But, in less, foul profanation. Lucio. Thou art in the right, girl; more o' that. Isab. That in the captain's but a choleric word, Which in the soldier is flat blasphemy. Lucio. Art advis'd o' that? more on't. Ang. Why do you put these sayings upon me? Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, She speaks, and 'tis Such sense, that my sense breeds with it. Ang. you well. Isab. Gentle my lord, turn back. Fare Ang. I will bethink me:--Come again to-morrow. Isab. Hark, how I'll bribe you: Good my lord, turn back. Ang. How! bribe me? Isab. Ay, with such gifts, that heaven shall share with you. Lucio. You had marr'd all else. Isab. Not with fond shekels of the tested gold, Or stones, whose rates are either rich or poor, As fancy values them: but with true prayers, That shall be up in heaven, and enter there, Ere sun-rise; prayers from preserved2 souls, From fasting maids, whose minds are dedicate To nothing temporal. Ang. To-morrow. Well; come to me Lucio. Go to; it is well; away. [Aside to Isab. Ang. (1) Attested, stamped. Amen: for I (2) Preserved from the corruption of the world. VOL. I. Q Am that way going to temptation, Where prayers cross. [Aside. At what hour to-morrow Shall I attend your lordship? At any time 'fore noon. Do, as the carrion does, not as the flower, enough, Shall we desire to raze the sanctuary, SCENE III-A room in a prison. Enter Duke, Duke. Hail to you, provost; so, I think you are. (1) See 2 Kings, x. 27. Prov. I am the provost: What's your will, good friar? Duke. Bound by my charity, and my bless'd order, I come to visit the afflicted spirits Here in the prison: do me the common right Prov. I would do more than that, if more were needful. Enter Juliet. Look, here comes one; a gentlewoman of mine, Who falling in the flames of her own youth, Hath blister'd her report: She is with child; And he that got it, sentenc'd: a young man More fit to do another such offence, Than die for this. Duke. When must he die? Prov. As I do think, to-morrow. I have provided for you; stay a while. [To Juliet. And you shall be conducted. Duke. Repent you, fair one, of the sin you carry? Juliet. I do: and bear the shame most patiently. Duke. I'll teach you how you shall arraign your conscience, And try your penitence, if it be sound, Or hollowly put on. Juliet. I'll gladly learn. Duke. Love you the man that wrong'd you? Juliet. Yes, as I love the woman that wrong'd him. Duke. So then, it seems, your most offenceful act Was mutually committed? Juliet. Mutually. Duke. Then was your sin of heavier kind than his. Juhet. I do confess it, and repent it, father. Duke. 'Tis meet so, daughter: But lest you do repent, As that the sin hath brought you to this shame,Which sorrow is always toward ourselves, not heaven; Showing, we'd not sparel heaven, as we love it, But as we stand in fear, Juliet. I do repent me, as it is an evil; And take the shame with joy. Duke. There rest. Your partner, as I hear, must die to-morrow, [Exit. Juliet. Must die to-morrow! O, injurious love, That respites me a life, whose very comfort 'Tis pity of him. [Exeunt. SCENE IV.A room in Angelo's house. Enter Angelo. Ang. When I would pray and think, I think and pray To several subjects: heaven hath my empty words; (1) Spare to offend heaven. (2) Profit. Why does my blood thus muster to my heart; Making both it unable for itself, And dispossessing all the other parts Of necessary fitness? So play the foolish throngs with one that swoons; Enter Isabella. How now, fair maid? I am come to know your pleasure. Ang. That you might know it, would much better please me, Than to demand what'tis. Your brother cannot live. Isab. Even so?-Heaven keep your honour ! [Retiring. Ang. Yet may he live a while; and, it may be, As long as you, or I: Yet he must die. Ang. Yea. Isab. When, I beseech you? that in his reprieve, Longer, or shorter, he may be so fitted, That his soul sicken not. Ang. Ha! Fie, these filthy vices! It were as good To pardon him, that hath from nature stolen A man already made, as to remit Their saucy sweetness, that do coin heaven's image, In stamps that are forbid: 'tis all as easy (1) People: |