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Am that way going to temptation,
At what hour to-morrow
Shall I attend your lordship?
Shall we desire to raze the sanctuary,
To sin in loving virtue: never could the strumpet,
(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
I come to visit the afflicted spirits
Prov. I would do more than that, if more were
Look, here comes one; a gentlewoman of mine,
When must he die?
Prov. As I do think, to-morrow.
I have provided for you; stay a while. [To Juliet.
Duke. Repent you, fair one, of the sin you carry !
And try your penitence, if it be sound,
I'll gladly learn.
Duke. Love you the man that wrong'd you?
Duke. So then, it seems, your most offenceful act Was mutually committed?"
Duke. Then was your sin of heavier kind than his.
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,
Juliet. I do repent me, as it is an evil; And take the shame with joy.
There rest. Your partner, as I hear, must die to-morrow, And I am going with instruction to him.→→→ Grace go with you! Benedicite!
[Exit. Juliet. Must die to-morrow! O, injurious love, That respites me a life, whose very comfort Is still a dying horror!
'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. Outside.
How now, who's there?
Desires access to you.
One Isabel, a sister,
Teach her the way. [Ex. Serv.
Why does my blood thus muster to my heart;
And dispossessing all the other parts
So play the foolish throngs with one that swoons;
How now, fair maid?
I am come to know your pleasure.
Than to demand what'tis. Your brother cannot live.
Ang. Yet may he live a while; and, it may be,
Isab. When, I beseech you? that in his reprieve,
Ang. Ha! Fie, these filthy vices! It were as good
Their saucy sweetness, that do coin heaven's image,
Falsely to take away a life true made,
Isab. 'Tis set down so in heaven, but not in earth. Ang. Say you so? then I shall poze you quickly. Which had you rather, That the most just law Now took your brother's life; or, to redeem him, Give up your body to such sweet uncleanness, As she that he hath stain'd?
Isab. Sir, believe this, I had rather give my body than my soul. Ang. I talk not of your soul: Our compell'd sins Stand more for number than accompt.
How say you? Ang. Nay, I'll not warrant that; for I can speak Against the thing I say. Answer to this ;I, now the voice of the recorded law, Pronounce a sentence on your brother's life : Might there not be a charity in sin, To save this brother's life?
Please you to do't,
Ang. Pleas'd you to do't, at peril of your soul, Were equal poize of sin and charity.
Isab. That I do beg his life, if it be sin, Heaven, let me bear it! you granting of my suit, If that be sin, I'll make it my morn prayer To have it added to the faults of mine, And nothing of your, answer.
Ang. Nay, but hear me: Your sense pursues not mine: either you are ignorant, Or seem so, craftily; and that's not good.
Isab. Let me be ignorant, and in nothing good, But graciously to know I am no better.
Ang. Thus wisdom wishes to appear most bright, When it doth tax itself: as these black masks Proclaim an enshield' beauty ten times louder
(1) Enshielded, covered.