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Duke. You are pleasant, Sir, and speak apate.

Lucio.. Why, what a ruthless thing is this in him, for the rebellion of a cod-piece to take away. the life of a miman.? . would the Duke, that is abfent, have done this? ere he would have hang'd a man for the getting a huna dred battards, he would have paid for the nursing a thousand. He had some feeling of the sport, he knew the service, and that instructed him to mercy.

Duka. I never heard the absent Duke much detected for women; be was not inclin'd that way.

Lucio. Oh, Sir, you are deceiv’d.
Duke. 'Tis not possible.

Lucio. Who, not the Duke? yes, your beggar of fifty; and his use was, to put a ducket in her clackdim; the Duke had crotchets in him. He would be drunk too, that let me inform you.

Duke. You do him wrong, furely

Lucia. Sir, I was an inward of his : a shy fellow was the Duke; and, I believe, I know the cause of his withdrawing.

Duke. What; pr’ythee, might be the cause ?

Lucia. No: pardon: 'tis a secret must be lockt within the teeth and the lips; but this I can let you underftand, the greater file of the subject held the Duke to be wise.

Duke. Wise? why, no question, but he wasa

Lucio. A very superficial, ignorant, unweighing fellow.

Dike. Either this is envy in you, folly, or mistaking: the very stream of his life, and the business he hath helmed, muft upon a warranted need give him a betier proclamation. Let him be but teftimonied in his own bringing forth, and he hall appear to the envious, a scholar, a statesman, and a soldies. Therefore, you speak unskilfully; or if your knowledge be more, it. is much darken’d in your malice. than if he were an inanimate suppet. But I rather thin', our Aus. thor wrote ; and he is a motion urgenerative, because Lucia again in this very Scene says j-ibis ungenitur'd agent will umpe pie Ebe province with continency.

Lucio. Sir, I know him, and I love him.

Duke. Love talks with better knowledge, and knowledge with dear love.

Lucio. Come, Sir, I know what I know.
Duke. I can hardly believe that, since you

know not what you speak. But if ever the Duke return, as our 20 prayers are he may, let me desire you to make your answer before him: if it be honeit


"have spoke, you have courage to maintain it; I ain bound to cali upon you, and, I pray you, your name?

Lucio. Sir, my name is Lucio, well known to the Duke.

Duke. He shall know you better, Sir, if I may live to report you.

Lucio. I fear you not.

Duke. O, you hope, the Duke will return no more ; or you imagine me too unhurtful an opposite ; but, indeed, I can do you little harm : you'll forswear this again?

Lucio. I'll be hang'd first : thou art deceiv'd in me, Friar. But no more of this. Canft thou tell, if Claudio die to-morrow, or no?

Duke. Why should he die, Sir?

Lucio. Why? for filling a bottle with a cun-dith : 1 would, the Duke, we talk

of, were return'd again ; this ungenitur'd agent will unpeople the province with continency. Sparrows must not build in his house eves, because they are leacherous. The Duke yet would hive dark deeds darkly answer'd; he would never bring them to light ; would he were return'd! Marry, this Claudio is condemned for unirufling. Farewel, good Friar; I pry'thee, pray for me: (19) the Duke, I say to thee again, would eat mutton on Fridays. He's now past it; yet, and I say to thee, he would mouth with

(19) The Duke, I say to thee again, would ear mutton on Fridays.) This is not meant to impeach the Duke of being an ill Carbolic, as transgressing the rules of abstinence in diet : But the joke, alluded to, will be explain’d by looking back to the third note on the Two Girla. ilemin of Verona.

a beggar,

a beggar, tho' she smelt of brown bread and garlick: say, that I said so, farewel.

Duke. No might nor greatness in mortality
Can cenfure scape : back-wounding calumny
The whiteft virtue strikes. What King so strong
Can tie the gall up in the fland'rous tongue ?
But who comes here?

Enter Escalus, Provost, and Bawd.
Escal. Go, away with her to prison.

Bawd. Good my Lord, be good to me; your honour is accounted a merciful man : good my Lord.

Escal. Double and treble admonition, and still forfeit in the same kind ? this would make mercy fwear, and play the tyrant.

Prov. A bawd of eleven years continuance, may it please your honour.

Bawd. Ly Lord, this is one Lucio's information against me: mistress Kate Keep-down was with child by him in the Dake's time; he promis'd her marriage; his child is a year and a quarter old, come Philip and Jacob: I have kept it myself; and fee, how he goes about to abuse me.

Escal. That fellow is a fellow of much licence; let him be call'd before us. Away with her to prison : go to; no more words. [Exeunt with the Bawd.) Provoft, my brother Angelo will not be alter'd ; Claudio must die to-morrow : let him him be furnished with divines, and have all charitable preparation. If my brother wrought by my pity, it should not be so with him.

Pro. So please you, this Friar hath been with him, and advis'd him for the entertainment of death.

Escal. Good even, good father.
Duke. Bliss and goodness on you !
Escal. Of whence are you?

Duke. Not of this country, tho' my chance is now
To use it for my time: I am a brother
Of gracious order, late come from the see,

In special business from his holiness.
Escal. What news abroad i'th' world?

Duke. None, but that there is so great a fever on goodness, that the dissolution of it must cure it. Novelty is only in request; and it is as dangerous to be aged in


kind of course, as it is virtuous to be conftant in any undertaking. There is scarce truth enough alive, to make focieties fecure; but security enough, to make fellowships accurít. Much upon this riddle runs the wisdom of the world; this news is old enough, yet it is every day's news. I

pray you, Sir, of what difpofition was the Duke?

Escal. One, that, above all other strifes, Contended fpecially to know himself.

Duke. What pleasure was he giv'n to ?

Escal. Rather rejoicing to see another merry, than merry at any thing which profest to make him rejoice. A gentleman of all temperance. But leave we him to his events, with a prayer they may prove prosperous ; and let me defire to know, how you find Claudio prepard ? I am made to understand, that you have lent him visitation.

Duke. He professes to have received no sinister measure from his judge, but most willingly humbles himself to the determination of justice ; yet had he fram’d to himself, by the instruction of his frailty, many deceiving promises of life; which I by my good leisure have discredited to him, and now is he resolved to die.

Escal. You have paid the heav'ns your function, and the prisoner the very debt of your calling. I have labour'd for the poor gentleman, to the extremelt more of my modesty ; but

my brother justice have I found To severe, that he hath forc'd me to tell him, he is indeed Juftice. Duke. If his own life answer the straitness of his

proceeding, it hall become him well; wherein if he chance to fail, he hath sentenc'd himself. Escal. I am going to visit the prisoner; fare you well.

[Exit. Dukr.

Duke. Peace be with you!
He who the sword of heav'n will bear,
Should be as holy as severe :
Pattern in himself to know,
Grace to stand, and virtue go;
More nor 'less to others paying,
Than by self-offences weighing.
Shame to him, whose cruel ftriking
Kills for faults of his own liking.
Twice treble shame on Angelo,
To weed my vice, and let his grow !
Oh, what may man within him hide,
Tho' angel on the outward fide ?
How may that likeness, made in crimes, (20)
Making practice on the times,
Draw with idle spiders ftring's
Most pond'rous and fubftantial things!
Craft against vice I must apply.
With Angelo to-night shall lye
His old betrothed, but despis'd;
So disguise fhall by th' disguis’d
Pay with falfhood false exacting;
And perform an old contracting.

[Ext. (20) Horw may likeness made in crimes,

Making practise on the times,
To drazu wirb idle spider's Strings

Mift pond'rous and fubfiantial ibings?] This obscure and urigrammatical paffage Mr. Warburton has restorā to its purity, only by adding one monofyllable, and throwing out another : as he has likewise made it intelligible by the following comment.

“ How * much wickedness may a man hide wirbin, tho' he appears like an or angel without! How may tbar likeness, made in crimes, i. e. by in hypocrisy ; [a pretty paradoxical expression, of an angel made in « crimes] by impofing on the world, [thus emphatically express’d, to making proetise on tbe times ] draw with its false and empty pretences " (which Shakespeare finely calls, Spiders ftrings ;] the most pondew rous and substantial things of the world, as riches, honous, power, 3. seputation, &c."


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