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would have dark deeds darkly answer'd; he would never bring them to light; would he were return'd ! Marry, this Claudio is condemned for untrusling. Farewell, good Friar; I pr’ythee, pray for me. The Duke, I say to thee again, would eat mutton on Fridays. * He's not past it yet. 5 –And I say to thee, he would mouth with a beggar, tho’ she smelt of brown bread and garlick : fay, that I said so, farewel.
(Exit. Duke. No might nor greatness in mortality Can censuie 'scape : back-wounding calumny The whitest virtue strikes. What king so strong, Can cie the gall up in the Nand'ring tongue ? But who comes here?
Enter Efcalus, Provost, Bawd, and Officers.
Escal.. Go, away with her to prison,
Bawd. Good my lord, be good to me ; your Ho. nour is accounted a merciful man: good my lord.
Escal. Double and creble admonition, and still forfrit in the same kind: this would make mercy swear, ' and play the tyrant.
Prov. A bawd of eleven years continuance, may sc please your Honour.
Bawd. My lord, this is one Lucio's information against me : mistress Kale Keep-down was with child by him in the Duke's time; he promis'd her marriage ; his child is a year and a quarter old, come Philip and Jaocb: I have kept it my felf; and see, how he goes about to abuse me.
eat mutton on Fridays.) mercy swear.) We should A wench was caliej a laced mout read swerve, i, e. deviate from
TuEOYALD. her nature. 'I he common read. He is not paft it.) Sir Tho. ing gives us the idea of a ranting Haumer. liner Liditions, he whore.
WARBURTON. is now paf it, yet.
Esial. This fellow is a fellow of much licence; let him be call'd before us. Away with her to prison: go to; no more words. [Exeunt with the Bawd.] Provost, my brother Angelo will not be alter'd; Claudio must die to·morrow : let him be furnish'd with divines, and have all charitable preparation. If my brother wrought by my pity, it should not be so with him.
Prov. So please you, this Friar has been with him, and advis'd him for the entertainment of death.
Escal. Good even, good father.
Duke. Not of this country, tho' my chance is now
Escal. What news abroad, i'th' world?
Duke. None, but that there is so great a fever on goodness, that the diffolution of it must cure it. Novelty is only in request; and it is as dangerous to be aged in any kind of course, as it is virtuous to be constant in any undertaking. There is scarce truth enough alive, to make societies secure; but security enough, to make fellowships accurlt. Much upon this riddle runs the wisdom of the world, this news is old enough, yet it is every day's news. I
pray you, Sir, of what disposition was the Duke?
Escal. One, that, above all other strife:, Contended specially to know himself.
Duke. What pleasure was he giv'n ro?
Escal. Rather rejoicing to see another merry, than merry at any thing which profest to make him rejoice. A gentleman of all temperance. But leave we him to his events, with a prayer they may prove prosperous ; and let me desire to know, how you find Claudio prepar'd: I am made to understand, that you have lenc him visitation. * All the folio from the Sea.
Duke. He profeffes to have received no finifter measure from his judge, but most willingly humbles himself to the determination of jullice; yet had he fram'd to himself, by the instruction of his frailty, many deceiving promises of life ; which I by my good leisure have discredited to him, and now he is resolved to die.
Escal. You have paid the heav'ns your function, and the prisoner the very debt of your calling. I have labour'd for the poor gentleman, to the extremeft shore of my modelty ; but my brother Justice have I found so severe, that he hath forc'd me to tell him, he is indeed justice.
Duke. If his own life answer the straitness of his proceeding, it shall become him well; wherein, if he chance to fail, he hath sentenc'd himself.
Escal. I am going to visit the prisoner; fare you well.
[Exit. SCENE VIII.
Duke. Peace be with you!
7 Pattern in himself to know, tern, and, perhaps.in Shakespeare's
Grace to stand, and virtue ga.] licencious diction, fimply to wo k. These lines I cannot understand, The sense is, he that bears the but believe that they should be sword of heaven should bi hely read thus:
as well as severe , one that after Patterning himself to know,
good examples labours to know In Grace to stand, in Virtue go.
himself, to live with innocence,
and to act with virtue, To pattern is to work after a pat.
Oh, what may man within him hide,
8 Horw may likeness made in out. How may that likeness made crimes,
in crimes, i. e. by Hypocrily; Making practice on the times, [a pretty paradoxical expression, To draw with idle spiders' an angel made in crimes] by impostrings
fing upon the world (thus eriMoft pondrous and fubftantial phatically expressed, making prac
things.] Thus all the Edi- tice on the times] draw with its tions read corruptly: and so have falle and feeble pretences (finely made an obscure passage in it- called Spider's frings) the most fe'f, quite unintelligible. Shake. pondrous and subflantial matters Speare wrote it thus,
of the world, as Riches, Honour,
Power, Reputation, &c. How may THAT likeness, made
WARBURTON, in crimes,
9 So disguise shall by th' difMaking practice on the times,
guis'd.] So disguise shall by Draw
means of a person disguised reThe sense is this, How much turn an injurious demand with a wickedness may a man hide with. counterfeit person. in, tho' he appear an angel with.
AK E, oh, take, those lips away, !
That so sweetly were for sworn;
Lights that do mis-lead the morn ;
Mari. Break off thy song, and haste thee quick
away: Here comes a man of comfort, whose advice Hath often ftilld my brawling discontent.I cry you mercy, Sir, and well could wish, You had not found me here fo musical ; Let me excuse me, and believe me so, My mirch is much displeas'd, but pleas’d my woe."
Take, eh, take, &c.] This But my poor heart first fet free, is part of a little song of Shake Bound in those icy chains by thee. Spear's own writing, conlilling of
WARBURTON. iwo Stanza's, and so extremely This song is entire in Beausweet, that the reader won't be MONT's Bloody Brother, and in displeased to have the other. Shak/pear's poems. The latter Hide, oh, hide these hills of Stanza is omitted by Mariana, as now
not suiting a female character, W bich thy frozen bosom bears,
THEOBALD. On whoje tops, the pinks that mirth is much displeas'd, ¿TOW,
but pleas'd my woe.) Aic of tho e thai April wears. Though the musick foothed my VOLI,