Isab. And shamed life a hateful. Leave me awhile with the maid: my mind promises Claud. Ay, but to die, and go we know not where; with my habit no loss shall touch her by my company. To lie in cold obstruction, and to rot; A kneaded clod; and the delighted spirit To bathe in fiery floods, or to reside The weariest and most loathed worldly life, To what we fear of death. Re-enter DUKE. Duke. Might you dispense with your leisure, I would by and by have some speech with you: the satisfaction I would require, is likewise your own benefit. Isab. I have no superfluous leisure: my stay must be stolen out of other affairs; but I will attend you a while. Prov. In good time. [Exit Provost. Duke. The hand that hath made you fair hath made you good: the goodness that is 1 chief in beauty makes beauty brief in goodness; but grace, being the soul of your complexion, shall keep the body of it ever fair. The assault, that Angelo hath made to you, fortune hath convey'd to my understanding; and, but that frailty hath examples for his falling, I should wonder at Angelo. How will you do to content this substitute, and to save your brother? Isab. I am now going to resolve him. I had rather my brother die by the law, than my son should be unlawfully born. But O, how much is the good duke deceived in Angelo! If ever he return, and I can speak to him, I will open my lips in vain, or discover his government. Duke. That shall not be much amiss; yet, as the matter now stands, he will avoid your accusation: he made trial of you only.-Therefore, fasten your ear on my advisings: to the love I have in doing good a remedy presents itself. I do make myself believe, that you may most uprighteously do a poor wronged lady a merited benefit, redeem your brother from the angry law, do no stain to your own gracious person, and much please the absent duke, if, peradventure, he shall ever return to have hearing of this business. Isab. Let me hear you speak farther. I have spirit to do any thing that appears not foul in the truth of my_spirit. Duke. Virtue is bold, and goodness never fearful. Have you not heard speak of Mariana, the sister of Frederick, the great soldier who miscarried at sea? Isab. I have heard of the lady, and good words went with her name. Duke. Her should this Angelo have married; he was affianced to her by oath, and the nuptial appointed: between which time of the contract, and limit of the solemnity, her brother Frederick was wrecked at sea, having in that perish'd vessel the dowry of his sister. But mark how heavily this befel to the poor gentlewoman: there she lost a noble and renowned brother, in his love toward her ever most kind and natural; with him the portion and sinew of her fortune, her marriage-dowry; with both, her 'combinate husband, this well-seeming Angelo. Isab. Can this be so? Did Angelo so leave her? Duke. Left her in her tears, and dried not one of them with his comfort; swallowed his vows whole, pretending in her discoveries of dishonor: in few, bestowed her on her own lamentation, which she yet wears for his sake, and he, as marble to her tears, is washed with them, but relents not. Duke. [To CLAUDIO.] Son, I have overheard what hath past between you and your sister. Angelo had never the purpose to corrupt her; only he hath made an essay of her virtue, to practise his judgment with the disposition of natures. She, having the truth of honor in her, hath made him that gracious denial which he is most glad to receive: I am confessor to poor maid from the world! Angelo, and I know this to be true; therefore, pre-life, that it will let this man pare yourself to death. Do not satisfy your fresolution with hopes that are fallible: to-morrow you must die. Go; to your knees, and make ready. Isab. What a merit were it in death to take this Claud. Let me ask my sister pardon. I am so out of love with life, that I will sue to be rid of it. Duke. Hold you there: farewell. [Exit CLAUDIO. Re-enter Provost. Provost, a word with you. Prov. What's your will, father? Invisible; unseen. Suspended.— Wildness.-d Refusal, Established habit.-"Do not satisfy your resolution," i, e., do not extinguish, quench your resolution.-"Hold you there," i. e., continue in that resolution. this can she avail? What corruption in this live!-But how out of and the cure of it not only saves your brother, but Duke. It is a rupture that you may easily heal; keeps you from dishonor in doing it. Isab. Show me how, good father. Duke. This fore-named maid hath yet in her the continuance of her first affection: his unjust unkindness, that in all reason should have quenched her love, hath, like an impediment in the current, made it more violent and unruly. Go you to Angelo: answer his requiring with a plausible obedience: agree with his demands to the point; only refer yourself to this advantage,-first, that your stay with him may not be long, that the time may have all shadow and silence in it, and the place answer to convenience. This being granted in course, and now follows all: we shall advise this wronged maid to stead up your appointment, go in your place; if the encounter acknowledge itself hereafter, it may compel him to her recompense; and here by this is your brother saved, your honor untainted, the poor Mariana advantaged, and the corrupt deputy scaled. maid will I frame, and make fit for his attempt. If you think well to carry this, as you may, the doubleness of the benefit defends the deceit from reproof. What think you of it? b The Isab. The image of it gives me content already, and, I trust, it will grow to a most prosperous per fection. SCENE II.-The Street before the Prison. Enter DUKE, as a Friar; to him ELBOW, Clown, and Officers. Elb. Nay, if there be no remedy for it, but that you will needs buy and sell men and women like beasts, we shall have all the world drink brown and white bastard. Duke. O, heavens! what stuff is here? Clo. 'Twas never merry world, since, of two lusances, the merriest was put down, and the worser allow'd by order of law a furr'd gown to keep him warm; and furr'd with fox and lamb-skins too, to signify that craft, being richer than innocency, stands for the facing. Elb. Come your way, sir.-Bless you, good father friar. Duke. And you, good brother father. What offence hath this man made you, sir? Elb. Marry, sir, he hath offended the law: and, sir, we take him to be a thief too, sir; for we have found upon him, sir, a strange pick-lock, which we have sent to the deputy. Duke. Fie, sirrah: a bawd, a wicked bawd! master: if he be a whoremonger, and comes before him, he were as good go a mile on his errand. Duke. That we were all, as some would seem to be, From our faults, as faults from seeming, free! Enter LUCIO. Elb. His neck will come to your waist, a 'cord, sir. Clo. I spy comfort: I cry, bail. Here's a gentleman, and a friend of mine. Lucio. How now, noble Pompey! What, at the wheels of Cæsar? Art thou led in triumph? What, is there none of Pygmalion's images, newly made 5 woman, to be had now, for putting the hand in the pocket and extracting it clutch'd? What reply? Ha! What say'st thou to this tune, matter, and method? Is't not drown'd i' the last rain? Ha! What say'st thou, troth? Is the world as it was, man? Which is the way? Is it sad, and few words, or how? The trick of it? Duke. Still thus, and thus: still worse! Lucio. How doth my dear morsel, thy mistress? Procures she still? Ha! and she is herself in the tub. Clo. Troth, sir, she hath eaten up all her beef, Lucio. Why, 'tis good; it is the right of it; it must be so: ever your fresh whore, and your powder'd bawd: an unshunn'd consequence; it must be so. Art going to prison, Pompey? Clo. Yes, faith, sir. Lucio. Why 'tis not amiss, Pompey. Farewell. Go; say, I sent thee thither. For debt, Pompey, or how? Elb. For being a bawd, for being a bawd. Lucio. Well, then imprison him. If imprisonment be the due of a bawd, why, 'tis his right: bawd is he, doubtless, and of antiquity too; bawdborn. Farewell, good Pompey: commend me to the prison, Pompey. You will turn good husband now, Pompey; you will keep the house. Clo. hope, sir, your good worship will be my bail. Lucio. No, indeed, will I not, Pompey; it is not the 'wear. I will pray, Pompey, to increase your bondage: if you take it not patiently, why, your mettle is the more. Adieu, trusty Pompey.-Bless you, friar. Duke. And you. Lucio. Does Bridget paint still, Pompey? Ha! Elb. Come your ways, sir; come. Clo. You will not bail me then, sir? Lucio. Then, Pompey, nor now.-What news abroad, friar? What news? Elb. Come your ways, sir; come. Lucio. Go; to kennel, Pompey, go. [Exeunt ELBOW, Clown, and Officers. What news, friar, of the duke? Duke. I know none. Can you tell me of any? Lucio. Some say, he is with the emperor of Russia; other some, he is in Rome: but where is he, think you? Duke. I know not where; but wheresoever, I wish him well. Lucio. It was a mad fantastical trick of him, to steal from the state, and usurp the beggary he was never born to. Lord Angelo dukes it well in his absence: he puts transgression to't. Duke. He does well in't. fi. e., His neck will be tied, like your waist, with a cord. "Refer yourself," i. e., have recourse to.- Overreach-8" Newly made woman," i. e., new courtesan. The method ed; stripped of his disguise.- Solitary farmhouse. Bastard was the name of a kind of sweet wine.—“ Usances,” i e., usurers. of cure for a certain disease was called the powdering-tub.— Inevitable. Keep the house," ay at home: alluding to the etymology of husband. Fashio Lucio. A little more lenity to lechery would do no harm in him: something too crabbed that way, friar. Duke. It is too general a vice, and severity must cure it. Lucio. Yes, in good sooth, the vice is of a great kindred: it is well allied; but it is impossible to extirp it quite, friar, till eating and drinking be put down. They say, this Angelo was not made by man and woman, after the downright way of creation: is it true, think you? Duke. How should he be made then? Lucio. Some report, a sea-maid spawn'd him: some, that he was begot between two stock-fishes; but it is certain, that when he makes water, his urine is congeal'd ice: that I know to be true; and he is a motion ingenerative, that's infallible. Duke. You are pleasant, sir, and speak apace. Lucio. Why, what a ruthless thing is this in him, for the rebellion of a cod-piece to take away the life of a man? Would the duke that is absent have done this? Ere he would have hang'd a man for the getting a hundred bastards, he would have paid for the nursing a thousand. He had some feeling of the sport: he knew the service, and that instructed him to mercy. Duke. I never heard the absent duke much de Lucio. Who? not the duke? yes, your beggar of fifty; and his use was, to put a ducat in her clackdish. The duke had crotchets in him: he would be drunk too; that let me inform you. Duke. You do him wrong, surely. Lucio. Sir, I was an inward of his. A shy fellow was the duke; and, I believe, I know the cause of his withdrawing. Duke. What, I pr'ythee, might be the cause? Lucio. No, pardon :-'tis a secret must be lock'd within the teeth and the lips; but this I can let you understand, the greater file of the subject held the duke to be wise. Duke. Wise? why, no question but he was. fellow. Duke. Either this is envy in you, folly, or mistaking the very stream of his life, and the business he hath helmed, must, upon a warranted need, give him a better proclamation. Let him be but testimonied in his own bringings forth, and he shall appear to the envious a scholar, a statesman, and a soldier. Therefore, you speak unskilfully; or, if your knowledge be more, it is much darken'd in your malice. Lucio. Sir, I know him, and I love him. Duke. Love talks with better knowledge, and knowledge with dearer love. Lucio. Come, sir, I know what I know. Duke. I can hardly believe that, since you know not what you speak. But, if ever the duke return, (as our prayers are he may) let me desire you to make your answer before him: if it be honest you have spoke, you have courage to maintain it. I am bound to call upon you; and, I pray you, your name? Lucio. Sir, my name is Lucio, well known to the duke. Duke. He shall know you better, sir, if I may live to report you. "Motion ingenerative," i. e., a puppet without the power of generation. Accused. A "clack-dish" was a wooden dish with a movable cover, carried by beggars, which they clacked to show that it was empty-Inmate.-"The greater file of the subject, 1. ., uajority of his subjects. Inconsiderate.- Guided; managed. you not. Lucio. I fear Duke. O! you hope the duke will return no more, or you imagine me too unhurtful an opposite. But, indeed, I can do you little harm: you'll forswear this again. Lucio. I'll be hang'd first: thou art deceived in me, friar. But no more of this. Canst thou tell, if Claudio die to-morrow, or no? Duke. Why should he die, sir? Lucio. Why? for filling a bottle with a tun-dish. I would, the duke, we talk of, were return'd again: this ungenitur'd agent will unpeople the province with continency; sparrows must not build in his house-eaves, because they are lecherous. The duke yet would have dark deeds darkly answer'd; he would never bring them to light: would he were return'd! Marry, this Claudio is condemn'd for untrussing. Farewell, good friar; I pr'ythee, pray for me. The duke, I say to thee again, would eat mutton on Fridays. He's now past it; yet, and I say to thee, he would mouth with a beggar, though she smelt brown bread and garlic: say, that I said so. Farewell. [Exit. Duke. No might nor greatness in mortality Can censure 'scape: back-wounding calumny The whitest virtue strikes. What king so strong, Can tie the gall up in the slanderous tongue? But who comes here? Enter ESCALUs, Provost, Bawd, and Officers. Escal. Go: away with her to prison! Bawd. Good my lord, be good to me; your honor is accounted a merciful man: good my lord. Escal. Double and treble admonition, and still forfeit in the same kind? This would make mercy swear, and play the tyrant. Prov. A bawd of eleven years' continuance, may it please your honor. Bawd. My lord, this is one Lucio's information against me. Mistress Kate Keep-down was with child by him in the duke's time: he promised her marriage; his child is a year and a quarter old, come Philip and Jacob. I have kept it myself, and see how he goes about to abuse me! m Escal. That fellow is a fellow of much license:-let him be called before us.-Away with her to prison! Go to; no more words. [Exeunt Bawd and Officers.] Provost, my brother Angelo will not be alter'd; Claudio must die to-morrow. Let him be furnished 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 hath been with him, and advised him for the entertainment of death. Escal. Good even, good father. Duke. Bliss and goodness on you. Escal. Of whence are you? [now Duke. Not of this country, though my ehance is To use it for my time: I am a brother Of gracious order, late come from the See, In special business from his holiness. Escal. What news abroad i' the world? Duke. None, but that there is so great a fever on goodness, that the dissolution of it must cure it: novelty is only in request; and as 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 accurs'd. Much upon bOpponent. Emasculated.-Smelt of-Transgress; offend. An allusion to the saints' days, Philip and James, or Jacobus." "Wrought by," i. e., were actuated by. The allusion is to those legal securities into which fellowship leads men to enter for each other. this riddle runs the wisdom of the world. This Here comes a man of comfort, whose advice news is old enough, yet it is every day's news. I Hath often still'd my brawling discontent.pray you, sir, of what disposition was the duke? [Exit Boy. Escal. One that, above all other strifes, conEnter DUKE. tended especially to know himself. Duke. What pleasure was he given to? Escal. Rather rejoicing to see another merry, than merry at any thing which profess'd 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 prepared. I am made to understand, that you have lent him visitation. Duke. He professes to have received no sinister measure from his judge, but most willingly humbles himself to the determination of justice; yet had he framed 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 is he resolved to die. your Escal. You have paid the heavens the due of your function, and the prisoner the very debt of calling. I have labor'd for the poor gentleman to the extremest shore of my modesty; but my brother justice have I found so severe, that he hath forced 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 sentenced himself. Escal. I am going to visit the prisoner. Fare you well. Duke. Peace be with you! [Exeunt ESCALUS and Provost. He, who the sword of heaven will bear, Should be as holy as severe; Pattern in himself to know, Most pond'rous and substantial things! ACT IV. [Exit. SCENE I.-A Room at the moated Grange. MARIANA discovered sitting: a Boy singing. SONG. Take, O! take those lips away, And those eyes, the break of day, Lights that do mislead the morn: Mari. Break off thy song, and haste thee quick away: • Satisfied.— Appearance.- Trained. I cry you mercy, sir; and well could wish To make bad good, and good provoke to harm. Mari. You have not been inquired after: I have sat here all day. This other doth command a little door, Which from the vineyard to the garden leads; There have I made my promise upon the heavy Middle of the night to call upon him. [way? Duke. But shall you on your knowledge find this Isab. I have ta'en a due and wary note upon't: With whispering and most guilty diligence, In action all of precept, he did show me The way twice o'er. Duke. Are there no other tokens Between you 'greed, concerning her observance? Isab. No, none, but only a repair i' the dark; And that I have 'possess'd him my most stay Can be but brief: for I have made him know, I have a servant comes with me along, That stays upon me; whose persuasion is, I come about my brother. "Tis well borne up. Duke. I have not yet made known to Mariana I pray you, be acquainted with this maid: Isab. I shall attend your leisure: but make haste; Will't please you walk aside? [Exeunt MARIANA and ISABELLA. Duke. O place and greatness! millions of false eyes Are stuck upon thee. Volumes of report 5 Run with base, false and most contrarious quests 6 Re-enter MARIANA and ISABELLA. Welcome! How agreed? Walled around.- Wooden; planked (from the French planche). Informed.- Waits. Inquisitions; inquiries.Sallies. Clo. If the man be a bachelor, sir, I can; but if he be a married man, he is his wife's head, and I can never cut off a woman's head. Prov. Come, sir; leave me your snatches, and yield me a direct answer. To-morrow morning are to die Claudio and Barnardine: here is in our prison a common executioner, who in his office lacks a helper: if you will take it on you to assist him, it shall redeem you from your gyves; if not, you shall have your full time of imprisonment, and your deliverance with an unpitied whipping, for you have been a notorious bawd. C Clo. Sir, I have been an unlawful bawd, time out of mind; but yet I will be content to be a lawful hangman. I would be glad to receive some instruction from my fellow partner. Prov. What ho, Abhorson! Where's Abhorson, there? Enter ABHORSON. Abhor. Do you call, sir? Clo. Sir, I will serve him; for I do find, your hangman is a more penitent trade than your bawd: he doth oftener ask forgiveness. Prov. You, sirrah, provide your block and your axe to-morrow, four o'clock. Abhor. Come on, bawd; I will instruct thee in my trade: follow. Clo. I do desire to learn, sir; and, I hope, if you have occasion to use me for your own turn, you shall find me 'yare; for, truly, sir, for your kindness I owe you a good turn. Prov. Call hither Barnardine and Claudio: Look, here's the warrant, Claudio, for thy death: Duke. The best and wholesom'st spirits of the night Not Isabel? There will then, ere't be long. There's some in hope. Prov. It is a bitter deputy. Duke. Not so, not so: his life is parallel'd Prov. Sirrah, here's a fellow will help you to-Even with the stroke and line of his great justice. morrow in your execution. If you think it meet, compound with him by the year, and let him abide here with you; if not, use him for the present, and dismiss him. He cannot plead his estimation with you: he hath been a bawd. Abhor. A bawd, sir? Fie upon him! he will discredit our mystery. will turn the scale. Prov. Go to, sir; you weigh equally: a feather [Exit. Clo. Pray, sir, by your good favor, (for, surely, sir, a good favor you have, but that you have a hanging look,) do you call, sir, your occupation a mystery? d Abhor. Ay, sir; a mystery. Clo. Painting, sir, I have heard say, is a mystery; and your whores, sir, being members of my occupation, using painting, do prove my occupation a mystery; but what mystery there should be in hanging, if I should be hang'd, I cannot imagine. Abhor. Sir, it is a mystery. Clo. Proof? He doth with holy abstinence subdue But this being so, he's just.-Now are they come.— That wounds the resisting postern with these strokes. Prov. [Speaking to one at the door.] There he 'Happily, Prov. Handy; ready.-s Strongly.- Temper; moderate.- De Since Gild, or varnish over.- Fetters.- Counte. filed.-Seldom," i. e., seldom is it; it seldom happens.nance. Honest. 1 Perhaps.- Seat. |