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To undergo such ample grace and honour,

It is lord Angelo.

Duke.

Enter ANGELO.

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 the observer, doth thy historyd
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 ;8
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.

Ang.

Now, good my lord,

Let there be some more test made of my

Before so noble and so great a figure

Be stamp'd upon it.

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metal,

history-] I think Mr. M. Mason right in his supposition that character and history in these two lines have been misplaced-and that we should read-"There is a kind of history in thy life,

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"That, to the observer, doth thy character," &c.—

to fine issues:] To great consequences.

thanks and use.] Gratitude and interest.

my part in him advertise ;] Who is capable of instructing my part,

or authority, now placed in him.

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first in question,] That is, first appointed.

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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.
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.

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
I am not yet instructed.

[Exit.

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.

leaven'd-] Concocted, matur'd.

[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.

1 Gent. What? in metre ?k

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.1

Lucio. I grant; as there may between the lists and the velvet Thou art the list.

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1 Gent. And thou the velvet: thou art good velvet;

in metre?] In the primers there are metrial graces such as, I suppose, were used in Shakspeare's time.-JOHNSON.

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piece.

There went but a pair of sheers between us.] We are both of the same

thou art a three-pil'd piece :" I warrant thee: I had as lief be a list of an English kersey, as be pil'd, 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! I have purchased as many diseases under her roof, as

come to

2 Gent. To what, I pray?

1 Gent. Judge.

2 Gent. To three thousand dollars a-year.

1 Gent. Ay, and more.

Lucio. A French crown more.P

1 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, as things that are hollow: thy bones are hollow; impiety has made a feast of thee.

1 Gent. How now?

profound sciatica ?

Enter Bawd.

Which of your hips has the most

Bawd. Well, well; there's one yonder arrested, and carried to prison, was worth five thousand of you all. 1 Gent. Who's that, I pray thee?

Bawd. Marry, sir, that's Claudio, signior Claudio. 1 Gent. Claudio to prison! 'tis not so.

Bawd. Nay, but I know, 'tis so: I saw him arrested;

m-three pil'd piece:] Three pile is the best sort of velvet-the jest about the pile of the velvet, alludes to the loss of hair in the French disease, a very frequent topic of our author's jocularity.-JOHNSON. The jest, according to Steevens, lies in the similar sound of the words pill'd and pil'd.

-forget to drink after thee.] He will remember to drink his health first, not run the risk of infection by drinking after him. It was the old opinion that the cup was contagious.-JOHNSON.

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dollars-] A quibble intended between dollars and dolours. PA French crown more.] Another quibble between the coin and the corona veneris.

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saw him carried away; and, which is more, within these three days his head's 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 promisekeeping.

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 sweat, what with the gallows, and what with poverty, I am custom-shrunk. How now? what's the news with you?

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Enter Clown.

Clo. Yonder man is carried to prison.

Bawd. Well; what has he done?

Clo. A woman.

Bawd. But what's his offence?

Clo. Groping for trouts in a peculiar river.

Bawd. What, is there a maid with child by him?

Clo. No; but there's a woman with maid by him: You

have not heard of the proclamation, have you?

Bawd. What proclamation, man?

Clo. All houses in the suburbs of Vienna must be pluck'd down.

Bawd. And what shall become of those in the city?

Clo. They shall stand for seed: they had gone down

too, but that a wise burgher put in for them.

Bawd. But shall all our houses of resort in the suburbs be pull'd down?

Clo. To the ground, mistress.

Bawd. Why, here's a change, indeed, in the commonwealth! What shall become of me?

५ the sweat,] This must probably allude to the sweating sickness.

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