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As mice by lyons;) hath pickt out an act,
Under whose heavy fense your brother's life
Falls into forfeit; he arrests him on it;
And follows close the rigor of the statute,

To make him an example; all hope's gone,
Unless

you

have the grace by your fair prayer To soften Angelo ; and that's my pith of business 'Twixt you and your poor brother.

Tab. Doch he fo
Seek for his life?

Lucio. H'as cenfur'd him already ;
And, as I hear, the Provoft hath a warrant
For's execution.

Ijab. Alas! wbat poor
Ability's in me, to do him good?

Lucio. Afsay the power you have.
Ijab. My power? Alas! I doubt.

Lucio. Our doubts are traitors ;
And make us lose the good, we oft might win,
By fearing to attempt. Go to Lord Angelo,
And let him learn to know, when maidens sue,
Men give like Gods ; but when they weep and kneel,
All their petitions are as truly theirs,
As they themselves would owe them.

Isab. I'll see what I can do.
Lucio. But, speedily.

Isab. I will about it ftrait;
No longer staying, but to give the mother
Notice of my affair. I humbly tha you,
Commend me to my brother : soon at night
P'll send him certain word of my fuccess.

Lucio. I take
Ifab. Good Sir,'adieu.

Exeunte

my

leave of you.

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CT II.
SCE N E, the Palace.
Enter Angelo, Escalus, a Justice, and Attendants..

ANGELO.
'E must not make a scare-crow of the law,

Setting it up to fear the birds of prey,
And let it keep one mape, 'till custom niake it
Their pearch, and not their terror.

Ejcal. Ay, but yet Lei us be keen, and rather cut a little, Than fall, and bruise to death. Alas! this gentleman, Whom I would save, had a molt noble father, Let but your honour know, Whom I believe to be most strait in virtue, That, in the working of your own affections, Had time coher'd with place, or place, with wishing,, Or that the resolute acting of your blood Could have attain'd th' effect of

your own purpose; Whether you had not sometime in your

life Err'd in this point, which row you censure him, And pull’d the law upon you.

Ang. 'Tis one thing to be tempted, Elialus, Another thing to fall.. I not deny, The jury, passing on the prisoner’s life, May in the sworn twelve have a thief or two, Guiltier than him they try; what's open made to jutices, That justice seizes on. What kuow the laws, 'That ihieves do pass on thieves ? 'uis very pregnanta, The jewel that we find, we stoop and take', Decaufe we fee in; but what we do not see, We tread upon, and never think of it.. You may nod to extenuate his offence, Fur I have had such faults: bui rather tell me, When I, that centure him, do fa offend, Let ioine own judyrnent pattern out my death, And nothig come in pariial, Sir, he mit die.

Enter

away.

Enter Provost.
Escal. Be't, as your wisdom will.
Ang. Where is the Provost?
Prov. Here, if it like

your

honour. Ang. See, that Claudio Be executed by nine to-morrow morning. Bring him his confeffor, let him be prepar'd; For that's the utmoft of his pilgrinage. (Exit Provs.

Escal. Well, heav'n forgive him ! and forgive us all : Some rise by fin, and fome by virtue fall :Some run through brakes of vice, and answer none; And some condemned for a fault alone.

Enter. Elbow, Froth, Clown, and Officers. Elb. Come,, bring them away ;. if these be-good people in a common-weal, that do nothing but use their abuses in common houses, I know. no law;. bring them:

Ang. How now, Sir, what's your name? and what’s. the matter? Elb. If it please your honour, I am the poor

Duke'as constable, and, my, nagie is Eibow; I do lean upon. juítice, Sir, and do bring in here before your good honour two notorious benefactors.

Ang. Benefactors ? well ; what benefactors are they? are they not malefactors ?

Elb. If it please your honour, I know not well what' they are ; but precise villains they are, that I am sureof; and void of all profanation in the world, that good christians ought to have...

Escal. This comes off well; here's a wise officer. Ang. Go to : what quality are they of? Elbow is: your name? Why doit chou not speak, Elbow ??

Clown. He cannot, Sir; he's out at elbow.
Ang. What are you, Sir?

Aaló. He, Sir? a tapster, Sir ; parcel.bawd; one that serves a bad woman ;, whose houte, Sir, was, as they fay, pluckt down in the suburbs ; and now the profefles i a. hoi:houfe ;, which,,Ichint, is a very ill houle too.

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Escal. How know

you

that? Elb. My wife, Sir, whom I detest before heav'n and your honour,

Escal. How! thy wife?

Elb. Ay, Sir ; whom, I thank heav'n, is an hones woman ;

Fscal. Dof thou deteft her therefore ?

Elb. I say, Sir, I will deteft myself also, as well as me, that this house, if it be not a band's house, it is pity of her life, for it is a naughty house.

E/cal. How doft thou know that, constable ?

Elb. Marry Sir, by my wife; who, if she had been A woman cardinally given, might have been accused in fornication, adultery, and all uncl anness there.

Esial. By the woman's means?

Elb. Ay, Sir, hy mistress Over-don's means, but as The spit in his face, to the defy'd him.

Chwn. Sir, if it pleafe your honour, this is not fo.

Elb. Prove it before these varlets here, thou honoural le man, prove it.

Escaí. Do you hear, how he 'misplaces?

Clown. Sir, she came in great with child; and longing (saving your honour's reverence) for few'd prewns; Sir, we bad but two in the house, which at that very diftant time ftood, as it were, in a fruit-diíh, a disa of some three pence ; (your honours have seen fuch dishes; they are not China dishes, but very good dishes.)

F/cal. Go to, go to; no matter for the dish, Sir.

Clown. No, indeed, Sir, not of a pin; you are therein in the right: but to the point; as I say, this mistress Elburu, Lcing, as I say, with child, and being great lielly'd, and longing, as I say, for prewns; and having but iwo in the dish, as I said ; master Froth. here, this very man, having eaten the red, as I faid, and, as I fay, paying for them very honestly; for, as you know, mitles Froits, I could not give you three pence again.

Froth. No, indeed.

C'mun. Vry well; you being then, if you be sêmembred, cracking the fones of the foresaid prewns. Fruih. Ay, so I did, indeed,

Clowns

Clown. Why, very well; I telling you then, if you be remembred, that such a one, and such a one, were paft care of the thing you wot of, unless they kept very good diet, as I told you,

Froth, All this is true.
Clown. Why, very well then,
Escal. Come, you are a tedious fool ; to the

purpose : what was done to Elbow's wife, that he hath cause to complain of? come to what was done to her.

Clown. Sir, your honour cannot come to that yet.
Escal. No, Sir, nor I mean it not.

Clown. Sir, but you shall come to it, by your honour's leave: and, I beseech you, look into master Froth here, Sir, a man of fourscore pound a year ; whose father dy'd at Hallowmas. Was't not at Hallowmas, master Froth?

Froth. All-holland eve.

Clown. Why, very well; I hope here be truths. He, Şir, sitting, as I say, in a lower chair, Sir ; 'twas in the bunch of grapes, where, indeed, you have a delighie to sit, have you not?

Froib. I have so, because it is an open room, and good for winter,

Clowna Why, very well then; I hope, here be truths.

Ang. This will last out a night in Rusia, When nights are longest there. I'll take my leave, And leave you to the hearing of the cause ; Hoping, you'll find good cause to whip them all. Éscal. I think no less. Good morrow to your Lordfhip.

[Exit: Angelo. Now, Sir, come on : what was done to Elbow's wife, once more

Clown. Once, Sir: there was nothing done to her

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once.

Elb. I beseech you, Sir, ak him what this man did

to my wife.

Clown. I beseech your 'honour, ak me.
Escal. Well, Sir, what did this gentleman to her ?

Clown. I beseech you, Sir, look in this gentleman's face; good master Froth, look upon his honqur 'tis

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