"Twere pity two fuch friends should long be foes.

PRO. Be witness, heav'n,

I have my wish for ever.

JUL. And I mine,

SCENE V.

Enter Outlaws, with Duke and Thurio.

OUT. A prize! a prize! a prize!

VAL. Forbear, forbear, it is my lord the Duke.
-Your grace is welcome to a man difgrac'd,

The banish'd Valentine

DUKE. Sir Valentinę?

THU. Yonder is Silvia: and Silvia's mine.

VAL. Thurio, give back; or else embrace thy death :
Come not within the measure of my wrath.
Do not name Silvia thine; if once again,
Milan fhall not behold thee. Here the stands,
Take but poffeffion of her with a touch;
I dare thee but to breathe upon my love,
THU. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I-
I hold him but a fool, that will endanger
His body for a girl that loves him not.

I claim her not; and therefore she is thine.
DUKE. The more degenerate and base art thou,
To make fuch means for her as thou hast done,
And leave her on fuch flight conditions.

Now, by the honour of my ancestry,
I do applaud thy fpirit, Valentine,

And think thee worthy of an emprefs' love.
Know then, I here forget all former griefs;
Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again,
Plead a new state in thy unrival'd merit,

To which I thus fubfcribe: Sir Valentine,
Thou art a gentleman, and well deriv'd;

Take thou thy Silvia, for thou haft deferv'd her.
VAL. I thank your grace; the gift hath made me happy.
I now beseech you, for your daughter's fake,

To grant one boon that I fhall ask of you.
DUKE. I grant it for thine own, whate'er it be.
VAL. These banish'd men, that I have kept withal,
Are men endu'd with worthy qualities:
Forgive them what they have committed here,

And let them be recalled from their exile.
They are reformed, civil, full of good,
And fit for great employment, worthy lord.

DUKE. Thou haft prevail'd. I pardon them and thee;
Dispose of them, as thou know'ft their deserts.

Come, let us go; we will include all jars
With triumphs, mirth, and rare folemnity.
VAL. And as we walk along, I dare be bold
With our discourse to make your grace to finile.
What think you of this page, my lord?

DUKE. I think the boy hath grace in him; he blushes.
VAL. I warrant you, my lord, more grace than boy.
DUKE. What mean you by that faying?

VAL. Please, you, I'll tell you as we pass along,
That you will wonder what hath fortuned.
Come, Protheus, 'tis your penance but to hear
The ftory of your loves discovered:

That done, our day of marriage shall be yours,
One feaft, one houfe, one mutual happiness.

[Exeunt omnes.

MEASURE

FOR

MEASURE.

DRAMATIS PERSONE.

VINCENTIO, Duke of Vienna.

ANGELO, Lord deputy in the Duke's absence.

An ancient lord, joined with Angelo in the

ESCALUS,} deputation.

CLAUDIO, a young gentleman
LUCIO, a fantastick.

Two other like gentlemen.

DUKE. Of government the properties t'unfold,
Would seem in me t'affect speech and discourse;
Since I am not to know, that your own science
Exceeds, in that, the lifts of al advice

My ftrength can give you: then no more remains,
But THAT to your fufficiency, as your worth is able;
[Pointing to the commiffion.

And let them work. The nature of our people

Our city's inftitutions, and the terms

For common juftice, y'are as pregnant in,

As art and practice hath enriched any

That we remember. There is our commiffion,

From which we would not have you warp. Call hither,

I fay, bid come before us Angelo:

What figure of us, think you he will bear?

For you must know, we have with special foul

Elected him in our abfence to fupply;

Lent him our terror, dreft him with our love;
And giv'n his deputation all the organs
Of our own power: fay, what think you of it?
ESCAL. If any in Vienna be of worth