that Angelo knows not: for he this very day receives letters of strange tenor; perchance, of the duke's death; perchance, entering into some monastery; but, by chance, nothing of what is writ. Look, the unfolding star calls up the shepherd: Put not yourself into amazement, how these things should be all difficulties are but easy when they are known. Call your executioner,and off with Barnardine's head; I will give him a present shrift, and advise him for a better place. Yet you are amazed; but this shall absolutely resolve you. Come away; it is almost clear dawn. [Exeunt, SCENE III. Another Room in the same. 419 42 Enter Clown. Clo. I am as well acquainted here, as I was in our house of profession: one would think, it were mistress Overdone's own house, for here be many of her old customers. First, here's young master Rash; he's in for a commodity of brown paper and old ginger, nine score and seventeen pounds; of which he made five marks, ready money: marry, then, ginger was not much in request, for the old women were all dead. Then is there here one master Caper, at the suit of master Threepile the mercer, for some four suits of peachcolour'd satin, which now peaches him a beggar. Then have we here young. Dizy, and young master Deep-vow, and master Copper-spur, and master Starve-lackey the rapier and dagger-man, and young Drop-heir that kill'd lusty Pudding, and master Forthright the tilter, and brave master Shoe-tie the great traveller, and wild Half-can that stabb'd Pots, and, I think, forty more; all great doers in our trade, and are now for the Lord's sake. Enter ABHORSON. Abhor. Sirrah, bring Barnardine hither. Clo. Master Barnardine! you must rise and be hang'd, master Barnardine! Abhor. What, ho, Barnardine! Barnar. [Within.] A pox o' your throats! Who makes that noise there? What are you? Clo. Your friends, sir; the hangman: You must be so good, sir, to rise and be put to death. Barnar. [Within.] Away, you rogue, away; I am sleepy. Abhor. Tell him, he must awake, and that quickly too. Clo. Pray, master Barnardine, awake till you are executed, and sleep afterwards. Abhor. Go in to him, and fetch him out. Clo. He is coming, sir, he is coming; I hear his straw rustle. ཞ་ན་་་ Clo. O, the better, sir; for he that drinks all night, and is hang'd betimes in the morn ing, may sleep the sounder all the next day. Enter DUKEN(Ph. Abhor. Look you, sir, here comes your ghostly father; Do we jest now, think you? hearing how hastily you are to depart, I am Duke. Sir, induced by my charity, and come to advise you, comfort you, and pray with you. Barnar. Friar, not I; I have been drinking hard all night, and I will have more time to prepare me, or they shall beat out my brains with billets: I will not consent to die this day, that's certain.d/ Duke. O, sir, you must: and therefore, I beseech you, Look forward on the journey you shall go. Barnar. I swear, I will not die to-day for any man's persuasion. Duke. But hear you,15 Barnar. Not a word; if you have any thing to say to me, come to my ward for thence will not I to-day., nopeianu{Exit.de Enter Provost... Prov. Duke. Unfit to live,or die: 0,gravel heart!— After him, fellows; bring him to the block. 12-114. [Exeunt ABHORSON and Clown. Prov. Now,sir,how do you find the prisoner? Duke. A creature unprepar'd, unmeet for And, to transport him in the mind he is, [death; Were damnable di pane i them and Here in the prison, father, There died this morning of a cruel feveri One Ragozine, a most notorious pirate, A man of Claudio's years; his beard, and head, Just of his colour: What if we do omits!? This reprobate, till he were well inclined; And satisfy the deputy with the visage of Of Ragozine, more like to Claudio? [vides! Duke. O, 'tis an accident that heaven pro- But Barnardine must die this afternoon:" Duke. Let this be done;-Put them in secret Both Barnardine and Claudio: Ere twice The sun bath made his journal greeting to The under generation*, you shall find Your safety manifested. " Prov. I am your free dependant. Duke Quick, despatch, And send the head to Angelo. [Exit Provost. Now will I write letters to Angelo, [tents The provost, he shall bear them,-whose conShall witness to him, I am near at home; And that, by great injunctions, I am bound To enter publicly him I'll desire() To meet me at the consecrated fount, A league below the city; and from thence, J. The antipodes,-) 1 Prov. Here is the head; I'll carry it myself. Duke. Convenient is it: Make a swift return; For I would commune with you of such things, That want no ear but yours. Prov. Pil make all speed. [Exit. Isab. [Within.] Peace, ho, be here ! [know, Duke. The tongue of Isabel :-She's come to If yet her brother's pardon be come hither But I will keep her ignorant of her good, To make her heavenly comforts of despair, When it is least expected.. Enter ISABELLA.. Isab, Ho, by your leave. [cious daughter. One of our convent, and his confessor, Who do prepare to meet him at the gates, There to give up their power. If you can, pace your wisdom. In that good path that I would wish it go; And you shall have your bosom on this wretch, Grace of the duke, revenges to your heart, And general honour. Isab. I am directed by you. Duke. This letter then to friar Peter give; 'Tis that he sent me of the duke's return :: Say, by this token, I desire his company At Mariana's house to-night. Her cause, and Duke. Sir, the duke is marvellous little beholden to your reports; but the best is, he lives hot in them. Lucio. Friar, thou knowest not the duke so well as I do: he's a better woodman than thou takest him for. 1 Duke. Well, you'll answer this one day. Fare ye well. Lucio. Nay, tarry; I'll go along with thee; I can tell thee pretty tales of the duke. Duke. You have told me too many of him already, sir, if they be true; if not true, none were enough. Lucio. I was once before him for getting a wench with child. Duke. Did yon such a thing? ›. Lucio. Yes, marry, did I: but was fain to forswear it; they would else have married me to the rotten mediar. Duke. Sir, your company is fairer than honest: Rest you well. am Lucio. By my troth, I'll go with thee to the lane's end: If bawdy talk offend you, we'll have very little of it: Nay, friar, a kind of burr, I shall stick.. [Exeunt. SCENE IV, "A Room in Angelo's House. Enter ANGELO and ESCALUS. Escal. Every letter he hath writ hath dis vouch'd other. Ang In most uneven and distracted man. ner. His actions show much like to madness: pray heaven, his wisdom be not tainted! And why meet him at the gates, and re-deliver our authorities there? Escal. I guess not. Ang. And why should we proclaim it in an hour before his entering, that, if any crave redress of injustice, they should exhibit their petitions in the street? Escal. He shows his reason for that: to have a despatch of complaints; and to deliver us from devices hereafter, which shall then have no power to stand against us. [claim'd: Ang. Well, I beseech y, let it be pro Betimes i' the morn, I'll call ou at your house: Give notice to such men of sort and suitŷ, ' As are to meet him. Escal. I shall, sir: fare you well. [Exit. Aug. Good night.→→→→→→→ [pregnant, This deed unshapes me quite, makes me un And dull to all proceedings. A deflower'd maid! And by an eminent body, that enforc'd The law against it!-But that her tender shame Will not proclaim against her maiden loss, How might she tongue me? Yet reason dares her?-no: 1 Contradicted. Calls, challenges her to do it. Figure and rank. For my authority bears a credent bulk,, ; 3 PETER. Duke. These letters at fit time deliver me. Giving letters. The provost knows our purpose, and our plot The matter being afoot, keep your instruction, And hold you ever to our special drift; Though sometimes you do blench from this to that, [house, As cause doth minister. Go, call at Flavius' And tell him where I stay: give the like notice, To Valentinus, Rowland, and to Crassus, And bid them bring the trumpets to the gate; But send me Flavius first. F. Peter. It shall be speeded well. [Exit Friar SCENE VI. Street near the City Gate. Mari. I would, friar Peter 1 IN F. Peter. Come, I have found you out a stand most fit, [duke, Where you may have such vantage on the He shall not pass you; Twice have the trumApets sounded; The generous ¶ and gravest citizens A public Place the City Gute. MARIANA, (veild,) Ud, ISABELLA, and PETER, at a distance. Enter at opposite doors, DUKE, VARRIUS, Lords; ANGELO, ESCA LUS, LUCIO, Provost, Officers, & Citizens. Duke, My very worthy cousin, fairly met:Our old and faithful friend, we are glad to see 1 o [royal grace! Ang, and Escal. Happy return be to your Duke. Many and hearty thankings to you both. Ang. you. We have made inquiry of you; and we hear PETER and ISABELLA come forward. F. Peter. Now is your time; speak loud, and kneel before him. Credit unquestionable. Isab. Justice, O, royal duke! Vailt your regard worthy prince, dishonour not your eye Upon a wrong'd, I'd fain have said, a maid! By throwing it on any other object, Till you have heard me in my true complaint, And given me, justice, justice, justice, justice! Duke. Relate your wrongs: In what? By whom? Be brief: Here is lord Angelo shall give you justice; Isab. Isab. Most strange, but yet most truly, will That Angelo's forsworn; is it not strange? That Angelo's a murderer; i'st not strange? That Angelo is an adulterous thief, An hypocrite, a virgin-violator; Is it not strange, and strange? Duke. Nay, ten times strange. Isab. It is not truer he is Angelo, Than this is all ás true as it is strange: Advantage. Most noble, Seized. ++ Lower. Nay, it is ten times true; for truth is truth Duke. Away with her Poor soul, There is another comfort than this world,)That thou neglect me not, with that opinion That I am touch'd with madness: make not timpossible [sible, That which but seems unlike 'tis not impos. But one, the wicked'st caitiff on the ground, May seem as shy, as grave, as just, as absolute, As Angelo; even so may Angelo,! In all his dressings characts, titles, forms, Be an arch-villain: believe it, royal prince, If he be less, he's nothing; but he's more, Had I more name for badness. Duke 9 By mine honesty," Isab. I am the sister of one Claudio,/ Lucio. That's I, an't like your grace; I came to her from Claudio, and desir'd her To try her gracious fortune with lord Angelo, For her poor brother's pardon. Isab That's he, indeed. Duke. You were not bid to speak. Lucio. No, my good lord; Nor wish'd to hold my peace. Duke. old wish you now then Pray you, take note of it: and when you have A business for yourself, pray heaven, you then Be perfect ghoz arit Lucio. I warrant your honour. [to it. Duke. It may be right; but you are in the To speak before your time.-Proceed. I went To this pernicious caitiff deputy. Pardon it; Duke. Mended again; the matter; Proceed. Isab. In brief,-toset the needless process by, How I persuaded, how I pray'd, and kneel'd, How he refell'd time, and how I reply'd; The phrase is to the matter. Habits and characters of office. (For this was of much length,) the vile con clusion Team I now begin with grief and shame to utter: His purpose surfeiting, he sends a warrant Duke.Add This is most likely! That with such vehemency he should pursue Confess the truth, and say by whose advice, As I, thus wrong'd, bence unbelieved go! Duke. I know, you'd fain be gone:-An officer! A To prison with her:-Shall we thus permit ན་** Who knew of your intent, and coming hither? Conspiracy. Beat. F.Peter. I know him for a man divine and Not scurvy, nor a temporary meddler, [holy; As he's reported by this gentleman; And, on my trust, a man that never yet Did, as he vouches, misreport your grace. Lucio. My lord, most villanously; believe it. [clear himself; F. Peter. Well, he in time may come to But at this instant he is sick, my lord, Of a strange fever: Upon his mere request, (Being come to knowledge that there was complaint Intended 'gainst lord Angelo,) came 1 hither, Do Duke. Good friar, let's hear it. [ISABELLA is carried off, guarded; and MARIANA comes forward. you not smile at this lord Angelo?O heaven! the vanity of wretched fools!Give us some seats.-Come, cousin Angelo; In this I'll be impartial; be yon judge Of your own cause.-Is this the witness, friar? First, let her show her face; and, after, speak. Mari. Pardon, my lord; I will not show Until my husband bid me. [my face, Duke. What, are you married? Mari. No, my lord. Duke. Are you a maid? Mari. Duke. A widow then? No, my lord. Neither, my lord. Mari. Duke. Why, you Are nothing then :- Neither maid, widow, nor wife? Lucio. My lord, she may be a punk; for many of them are neither maid, widow, nor wife. [some cause Duke. Silence that fellow: I would, he had To prattle for himself. Lucio. Well, my lord. [married; Mari, My lord, I do confess I ne'er was And, I confess, besides, I am no maid: I have known my husband; yet my husband That ever he knew me. [knows not, Lucio. He was drunk then, my lord; it can be no better. Duke. But knows, he thinks, that he knows Isabel's. Duke. Know you this woman? Lucio. Carnally, she says. Duke. Sirrah, no more. [woman; Lucio. Enough, my lord. Betwixt myself and her; which was broke off, As there is sense in truth, and truth in virtue, Ang. I did but smile till now; Now, good my lord, give me the scope of justice; My patience here is touch'd: I do perceive, [saint, Though they would swear down each particular Sit with my consin; lend him your kind pains • Simple. + Convened. Publicly. Her fortune fell short. ¶ Crazy. |