Isab. Yet shew some pity. Ang. I shew it most of all, when I shew justice; For then I pity 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 satisfy'd; Your brother dies to-morrow; be content. 420 Isab. So you must be the first, that gives this sen tence; And he, that suffers: Oh, it is excellent To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous, Lucio. That's well said. " Isab. Could great men thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, For every pelting, petty officer, Would use his heaven for thunder; nothing but thun der. Merciful heaven! Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolt Split'st the unwedgeable and gnarled oak, Than the soft myrtle: O, but man, proud man, Most ignorant of what he's most assur'd, 430 Plays such fantastick tricks before high heaven, As make the angels weep; "who, with our spleens, "Would all themselves laugh mortal. 439 "Lucio. Oh, to him, to him, wench: he will relent, "He's coming; I perceiv'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 j 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." Ang. Why do you put these sayings upon me? 450 Isab. Because authority, though it err like others, Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, That skins the vice o' the top: 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 thought upon your tongue Ang. [Aside.] She speaks, and 'tis Such sense, that my sense breeds with it. [To ISAB.] Fare you well. Isab. Gentle, my lord, turn back. 460 Ang. I will bethink me :-Come again to-morrow, Isab. Hark, how I'll bribe you: turn back." Ang. How bribe me ? "Good my lord, Isab. Ay, with such gifts, that heaven shall share with you. Lucio. You had marr'd all, else. Isab. Not with fond shekels of the tested gold, Qr stones, whose rates are either rich, or poor, As As fancy values them: but with true prayers, Ang. Well, come to me to-morrow. 470 "Lucio. Go to; 'tis well; [Aside to ISAB.] away." Isab. Heaven keep your honour safe! Ang. Amen: For I am that way going to temptation, Where prayers cross. Isab. At what hour to-morrow Shall I attend your lordship? [Aside. 480 Ang. At any time 'fore noon. Isab. Save your honour! [Exeunt LUCIO and ISAB. Ang. From thee; even from thy virtue ! What's this? what's this? Is this her fault, or mine? Shall we desire to raze the sanctuary, E 490 Thieves Thieves for their robbery have authority, When judges steal themselves. What? do I love her, That I desire to hear her speak again, 500 And feast upon her eyes?"what is't I dream on ?" To sin in loving virtue: never could the strumpet, When men were fond, I smil'd, and wonder'd how. [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 Prov. I would do more than that, if more were needful. Enter Enter JULIET. 520 Look, here comes one; a gentlewoman" of mine, "Who falling in the flaws of her own youth, "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, And try your penitence, if it be sound, Or hollowly put on. Juliet. I'll gladly learn. Duke. Love you the man that wrong'd you ? 531 Juliet. Yes, as I love the woman that wrong'd him. Duke. So then, it seems, your most offenceful act Was mutually committed? Juliet. Mutually. Duke. Then was your sin of heavier kind than his. pent, 541 do re As that the sin hath brought you to this shame,—~ |