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MEASURE FOR MEASURE.

ACT I. SCENE I.

An Apartment in the DUKE's Palace.

Enter DUKE, ESCALUS, Lords, and Attendants.

Duke. Escalus !
Escal. My lord.

Duke. Of government the properties to unfold
Would seem in me t affect speech and discourse;
Since I am apt to know, that your own science
Exceeds, in that, the lists' of all advice
My strength can give you: then, no more remains,
But add to your sufficiency your worth,
And let them work?. The nature of our people,
Our city's institutions, and the terms
For common justice, y' are as pregnant in

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LISTS] Bounds or limits : often so used : see particularly Vol. ii. p. 685.

then, no more remains, But add to your sufficiency your worth,

And let them work.] We know of no better way of overcoming the difficulty presented in the opening of this play, than adopting the text offered in the corr. fo. 1632, and that we present to our readers: the passage has usually been printed thus, from the folio, 1623 :

“then, no more remains,
But that, to your sufficiency, as your worth is able,

And let them work." This cannot have been what the poet wrote; and what the old annotator on our fo. 1632 tells us was the text in his day is not merely clear and intelligible, but harmonious and correct as regards the verse. In a preceding line “ Since I am put to know" of the folio, 1623, might have remained, but that, on the same authority, we are instructed to read “ Since I am apt to know,” which certainly fills the place, and answers the purpose better.

As art and practice hath enriched any
That we remember. There is our commission, [Giving it.
From which we would not have you warp.—Call hither,
I say, bid come before us Angelo. [Exit an Attendant.
What figure of us think you he will bear?
For, you must know, we have with special soul
Elected him our absence to supply,
Lent him our terror, drest him with our love,
And given his deputation all the organs
Of our own power. What think you of it?

Escal. If any in Vienna be of worth
To undergo such ample grace and honour,
It is lord Angelo.

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,
That, to th’ observer, doth thy history
Fully unfold. Thyself and thy belongings
Are not thine own so proper, as to waste
Thyself upon thy virtues, them on thee.
Heaven doth with us, as we with torches do,
Not light them for themselves; for if our virtues
Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike
As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd,
But to fine issues * ; 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". But I do bend my speech
To one that can my part in him advertise :
Hold, therefore, Angelo : [Tendering his commission'.

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THEM on thee.] The old copy erroneously reads, " they on thee."

to fine issues;] For high purposes, or, more strictly, results. 3 Both thanks and use.] “Use" of old signified interest of money.

6 To one that can my part in him advertise: ] i, e. To one, says Malone, who is already informed as to the duties of my office.

7 Tendering his commission.] This stage-direction from the corr. fo. 1632 may be said to settle the question, argued between Johnson, Tyrwhitt, and - Steevens, whether at these words the Duke offered the commission to Angelo : it appears,

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.

[Giving it. Ang.

Now, good my lord, Let there be some more test made of

my

metal,
Before so noble and so great a figure
Be stamp'd upon it.
Duke.

No more evasion :
We have with a leaven's 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 importune,
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.

Duke. My haste may not admit it;
Nor need you, on mine honour, have to do
With any scruple: your scope 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 aves 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
you
well.

Erit.
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 :
A power I have, but of what strength and nature

by a subsequent stage-direction, that Angelo did not take the instrument from the Duke's hand until afterwards : he perhaps, at first, showed modest hesitation.

I am not yet instructed.

Ang. 'Tis so with me. Let us withdraw together,
And we may soon our satisfaction have
Touching that point.
Escal.

I'll wait upon your honour. [Exeunt.

SCENE II.

A Street.

Enter Lucio and two Gentlemen.

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.

1 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.

8 ] Gent. Why, 'twas a commandment, &c.]. “Whyis here not an interrogation, but merely an expletive, and we agree with the Rev. Mr. Dyce, who adduces many examples to prove that if “why” be not an interrogation, it ought not to be followed by the corresponding mark: we do not suppose that such a matter will be doubted. In our former edition, however, we threw out a hint, that if

were treated as an interrogation, what succeeds probably belonged to Lucio, and not to the 1 Gent. Of this hint (which was founded on a mistake) Mr. Singer avails himself, and gives all that follows “Why?" to Lucio, - but without any notice that such a course had ever before been proposed. Here, by abandoning his usual authority, Mr. Dyce, and taking our hint for granted, Mr. Singer has committed the very error he was warned to avoid.

why

1 Gent. What, in metre?
Lucio. In any proportion, or in any language.
1 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 list 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. I had as lief be a list of an English kersey, as be pild, as thou art pil'd, for a French velvet'. 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.

1 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! behold, where madam Mitigation comes ? !

1 Gent. I have purchased as many diseases under her roof, as come to

2 Gent. To what, I pray?
Lucio. Judge.
2 Gent. To three thousand dollars a-year'.
1 Gent. Ay, and more.
Lucio. A French crown more.

2 Gent. Thou art always figuring diseases in me; but thou art full of error: I am sound.

Lucio. Nay, not as one would say, healthy; but so sound

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9 Well, there went but a pair of sheers between us.] A proverbial expression to show that they were both cut off the same piece : it is of common occurrence in our old dramatists. “ List" is lists in the folios in the next line.

as be Pil’D, as thou art PIL’D, for a French velvet.] The point of this retort depends upon the similarity of sound between “pild,” in reference to the pile of velvet, and pill’d, or peeld, in reference to a person losing his hair.

2 Behold! behold, where madam Mitigation comes !) The old copies give the whole of this speech to Lucio, but the latter part of it probably belongs to I Gent. Pope, and Malone following him, took it altogether from Lucio, but there is no reason for depriving him of the observation respecting the approach of the Bawd, who enters just afterwards, though the folios mark it here. 3 To three thousand DOLLARS a-year.] A quibble upon

“ dollar" and dolour., We have had it already in "The Tempest,” A. ii. sc. 1, this Vol. p. 35. See also “King Lear," A. ii. sc. 4, Vol. v. p. 661.

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