Should be as holy as fevere:

Pattern in himself to know,
Grace to ftand, and virtue go;
More nor lefs to others paying,
Than by felf-offences weighing.
Shame to him, whose cruel striking!
Kills for faults of his own liking.
Twice treble shame on Angelo,
To weed my vice, and let his grow!
Oh, what may man within him hide,
Tho' angel on the outward fide!
How may that likeness made in crimes,
Making practice on the times,
Draw with idle fpiders' ftrings
Most pond'rous and substantial things!
Craft against vice I must apply.
With Angelo to-night shall lye
His old betrothed, but defpis'd';
So disguise fhall by th' disguis'd
Pay with falfhood false exacting,
And perform an old contracting.

ACT IV.

[Exit.

SCENE I.

A Grange.

Enter Mariana, and boy finging.

SONG.

Take, oh take those lips away,
That fo fweetly were forfworn;
And thofe eyes, the break of day,
Lights that do mis-lead the mora;,

But my kiffes bring again,-

Seals of love, but feal'd in vain.

Enter Duke.

MARI. Break off thy fong, and hafte thee quick away!
Here comes a man of comfort, whofe advice
Hath often ftill'd my brawling difcontent.-
cry you mercy, Sir, and well could wish,"
You had not found me here fo musical;
Let me excufe me, and believe me so,

My mirth is much difpleas'd, but pleas'd my woe.
DUKE. 'Tis good; tho' musick oft hath such a charm
To make bad, good; and good provoke to harm.

1 pray you tell me, hath any body enquir'd for me here to day? much upon this time, have I promis'd here to meet. MARI. You have not been enquir'd after: I have fate here all day.

DUKE. I do conftantly believe you:

Enter Isabel.

The time is come, even now. I fhall crave your forbearance a little; may be, I will call upon you anon for fome advantage to yourself.

MARI. I am always bound to you.

SCENE II.

DUKE. Very well met, and welcome.

What is the news from the good deputy?

ISA B. He hath a garden circummur'd with brick,
Whose western fide is with a vineyard backt;
And to that vineyard is a planched gate,
That makes his opening with this bigger key;
This other doth command a little door,

[Exit.

Which from the vineyard to the garden leads;
There, on the heavy middle of the night,
Have I my promise made to call upon him.

DUKE. But shall you on your knowledge find this way?
ISAB. I've ta’en a due and wary note upon't.

With whifp'ring and most guilty diligence,

In action all of precept, he did shew 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'th dark;
And that I have poffeft him, my most stay
Can be but brief; for I have made him know,
I have a fervant comes with me along,

That stays upon me; whose perfuafion is,
I come about my brother.

DUKE. 'Tis well born up.

I have not yet made known to Mariana

A word of this. What, hoa! within! come forth!

SCENE III.

Enter Mariana.

I pray you be acquainted with this maid;

She comes to do you good.

ISAB. I do defire the like.

DUKE. Do you perfuade yourself that I refpect you?

MARI. Good Friar, I know you do, and I have found it. DUKE. Take then this your companion by the hand,

Who hath a story ready for your ear.

I fhall attend your leifure; but make haste;

The vaporous night approaches.

MARI. Wilt please you to walk afide? [Exe. Mar. and Ifab.

DUKE. O place and greatness! millions of falfe eyes
Are ftuck upon thee; volumes of report
Run with thefe falfe and moft contrarious quests
Upon thy doings: thousand 'capes of wit
Make thee the father of their idle dreams,

And rack thee in their fancies!

SCENE IV.

Enter Mariana and Ifabel.

Welcome; how agreed.

ISA B. She'll take the enterprize upon her, father,

DUKE. 'Tis not my confent,

But my intreaty too.

ISAB. Little have you to say,

When you depart from him, but soft and low, "Remember now my brother."

MARI. Fear me not.

DUKE. Nor, gentle daughter, fear you not at all:
He is your husband on a pre-contract;

To bring you thus together, 'tis no fin ;

Sith that the juftice of your title to him
Doth flourish the deceit. Come, let us go;

Our corn's to reap; for yet our tithe's to fow.

[Exe.

SCENE V.

Changes to the prifon.

Enter Provoft and Clown.

PROV. Come hither, firrah: can you cut off a man's head? CLOWN. If the man be a bachelor, Sir, I can: but if he be a marry'd man, he is his wife's head, and I can never cut off a woman's head..

PROV. Come, Sir, leave me your fnatches, and yield me a direct answer. To-morrow morning are to die Claudio and Barnardine. Here is in our prifon a common executioner, who in his office lacks a helper; if you will take it on you to affist him, it fhall redeem you from your gyves; if not, you fhall have your full time of imprisonment, and your deliverance with an unpitied whipping; for you have been a notorious bawd.

CLOWN. 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 fome inftruction from my fellow. partner.

FROV. What hoa, Abhorfon, where's Abhorfon, there?

Enter Abhorfon.

ABHOR. Do you call, Sir?

PROV. Sirrah, here's a fellow will help you to-morrow in your execution; if you think it meet, compound with him by the year, and let him abide here with you; if not, ufe him for the prefent, and dismiss him. He cannot plead his eftimation with you, he hath been a bawd.

ABHOR. A bawd, Sir? fie upon him, he will difcredit our mistery.

PROV. Go to, Sir, you weigh equally; a feather will turn the scale. [Exit. CLOWN. Pray, Sir, by your good favour; (for, furely, Sir, a good favour you havé, but that you have a hanging look ;) do you all, Sir, your occupation a mistery?

ABHOR. Ay, Sir; a mistery.

CLOWN. Painting, Sir, I have heard fay, is a mistery; and your whores, Sir, being members of my occupation, ufing painting, do prove my occupation a miftery: but what