isab. Could great men thunder der. “ 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.” Prou. 430 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. turn back.", 460 Co TI TH with you. She 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 48. As fancy values them: but with true prayers, Ang. Well, come to me to-morrow. Ang. Amen: 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 enough, Thieves st my brother's life. 460 turn back," with you. You had marr'd alí, else, Not with fond shekels of the tested gold, ig whose rates are either rich, or poor, As 500 Thieves for their robbery have authority, [Exit. SCENE III. A Prison. Enter Duke, habited like a Friar, and Provost. 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 may minister To them accordingly. Prov. I would do more than that, if more were needful, Enter Enter JULIET. east upon 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. [Exit. 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? Juliet. Mutually. do Ei 46 Which SCENE UI. ”. Enter Duke, habited like a Friar, and Provost. Hail to you, provost! so, I think, you are. visit the afflicted spirits see them; and to make me know re Enter |