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VINCENTIO, Duke of Vienna.
An ancient Lord, join'd with Angelo in the ,
Isabella, Sister to Claudio.
Guards, Officers, and other Attendants.
Μ Ε Α.
Escal. My. Lord.
Science Exceeds, in that, the lists of all advice My strength can give you: then no more remains: Put that to your sufficiency, as your worth is able, And let them work. The nature of our people, Our city's institutions, and the terms Of common justice, y’are as pregnant in, As art and practice hath enriched any That we remember. There is our Commission, From which we would not have you warp. Call hither, I say, bid come before us Angelo : What figure of us, think you, he will bear?
, For you must know, we have with special roll Elected him our Absence to supply; Lent him our Terror, dreft him with our Love; * The story is taken from Cinthio's Novels, December 8. November 5.
And giv'n his Deputation all the organs
Escal. If any in Vienna be of worth
S CE N E II.
Enter Angelo. Duke. Look, where he cames:
Ang.Always obedient to your Grace's will, I come to know your pleasure.
Ang. Now, good my lord,
Duke. Come, no more evasion :
honours. Our haste from hence is of so quick condition, That it prefers itself, and leaves unquestion'd Matters of needful value.
We shall write to you, As time and our concernings shall importune, How it goes with us; and do look to know What doth befal you here. So, fare you' well. To th’hopeful execution do I leave you Of your Commiffions.
Ang. Yet give me leave, my lord, That we may bring you something on the way. ,
Duke. My hafte may not admit it ; Nor need you, on miñe honour, have to do With any scruple ; your scope is as mine own, So to inforce, or qualify the Laws, As to your soul seems good. Give me your hand; I'll privily away. I love the people ; But do not like to stage me to their eyes Though it do well, I do not relish well Their loud applause, and Ave's vehement : Nor do I think the man of safe discretion, That does affect it. Once more, fare you
yet instructed. Ang. 'Tis so with me : let us withdraw together, And we
foon our satisfaction have Touching that point. Escal. I'll wait upon your
honour. [Exeunt. * Leaven'd choicej We should read level'd choice. The Allusion is to Archery, when a Man has fix'd upon his Objed, after taking Aim.