a 3 Lent him our terror, drest him with our love; Escal. If any in Vienna be of worth Enter ANGELO. Look, where he comes. Angelo, touch'd, But to fine issues 5: nor nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence, But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines Herself the glory of a creditor, Both thanks and use. 6 But I do bend my speech To one that can my part in him advertise; Hold therefore, Angelo: In our remove, be thou at full ourself; Mortality and mercy in Vienna Live in thy tongue and heart: Old Escalus, Though first in question, is thy secondary: Take thy commission. 3 Endowments. 4 So much thy own property. 5 For high purposes. 6 Interest, a Ang. Now, good my lord, No more evasion: Yet, give leave, my lord, That we may bring you something on the way. Duke. My haste may not admit it; Nor need you, on mine honour, have to do With any scruple: your scope7 is as mine own; So to enforce or qualify the laws, As to your soul seems good. Give me your hand; I'll privily away: I love the people, But do not like to stage me to their eyes: Though it do well, I do not relish well Their loud applause, and aves8 vehement; Nor do I think the man of safe discretion, That does affect it. Once more fare you well. Ang. The heavens give safety to your purposes ! Escal. Lead forth, and bring you back in happiness Duke. I thank you : Fare well. you TErit Escal. I shall desire you, sir, to give me leave To have free speech with you; and it concerns me, To look into the bottom of my place: : 7 Extent of power. 8 Hailings. A power I have; but of what strength and nature gether, I'll wait upon your honour. [Excunt. SCENE II. A Street. Lucio. If the duke, with the other dukes, come not to composition with the king of Hungary, why, then all the dukes fall upon the king. 1 Gent. Heaven grant us its peace, but not the king of Hungary's! 2 Gent. Amen. Lucio. Thou concludest like the sanctimonious pirate, that went to sea with the ten commandments, but scraped one out of the table. 2 Gent. Thou shalt not steal ? Lucio. Ay, that he razed. i Gent. Why, 'twas a commandment to command the captain and all the rest from their functions; they put forth to steal : - There's not a soldier of us all, that, in the thanksgiving before meat, doth relish the petition well that prays for peace. 2 Gent. I never heard any soldier dislike it. Lucio. I believe thee; for, I think, thou never wast where grace was said. 2 Gent. No? a dozen times at least. a a Lucio. In any proportion", or in any language. 9 i Gent. I think, or in any religion. Lucio. Ay! why not? Grace is grace, despite of all controversy: As for example; Thou thyself art a wicked villain, despite of all grace. 1 Gent. Well, there went but a pair of sheers between us! Lucio. I grant; as there may between the lists and the velvet: Thou art the list. 1 Gent. And thou the velvet: thou art good velvet; thou art a three-pil'd piece, I warrant thee: Í had as lief be a list of an English kersey, as be pild, as thou art pild, for a French velvet. 2 Do I speak feelingly now? Lucio. I think thou dost; and, indeed, with most painful feeling of thy speech: I will, out of thine own confession, learn to begin thy health; but, whilst I live, forget to drink after thee. í Gent. I think, I have done myself wrong; have I not? 2 Gent. Yes, that thou hast; whether thou art tainted, or free. Lucio. Behold, bebrld, where madam Mitigation comes! I have purchased as many diseases under her roof, as come to 2 Gent. To what, I pray? 1 Gent. Thou art always figuring diseases in me: but thou art full of error; I am sound. 9 Measure. 1 A cut of the same cloth. a you all. Lucio. Nay, not as one would say, healthy; but so sound, as things that are hollow: thy bones are hollow : impiety has made a feast of thee. Enter Bawd. 1 Gent How now? Which of your hips has the most profound sciatica ? Bawd. Well, well; there's one yonder arrested, and carried to prison, was worth five thousand of 1 Gent. Who's that, I pray thee? Bawd. Marry, sir, that's Claudio, signior Claudio. i Gent. Claudio to prison ! 'tis not so. Bawd. Nay, but I know, 'tis so; I saw him arrested; saw him carried away; and which is more, within these three days his head is to be chopped off. Lucio. But, after all this fooling, I would not have it so: 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 promised to meet me two 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. 1 Gent. But most of all, agreeing with the proclamation. Lucio. Away; let's go learn the truth of it. [Exeunt Lucio and Gentlemen. Bawd. Thus, what with the war, what with the sweat4, what with the gallows, and what with poverty, I am custom-shrunk. How now? what's the news with you ? 4 The sweating sickness. |