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Or that the resolute acting of your blood
Could have attain'd the effect of your own pur-

pose,

Whether you had not sometime in your life

Err'd in this point which now you censure him, And pull'd the law upon you.

Ang. 'Tis one thing so be tempted, Escalus, Another thing to fall. I not deny,

The jury, passing on the prisoner's life,

May, in the sworn twelve, have a thief or two Guiltier than him they try: What's open made to

That justice seizes.

justice,

What know the laws,

That thieves do pass on thieves? 'Tis very preg

nant,

The jewel that we find, we stoop and take it,
Because we see it; but what we do not see,
We tread upon, and never think of it.
You may not so extenuate his offence,

For I have had such faults; but rather tell me,
When I, that censure him, do so offend,

Let mine own judgement pattern out my death,' And nothing come in partial. Sir, he must die. Escal. Be it as your wisdom will.

Ang. Where is the provost?

Prov. Here, if it like your Honour.
Ang. See that Claudio

Be executed by nine to-morrow morning:

Bring him his confessor, let him be prepar'd ;
For that's the utmost of his pilgrimage.

[Exit Provost. Escal. Well, heaven forgive him! and forgive

us all:

Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall:
Some run from brakes of vice, and answer none;
And some condemned for a fault alone.

6

Enter ELBOW, FROTH, Clown, Officers, etc.

Elb. Come, bring them away if these be good people in a commonweal, that do nothing but use their abuses in common houses, I know no law: bring them away.

Ang. How now, Sir! What's your name? and what's the matter?

Elb. If it please your Honour, 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 Honour two notorious benefactors...

Ang. Benefactors? Well; what benefactors are they? are they not malefactors?

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Elb. If it please your Honour, I know not well what they are: but precise villains they are, that I am sure of; and void of all profanation in the world, that good christians, ought to have.

Escal. This comes off well; here's a wise officer, Ang. Go to: What quality are they of? Elbow is your name? Why dost thou not speak, Elbow?

Clo. He cannot, Sir; he's out at elbow.

Ang. What are you, Sir?

Elb. He Sir? a tapster, Sir; parcel-bawd; one that serves a bad woman; whose house, Sir, was, as they say, pluck'd down in the suburbs; and now she professes a hot - house, which, I think, is a very ill house too.

Escal. How know you that?

Elb. My wife, Sir, whom I detest before heaven and your Honour,

Escal. How! thy wife?

Elb. Ay, Sir; whom, I thank heaven, is an ho

nest woman;

Escal. Dost thou detest her therefore?

Elb. I say, Sir, I will detest myself also as well as she, that this house, if it be not a bawd's house, it is pity of her life, for it is naughty house.

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Escal. How dost thou know that, constable? Elb. Marry, Sir, by my wife; who, if she had been a woman cardinally given, might have been accused in formication, adultery, and all uncleali ness there..

Escal. By the woman's means?

Elb. Ay, Sir, by mistress Overdone's means: but as she spit in his face, so she defy'd him. Clo. Sir, if it please your Honour, this is

not so.

Elb. Prove it before these varlets here, thou honourable man, prove it.

Escal. Do you hear how he misplaces ?

[To ANGELO. Clo. Sir, she came in great with child; and longing (saving your Honour's reverence,) for stew'd prunes; Sir, we had but two in the house, which at that very distant time stood, as it were, in a fruit dish, a dish of some three-pence; your Honours have seen such dishes; they are not China dishes, but very good dishes.

Escal. Go to, go to; no matter for the dish, Sir, Clo. No, indeed, Sir, not of a pin; you are therein in the right: but, to the point: As I say, this mistress Elbow, being, as I say, with child, and being great belly'd, and longing, as I said, for prunes; and having but two in the dish, as I said, master Froth here, this very man, having eaten the rest, as I said, and, as I say, paying for them very honestly; for, as you know, master Froth, I could not give you three

pence again.

Froth. No, indeed,

Clo. Very well you being then, if you be remember'd, cracking the stones of the foresaid prunes.

Froth. Ay, so I did, indeed.

Clo. Why, very well: I telling you then, if you be remember'd, that such a one, and such a one, were past cure of the thing you wot of, unless they kept very good diet, aş told you;

Froth. All this is true.

Clo. Why, very well then.

Escal. Come, you are a tedious fool: to the purpose. What was done to Elbow's wife, that he hath cause to complain of? Come me to what was done to her.

Clo. Sir, your Honour cannot come to that yet.
Escal. No, Sir, nor I mean it not.

1 Clo. Sir, but you shall come to it, by your
Honour's leave: And, I beseech you, look into
master Froth here, Sir; a man of fourscore pound
a year; whose father died at Hallowmas.
not at Hallowmas, master Froth?

Froth. All- hollond eve.

Was't

Clo. Why, very well; I hope here be truths: He, Sir, sitting, as I say, in a lower chair, Sir; 'twas in the Bunch of Grapes, where, indeed, you have a delight to sit; Have you not;

Froth. I have so; because it is an open room, and good for winter.

Clo. Why, very well then ; truths.

I hope here be

Ang. This will last out a night in Russia, When nights are longest there: I'll take my

leave,

And leave you to the hearing of the cause; Hoping, you'll find good cause to whip them áll.

Escal. I think no less: Good morrów to your Lordship. [Exit ANGELO.] Now, Sir, come on: What was done to Elbow's wife, once more?

Clo. Once, Sir? there was nothing done to her

once.

Elb. I beseech you, Sir, ask him what this man' did to my wife.

Clo. I beseech your Honour, ask me.

Escal. Well, Sir; What did this gentleman to her?

Clo. I beseech you, Sir, look in this gentleman's face: Good master Froth, look upon his honour; 'tis for a good purpose: Doth your Honour mark his face?

Escal. Ay, Sir, very well.

Clo. Nay, I beseech you, mark it well..
Escal. Well, I do so.

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Clo. Doth your Honour see any harm in his face? Escal. Why, no.

Cio. I'll be supposed upon a book, his face is the worst thing about him: Good then; if his face be the worst thing about him, how could master Froth do the constable's wife any harm? I would know that your Honour.

Escal. He's in the right: Constable what say you to it?'

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Elb. First, an it like you, the house is a respect. ed house; next, this is a respected fellow; and his mistress is a respected woman.

Clo. By this hand, Sir, his wife is a more respected person than any of us all.

Elb. Varlet, thou liest; thou liest, wicked var let the time is yet to come, that she was ever respected with man, woman, or child.

Clo. Sir, she was respected with him before he married with her.

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