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Lucio. I'll be hang'd first : thou art deceived in me, friar. But no more of this: Canst thou tell, if Claudio die to-morrow, or no?
Duke. Why should he die, sir ?
Lucio. Why? for filling a bottle with a tun-dish. I would, the duke, we talk of, were return’d again : this ungenitur'd agent will unpeople the province with continency; sparrows must not build in his house-eaves, because they are lecherous. The duke yet would have dark deeds darkly answer'd; he would never bring them to light: would he were return'd! Marry, this Claudio is condemn'd for untrussing. Farewell
, good friar; I pr’ythee, pray The duke, I say to thee again, would eat mutton 3 on Fridays. He's now past it; yet, and I say to thee, he would mouth with a beggar, though she smelt brown bread and garlick : say, that I said so. Farewell.
Enter EscALUS, Provost, Bawd, and Officers.
Bawd. Good my lord, be good to me; your honour is accounted a merciful man: good my lord.
Escal. Double and treble admonition, and still forfeit 4 in the same kind ? This would make mercy swear, and play the tyrant.
Prov. A bawd of eleven years' continuance, may it please your honour.
Bawd. My lord, this is one Lucio's information
3 Have a wench.
against me: mistress Kate Keep-down was with child by him in the duke's time, he promised her marriage; his child is a year and a quarter old, come Philip and Jacob: I have kept it myself; and see how he goes about to abuse me.
Escal. That fellow is a fellow of much licence: - let him be called before us.-Away with her to prison: Go to, no more words. [Éreunt Bawd and Officers.) Provost, my brother Angelo will not be alter'd, Claudio must die to-morrow : let him be furnished with divines, and have all charitable preparation: if my brother wrought by my pity, it should not be so with him.
Prov. So please you, this friar hath been with him, and advised him for the entertainment of death,
Escal. Good even, good father.
Duke. Not of this country, though by chance is
Escal. What news abroad i' the world ?
Duke. None, but that there is so great a fever on goodness, that the dissolution of it must cure it: novelty is only in request; and it is as dangerous to be aged in any kin of course, as it is virtuous to be constant in any undertaking. There is scarce truth enough alive, to make societies secure; but security enough, to make fellowships accurs’d: much upon this riddle runs the wisdom of the world. This news is old enough, yet it is every day's news. I
pray you, sir, of what disposition was the duke?
Escal. One, that, above all other strifes, contended especially to know himself.
Duke. What pleasure was he given to?
Escal. Rather rejoicing to see another merry, than merry at any thing which profess'd to make him rejoice: a gentleman of all temperance. But leave we him to his events, with a prayer they may prove prosperous: and let me desire to know how you find Claudio
prepared. I am made to understand, that you have lent him visitation.
Duke. He professes to have received no sinister measure from his judge, but most willingly humbles himself to the determination of justice: yet had he framed to himself, by the instruction of his frailty, many deceiving promises of life; which I, by my good leisure, have discredited to him, and now is he resolved 5 to die.
Escal. You have paid the heavens your function, and the prisoner the very debt of your calling. I have labour'd for the poor gentleman, to the extremest shore of my modesty; but my brother justice have I found so severe, that he hath forced me to tell him, he is indeed - justice.
Duke. If his own life answer the straitness of his proceeding, it shall become him well; wherein, if he chance to fail, he hath sentenced himself.
Escal. I am going to visit the prisoner: Fare
Duke. Peace be with you !
[Exeunt EscaLUS and Provost. He, who the sword of heaven will bear Should be as holy as severe; Pattern in himself to know, Grace to stand, and virtue go;
More nor less to others paying,
That so sweetly were forsworn;
Lights that do mislead the morn:
seald in vain. o Appearance.
Mari. Break off thy song, and haste thee quick
away : Here comes a man of comfort, whose advice Hath often stilld my brawling discontent. –
[Exit Boy. Enter Duke. I cry you mercy, sir; and well could wish You had not found me here so musical: Let me excuse me, and believe me so, My mirth it much displeas’d, but pleas'd my woe. Duke. 'Tis good: though musick oft hath such
a charm, To make bad good, and good provoke to harm. I pray you, tell me, hath any body inquired for me here to-day ? much upon this time have I promis'd here to meet.
Mari. You have not been inquired after: I have sat here all day.
Enter ISA'BELLA. Duke. I do constantly believe you:- The time is come, even now. I shall crave your forbearance a little; may be, I will call upon you anon, for some advantage to yourself. Mari. I am always bound to you.
(Erit. Duke. Very well met, and welcome. What is the news from this good deputy ?
Isab. He hath a garden circummur'd 8 with brick, Whose western side is with a vineyard back’d; And to that vineyard is a planched gate, That makes his opening with this bigger key: This other doth command a little door, Which from the vineyard to the garden leads ; & Wallcd round.
9 Planked, wooden.