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Clo. He is coming sir, he is coming; I hear his Duke.

Quick, despatch, straw rustle.

And send the head to Angelo. [Exit Provost. Enter BARNARDINE.

Now will I write letters to Angelo,

The provost, he shall bear them, whose contents Abhor. Is the axe upon the block, sirrah?

Shall witness to him, I am near at home; Clo. Very ready, sir.

And that by great injunctions I am bound Barnar. How now, Abhorson ? what's the news

To enter publickly: him I'll desire with you?

To meet me at the consecrated fount, Abhor. Truly, sir, I would desire you to clap A league below the city; and from thence, into your prayers : for, look you, the warrant's

By cold gradation and weal-balanced form,

We shall proceed with Angelo. Barnar. You rogue, I have been drinking all night; I am not fitted for't.

Re-enter Provost. Clo. O, the better, sir; for he that drinks all Prov. Here is the head; I'll carry it myself. night, and is hang'd betimes in the morning, may Duke. Convenient is it: Make a swift return; sleep the sounder all the next day.

For I would commune with you of such things,

That want no ear but yours.
Enter Duke.


I'll make all speed. [Erit. Abhor. Look you, sir, here comes your ghostly

Isab. [Within.] Peace, ho, be here ! father: Do we jest now, think you?

Duke. The tongue of Isabel : - She's come to Duke. Sir, induced by my charity, and hearing

know, how hastily you are to depart, I am come to advise If yet her brother's pardon be come hither : you, comfort you, and pray with you.

But I will keep her ignorant of her good, Barnar. Friar, not s; I have been drinking hard To make her heavenly comforts of despair, all night, and I will have more time to prepare me,

When it is least expected. or they shall beat out my brains with billets : I will

Enter ISABELLA. not consent to die this day, that's certain.

Isab. Ho, by your leave. Duke. O, sir, you must : and therefore I beseech

Duke. Good morning to you, fair and gracious you, Look forward on the journey you shall go.

daughter. Barnar. I swear, I will not die to-day for any Hath yet the deputy sent my brother's pardon ?

Isab. The better, given me by so holy a man. man's persuasion. Duke. But hear you

Duke. He hath releas'd him, Isabel, from the

world; Barnar. Not a word; if you have any thing to

His head is off, and sent to Angelo. say to me, come to my ward; for thence will not I to-day.


Isab. Nay, but it is not so.

It is no other :
Enter Provost.

Show your wisdom, daughter, in your close patience. Duke. Unfit to live, or die: 0, gravel heart! Isab. Unhappy Claudio ! Wretched Isabel ! After him, fellows; bring him to the block. Injurious world! Accursed Angelo !

(Exeunt ABHORSON and Clown. Duke. This nor hurts him, nor profits you a jot; Prod. Now, sir, how do you find the prisoner ? Forbear it therefore ; give your cause to heaven.

Duke. A creature unprepar'd, unmeet for death ; Mark what I say; which you shall find And, to transport him in the mind he is,

By every syllable, a faithful verity: Were horrible.

The duke comes home to-morrow; - nay, dry your Pror. Here, in the prison, father,

eyes ; There died this morning of a cruel fever

One of our convent, and his confessor, One Ragozine, a most notorious pirate,

Gives me this instance : Already he hath carried A man of Claudio's years ; his beard and head, Notice to Escalus and Angelo; Just of his colour: What if we do omit

Who do prepare to meet him at the gates, This reprobate, till he were well inclined;

There to give up their power. If you can, pace And satisfy the deputy with the visage Of Ragozine, more like to Claudio ?

In that good path that I would wish it go ; Duke. O, 'tis an accident that heaven provides ! And you shall have your bosom 4 on this wretch, Despatch it presently; the hour draws on

Grace of the duke, revenges to your heart, Prefix'd by Angelo: See this bedone,

And general honour. And sent according to command; whiles I


I am directed by you. Persuade this rude wretch willingly to die.

Duke. This letter then to friar Peter give; Prop. This shall be done, good father, presently. 'Tis that he sent me of the duke's return: But Barnardine must die this afternoon :

Say, by this token, I desire his company And how shall we continue Claudio,

At Mariana's house to-night. Her cause, and yours, To save me from the danger that might come, I'll perfect him withal ; and he shall bring you If he were known alive ?

Before the duke; and to the head of Angelo Duke. Let this be done: put them in secret holds, Accuse him home, and home. For my poor self, Both Barnardine and Claudio: Ere twice

I am combined by a sacred vow, The sun hath made his journal greeting to

And shall be absent. Wend 5 you with this letter The under generation, you shall find

Command these fretting waters from your eyes Your safety manifested.

With a light heart; trust not my holy order, Prov. I am your free dependant.

your wisdom

If I pervert your course. - Who's here? 3 The antipodes.

4 Your heart's desire.


ye well.

Enter Lucio.

For my authority bears a credent bulk, Lucio.

Good even ! That no particular scandal once can touch, Friar, where is the provost ?

But it confounds the breather. He should have liv'd, Duke.

Not within, sir.

Save that his riotous youth, with dangerous sense, Lucio. O, pretty Isabella, I am pale at mine heart, Might, in the times to come, have ta'en revenge, to see thine eyes so red: thou must be patient : But By so receiving a dishonour'd life, they say the duke will be here to-morrow. By my With ransome of such shame. 'Would yet he had troth, Isabel, I lov'd thy brother: if the old fantas

liv'd, tical duke of dark corners had been at home, he Alack, when once our grace we have forgot, had lived.

[Erit ISABELLA. Nothing goes right; we would, and we would not. Duke. Sir, the duke is marvellous little beholden

[Erit. to your reports; but the best is, he lives not in them.

SCENE V. - Fields without the town. Lucio. Friar, thou knowest not the duke so well as I do: he's a better woodman than thou takest Enter Duke in his own habit, and Friar PETER. him for.

Duke. These letters at fit time deliver me. Duke. Well, you'll answer this one day. Fare

[Giving letters. Lucio. Nay, tarry; I'll go along with thee; I The matter being afoot, keep your instruction,

The provost knows our purpose, and our plot. can tell thee pretty tales of the duke Duke. You have told me too many of him Though sometimes you do blench 7 from this to that,

And hold you ever to our special drift; already, sir, if they be true; if not true, none were enough; but, sir, your company is fairer than And tell him where I stay: give the like notice

As cause doth minister. Go, call at Flavius' house, honest : Rest you well.

Lucio. By my troth, I'll go with thee to the To Valentinus, Rowland, and to Crassus, lane's end : Nay, friar, I am a kind of burr, I shall And bid them bring the trumpets to the gate;

But send me Flavius first. stick.

F. Peter.

It shall be speeded well.

[Exit Friar. SCENE IV. - A Room in Angelo's House.

Enter ANGELO and Escalus.

Duke. I thank thee, Varrius; thou hast made Escal. Every letter he hath writ hath disvouch'd Come, we will walk : There's other of our friends

good haste : other. Ang. In most uneven and distracted manner.

Will greet us here anon, my gentle Varrius. (Exeunt. His actions show much like to madness : pray, heaven, his wisdom be not tainted! And why meet

SCENE VI. Street near the city gate. him at the gates, and re-deliver our authorities there?

Escal. I guess not.
Ang. And why should we proclaim it in an hour

Isab. To speak so indirectly, I am loath ; before his entering, that, if any crave redress of I would say the truth ; but to accuse him so, injustice, they should exhibit their petitions in the That is your part : yet I'm advis'd to do it; street ?

He says, to veil full 8 purpose. Escal. He shows his reason for that: to have a


Be rul'd by him. despatch of complaints; and to deliver us from Isab. Besides, he tells me, that if peradventure devices hereafter, which shall then have no power He speak against me on the adverse side, to stand against us.

I should not think it strange ; for 'tis a physick Ang. Well , I beseech you, let it be proclaim'd:

That's bitter to sweet end. Betimes i' the morn, I'll call you at your house :

Mari. I would, friar Peter Give notice to such men of sort and suit 6


O, peace; the friar is come. As are to meet him. Escal. I shall, sir : fare you well.

Enter Friar PETER.

[Exit. F. Peter. Come, I have found you out a stand Ang. Good night.

most fit, This deed unshapes me quite, makes me unpregnant, where you may have such vantage on the duke, And dull to all proceedings. A deflower'd maid! He shall not pass you; Twice have the trumpets And by an eminent body, that enforc'd

sounded; The law against it !- But that her tender shame The generous 9 and gravest citizens Will not proclaim against her maiden loss, Have hent the gates, and very near upon How might she tongue me? Yet reason dares her? The dukeisent'ring; therefore hence, away. (Ereunt. ACT V.


7 Start off.
9 Most noble

8 Availful
1 Seized.

& Figure and rank.

SCENE I. A public Place near the City Gate. There is another comfort than this world,
Mariana (veild), ISABELLA, and Peter, at a That I am touch'd with madness: make not impossible

That thou neglect me not, with that opinion distance. Enter at opposite doors, Duke, Varrius, That which but seems unlike: 'tis not Lords; Angelo, Escalus, Lucio, Provost, But one the wicked'st caitiff on the ground,

ible, Officers, and Citizens.

May seem as shy, as grave, as just, as absolute, Duke. My very worthy cousin, fairly met :- As Angelo; even so may Angelo, Our old and faithful friend, we are glad to see you, In all his dressings 3, characts, titles, forms, Ang. and Escal. Happy return be to your royal Be an arch-villain : believe it, royal prince, grace!

If he be less, he's nothing ; but he's more, Duke. Many and hearty thankings to you both.

Had I more name for badness. We have made inquiry of you ; and we hear


By mine honesty, Such goodness of your justice, that our soul

If she be mad, (as I believe no other,) Cannot but yield you forth to public thanks, Her madness hath the oddest frame of sense, Forerunning more requital.

Such a dependency of thing on thing, Ang.

You make my bonds still greater. As e'er I heard in madness. Duke. O, your desert speaks loud ; and I should


O, gracious duke, wrong it, To lock it in the wards of covert bosom,

Harp not on that, nor do not banish reason

For inequality : but let your reason serve When it deserves with characters of brass

To make the truth appear, where it seems hid; A forted residence, 'gainst the tooth of time,

And bide the false, seems true. And razure of oblivion : Give me your hand,


Many that are not mad, And let the subject see, to make them know That outward courtesies would fain proclaim

Havesure more lack of reason. What would you say?

Isab. I am the sister of one Claudio, Favours that keep within. — Come, Escalus;

Condemn’d upon the law of fornication,
You must walk by us on our other hand ; - To lose his head; condemn'd by Angelo !
And good supporters are you.

I, in probation of a sisterhood,
PETER and ISABELLA come forward. Was sent to by my brother : one Lucio
F. Peter. Now is your time; speak loud, and was then the messenger ;
kneel before him.


That's I, an't like your grace: Isab. Justice, O royal duke ! Vail? your regard I came to her from Claudio, and desir'd her Upon a wrong'd, I'd fain have said, a maid ! To try her gracious fortune with lord Angelo, O worthy prince, dishonour not your eye

For her poor brother's pardon. By throwing it on any other object,


That's he, indeed. Till you have heard me in my true complaint,

Duke. You were not bid to speak. And given me justice, justice, justice, justice !


No, my good lord ; Duke. Relate your wrongs: In what? By whom? Nor wish'd to hold my peace. Be brief:


I wish you now then ; Here is lord Angelo shall give you justice; Pray you, take note of it; and when you have Reveal yourself to him.

A business for yourself, pray heaven you then Isab. O, worthy duke,

Be perfect. You bid me seek redemption of the devil:

Lucio. I warrant your honour. Hear me yourself; for that which I must speak Duke. The warrant's for yourself ; take heed to it. Must either punish me, not being believ'd,

Isab. This gentleman told somewhat of my tale. Or wring redress from you: hear me, O, hear me, here. Lucio. Right.

Ang. My lord, her wits, I fear me, are not firm : Duke. It may be right; but you are in the wrong She hath been a suitor to me for her brother To speak before your time. Proceed. Cut off by course of justice.


I went Isab.

By course of justice! To this pernicious caitiff deputy. Ang. And she will speak most bitterly and strange.

Duke. That's somewhat madly spoken. Isab. Most strange, but yet most truly will I speak: Isab.

Pardon it; That Angelo's forsworn, is it not strange ?

The phrase is to the matter. That Angelo's a murderer, is't not strange ?

Duke. Mended again : the matter ? — Proceed. That Angelo is an adulterous thief,

Isab. In brief, - to set the needless process by, An hypocrite, a virgin-violator;

How I persuaded, how I pray'd and kneelid. Is it not strange, and strange ?

How he refellid 4 me, and how I reply'd ; Duke.

Nay, ten times strange. (For this was of much length,) the vile conclusion Isab. It is not truer he is Angelo,

I now begin with grief and shame to utter; Than this is all as true as it is strange :

He would not but by gift of my chaste person Nay, it is ten times true : for truth is truth Release my brother; and after much debatement To the end of reckoning.

My sisterly remorse 5 confutes mine honour, Duke.

Away with her: Poor soul, And I did yield to him: But the next morn betimes, She speaks this in the infirmity of sense.

His purpose surfeiting, he sends a warrant Isab. O prince, I conjure thee, as thou believ'st For my poor brother's head. 2 Lower.

3 Habits and characters of office. 4 Refuted.




This is most likely. Do you not smile at this, lord Angelo? — Isab. O, that it were as like, as it is true! O heaven! the vanity of wretched fools! Duke. By heaven, fond 6 wretch, thou know'st not Give us some seats. Come, cousin Angelo, what thou speak’st;

In this I'll be impartial ; be you judge Or else thou art suborn'd against his honour, Of your own cause. — - Is this the witness, friar ? In hateful practice: First, his integrity

First, let her show her face; and, after, speak. Stands without blemish: -next, it imports no reason, Mari. Pardon, my lord; I will not show my face, That with such vehemency he should pursue Until my husband bid me. Faults proper to himself: if he had so offended, Duke.

What are you married ? He would have weigh'd thy brother by himself, Mari. No, my lord. And not have cut him off: Some one hath set you on: Duke.

Are you a maid ? Confess the truth, and say by whose advice


No, my lord. Thou cam’st here to complain.

Duke. A widow then?
And is this all ? Mari.

Neither, my lord.
Then, oh, you blessed ministers above,


Why, you Keep me in patience; and, with ripen'd time, Are nothing then:- Neither maid, widow, nor wife? Unfold the evil which is here wrapt up

Mari. My lord, I do confess I ne'er was married; In countenance ! — Heaven shield your grace from And, I confess, besides, I am no maid : woe,

I have known my husband; yet my husband knows As I, thus wrong'd, hence unbelieved go.

not, Duke. I know you'd fain be gone :

An officer ! That ever he knew me. To prison with her :- Shall we thus permit Lucio. He was drunk, then, my lord; it can be no A blasting and a scandalous breath to fall

better. On him so near us? This needs must be a practice. Duke. For the benefit of silence, 'would thou wert - Who knew of your intent, and coming hither ?

so too! Isab. One that I would were here, friar Lodowick. Lucio. Well, my lord. Duke. A ghostly father, belike. Who knows Duke. This is no witness for lord Angelo. that Lodowick ?

Mari. Now I come to't, my lord : Lucio. My lord, I know him; 'tis a meddling friar; She that accuses him of fornication, I do not like the man : had he been lay, my lord, In self-same manner doth accuse my husband For certain words he spake against your grace And charges him, my lord, with such a time, In your retirement, I had swing'd him soundly. When I'll depose I had him in mine arms. Duke. Words against me? This' a good friar, belike! Ang.

Charges she more than me? And to set on this wretched woman here

Mari. Not that I know. Against our substitute ! - Let this friar be found.


No? you say your husband ? Lucio. But yesternight, my lord, she and that friar Mari. Why, just, my lord, and that is Angelo. I saw them at the prison : a saucy friar,

Ang. This is a strange abuse 9: - Let's see thy face. A very scurvy fellow.

Mari. My husband bids me; now I will unmask. F. Peter. Blessed be your royal grace!

[Unveiling I have stood by, my lord, and I have heard This is that face, thou cruel Angelo, Your royal ear abusd: First, hath this woman Which once thou sworst was worth the looking on: Most wrongfully accus'd your substitute:

This is the hand, which, with a vow'd contráct, Who is as free from touch or guilt with her Was fast belock'd in thine: and this is she As she from one unborn.

That took away the match from Isabel, .

We did believe no less. And did supply thee at thy garden-house,
Know you that friar Lodowick, that she speaks of? In her imagin'd person.
F. Peter. I know him for a man divine and holy: Duke.

Know you this woman? Not scurvy, nor a temporary medler,

Ang. My lord, I must confess, I know this woman; As he's reported by this gentleman;

And, five years since, there was some speech of marAnd, on my trust, a man that never yet,

riage Did, as he vouches, misreport your grace.

Betwixt myself and her; which was broke off, Lucio. My lord, most villainously! believe it. Partly, for that her promised proportions F. Peter. Well, he in time may come to clear him- Came short of composition ; but in chief, self;

For that her reputation was disvalued But at this instant he is sick, my lord,

In levity: since which time, of five years, Of a strange fever : Upon his mere request, I never spake with her, saw her, nor heard from her, (Being come to knowledge that there was complaint | Upon my faith and honour. İntended 'gainst lord Angelo,) came I hither,


Noble prince, To speak, as from his mouth, what he doth know

As there comes light from heaven, and words from Is true, and false ; and what he with his oath,

breath, And all probation, will make up full clear, As there is sense in truth, and truth in virtue, Whensoever he's convented. 7 First, for this woman; I am affianc'd this man's wife, as strongly (To justify this worthy nobleman,

As words could make up vows; and, my good lord, So vulgarly 8 and personally accus'd,)

But Tuesday night last gone, in his garden-house, Her shall you hear disproved to her eyes,

He knew me as a wife: As this is true Till she herself confess it.

Let me in safety raise me from my knees, Duke.

Good friar, let's hear it. Or else for ever be confixed here, [ISABELLA is carried off, guarded ; and A marble monument !

MARIANA comes forward. 6 Foolish 7 Convened. 8 Publickly.

9 Deception


I did but smile till now: Lucio. This is the rascal ; this is he I spoke of. Now, good my lord, give me the scope of justice ; Escal. Why, thou unreverend andunhallow'd friar! My patience here is touch'd: I do perceive, Is't not enough, that thou hast suborn'd these women, These poor informal 1 women are no more

To accuse this worthy man; but in foul mouth, But instruments of some more mightier member,

And in the witness of his proper ear,
That sets them on: Let me have way, my lord, To call him villain?
To find this practice ? out.

And then to glance from him to the duke himself; Duke.

Ay, with my heart; To tax him with injustice ? — Take him hence; And punish them unto your height of pleasure. To the rack with him:—We'll touze you joint byjoint, Thou foolish friar; and thou pernicious woman, But we will know this purpose : - What ! unjust? Compact with her that'sgone! think'st thou thy oaths, Dule. Be not so hot; the duke Though they would swear down each particular saint, Dare no more stretch this finger of mine, than he Were testimonies against his worth and credit, Dare rack his own: his subject am I not, That’s seal'd in approbation? - You, lord Escalus, Nor here provincial : My business in this state Sit with my cousin ; lend him your kind pains | Made me a looker-on here in Vienna, To find out this abuse, whence 'tis derived. Where I have seen corruption boil and bubble, There is another friar that set them on;

Till it o'er-run the stew : laws for all faults; Let him be sent for.

But faults so countenanc'd, that the strong statutes F. Peter. Would he were here, my lord ; for he, Stand like the forfeits in a barber's shop, indeed,

As much in mock as mark. Hath set the women on to this complaint :

Escal. Slander to the state! Away with him to Your provost knows the place where he abides, prison. And he may fetch him.

Ang. What can you vouch against him, signior Duke. Go do it instantly. – [Erit Provost.

Lucio ?
And you, my noble, and well-warranted cousin, Is this the man that you did tell us of ?
Whom it concerns to hear this matter forth,

Lucio. 'Tis he, my lord. Come hither, goodDo with your injuries as seems you best,

man bald-pate : Do you know me? In any chastisement: I for a while

Duke. I remember you, sir, by the sound of your Will leave you; but stir not you, till you have well voice : I met you at the prison in the absence of the Determined upon these slanderers.

duke. Escal. My lord, we'll do it thoroughly. - [Exit. Lucio. O, did you so ? And do you remember Duke.] Signior Lucio, did not you say, you knew what you said of the duke ? that friar Lodowick to be a dishonest person ? Duke. Most notedly, sir.

Lucio. Cucullus non facit monachum : honest in Lucio. Do you so, sir ? And was the duke a fleshnothing but in his clothes ; and one that hath spoke monger, a fool, and a coward, as you then reported most villainous speeches of the duke.

him to be? Escal. We shall entreat you to abide here till he Duke. You must, sir, change persons with me, come, and enforce them against him: we shall find ere you make that my report: you, indeed, spoke this friar a notable fellow,

so of him; and much more, much worse. Lucio. As any in Vienna, on my word.

Lucio. O thou abominable fellow! Did not I Escal. Call that same Isabel here once again ; pluck thee by the nose, for thy speeches ? [To an Attendant.) I would speak with her : Pray Duke. I protest I love the duke as I love myself. you, my lord, give me leave to question; you shall Ang. Hark! how the villain would close now, see how I'll handle her.

after his treasonable abuses. Re-enter Officers, with ISABELLA; the Duke, in the Escal. Such a fellow is not to be talked withal : — Friar's habit, and Provost.

Away with him to prison. Where is the provost ? Escal. Come on, mistress : [To ISABELLA.] here's Away with him to prison ; lay bolts enough upon a gentlewoman denies all that you have said. him: let him speak no more. Away with those giglots s

Lucio. My lord, here comes the rascal I spoke of; too, and with the other confederate companion. here with the provost.

(The Provost lays hands on the Duke. Escal. In very good time: - speak not you to Duke. Stay, sir; stay awhile. him, till we call upon you.

Ang. What! resists he? Help him, Lucio. Lucio. Mum.

Lucio. Come, sir; come, sir ; come sir ; foh, sir : Escal. Come, sir : Did you set these women on Why, you bald-pated, lying rascal ! you must be to slander lord Angelo ? they have confess'd you did. hooded, must you? Show your knave's visage ! Duke. 'Tis false.

Show your sheep-biting face, and be hang'd an hour! Escal. How! know you where you are ?

Will't not off? [Pulls off the Friar's hood, and Duke. Where is the duke? 'tis he should hear me

discovers the Duke. speak.

Duke. Thou art the first knave that e'er made a Escal. The duke's in us; and we will hear you

duke. speak :

First, provost, let me bail these gentle three : Look, you speak justly.

Sneak not away, sir; (To Lucio.] for the friar and Duke. Boldly, at least :- But, 0, poor souls,

you Come you to seek the lamb here of the fox ? Must have a word anon:- - Lay hold on him. Good night to your redress. Is the duke gone ? Lucio. This may prove worse than hanging. Then is your cause gone too. The duke's unjust, Duke. What you have spoke, I pardon; sit you Thus to retort your manifest appeal,


[To ESCALUS. And put your trial in the villain's mouth,

We'll borrow place of him :- Sir, by your leave : Which here you come to accuse.

[To ANGELO. Crazy. ? Conspiracy.

3 Wantons.

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