Liu« Enter Friar Peter: « Peter'. Come; I have found you out a stand mosť

fit; “Where you may have such vantage on the duke, “ He shall not pass you:- Twice have the trumpets

şounded; “ The generous and gravest citizens.

Have hent the gates, and very near upon “ The duke is entring.; therefore hence, away.

[ Exeunt."

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ACT V.. SCENE I,

A publick Place near the City: Enter Duke, “ VAŘRIUS,

Lords, ANGELO, ESCÁLUS, 'LUCIO, “ and Citizen's at several Doors..

:: Duke. My

very worthy cousin; fairly met :-) Our old and faithful «friend, we are glad to see you.

Ang. and Escal. Happy return be to your royal

grace!

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Duke. Many and hearty thankings to you both,
We have made enquiry of you; and we hear
Such goodness of your justice, that our soul
Cannot but yield you forth to publick thanks,
Fore-running more requital:

Ang. You make my bonds still greater,
Duke. Oh, your desert speaks loud; “ and I should

wrong it,
" To lock it in the wards of covert bosoni,

" When

66 When it deserves with characters of brass “ A forted residence, 'gainst the tooth of time " And razure of oblivion :" Give me your hand, And let the subjects see, to make them know That outward courtesies would fain proclaim Favours that keep within.--Come, Escalus; You must walk by us on our other hand ;. And good supporters are you. [ As the Duke is going out,

Enter Peter and ISABELLA,

Peter. Now is your time; speak loud, and kneel

before him. Isab. Justice, O royal Duke! vail your regard Upon a wrong'd, I would fain have said, a maid ! Oh worthy prince, dishonour not your eye By throwing it on any other object, Till you have heard me in my true complaint, And given me justice, justice, justice, “justice!" Duke. Relate your wrongs : In what? by wbom?

bę brief ;
Here is lord Angelo shall give you justice;
Reveal yourself to him,

Isab. Oh, worthy duke,
You bid me seek redemption of the devil :
Hear me yourself; for that which I must sneak
Must either punish me, not being believ'd,
Or wring redress from you: hear me, oh, hear mne,

F here,”
Ang. My lord, her wits, I fear me, are not firm;
She hath been a suitor to me for her brother,

Cut

Rambag del!

Hall fèulp

M" SIDDONS in ISABELLA.

Duke! vail your regard

Justice:O royal Duke!' vail
Alpen a wrongid, I would fain have said, a Maid!

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