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To one that can my part in him advertise :-
Duke. “ No more evasion :"
Our haste from hence is of so quick condition,
Ang. Yet, give leave, my lord,
Duke,, My haste may not admit it;
But do not like to stage me to their eyes :
Ang. The heavens give safety to your purposes ! Escal. Lead forth, and bring you back in happi. ness !
79 Duke. I thank you: Fare you well. [Exit.
Escal. I shall desire you, sir, to give me leave To have free speech with you ; “ and it concerns me " To look into the bottom of my place :" A power I have ; but of what strength and nature I am not yet instructed.
Ang. 'Tis so with me :-Let us withdraw together, And we inay soon our satisfaction have Touching that point.
Escal. I'll wait upon your honour. [Exeunt.
" SCENE II.
“ The Street, Enter Lucio, and two Gentlemen. “ Lucio. If the duke, with the other dukes, come “ not to composition with the king of Hungary, why, " then all the dukes fall upon the king.
Gent. Heaven grant is its peace, but not the “ king of Hungary's ! 2 Gent. Amena
« Lucio, Thou conclud'st like the sanctimonious “ pirate, that went to sea with the ten command.' “ ments, but scrap'd one out of the table.
Gent. Thou shalt not steal ? “ Lucio. Ay, that he raz’d.
“ 1 Gent. Why, 'twas a commandment to command “ the captain and all the rest from their functions; “ they put forth to steal There's not a soldier of us " all, that, in the thanksgiving before meat, doth " relish the petition well that prays for peace.
2 Gent. I never heard any soldier dislike it. “ Lucio. I believe thee; for, I think, thou never " wast where grace was said.
2 Gent. No? a dozen times at least. « 1 Gent, What, in metre? “ Lucio. In any proportion, or in any language.
Gent. I think, or in any religion. « Lucio. Ay! why not? Grace is grace, despight " of all controversy: As for example ; Thou thyself « art a wicked villain, despight of all grace.
i Gent. Well, there went but a pair of sheers be“tween us.
“ Lucio. I grant; as there may between the lists " and the velvet : Thou art the list.
119 « 1 Gent. And thou the velvet : thou art good vel“ vet; thou art a three-pil'd piece, I warrant thee : " I had as lief be a list of an English kersey, as be “ pil'd, as thou art pil'd, for a French velvet. Do " I speak feelingly now? “ Lucio, I think thou dost; and, indeed, with most
« painful feeling of thy speech: I will, out of thine "! own confession, learn to begin thy health ; but; “ whilst I live, forget to drink after thee.
i Gent. I think, I have done myself wrong; have 6 I not?
130 " 2 Gent. Yes, that thou hast; whether thou art " tainted, or free.
“ Lucio. Behold, behold, where madam Mitigation
comes ! I have purchas'd as many diseases under « her roof, as come to 2 Gent. To what, I pray?
I « 1 Gent. Judge. 2 Gent. To three thousand dollars a year.
Gent. Ay, and more. « Lucio. A French crown more.
140 ” i Gent. Thou art always figuring diseases in me : “ but thou art full of error; I am sound."
& Lučio. Nay, not, as one would say, healthy; but “so sound, as things that are hollow : thy bones are “ hollow; impiety has made a feast of thee.
" Enter Bawd.
« 1 Gent. How now? Which of your hips has the « most profound sciatica ?
" Bawd. Well, well; there's one yonder arrested, " and carry'd to prison, was worth five thousand of you all.
150 1 \ 1. Gent. Who's that, I pr’ythee?
“ Bawd. Marry, sir, that's Claudio, signior Claudio. ** Gent, Claudio to prison! 'tis not so. .
" Bawd. Nay, but I know 'tis so: I saw hiin arrest. “ ed ; saw him carry'd away ; and, which is more, “ within these three days his head is to be chopp'd off.
“ Lucio. But, after all this fooling, I would not have “ it so? Art thou sure of this?
“ Bawd. I am too sure of it: and it is for getting « madain Julietta with child.
160 « Lucio. Believe me, this may be : he promised to “ meet me two hours since; and he was ever precise “ in promise-keeping.
“ 2 Gent. Besides, you know, it draws something “ near to the speech we had to such a purpose.
“ i Gent. But most of all agreeing with the pro" clamation. “ Lucio. Away ; let's go learn the truth of it.
" Manet Bawd.
« Bawd. Thus, what with the war, what with the “ sweat, what with the gallows, and what with po
verty, I am custom-shrunk. How now? what's “ the news with you?
« Enter Clown.
“ Clown. Yonder man is carry'd to prison. “ Bawd. Well; what has he done ? “ Clown. A woman. “ Bawd. But what's his offence? “ Clown. Groping for trouts in a peculiar river. Bawd. What, is there a maid with child by him?