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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.
Whose western side is with a vineyard back'd;
Isab. I have ta'en a due and wary note
With whispering and most guilty diligence,
Duke. Are there no other tokens
Duke. 'Tis well borne up.
I have not yet made known to Mariana
I pray yon, be acquainted with this maid;
Isab. I do desire the like.
Duke. Do you persuade yourself that I respect you?
Mari. Good friar, I know you do; and have found it.
Duke. Take then this your companion by the
Who bath a story ready for your ear:
Mari. Will't please you walk aside?
Are struck upon thee! volumes of report
Upon thy doings! thousand 'scapes ¶ of wit
He is your husband on a pre-contract:
• Walled round. + Planked, wooden. & Waits.
↑ Informed. Inquisitions, inquiries. .. Since.
+ Gild, or varnish over.
SCENE II.—A Room in the Prison.
Prov. Come hither, sirrah: Can you ent a man's head?
Prov. Are you agreed?
Clo. Sir, I will serve him; for I do find your hangman is a more penitent trade than your bawd; he doth oftener ask forgiveness.
Re-enter MARIANA and ISABELLA.
Prov. You, sirrah, provide your block at your axe, to-morrow four o'clock.
Isab. She'll take the enterprise upon her, fa ther, If you advise it.
Abkor. Come on, bawd; I will instruct ther in my trade; follow.
Duke. It is not my consent, But my entreaty too.
Clo. I do desire to learn, Sir; and, I hope, f you have occasion to use me for your own turn, you shall find me yare: for, truly Sar, for your kindness, I owe you a good tørn.
Isab. Little have you to say,
When you depart from him, but, soft and low,
Prov. Call bither Barnardine and Credio :
Mari. Fear me not.
Duke. Nor, gentle daughter, fear you not at Being a murderer, though he were my brother. all:
Look, here's the warrant, Claudio, for the death:
Clo. If the man be a bachelor, Sir, I em: but if he be a married man, he is his wi head, and I can never cut off a woman's beat.
Prov. Come, Sir, leave me your snatches, and yield me a direct answer. To-morrow mong are to die Claudio and Barnardine: Hete s n our prison a common executioner, who is is office lacks a helper: if you will take it on m to assist him, it shall redeem you from you gyves; if not, you shall have your fal use of imprisonment, and your deliverance with an pitied whipping; for you have been a notariom bawd.
Clo. Sir, I have been an unlawful band, 6 out of mind: but yet I will be content to be lawful bangman. I would be glad to recesse some instruction from my fellow-partner. "Prov. What ho, Abborson! Where's Abbarson, there ?
Abhor. Do you call, Sir?
Prov. Sirrah, here's a fellow will help yo to-morrow in your execution: If you think t meet, compound with him by the year, and et him abide here with you; if not, use bun for the present, and dismiss him: He cannot pirat his estimation with you; he hath been a bund. Abhor. A bawd, Sir? Fie upon him, he #tl discredit our mystery. +
Prov. Go to, Sir; you weigh eqszy: 1 feather will turn the scale. 2-2.
Clo. Pray, Sir, by your good favour, far, surely, Sir, a good favour; you have, bet its you have a hanging look,) do you call, Sir, yout occupation a mystery?
Abhor. Ay, Sir; a mystery.
Clo. Painting, Sir, I have beard say, is i mystery; and your whores, Sir, being members of my occupation, using painting, do prose my occupation a mystery: but what mystery there should be in hanging, if I should be hang'd, I cannot imagine.
Abhor. Sir, it is a mystery.
Abhor. Every true ý man's apparel fits your thief: If it be too lite for your thief, your m man thinks it big enough; if it be too big int your thief, your thief thinks it little enough: every true man's apparel fits your thief.
When it lies starkly in the traveller's bones:
Prov. Who can do good on him?
But bark, what [Knocking within.
By and by:
I hope it is some pardon, or reprieve,
Duke. The best and wholesomest spirits of the night
Envelope you, good Provost! Who call'd here of late?
Prov. None, since the curfew rung. Duke. Not Isabel?
Duke. They will then, ere't be long. Prov. What comfort is for Claudio
Duke. There's some in hope.
Prov. It is a bitter deputy.
Duke. Not so, not so; his life is parallel'd Even with the stroke and line of his great
Barnardine: for my better satisfaction, let
Duke. What is that Barnardine, who is to be executed in the afternoon?
He doth with holy abstinence subdue That in himself, which he spurs on his power To qualify in others were he meal'd With that which he corrects, then were he ty [come.rannous; But this being so, he's just.-Now are they [Knocking within.-PROVOST goes out. This is a gentle provost : Seldom, when The steeled gaoler is the friend of men.— How now? What noise? That spirit's possess'd with haste, That wounds the unsisting postern with these strokes.
Prov. A Bohemian born; but here nursed np and bred one that is a prisoner nine years old.
Duke. How cane it, that the absent duke had not either deliver'd him to his liberty, or executed him? I bave heard, it was ever his manner to do so.
Prov. His friends still wrought reprieves for him And, indeed, his fact, till now in the government of lord Angelo, came not to an undoubtful proof.
Duke. Is it now apparent ?
Prov. Most manifest, and not denied by him. self.
Duke. Hath be borne himself penitently in prison? How seems he to be touch'd?
Prov. A man that apprehends death no more dreadfully, but as a drunken sleep; careless, reckless, and fearless of what's past, present, or to come; insensible of mortality, and desperately
Enter a MESSENGER.
Duke. This is his lordship's man. Prov. And here comes Claudio's pardon. Mess. My lord hath sent you this note; and by me this further charge, that you swerve not from the smallest article of it, neither in time, matter, or other circumstance. Good morrow; for, as I take it, it is almost day.
Prov. I shall obey him. [Exit MESSENGER.
Duke. He wants advice.
Prov. He will hear none: he hath evermore had the liberty of the prison; give him leave to escape hence, he would not: drunk many times a day, if not many days entirely drunk. We have very often awaked him, as if to carry him to execution, and show'd him a seeming warrant for it: it hath not moved him at all.
+ Moderate. Perhaps. Spur, incitement.
Duke. More of him anon. There is written in your brow, Provost, honesty and constancy: if I read it not truly, my ancient skill beguiles me; but in the boldness of my cunning, I will lay myself in hazard. Claudio, whom here you have a warrant to execute, is no greater forfeit to the law than Angelo who hath sentenced him: To make you understand this in a manifested effect, I crave but four days respite; for the which you are to do me both a present and a dangerous courtesy.
Prov. Pray, Sir, in what?
Duke. In the delaying death.
Prov. Alack! how may I do it? having the hour limited; and an express command, under penalty, to deliver his head in view of Angelo ? I may make my case as Claudio's, to cross this in the smallest.
Duke. Pray you, let's hear.
Prov. [Reads.] Whatsoever you may hear to the contrary, let Claudio be executed by four of the clock; and, in the afternoon,
For which the pardoner himself is in:
Prov. I told you: Lord Angelo, be-like,
Duke. By the row of mine order, I warrant you, if my instructions may be your guide. Let this Barnardine be this morning executed, aud his head borne to Angelo.
Prov. Angelo hath seen them both, and will discover the favour. +
Duke. O, death's a great disguiser and you may add to it. Shave the head, and tie the beard; and say, it was the desire of the penitent to be so bared before his death: You know, If any thing fall to you the course is common. upon this, more than thanks and good fortune, by the saint whom I profess, I will plead against it with my life.
Prov. Pardon me, good father; it is against my oath.
Duke. Were you sworn to the duke, or to the
Prov. To him, and to his substitutes. Duke. You will think you have made no of fence, if the duke avouch the justice of your dealing?
Prov. But what likelihood is in that? Duke. Not a resemblance, but a certainty. Yet since I see you fearful, that neither my coat, integrity, nor my persuasion, can with ease attempt you, I will go further than I Look meant, to pluck all fears out of you.
Nine years in prison.
you, Sir, here s the hand and seal of the duke. You know the character, I doubt not; and the signet is not strange to you.
Prov. I know them both.
Duke. The contents of this is the return of the duke; you shall anon over-read it at your pleasure; where you shall find, within these two days he will be here. This is a thing, that Angelo knows not: for he this very day receives letters of strange tenor; perchance, of the duke's death; perchance, entering into some monastery: but, by chance, nothing of what is writ. Look, the unfolding star calls up the shepherd; Put not yourself into amazement, how these things should be: all difficulties are but easy when they are known. Call your executioner, and off with Barnardine's head: I will give him a present shrift, and advise him for a better place. Yet you are amazed; but this shall absolutely resolve you. Come away; it is almost clear dawn. [Exeunt. SCENE III.-Another Room in the same. Enter CLOWN.
Clo. I am as well acquainted here, as I was in our house of profession: one would think, it were mistress Over-done's own house, for here be many of her old customers. First, here's young master Rash; he's in for a commodity of brown paper and old ginger, ninescore and seventeen pounds; of which he made five marks ready money: marry, then, ginger was not much in request, for the old women were all dead. Then is there here one master Caper, at the suit of master Three-pile the mercer, for some four suits of peach-colour'd satia, which now peaches him a beggar. Then have we bere young Dizy, and young master Deep-vow, and master Copper-spur, and master Starvelackey the rapier and dagger-man, and young Drop-heir that kill'd lusty Pudding, and master Forthright the tilter, and brave master Shoe-tie the great traveller, and wild Half can that stabb'd Pots, and, I think, forty more; all great doers in our trade, and are now for the Lord's sake.
Abhor. What, ho, Barnardine!
Clo. Your friends, Sir; the hangman: You must be so good, Sir, to rise and be put to death.
Barnar. [Within.] Away, you rogue, away; I am sleepy.
Abhor. Tell him, he must awake, and that quickly too.
Clo. Pray, master Barnardine, awake till you are executed, and sleep afterwards.
Abhor. Go in to him, and fetch him out. Clo. He is coming, Sir, he is coming; I hear his straw rustle.
Abhor. Is the axe upon the block, sirrah ?
Barnar. How now, Abhorson? what's the news with you?
Abhor. Truly, Sir, I would desire you to clap into your prayers; for, look you, the warrant's
Barnar. You rogue, I have been drinking all night, I am not fitted for't.
Clo. Oh! the better, Sir; for he that drinks all night, and is hang'd betimes in the morning, may sleep the sounder all the next day.
Duke. Sir, induced by my charity, and bearing how hastily you are to depart, I am come t advise you, comfort you, and pray with you.
Barnar. Friar, not I; I have been dr king hard all night, and I will have more trae t prepare me, or they shal! beat out my brass with billets: I will not consent to die this day, that's certain.
Duke. O Sir, you must: and therefore, I beseech you,
Look forward on the journey you shall go. Barnar. I swear I will not die to-day for any man's persuasion.
Duke. But hear you,-
Barnar. Not a word; if you have any ther to say to me, come to my ward; for thence wi not I to-day. (East.
Abhor. Look yon, Sir, here comes your ghostly father; Do we jest now, think you?
Duke. Unfit to live or die: O gravel heat (→
Abhor. Sirrah, bring Barnardine hither.
Clo. Master Barnardine! you must rise and The sun hath made his journal greeting to
Prov. I am your free dependant.
Duke. A creature unprepar'd, unmeet ke death:
And, to transport him in the mind be is,
Prov. Here in the prison, father,
Duke. Oh! 'tis an accident that heaven pro-
Despatch it presently; the hour draws on
But Barnardine must die this afternoon:
To save him from the danger that might come,
Duke. Let this be done;-Put them in seITHĖ Both Barnardine and Claudio; Ere twice
Prov. Here is the head; I'll carry it myself. Duke. Convenient is it: Make a swift retura; For I would commune with you of such things, That want no ear but yours.
Prov. I'll make all speed.
[Erd. Isab. [Within.] Peace, bo, be here! Duke. The tongue of Isabel :-She's come to know,
If yet her brother's pardon be come hither:
• The antipodea.
Duke. Good morning to you, fair and gra-
Isab. The better given me by so holy a man.
His head is off, and sent to Angelo.
Isab. Nay, but it is not so.
daughter, in your close
Isab. Oh! I will to him, and pluck out his
In that good path that I would wish it go;
Isab. I am directed by you.
Duke. You shall not be admitted to his sight.
Duke. This nor hurts him, nor profits you a
Escul. He shows his reason for that: to have
The duke coines home to-morrow ;-nay, dry a despatch of complaints; and to deliver us from
Gives me this instance: Already he hath carried
Duke. This letter then to friar Peter give;
Lucio. By my troth, I'll go with thee to the lane's end: If bawdy talk offend you, we'll have very little of it: Nay, friar, I am a kind of burr, [Exeunt. I shall stick. SCENE IV.-A Room in ANGELO's House. Enter ANGELO and ESCALUS.
And shall be absent. Wend you with this
Command these fretting waters from your eyes
Escal. Every letter he hath writ bath disvouch'd⚫ other.
Ang. In most uneven and distracted manner. His actions show much like to madness: pray heaven, bis wisdom be not tainted! And why meet him at the gates, and re-deliver our authorities there?
Lucio. Good even!
Friar, where is the provost ?
Duke. Not within, Sir.
Lucio. O pretty Isabella, I am pale at mine
Lucio. Friar, thou knowest not the duke so
Escal. I guess not.
Ang. And why should we proclaim it in an hour before bis entering, that if any crave redress of injustice, they should exbibit their petitions in the street?
Your heart's desire.
Ang. Well, I beseech you, let it be proclaim'd :
Escal. I shall, Sir, fare you well.
This deed unshapes me quite, makes me unpreg
Duke. Well, you'll answer this one day. Fare ye well.
And dull to all proceedings. A deflower'd maid!
The law against it!-But that her tender shame
For my authority bears a credent§ bulk,
But it confounds the breather. He should have
Save that his riotous youth, with dangerous
Lucio. Nay, tarry; I'll go along with thee; I can tell thee pretty tales of the duke.
Duke. You have told me too many of him already, Sir, if they be true; if not true, none were enough.
Might, in the times to come, have ta'en revenge
With ransom of such shame. 'Would yet he had
Alack, when once our grace we have forgot,
Lucio. I was once before him for getting a wench with child.
Duke. Did you such a thing?
Lucio. Yes, marry, did I but was fain to forswear it: they would else have married me to the rotten medlar.
Duke. Sir, your company is fairer than honest;
Ang. and Escal. Happy return be to
We have made inquiry of you; and we hear
Ang. You make my bonds still greater.
whom? Be brief:
Ang. And she will speak most bitterly, and
Isab. Most strange, but yet most truly, wil
That Angelo's forsworn; is it not strange?
+ Most noble.
Duke. Many that are not mad,
Have, sure, more lack of reason.-What woul
Isab. I am the sister of one Claudio.
Duke. Oh! your desert speaks loud; and I To lose his head condemn'd by Angelo:
Was sent to by my brother: One Lucio
Lucio. That's I, an't like your grace:
To lock it in the wards of covert bosom,
I come to her from Claudio, and desir'd her
Isab. That's he, indeed.
Duke. You were not bid to speak.
Lucio. No, my good lord;
PETER and ISABELLA come forward. F. Peter. Now is your time; speak loud, and kneel before him.
Isab. Justice, O royal duke! Vail
Here is lord Angelo shall give you justice;
Isab. O worthy duke,
You bid me seek redemption of the devil :
Ang. My lord, her wits, I fear me, are not
Duke. Nay, ten times strange.
Duke. Away with her :-Poor soul.
There is another comfort than this world,
That which but seems unlike: 'tis not impossi-
But one, the wicked'st caitiff on the ground.
Duke. By mine honesty,
If she be mad, (as I believe no other,)
Isab. O gracious duke,
Harp not on that; nor do not banish reason
Nor wish'd to hold my peace.
Duke. I wish you now then;
Pray you, take note of it: and when you have
Lucio. I warrant your honour.
Duke. The warrant's for yourself; take heed to it.
Isab. This gentleman told somewhat of my tale.