To undergo such ample grace and honour, SCENE II. Enter Angelo. DUKE. Look where he comes. ANG. Always obedient to your grace's will, I come to know thy pleasure. DUKE. Angelo, There is a kind of character in thy life, As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd, But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines Herself the glory of a creditor, Both thanks and use. But I do bend my speech Hold therefore Angelo: In our remove, be thou at full our self. Live in thy tongue and heart; old Efcalus, Let there be some more test made of my metal, Before so noble and so great a figure Be stampt upon it. DUKE. Come, no more evasion: ANG. Yet give leave, my lord, That we may bring you fomething on the way. Nor need you, on mine honour, have to do As to your soul seems good. Give me your hand; ESCAL. Lead forth, and bring you back in happiness. [Exit. DUKE. I thank you, fare ye well. ESCAL. I shall desire you, Sir, to give me leave To look into the bottom of my place; A pow'r I have, but of what strength and nature ANG. 'Tis so with me. Let us withdraw together, Touching that point. ESCAL. I'll wait upon your honour. SCENE HI The street. Enter Lucio, and two gentlemen. [Exeunt. LUCIO. If the duke, with the other dukes, come not to compofition with the king of Hungary, why, then all the dukes fall upon the king. I GENT. Heav'n grant us its peace, but not the king of Hungary's! 2 GENT. Amen. Lucro. Thou conclud'st like the sanctimonious pirate, that went to sea with the ten commandments, but scrap'd one out of the table. 2 GENT. Thou shalt not steal? Lucio. Ay, that he raz'd. IGENT. Why, 'twas a commandment to command the captain and all the rest from their functions; they put forth to steal. There's not a foldier of us all, that, in the thankfgiving before meat, doth relish the petition well that prays for peace, 2 GENT. I never heard any foldier dislike it. LUCIO. I believe thee; for, I think, thou never wast where. grace was faid. 2 GENT. No? a dozen times at least. GENT. What? in meeter? LUCIO. In any proportion, or in any language. Lucio. Ay, why not? grace is grace, despite of all controversy; as for example thou thyself art a wicked villain, despite of all grace. I GENT. Well; there went but a pair of sheers between us? Lucio. Igrant; as there may between the lifts and the velvet. Thou art the lift. I 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. IGENT. 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. as come to 2 GENT. To what I pray? I GENT. Judge. 2 GENT. To three thousand dollars a year. GENT. Ay, and more. LUCIO. A French crown more. IGENT. Thou art always figuring diseases in me; But thou art full of error; I am found. Lucio. Nay, not as one would say healthy; but so sound, as things that are hollow; thy bones are hollow; impiety hath made a feaft of thee. 1 SCENE V. Enter Bawd. I GENT. How now, which of your hips has the most profound sciatica? BAWD. Well, well; there's one yonder arrested, and carry'd to prison, was worth five thousand of you all. I GENT. Who's that, I pr'ythee? BAWD. Marry, Sir, that's Claudio; signior Claudio. I GENT. Claudio to prison? 'tis not so. BAWD. Nay, but I know 'tis so. I saw him arrested; faw him carried away; and, which is more, within these three days his head is to be chopt off. LUCIO. But, after all this fooling, I would not have it so. Art thou sure of this? BAWD. I am too fure of it; and it is for getting madarm 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. I GENT. But most of all agreeing with the proclamation. Lucio. Away, let's go learn the truth of it. Manet Bawd. [Exe. BAWD. Thus, what with the war, what with the sweat, what with the gallows, and what with poverty, I am cuftom shrunk. How now, what's the news with you? SCENE V. Enter Clown. CLOWN. Yonder man is carry'd to prifon. |