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“ Which sorrow is always towards ourselves, not
Shewing, we would not spare heaven, as we love it, “ But as we stand in fear..." Juliet. I do repent me, as it is an evil
i And take the shame with joy.
Duke. There reșt.
“ Prov. 'Tis pity of him.
ANGELO's House. Enter ANGELO.
Could I, with boot, change for an idle plume Which the air beats for vain. Oh place! oh form! How often dost thou with thy case, thy habit, Wrench awe from fools, and tie the wiser souls 570 To thy false seeming ? '“ Blood, thou art but blood : “ Let's write good angel on the devil's horn, ¢ 'Tis not the devil's crest."
Vhich sorrow is always towards ourselves, not
heaven ; hewing, we would not spare heaven, as we love it, ut as we stand in fear..." liet. I do repent me, as it is an evil; take the shame with joy. ke. There rest.
partner, as I hear, must die to-morrow, 550 I am going with instruction to him: go with you! benedicite. zliet. Must die to-morrow! Oh, injurious love, t respites me a life, whose very comfort ill a dying horror! iv. 'Tis pity of him.
Enter Servant. How now, who's there?
Serv. One Isabel, a sister, desires access to you,
Ang. Teach her the way. [Solus.] Oh heavens ! Why does my blood thus muster to my heart,
Making both it unable for itself, " And dispossessing all my other parts “ Of necessary fitness ?
580 “ So play the foolish throngs with one that swoons ; “ Come all to help him, and so stop the air “ By which he should revive : and even so " The general, subject to a well-wish'd king, “Quit their own part, and in obsequious fondness ļCrowd to his presence, where their untaught love " Must needs appear offence."
ANGBLO's House. Enter ANGELO.
Vhen I would pray and think, I think and pray I subjects : heaven hath my empty words ; i intention, hearing not my tongue, n Isabel : Heaven is in
my mouth, did but only chew its name;'
heart, the strong and swelling evil ception: The state, whereon I studied, od thing, being often read, 'd and tedious ; yea, my gravity, it no man hear me) I take pride,
How now, fair maid ?
Isab. I am come to know your pleasure, Aug. That you might know it, would much better please me,
Than to demand what 'tis. Your brother cannot
[Going. Ang. Yet
he live a while; and, it may be, As long as you, or I: Yet he must die.
Isab. Under your sentence ?
Isab. When, I beseech you? that in his reprieve,
599 Ang. Ha! Fie, these filthy vices ! 'It were as good To pardon him, that hath from nature stolen A man already made, as to remit Their sawcy sweetness, that do coin heaven's image In stamps that are forbid: “'tis all as easy " Falsely to take away a life true made, " As to put metal in restrained means, " To make a false one."
Isab. 'Tis set down so in heaven, but not in earthi.
Ang. Say you so ? then I shall poze you quickly. Which had you rather, That the most just law' 610 Now took
brother's life; or, to redeem him,
Isab, Sir, believe this,
Ang. I talk not of your soul; Our compellid sins Stand more for number than for accompt.
Isab. How say you?
MEASURE FOR MEASURE.
i to demand what 'tis. Your brother cannot
[Going 7. Yet
he live a while; and, it may be,
599 Ha! Fie, these filthy vices ! It were as good don him, that hath from nature stolen already made, as to remit zwcy sweetness, that do coin heaven's image ps that are forbid : “ 'tis all as easy y to take away a life true made, put
metal in restrained means, ke a false one." Tis set down so in heaven, but not in earth. ay you so ? then I shall poze you quickly. id you rather, That the most just law 610 - your brother's life; or, to redeem hin, our body to such sweet uncleanness, at he hath stain'd? į, believe this, er give my body than my soul. alk not of your soul; Our compelled sins z for number than for accompt. w say you!
47 Ang. Nay, I'll not warrant that; for I can speak Against the thing I say. Answer to this, I, now the voice of the recorded law, Pronounce a sentence on your brother's life: Might there not be a charity in sin, To save this brother's life? · Isab. Please you to do't, I'll take it as a peril to my soul, It is no sin at all, but charity.
Ang. Pleas'd you to do't, at peril of your soul, Were equal poize of sin and charity.
Isab. That I do beg his life, if it be sin, 630 Heaven, let me bear it! you granting of my suit, If that be sin, I'll make it my morn prayer To have it added to the faults of mine, And nothing of your, answer.
Ang. Nay, but hear me : Your sense pursues not mine: either you are ignorant; Or seem so, craftily; and that's not good.
Isab. Let me be ignorant, and in nothing good, But graciously to know I am no better.
Ang. Thus wisdom wishes to appear most bright, When it doth tax itself: “as these black masks 641 6. Proclaim an enshield beauty ten times louder “ Than beauty could displayed."--But mark me; To be received plain, I'll speak more gross: Your brother is to die.
Ang. And his offence is so, as it appears Accountant to the law upon that pain, 3
Isab. As much for my poor brother, as myself:
Ang. Then mụst your brother die,
Isab. And 'twere the cheaper way: Better it were, a brother dy'd at once, Than that a sister, by redeeming him,
670 Should die for ever.
Ang. Were not you then as cruel as the sentence That you have slander'd so?
Isab. Ignominy in ransomn, and free pardon, Are of two houses : lawful mercy Is nothing kin to foul redemption. Ang. You seemd of late to make the law a tyrant;