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Not Isabel ! not either deliver'd him to his liberty, or executed Prop. No.

him? I have heard, it was ever his manner to do so. Duke. They will then, ere't be long.

Prov. His friends still wrought reprieves for him: Prov. What comfort is for Claudio ?

And, indeed, his fact, till now in the government of Drake.

There's some in hope. lord Angelo, came not to an undoubtful proof. I'rov. It is a bitter deputy.

Duke. Is it now apparent ? Duke. Not so, not so; luis life is parallela

Prov. Most manifest, and not denied by himself. Even with the stroke and line of his great justice; Duke. Hath he borne himself penitently in priHe doth with holy abstinence subdue

son? How seems he to be touch'd ? That in himself, which he spurs on his power

Prov. A man that apprehends death no more To qualify in others : were he meal'd

dreadfully, but as a drunken sleep; careless, reckWith that which he corrects, then were he tyrannous; | less, and fearless of what's past, present, or to come; But this being so, he's just. Now are they come. - insensible of mortality, and desperately mortal.

(Knocking within. — Provost goes out. Duke. He wants advice. This is a gentle provost : Seldom, when

Prov. He will hear none; he hath evermore had The steeled gaoler is the friend of men. —

the liberty of the prison ; give him leave to escape How now? What noise? That spirit's possess'd hence, he would not : drunk many times a day, if with haste,

not many days entirely drunk. We have very often That wounds the unsisting postern with these strokes. awaked him, as if to carry him to execution, and Provost returns, speaking to one at the door.

show'd him a seeming warrant for it: it hath not

moved him at all. Prov. There he must stay, until the officer

Duke. More of him anon. There is written in Arise to let him in; he is call’d up.

your brow, Provost, honesty and constancy: if I Duke. Have you no countermand for Claudio yet, read it not truly, my ancient skill beguiles me; but But he must die to-morrow?

in the boldness of my cunning, I will lay myself Prov.

None, sir, none. in hazard. Claudio, whom here you have a warrant Duke. As near the dawning, Provost, as it is, to execute, is no greater forfeit to the law than You shall hear more ere morning.

Angelo who hath sentenced him: To make you Prov.

Happily, understand this in a manifested effect, I crave but You something know; yet, I believe, there comes four days respite ; for the which you are to do me No countermand; no such example have we : both a present and a dangerous courtesy. Besides, upon the very siege of justice,

Prov. Pray, sir, in what? Lord Angelo hath to the public ear

Duke. In the delaying death. Profess'd the contrary.

Prov. Alack ! how may I do it? having the hour Enter a Messenger.

limited ; and an express command, under penalty,

to deliver his head in the view of Angelo? I may Duke. This is his lordship's man.

make my case as Claudio's, to cross this in the Prov. And here comes Claudio's pardon. smallest.

Mess. My lord hath sent you this note; and by Duke. By the vow of mine order, I warrant you, me this further charge, that you swerve not from if my instructions may be your guide. Let this the smallest article of it, neither in time, matter, or Barnardine be this morning executed, and his head other circumstance. Good-morrow ; for, as I take borne to Angelo. it, it is almost day.

Prov. Angelo hath seen them both, and will disProv. I shall obey him. [Erit Messenger. cover the favour. Duke. This is his pardon; purchas'd by such sin, Duke. O, death's a great disguiser : and you may

(Aside. add to it. Shave the head, and tie the beard ; and For which the pardoner himself is in:

say, it was the desire of the penitent to be so bared Hence hath offence his quick celerity,

before his death : You know, the course is comWhen it is borne in high authority :

If any thing fall to you upon this, more When vice makes mercy, mercy's so extended, than thanks and good fortune, by the saint whom I That for the fault's love, is the offender friended. - profess, I will plead against it with my life. Now, sir, what news?

Prov. Pardon me, good father : it is against my Proc. I told you : Lord Angelo, belike, think- oath. ing me remiss in mine office, awakens me with this Duke. Were you sworn to the duke, or to the unwonted putting on : methinks, strangely ; for he deputy ? hath not used it before.

Prov. To him, and to his substitutes. Duke. Pray you, let's hear.

Duke You will think you have made no offence, Prov. [Reads.] Whatsoever you may hear to the if the duke avouch the justice of your dealing? Contrary, let Claudio be erecuted by four of the clock; Prov. But what likelihood is in that? and, in the afternoon, Barnardine : for my better Duke. Not a resemblance, but a certainty. Yet satisfaction, let me have Claudio's head sent me by five. since I see you fearful, that neither my coat, inteLet this be duly perform’d; with a thought, that more grity, nor my persuasion, can with ease attempt you, depends on it than we must yet deliver. Thus fail not I will go further than I meant, to pluck all fears to do your office, as you will answer it at your peril. out of you.

Look you, sir, here is the hand and What say you to this, sir ?

seal of the duke. You know the character, I doubt Duke. What is that Barnardine, who is to be not; and the signet is not strange to you. executed in the afternoon ?

Prov. I know them both. Prov. A Bohemian born ; but here nursed up Duke. The contents of this is the return of the and bred: one that is a prisoner nine years old. duke ; you shall anon over-read it at your pleasure : Duke. How came it, that the absent duke had | where you shall find, within these two days he will


with you.

resolve you.

be here. This is a thing, that Angelo knows 10t :

Enter Duke. for he this very day receives letters of strange tenor :

Abhur. Look you, sir, here comes your ghostly perchance, of the duke's death ; perchance, enter

father ; Do we jest now, think you? ing into some monastery ; but, by chance, nothing

Duke. Sir, induced by my charity, and hearing of what is writ. Look, the unfolding star calls up

how hastily you are to depart, I am come to advise the shepherd : Put not yourself into amazement,

comfort you,


pray how these things should be : all difficulties are but

Barnar. Friar, not I; I have been drinking easy when they are known. Call your executioner, hard all night, and I will have more time to preand off with Barnardine's head : I will give him a

pare me, or they shall beat out my brains with present shrift, and advise him for a better place. | billets : I will not consent to die this day, that's Yet you are amazed: but this shall absolutely certain. Come away; it is almost clear

Duke. O, sir, you must; and therefore, I beseech dawn.



Look forward on the journey you shall go. SCENE III. - Another Room in the same. Barnar. I swear, I will not die to-day for any

man's persuasion. Enter Clown,

Duke. But hear you, Clo. I am as well acquainted here, as I was in

Barnar. Not a word ; if you have any thing to our house of profession : one would think, it were

say to me, come to my ward; for thence will not i mistress Overdone's own house, for here be many of to-day.

[Edit. her old customers. First, here's young master

Enter Provost. Rash; he's in for a commodity of brown paper and Duke. Unfit to live, or die: 0, gravel heart! old ginger, ninescore and seventeen pounds ; of After him, fellows; bring him to the block. which he made five marks, ready money : marry,

[Exeunt ABHORson and Clown, then, ginger was not much in request, for the old

Prov. Now, sir, how do you find the prisoner ? women were all dead. Then is there here one

Duke. A creature unprepar'd, unmeet for death; master Caper, at the suit of master Three-pile the And, to transport him in the mind he is, mercer, for some four suits of peach-colour'd satin, Were damnable. which now peaches him a beggar. Then have we


Here in the prison, father, here young Dizy, and young master Deep-vow, There died this morning of a cruel fever and master Copper-spur, and master Starve-lackey | One Ragozine, a most notorious pirate, the rapier and dagger-man, and young Drop-heir A man of Claudio's years ; his beard, and head, that kill'd lusty Pudding, and master Forthright the Just of his colour : What if we do omit tilter, and brave master Shoe-tie the great traveller, This reprobate, till he were well inclined; and wild Half-can that stabb'd Pots, and, I think, And satisfy the deputy with the visage forty more; all great doers in our trade, and are

Of Ragozine, more like to Claudio ? now for the Lord's sake.

Duke. O, 'tis an accident that heaven provides ! Enter ABHORSON.

Despatch it presently; the hour draws on

Prefix'd by Angelo : See, this be done, Abhor. Sirrah, bring Barnardine hither.

And sent according to command; whiles I Clo. Master Barnardine ! you must rise and be Persuade this rude wretch willingly to die. hang’d, master Barnardine!

Prov. This shall be done, good father, presenily. Abhor. What, ho, Barnardine!

But Barnardine must die this afternoon: Barnar. [Within.] A pox o'your throats! Who And how shall we continue Claudio, makes that noise there? What are you?

To save me from the danger that might come, Clo. Your friends, sir; the hangman : You must If he were known alive? be so good, sir, to rise and be put to drath.

Duke. Let this be done ;-Put them in secret holds, Barnar. [Within.] Away, you rogue, away ; I | Both Barnardine and Claudio: Ere twice am sleepy.

The sun hath made his journal greeting to Abhor. Tell him, he must awake, and that The under generation, you shall find quickly too.

Your safety manifested. Clo. Pray, master Barnardine, awake till you are Prov. I am your free dependant. executed, and sleep afterwards.


Quick, despatch, Abhor. Go in to him, and fetch him out.

And send the head to Angelo.

[Erit Provose. Clo. He is coming, sir, be is coming ; I hear his Now will I write letters to Angelo, straw rustle.

The provost, he shall bear them, whose contents Enter BARNARDINE.

Shall witness to him, I am near at home;

And that, by great injunctions, I am bound Abhor. Is the axe upon the block, sirrah?

To enter publickly: him I'll desire Clo. Very ready, sir.

To meet me at the consecrated fount, Barnar. How now, Abhorson? what's the news

A league below the city; and from thence, with you ?

By cold gradation and weal-balanced form,
Abhor. Truly, sir, I would desire you to clap into We shall proceed with Angelo.
your prayers; for, look you, the warrant's come.
Barnar. You rogue, I have been drinking all

Re-enter Provost. night, I am not fitted for't.

Prov. Here is the head; I'll carry it myself. Clo. O, the better, sir; for he that drinks all Duke. Convenient is it : Make a swift return. night, and is hany'd betimes in the morning, may For I would commune with you of such things, wesp the sounder all the next day.

| That want no ear but yours.

ye well.


I'il make all speed. Lucio. Friar, thou knowest not the duke so well

(Erit. as I do: he's a beiter roodwi than thou takest Isab. (Within.] Peace, lio, be bere !

him for. Duke. The tongue of Isabel : She's coine to Duke. Well, you'll answer this one day. Fare

know, If yet her brother's pardon be come hither :

Lucio. Nay, tarry ; I'll go along with thee; I But I will keep her ignorant of her good,

can tell thee pretty tales of the duke. To make her heavenly comforts of despair

Duke. You have told me too many of him alWhen it is least expected.

ready, sir, if they be true; if not true, none were

enough. Enter ISABELLA.

Lucio. I was once before him for getting a wench Isab. Ho, by your leave.

with child. Duke. Good morning to you, fair and gracious Duke. Did you such a thing ? daughter.

Lucio. Yes, marry, did I: but was fain to forIsab. The better, given me by so holy a man. swear it; they would else have married me to the Hath yet the deputy sent my brother's pardon? rotten medlar. Duke. He hath releas'd him, Isabel, from the Duke. Sir, your company is fairer than honest : world;

Rest you well. His head is off, and sent to Angelo.

Lucio. By my troth, I'll go with thee to the lub. Nay, but it is not so.

lane's end : If bawdy talk offend you, we'll have Duke.

It is no other : very little of it; Nay, friar, I am a kind of burr, I Show your wisdom, daughter, in your close patience. shall stick.

[Exeunt. Isab. O, I will to him, and pluck out his eyes.

SCENE IV. - A Room in Angelo's House. Duke. You shall not be admitted to his sight. Isab. Unhappy Claudio! Wretched Isabel !

Enter ANGELO and ESCALUS. Injurious world! Most damned Angelo!

Escal. Every letter he hath writ hath disvouch'd Duke. This nor hurts him nor profits you a jot : other. Forbear it therefore ; give your cause to heaven. Ang. In most uneven and distracted manner. Mark what I say; which you shall find

His actions show much like to madness : pray heaBy every syllable, a faithful verity:

ven, his wisdom be not tainted! And why meet him The duke comes home to-morrow; - nay, dry your at the gates, and re-deliver our authorities there? eyes;

Escal. I guess not. One of our convent, and his confessor,

Ang. And why should we proclaim it in an hour Gives me this instance: Already he hath carried

before his entering, that, if any crave redress of inNotice to Escalus and Angelo;

justice, they should exhibit their petitions in the street? Who do prepare to meet him at the gates,

Escal. He shows his reason for that : to have a There to give up their power. If you can, pace despatch of complaints ; and to deliver us from de

vices hereafter, which shall then have no power to In that good path that I would wish it go; stand against us. And you shall have your bosom on this wretci,

Ang. Well, I beseech you, let it be proclaim’d: Grace of the duke, revenges to your heart,

Betimes i' the morn, I'll call you at your house : And general honour.

Give notice to such men of sort and suit,
I am directed by you.

As are to meet him.
Duke. This letter then to Friar Peter give;


I shall, sir : fare you well. (Erit. 'Tis that he sent me of the duke's return :

Ang. Good night. Say, by this token, I desire his company

This deed unshapes me quite, makes me unpregnant, At Mariana's house to-night. Her cause, and yours, And dull to all proceedings. A deflower'd maid ! I'll perfect him withal; and he shall bring you And by an eminent body, that enforc'd Before the duke; and to the head of Angelo The law against it! But that her tender shame Accuse him home, and home. For my poor self,

Will not proclaim against her maiden loss, I am combined by a sacred vow,

How might she tongue me? Yet reason dares her ? And shall be absent. Wend you with this letter :Command these fretting waters from your eyes For my authority bears a credent bulk, With a light heart; trust not my holy order, That no particular scandal once can touch, If I pervert your course. - Who's here.

But it confounds the breather. He should have livd, Enter Lucio.

Save that his riotous youth, with dangerous sense,

Might, in the times to come, have ta'en revenge, Lucio.

Good even ! Friar, where is the provost ?

By so receiving a dishonour'd life,

With ransome of such shame. 'Would yet he had Not within, sir.

liv'd! Lucio. O, pretty Isabella, I am pale at mine Alack, when once our grace we have forgot, heart

, to see thine eyes so red: thou must be pa- Nothing goes right; we would, and we would not. tient: I am fain to dine and sup with water and

[Erit. bran; I dare not for my head fill my belly; one SCENE V, - Fielce without the Town. fruitful meal would set me to't: But they say the duke will be here to-morrow.

By my troth, Isabel, Enter Duke in his own habit, and Friar PETER. I lov’d thy brother : if the old fantastical duke of Duke. These letters at fit time deliver me. dark corners had been at home, he had lived.

[Giving lettera [Erit ISABELLA. The provost knows our purpose, and our plot. Duke. Sir, the duke is marveilous little beholden The matter being afoot, keep your instruction, to your reports; but the best is, he lives not in them. And hold you ever to our special drift;

your wisdom



Though sometimes you do blench from this to that, That is your part: yet I'm advis'd to do it ;
As cause doth minister. Go, call at Flavius' house, le says, to veil full purpose.
And tell him where I stay: give the like notice Dari.

Be rul'd by him. To Valentinus, Rowland, and to Crassus,

Isab. Besides, he tells me, that, if peradventure And bid them bring the trumpets to the gate ; He speak against me on the adverse side, But send me Flavius first.

I should not think it strange; for 'tis a physick, F. Peter.

It shall be speeded well. That's bitter to sweet end.
[Exit Friar.

Mari. I would, friar Peter


0, peace; the friar is come. Duke. I thank thee, Varrius; thou hast made

Enter Friar PETER. good haste :

F. Peter. Come, I have found you out a stand Come, we will walk : There's other of our friends

most fit, Will greet us here anon, my gentle Varrius.

Where you may have such vantage on the duke,

(Ereunt. He shall not pass you; Twice have the trumpets SCENE VI.

sounded ;
Street near the City Gate.

The generous and gravest citizens
Enter Isabella and MARIANA.

Have hent the gates, and very near upon
Isab. To speak so indirectly, I am loath'; The duke is ent'ring; therefore hence, away.
I would say the truth ; but to accuse him so,



SCENE I. - A publick Place near the City Gate. Or wring redress from you : bear me, O, hear me,

here. Mariana (veiled), ISABELLA, and Peter, at a dis

Ang. My lord, her wits, I fear me, are not firm : tance. Enter at opposite doors, DUKE, VARRIUS,

She hath been a suitor to me for her brother, Lords; Angelo, Escalus, Lucio, Provost, Offi

Cut off by course of justice! cers, and Citizens.


By course of justice! Duke. My very worthy cousin, fairly met: - Ang. And she will speak most bitterly, and Our old and faithful friend, we are glad to see you.

strange. Ang. and Escal. Happy return be to your royal Isab. Most strange, but yet most truly, will I grace!

speak :
Duke. Many and hearty thankings to you both. That Angelo's forsworn; is it not strange?
We have made inquiry of you; and we hear That Angelo's a murderer; is't not strange ?
Such goodness of your justice, that our soul That Angelo is an adulterous thief,
Cannot but yield you forth to public thanks, An hypocrite, a virgin-violator ;
Forerunning more requital.

Is it not strange, and strange ?
You make my bonds still greater. Duke.

Nay, ten times strange. Duke. O, your desert speaks loud; and I should Isab. It is not truer he is Angelo, wrong it,

Than this is all as true as it is strange : To lock it in the wards of covert bosom,

Nay, it is ten times true ; for truth is truth When it deserves with characters of brass

To the end of reckoning. A forted residence, 'gainst the tooth of time,


Away with her;- Poor soul, And razure of oblivion ; Give me your hand, She speaks this in the infirmity of sense. And let the subject see, to make them know

Isab. O prince, I conjure thee, as thou believ'st That outward courtesies would fain proclaim There is another comfort than this world, Favours that keep within. Come, Escalus; That thou neglect me not, with that opinion, You must walk by us on our other hand;

That I am touch'd with madness; make not impos And good supporters are you.


That which but seems unlike : 'tis not impossible Peter and ISABELLA come forward.

But one, the wicked'st caitiff on the ground, F. Peter. Now is your time; speak loud, and May seem as shy, as grave, as just, as absolute, kneel before him.

As Angelo; even so may Angelo,
Isab. Justice, O royal duke! Vail your regard In all his dressings, characts, titles, forms,
Upon a wrong'd, I'd fain have said, a maid ! Be an arch-villain ; believe it, royal prince,
O worthy prince, dishonour not your eye

If he be less, he's nothing ; but he's more,
By throwing it on any other object,

Had I more name for badness. Till you have heard me in my true complaint,


By mine honesty, And given me, justice, justice, justice, justice! If she be mad, as I believe no other, Duke. Relate your wrongs: In what ? By whom? | Her madness hath the oddest frame of sense, Be brief:

Such a dependency of thing on thing, Here is lord Angelo shall give you justice !

As e'er I heard in madness. Reveal yourself to him.


O, gracious duke, Isab. O, wortly duke,

Harp not on that : nor do not banish reason You bid me seek redemption of the devil :

For inequality ; but let your reason serve Hear me yourself; for that which I must speak To make the truth appear, where it seems lid , Must either punish me, not being believ'd,

And hide the false, seems true.


Many that are not mad, Isab. One that I would were herc, friar Lodowick. Have, sure, more lack of reason. What would Duke. A ghostly father, belike: Who knows that you say?

Lodowick? Isab. I am the sister of one Claudio,

Lucio. My lord, I know him; 'tis a meddling Condemn'd upon the act of fornication

friar? To lose his head; condemn’d by Angelo:

I do not like the man : had he been lay, my lord, I, in probation of a sisterhood,

For certain words he spake against your grace Was sent to by my brother: One Lucio

In your retirement, I had swing'd him soundly. As then the messenger ;

Duke. Words against me? This' a good friar, Lucio. That's I, an't like your grace:

belike! I came to her from Claudio, and desir'd her And to set on this wretched woman here To try her gracious fortune with lord Aagelo, Against our substitute ! Let this friar be found. For her poor brother's pardon.

Lucio. But yesternight, my lord, she and that Isab. That's he, indeed.

friar Duke. You were not bid to speak.

I saw them at the prison : a saucy friar, Lucio.

No, my good lord ; | A very scurvy fellow. Nor wish'd to hold my peace.

F. Peter.

Blessed be your royal grace! Duke.

I wish you now then; I have stood by, my lord, and I have heard Pray you, take note of it: and when


have Your royal ear abus'd : First, hath this woman A business for yourself, pray heaven, you then Most wrongfully accus'd your substitute ; Be perfect.

Who is as free froin touch or soil with her, Lucio. I warrant your honour.

As she from one ungot. Duke. The warrant's for yourself ; take heed to it. Duke.

We did believe no less. Isab. This gentleman told somewhat of my tale. Know you that friar Lodowick, that she speaks of? Lucio. Right.

F. Peter. I know him for a man divine and holy; Duke. It may be right; but you are in the wrong Not scurvy, nor a temporary meddler, To speak before your time. — Proceed.

As he's reported by this gentleman ; Isab.

I went. And, on my trust, a man that never yet To this pernicious caitiff deputy.

Did, as he vouches, misreport your grace. Duke. That's somewhat madly spoken.

Lucio. My lord, most villainously; believe it. Isab.

Pardon it; F. Peter. Well, he in time may come to clear The phrase is to the matter.

himself; Duke. Mended again : the matter ;- Proceed. But at this instant he is sick, my lord,

Isab. In brief, - to set the needless process by, Of a strange fever: Upon his mere request, How I persuaded, how I pray'd, and kneelid, (Being come to knowledge that there was complaint How he refell'd me, and how I reply'd;

Intended 'gainst lord Angelo,) came I bither, For this was of much length,) the vile conclusion To speak, as from his mouth, what he doth know I now begin with grief and shame to utter : Is true, and false ; and what he with his oath, He would not, but by gift of my chaste body And all probation, will make up full clear, To his concupiscible intemperate lust,

Whensoever he's convented. First, for this woman ;
Release my brother; and, after much debatement, (To justify this worthy nobleman,
My sisterly remorse confutes mine honour,

Šo vulgarly and personally accus'd,)
And I did yield to him : But the next morn betimes, Her shall you hear disproved to her eyes,
His purpose surfeiting, he sends a warrant

Till she herself confess it.
For my poor brother's head.


Good friar, let's hear it. Duke. This is most likely !

[ISABELLA is carried off, guarded; and Isab. O, that it were as like as it is true !

MARIANA comes forward. Duke. By heaven, fond wretch, thou know'st not Do you not smile at this, lord Angelo? . what thou speak’st;

O heaven! the vanity of wretched fools! Or else thou art suborn'd against his honour, Give us some seats. — Come, cousin Angelo; In hateful practice: First, his integrity

In this I'll be impartial ; be you judge Stands without blemish :-next, it imports no reason, your own cause. - Is this the witness, friar ? That with such vehemency he should pursue First, let her show her face; and, after, speak. Faults proper to himself: if he had so offended, Mari. Pardon, my lord ; I will not show my face, He would have weigh'd thy brother by himself, Until my husband bid me. And not have cut him off: Some one hath set Duke.

What, are you married ? you on;

Mari. No, my lord. Confess the truth, and say by whose advice


Are you a maid? Thou cam’st here to complain.


No, my lord. Isab.

And is this all ? Duke. A widow then ? Then, oh, you blessed ministers above,


Neither, my lord. Keep me in patience; and, with ripen'd time,


Why, you Unfold the evil which is here wrapt up

Are nothing then: - Neither maid, widow, nor wife? In countenance ! - Heaven shield your grace from Lucio. My lord, she may be a punk; for many woe,

of them are neither maid, widow, nor wife. As I, thus wrong'd, hence unbelieved go!

Duke. Silence that fellow : I would, he had some Duke. I know, you'd fain be gone: - An officer! To prison with her :- - Shall we thus permit To prattle for himself. A blasting and a scandalous breath to fall

Lucio. Well, my lord. On him so near us? This needs must be a practice. Mari. My lord, I do confess I nc'er was married · -Who knew of your intent, and coming hither ? And, I confess, besides, I am no maid :



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