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in the thanksgiving before meat, do relish the petitio well that prays for peace.

2 Gent. I never heard any foldier difl ke it.

Lucio. I believe thee: for, I think, thou never waft where grace was said,

2. Gent. No? a dozen times at least.
i Gent. What? in meeter ?
Lucio. In any proportion; or in any langåage.
i 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 bat a pair of Theers between us.

Lucio. I grant; as there may between the lifts and the velvet, Thou art the lift.

i Gent. And thou the velvet; thou art good velvet thou’rt a three-pil'd piece, I warrant thee : 1 bad 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 doft ; and, indeed, with most painíel feeling of thy speech: I will, out of thine own confeftion, learn to begiu thy health ; but, whilft I live, forget to drink after thee.

i Gent. I think, I have done myself wrong, have I


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2. Gent. Yes, that thou haft; whether thou art tainted, or frte.

Lucio. Behold, behold, where madam Mitigation comes.

1 Gent. I have purchas'd as many difeaies under her roof, as come to

2 Gent. To what, I pray?
i Gent. Judge.
2 Gent. To three thousand dollars a year.
i Gent. Ay, and more.
Lucio. A French crown more: (3)

I Gent.

(3) A French croren more.

ore.] Lucio means here not the piece of money fo call’d, but that venerial (cab which among the surgeonsoir


i Gert. Thou art always figuring diseafes in me; but thou art full of error; L'am sound.

Lucio. Nay, not as one would say healthy; but fo Found, as things that are hollow; thy bones are hollow; impiety hath made a feast of thee.

Enter Bawd. I 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

i Gen. Who's that, I pr’ythee? Bawd. Marry, Sir, that's Claudio · Signior Claudio. i Gent. Claudio to prison ? 'tis not so.

Bawd. Nay, but I know, 'tis fo; I saw him arrefted; saw him carry'd away; and, which is more, within these three days his head is to be chopt off.

Lucio. But, after all this fooling, I would not have it lo; art thou sure of this ?

Bawd. I am too sure of it; and it is for getting madam Julietta with child.

Lucio. Believe me, this may be ; he promis'd to meet me cwo 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 proclàmation.

Lucio. Away, let's go learn the truth of it. [Exe. stil'd corona veneris. To this, I think, our Author likewise makes Quince allude in M.dsummer-N.gbt's Dreum.

Some of your French crowns have no hair at all, and then you will play bare-faced. As Ben Fohnson does likewise in Gynrbia's Revels.

Afor. I, Šir, I'll assure you, 'tis a beaver. It coft me eight erowns but this morning.

Amo. After your French account?
Ajor. Yes, Sir.

Cri. And so near his head. Beshrew me, dangerous, For where there eruptions are, the skull is carious, and the party becomes bald.


Manet Bawd. Bawd. Thus, what with the war, what with the sweat, what with the gallows, and what with poverty, I am custom-fhrunk. 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

Clown. No; but there's a woman with muid by him. You have not heard of the proclanation, have you?

Bawit. What proclamation, man?

Clown. All houres in the suburbs of Vienna must be pluck'd down.

Bawd. And what shall become of those in the city ?

Clown. They shall stand for feed; they had gone down too, but that a wise burgher put in for them.

Bawd. But shall all our houses of resort in the fuburbs be pull'd down?

Clown. To the ground, mistress.

Bawd. Why, here's a change, indeed, in the common wealth'; what shall become of me?

Clown. Come, fear not you; good counsellors lack no clients ; though you charge your place, you need not change your trade: I'll be your tápster fill. Courage, there will be pity taken on you; you that have worn your eyes almost out in the service, you will be considered.

Bawd. What's to do here, Thomas Tafjter? let's with. draw..

Clown. Here comes Signior Claudio, led by the Provolt to prison ; and there's madam Juliet.

[Exe. Bawd and Clown

Vos. I.


Enter Provost, Claudio, Juliet, and Officers. Lucio ord

two Gentlemen. Claud. Fellow, why doit thou how me thus to th'

world? Bear me to prison, where I am committed.

Prov. I do it not in evil disposition, But from Lord Angelo by special charge.

Claud. Thus can the deini-god, Authority, Make us pay down, for our offence, by weight The words of heaven; on whom it will, it will; On whom it will not, so; yet still’tis juft. Lucio. Why how now, Claudio whence comes this

restraint ? Claud. From too much liberty, my Lucio, liberty: As surfeit is the father of much fast, So every fcope by the immod’rate use Turns to restraint : our natures do pursue, Like rats that ravin down their

proper bane, A thirsty evil; and when we drink, we die.

Lucio. If I could speak so wisely under an arreft, I would fend for certain of my creditors ; and yet, to say the truth, I had as lief have the foppery of freedom, as the morality of imprisonment: what's thy offence, Claudio ?

Claud. What, but to speak of, would offend again.
Lucio. What is’t, murder
Claud. No.
Lucio. Letchery
Claud. Call it so.
Prov. Away, Sir, you must go.
Claud. One word, good friend :-Lucio, a word with

you. Lucio

. A hundred ; if. they'll do you any good : is letchery fo look'd after ?

Claud. Thus ftands it with me; upon a true contract I got pofleflion of Julietta's bed, (You know the Lady,) she is fast my wife; Save that we do the denunciation lack Of outward order. This we came not to,


Only for propagation of a dower
Remaining in the coffer of her friends ;.
From whom we thought it meet to hide our love,
'Till time had made them for us. But it chancesy
The stealth of our most mutual entertainment,
With character too gross, is writ on Juliet.

Lucio. With child, perhaps?

Claud. Unhappily, even 1o.
And the new deputy now for the Duke,
(Whether it be the fault, and glimpse, of newness
Or whether that the body public be
A horse whereon the governor doch ride,
Who, newly in the seat, that it thay

He can command, lets it trait feel the spür;
Whether the tyranny be in his place,
Or in his eminence that fills it up,
i stagger in:)-but this new governor
Awakes me all th' cnrolled penalties,
Which have, like unicour'd armour, hung by th'wall
So long, that nineteen zodiacks have gone round, (4)
And none of them been worn ; and, for a name,
Now puts the drowsy and neglected ad
Freshly on me; 'tis, surely, for a name.

Lucio. I warrant, it is ; and thy head stands fo tickle on thy shoulders, that a milk-maid, if she be in love, may sigh it off. Send after the Duke, and appeal to him.

Claud. I have done so, but he's not to be found.
I pr’ythee, Lucio, do me this kind service:
This day my sister should the cloister enter,
And there receive her approbation.
Acquaint her with the danger of my ftate,
Implore hier, in my voice, that the maké friends

(4.) So long, that nineteen Zodiacks have gone round.] The Duke, în The Scene immediately following, says,

Which for these fourteen years we have let Nip, The Author could not so dilagree with himself, in so narrow a compals. The numbers must have been wrote in figures, and so miftaken: for which reason, 'tis necessary to make the two accounts correspond.



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