PERSONS REPRESENTED. Vincentio, duke of Vienna. Angelo, lord deputy in the duke's absence. Escalus, an ancient lord, joined with Angelo in the deputation. Claudio, a young gentleman. Lucio, a fantastic. Two other like gentlemen. Varrius, a gentleman, servant to the duke. Elbow, a simple constable. Froth, a foolish gentleman. Barnardine, a dissolute prisoner. Isabella, sister to Claudio. Juliet, beloved by Claudio. Francisca, a nun. Mistress Over-done, a bawd. Lords, gentlemen, guards, officers, and other ut tendants. Scene, Vienna. MEASURE FOR MEASURE. ACT I. SCENE I. An apartment in the Duke's palace. Enter Duke, Escalus, Lords, and attendants. ESCALUS, Escal. My lord. Duke. Duke. Of government the properties to unfold, Would seem in me to affect speech and discourse; Since I am put to know that your own science, Exceeds, in that, the lists* of all advice My strength can give you then no more remains hither, I say, bid come before us Angelo. [Exit an attendant. * Bounds. + Full of. What figure of us think you he will bear? Lent him our terror, drest him with our love; Enter Angelo. Duke. Look, where he comes. Ang. Always obedient to your grace's will, I come to know your pleasure. Duke. Angelo, There is a kind of character in thy life, As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd, Herself the glory of a creditor, Both thanks and uses. But I do bend my speech To one that can my part in him advértise; Hold therefore, Angelo; In our remove, be thou at full ourself; Mortality and mercy in Vienna Live in thy tongue and heart: Old Escalus, Take thy commission. Endowments. For high purposes. + So much thy own property. Interest. Ang. Now, good my lord, Let there be some more test made of my metal, Be stamp'd upon it. Duke. No more evasion: We have with a leaven'd and prepared choice Proceeded to you; therefore take your honours. Our haste from hence is of so quick condition, That it prefers itself, and leaves unquestion'd Matters of needful value. We shall write to you, As time and our concernings shall impórtune, How it goes with us; and do look to know What doth befall you here. So, fare you well: To the hopeful execution do I leave you Of your commissions. Ang. Yet, give leave, my lord, That we may bring you something on the way. As to your soul seems good. Give me your hand; A power I have; but of what strength and nature And. 'Tis so with me:-Let us withdraw toge ther, * Extent of power. † Hailings. |