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Ay, my lord, the same: Madam, you have done me wrong,
Have I, Malvolio? no.
Why you have given me such clear lights of favor;
Oli. Alas, Malvolio, this is not my writing,
First told me, thou wast mad; then cam'st in smiling,
May rather pluck on laughter than revenge;
Oii. Alas, poor fool! how have they baffled thee! Clo. Why, some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness thrown upon them. I was one, sir, in this interlude; one sir Topas, sir; but that's all one:-. - By the Lord, fool, 1 um not mad;- But do you remember? Madam, why laugh you at such a barrren rascal? an you smile not, he's gagg'd: And thus the whirligig of time brings in his revenges.
Mal. I'll be revenged on the whole pack of you. [Exis.
Oli. He hath been most notoriously abused.
Clo. When that I was and a little tiny boy,
But when I came to man's estate,
But when I came, alas! to wive,
But when I came unto my bed,
When hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
A great while ago the world begun,
MEASURE FOR MEASURE.
VINCENTIO, Duke of Vienna.
ANGELO, Lord Deputy in the Duke's absence.
FROTH, a foolish gentleman. CLOWN, Servant to Mrs. Overdone.
ESCALUS, an ancient Lord, joined with Angelo in ABHORSON, an Executioner.
CLAUDIO, a young Gentleman.
LUCIO, a Fantastic.
Two other like Gentlemen.
VARRIUS, a Gentleman, Servant to the Duke.
ELBOW, a simple Constable.
BARNARDINE, a dissolute Prisoner.
ISABELLA, Sister to Claudio. MARIANA, betrothed to Angelo.
JULIET, beloved by Claudio.
Mistress OVERDONE, a bawd.
Lords, Gentlemen, Guards, Officers, and other Attendants.
SCENE I-An Apartment in the Duke's Palace. | As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd
Enter Duke, ESCALUS, and Lords.
Esc. My lord.
Duke. Of government the properties to unfold, Would seem in me t' affect speech and discourse, Since I am put to know, that your own science Exceeds in that the lists of all advice
My strength can give you: Then no more remains
That we remember: There is our commission,
I say, bid come before us, Angelo.-
Look, where he comes. Ang. Always obedient to your grace's will, I come to know your pleasure.
There is a kind of character in thy life,
No more evasion:
Nor need you, on mine honor, have to do
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?
Lucio. In any proportion, or in any language. 1 Gent. I think, or in any religion. all controversy: as, for example, thou thyself art a Lucio. Ay! why not? Grace is grace, despite of wicked villain, despite of all grace.
1 Gent. Well, there went but a pair of sheers
Lucio. I grant; as there may between the lists 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 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.
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? Which of your hips has the most profound sciatica?
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; saw him carried away; and, which is more, within these three days his head's to be chopped off. 1 Measure. 2A cut of the same cloth. A jest on the loss of hair by the French disease. ▲ Corona Veneris.
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 promise-keeping.
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. Bared. Thus, what with the war, what with the sweat; what with the gallows, and what with pov erty, I am custom-shrunk. How now! what's the news with you?
Clown. Yonder man is carried to prison.
Bared. But what's his offence?
Clown. Groping for trouts in a peculiar river. Bawd. What, is there a maid with child by him? Clown. No; but there's a woman with maid by him you have not heard of the proclamation, have you?
Bawd. What proclamation, man?
Clown. All houses in the suburbs of Vienna
must be pluck'd down.
Bawd. And what shall become of those in the city?
Clown. They shall stand for seed: they had gore down too, but that a wise burgher put in for them. Bawd. But, shall all our houses of resort in the suburbs be pulled down?
Clown. To the ground, mistress.
Bawd. Why, here's a change indeed in the com
lack no clients. Though you change your place, Clown. Come, fear not you; good counsellors you need not change your trade; I'll be your tapster still. Courage; there will be pity taken on you: you that have worn your eyes almost out in the service, you will be considered.
monwealth: what shall become of me?
Bawd. What's to do here? let's withdraw.
Lucio. Why, how now, Claudio? whence comes this restraint?
Claud. From too much liberty, my Lucio, liberty:
As surfeit is the father of much fast,
Lucio. If I could speak so wisely under an arrest, I would send for certain of my creditors: And yet, to say the truth, I had as lief have the foppery of freedom, as the morality of imprisonment.-What's thy offence, Claudio!
Claud. What, but to speak of would offend again.
Claud. Call it so.
Prov. Away, sir; you must go.
Claud. One word, good friend:-Lucio, a word with you. [Takes him aside. The sweating sickness.
Lucio. A hundred, if they'll do you any good. Is lechery so look'd after!
Claud. Thus stands it with me:- Upon a true
I got possession of Julietta's bed;
From whom we thought it meet to hide our love,
Claul. Unhappily, even so.
And the new deputy now for the duke,-
A horse whereon the governor doth ride,
He can command, let's it straight fee. the spur:
I stagger in: -But this new governor
Which have, like unscoured armor, hung by the
So long, that nineteen zodiacs have gone round,
Lucio. I warrant, it is: and thy head stands so tickle on thy shoulders, that a milk-maid, if she be in love, may sigh it off. Send after the duke, and appeal to him.
Claud. I have done so, but he's not to be found.
Lucio. I pray, she may: as well for the encouragement of the like, which else would stand under grievous imposition; as for the enjoying of thy life, who I would be sorry should be thus foolishly lost at a game of tick-tack. I'll to her.
Claud. I thank you, good friend Lucio.
Claud. Come, officer, away.
SCENE IV.-A Monastery.
Enter Duke and Friar THOMAS.
Duke. No; holy father; throw away that thought;
May your grace speak of it?
(A man of stricture and firm abstinence)
Duke. We have strict statutes, and most biting
(The needful bits and curbs for headstrong steeds,)
That goes not out to prey: Now, as fond fathers
To unloose this tied-up justice when you pleas'd;
I do fear, too dreadful: Sith 'twas my fault, to give the people scope, 'Twould be my tyranny to strike, and gall them For what I bid them do: For we bid this be done, When evil deeds have their permissive pass, And not the punishment. Therefore, indeed, my father,
I have on Angelo imposed the office;
Who may, in the ambush of my name, strike home,
To do it slander: And to behold his sway,
I will, as 'twere a brother of your order,
Visit both prince and people: therefore, I pr'ythee,
Is more to bread than stone: Hence shall we see,
SCENE V.-A Nunnery.
Enter ISABELLA and FRANCISCA.
Isab. And have you nuns no further privileges?
Isab. Yes, truly: I speak not as desiring more;
But in the presence of the prioress:
[Exit FRANCISCA. Isab. Peace and prosperity! Who is't that calls? Enter LUCIO.
Lucio. Hail, virgin, if you be; as those cheek-roses
A novice of this place, and the fair sister
Isab. Why her unhappy brother? let me ask;
Lucio. Gentle and fair, your brother kindly greets
Not to be weary with you, he's in prison.
Lucio. For that which if myself might be his
He should receive his punishment in thanks:
Isab. Sir, make me not your story.
It is true.
I would not-though 'tis my familiar sin
Isab. You do blaspheme the good in mocking me.
Your brother and his lover have embraced:
• Do not make a jest of me.
In few and true words.
By vain though apt affection.
She it is.
Isab. O, let him marry her!
To make him an example: all hope is gone,
Of business 'twixt you and your poor brother.
Has censur'd1 him
Isab. Alas! what poor ability's in me
Assay the power you have.
Isab. I will about it straight:
Good sir, adieu.
SCENE I-A Hall in Angelo's House.
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall:
Enter ANGELO, ESCALUS, Provost, Officers, and And some condemned for a fault alone.
Whom I would save, had a most noble father.
(Whom I believe to be most straight in virtue,)
Ang. 'Tis one thing to be temed, Escalus,
The jury, passing on the prisoners life,
Enter ELBOW, FROTH, Clown, Officers, &c.
sir! what's your name? and
Elb. If it please your honor, I am the poor duke's constable, and my name is Elbow; I do lean upon justice, sir, and do bring in here before your good honor two notorious benefactors.
Ang. Benefactors? Well; what benefactors are they are they not malefactors?
Elb. If it please your honor, I know not well
Escal. This comes off well; here's a wise officer.
Ang. What are you, sir?
Elb. He, sir! a tapster, sir; parcel bawd: one that serves a bad woman; whose house, sir, was, as
Guiltier than him they try: What's open made to they say, pluck'd down in the suburbs; and now
That justice seizes. What know the laws,
That thieves do pass on thieves? "Tis very pregnant,
Where is the provost?
See that Claudio
[Exeunt ANGELO and Provost.
she professes a hot-house, which, I think, is a very
Esca'. How know you that?
Elb. My wife, sir, whom I detest before heaven and your honor,—
Escal. How! thy wife?
Elb. Ay, sir; whom, 1 thank heaven, is an honest