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hmours have seen such dishes; they are not China honour ; 'tis for a good purpose : Doth your hom deny but very god dihes.

nour mark his face? 21. Go on, Inco; no matter for the dish, fir. Ffcul. Ay, sir, very well.

C. Sininei, sir, not of a pin ; you are Clorun. Nay, I beíecch you mark it well. therein in the right: but to the point : As I fay, Ffial. Well, I do so. t's mittets Elbow, being, as I say, with child, Clown. Doth your honour fee any hurm in his rdbeing Tra bellis, and longing, as I said, for face? p.c; and having but two in the dish, as I said, Feal. Why, no. sur Froth here, this very min, having eaten Ciown. I'll be fuprosd upon a book, his face is the reit, I said, and, as I faz, paying for them the worst thing about him: Good theri; if huis very haeity ;-for, as you knov, mater Froth, face be the worst thing .b jut him, bow wald Ioad not giče you three pence again.

matter Froth do the const..ble's wife any baim? I Frito. No, indeed.

would know that of your honour. C:n. Very well : you being then, if you b: Efal. He's in the right : conftable, what lay remember'd, cracking the stones of the foresaid you to it?

Elb. First, an it like you, the house is a respect. Frok Av, so I did, indeed.

ed house; next, this is a respected fellow; and his C. Why, very well : I telling you then, if mistress is a respected womán. - he remember'd, that such a one, and such a Clown. By this hand, sir, his wife is a more reere, were pat cure of the thing you wot of, unless ípected person than any of us all. te kere very cozi dier, as I told you.

Elb. Varlet, thou lielt; thou lief, wicked var55. All this is true.

let : the time is yet to come, that she was ever C.-. Wły, very well then.

respected with man, woman, or child. F ... Come, you are a tedious fool : to the C!wn. Sir, he was respected with him before pre-W72 W done to Elbow's wife, that he marry'd with her. bebih curle to complain of? come me to what Ejcal. Which is the wiser here Justice or IniEndse ther.

quity' ? --Is this true? 65%. Sir, your honour cannot come to that yet. Elb. O thou caitiil! O thou variet! (thou Fisi. No, fir, nor I mean it not.

wicked Hannibal 2 ! I respected with bor, before I (1.25. Sir, but you fall come to it, by your was marry'J t) her? If ever I was reipceted with nur leive: And, I beseech you, look into her, or the with me, let not your worihip think Ester Frith bere, lir; a man of four core pound me the poor duke's officer :

-Prove this, thou a year; whole father dy'd at Hallow mas ;-Was’ wicked Hannibal, or I'll have mine action of Duz 2 Houmis, master Protu?

battery on thee. F" Al-hollord eve.

Elial. If he took you a box o the ear, you Crees kny, very well; I liope here be truths : miglit have your action of Nander too. Hs, fir, fitns, as I say, in a lower chair, fir ; Elb. Marry, I thank your good worship for it :

2:1 the Basch of Grapes, where, indeed, you What is 't your worship's pleasure I shall do with we awulgte to fit, Have you not ?

this wicked caitist : ir I have lo; because it is an open room, Escai. Truly, officer, because he hath some of 25 for winter.

fences in him, that thou wouldit discorer if thou Lust, Why, very well then ;-I hope here couldnt, let him continue in his courses, till thou betuts.

know'st what they are. This will laft out a night in Ruffia,

Elb. Marry, I thank your worship for it :When sigies are longest there : I'll take my leave, Thou feeft, thou wicked varlet now, what's come A d jeave you to the hearing of the cause'; upon thee ; thou art to continue now, thou varlet, En you'li find good cause to whip them all. thou art to continue. 3, 21. I think no less : Good-morrow to your Fjal. Where were you born, friend ? [To Fiosh. lordihip.

[Exit Angelo.

Froth. Here in Vienna, fir.
X*, fr, come on : What was done to Elbow's Floul. Are you of fourscore pounds a year
E, noce more?

Froth. Yes, and 't please you, fir. 1. Once, fir ? there was nothing done to Ffeal. So.-What trade are you of, fir?

[To the Clown 21. I beseech you, fir, ask him what this man Clown. A tapster ; a poor widow's tapster. » ; « fe.

Flcal. Your miftrefs's name? 4:25. I beseech your honour, ask me.

Clicun. Mistress Over-done. F: sl. We'l, fir; What did this gentleman to Efcul. Hath she had any more than one husband

Clown. Nine, fir; Over-done by the laft. . I beleech you, fir, look in this gentle Escal. Nine!--Come hither to me, master rce :- Good master Froth, look upon his | Froth. Master Froth, I would not have you ac

? This probably alludes to two personages well known to the audience by their frequent introduce Loe licold Moralities. 2 A mistake for Cannibal.



quainted with tapiters ; they will draw I Escal. I thought, by your readiness in the office, niatur Froth, and you will hang them : Get you you had continued in it some time: You say, seves gone, and let me hear no more of you.

years together Fro:b. I tiank your worship: For mine own Elb. And a half, fir. part, I never come into any room in a taphouít, Esial. Alas! it hati been great pains to you! they but I am irawn in.

do you wrong to put you fo oft upon't: Are there Escal. Well; no more of it, master Froth :— not men in your ward sutricicat to serve it? Farewell. Come you hither to me, master tapster; Elb, Faith, sir, few of any wit in such matters : what's your name, matter tapiter?

as they are chofen, they are glad to chule me for Clwr. Prm "ey.

them; I do it for some piece of moncy, and go Escal. What else ?

through with all. Clown. Bum, fir.

Fjiul. Look you, bring me in the names of some Escal. Troth, and your buni is the greatest thing fix or seven, the mott fufficient of your parish. about you; so that, in the beatlieit lense, you are Elb. To your worship’s house, fir? Pompey the great. Pompey, you are partly a Escal. To my house: Fare you well. bawd, Pompey, howsoever you colour it in being What's a clock, think you? sapster; Are you not? Come, tell me true; it Fujt. Eleven, fir. Thall be the better for you.

liftal. I pray you, home to dinner with me. Clown. Truly, sir, I am a poor fellow that would Huf. I humbly thank you. live.

Fjcal. It grieves me for the death of Claudios Escal. How would you live, Pompey? by be- But there's no remedy. ing a bawd: What do you think of the trade, Ful. Lord Angelo is severe. Pompey? is it a lawful trade ?

Fjai. It is but needful: Clorun. If the law will allow it, fir.

Mercy is not itself, that oft looks so; Ejcal. But the law will not allow it, Pompey ; Pardon is still the nurie of second woe: for it Thall not be allowed in Vienna.

But yet,--Poor Claudio !--There's no remedy. Clown. Does your worship mean io geld and Spay Come, sir.

[Exsurile all the youth in the city ?

Escal. No, Pompey.
Clown. Truly, fir, in my poor opinion, they

singelo's bouse. will to 't then: If your worship will take order

Enter Provol, and a Servani. for the drabs and the knaves, you need not to fear

Serv. He's hearing of a cause; he will come straight the bawds.

I'll tell him of you. Efial. There are pretty orders beginning, I can Prov. Pray you, do. (Exit Servant.] I'll know tell you : it is but heading and hanging.

His pleasure; may be, he will relent: Alas, Clown. If you head and hang all that offend that He hatli but as offended in a dream! way but for ten year together, you'll be glad to give Ali sects, all ages ímack of this vice; and he out a commission for more heads. If this law hold To die for it!in Vienna ten years, I'll rent the fairest house in

Enter Angelo. it, after three-pence a bay 2: If you live to see Ang. Now, what's the matter, provost? this come to pass, say, Pompey told you 10. Prov. Is it your will Claudio thall die to-morrow

Efial. Thank you, good Pompey; and in re Ang. Did I not tell three, yea? badít thou not order quital of your prophecy, hark you,-1 advise you, Why doit thou ask again? let me not find you before me again upon any com P:00. Leit I might be too raf: plaint whatsoever, no, pot for dwelling where you under your good correćtivil, I have seeng, do; if I do, Pompey, I shall beat you to your tent, When, after execution, judgnient hath and prove a Arend Cafer to you; in plain dealing, Repented o'er his doom. Pompey, I shall have you whipt: so, for this time, ring. Go to; let that be mine: Pompey, fore you well.

Do you your office, or give up your place,
Clown. I thank your worship for your good coun-| And you thall well be spar'd.
fel; but I hol follow it, as the fieth and fortune Prov. I crave your honou's pardon.--
Ihall better determine.

What shall be done, sir, with the groaning Juliet
Whip me. No, no; let carman whip his jade; She's very near her hour.
The valiant heart's not whipt out of bis tr.de. [Exis. ing. Dispose of her

Efial. Come hither to me, master Elbow; come To some more fitting place; and that with speed. hither, matter conftable. How long have you been

Re-enter Ser vani. in this place of conftable?

Serv. Here is the fifter of the man condemn'd, Elb. Seven year and a half, fir,

Defires access to you.

* Draw includes here a variety of senses. As it refers to the tapster, it means, to drain, to embly; as it refers to hang, it implies to be conveyed to execution on a hurdle. In Froth's answer, it imporis the tame as to bring along by fome motive or pouer, 2 Dr. Johnson says, a bay of building is, in inany parts of England, a comnion term, for the space between the main beams of the roof; to that a bara crofled twice with beams is a barn of three bays. lo Stafforddhire, it is applied to the two opeo Spaces of a barn on each Ude the threibing-floor.


Ang. Hath he a fifter?

Would not have been so ftern Poss. Ay, my good lord; a very virtuous maid, Ang. Pray you, be gone. Add to be thortly of a sister-hood,

Isab. I would to heaven I had your potency, If not already.

And you were Isabel! should it inen be thus? Ang. Well, let her be admitted. [Exit Servant. No; I would tell what 'twere to be a jucge, &e you, the fornicatrels be removid;

And what a prisoner.
La her have needful, but not lavish means; Lucio. [Ande.] Ay, touch him: there's the vein,
There Thall be order for it.

Ang. Your brother is a forfeit of the law,
Enter Lucio and Isabella.

And you but waste your words.
Prov. Save your honour!

Ijab. Alas! alas exg. Stay yet a while.--[To Isab.] You are wel. Why, all the souls that were 2, were forfeit once; cume: What's your will?

And He that might the 'vantage best have took, Tab. I am a woeful suitor to your honour, Found out the remedy: How would you be, Plezie but your honour hear me.

If He, which is the top of judgment, should Az. Well; what's your suit?

But judge you, as you are? Oh, think on that, Ijso. There is a vice that most I do abhor, And mercy then will breathe within your lips, And mot detre fhould meet the blow of justice: Like man new made 3. For which I would not pleid, but that I must; Ang. Be you content, fair maid; For which I must not plead, but that I am It is the law, not I, condemns your brother: Ai wu, 'twixt will, and will not.

Were he my kiniman, brother, or my son, Arz. Well; the matter:

It should be thus with him;-hemuit dieto-morrow, Tab. I have a brother is condemn'd to die: Isab. To-morrow ? Oly, that's sudden! Spare I do besesch you, let it be his fault,

him, spare him; And no mę brother.

He's not prepar'd for death! Even for our kitchens Pres. Heaven give thee moving graces ! We kill the fowl, of season; shall we serve heaven

Azz. Condemn the fault, and not the actor of it! With less respect than we do minister Why, every fault's condemn'd, ere it be done: Toour grofs felves: Good, good my lord, bethink you: Mine were the very cypher of a function, Who is it that hath died for this ollence ? To find the faults, whose fine stands in record, There's many have committed it. And let go by the actor.

Lucio. Ay, well said. 1:35. O just, but severe law!

Ang. The law hath not been dead, tho’it hath Nept: I had a brother then.—Heaven keep your honour! Those many had not dar'd to do that evil, Lze (To Ijab.] Give't not o'er fo: to him If the first man, that did the edict infringe, again, intreat him;

Had answer'd for his deed: now, 'tis awake; Kneel down before him, hang upon his gown; Takes note of what is done; and, like a prophet, You are too cold: if you should need a pin, Looks in a glass + that shews what future evils, You could not with more tame a tongue desire it: (Either now, or by remiffness new-conceiv'd, To him, I say.

And so in progreis to be hatch'd and born) 19ab. Muit he needs die?

Are now to have no successive degrees, ris. Maiden, no remedy.

But, ere they live, to end. 1:3. Yes; I do think that you might pardon him, I/ab. Yet Thew tome pity. Aad neither heaven, nor man, grieve at the mercy. Ang. I thew it most of all, when I fhew justice; A. I will not do’t.

For then I pity those I do not know, J. But can you, if you would?

Which a dismiss'd offence would after gall; dez. Look, what I will not, that I cannot do. And do him right, that, answering one foul wrong Ijab. But might you do’t, and do the world no Lives not to act another. Be fatisfy'd; wrong,

Your brother dies to-morrow; be content. X fo your heart were touch'd with that remorse I

Ijab. So you must be the first, that gives this fena As m.ne is to him?

And he, that futters: Oh, it is excellent

stence; ézg. He's sentenc'd; 'tis too late.

To have a giant's strength; but it is tyrannous, Lis. You are too cold.

[To Isabel. To use it like a giant. 1:6. Too late? why, no; I, that do speak a word, Lucio. That's well said. Ha call it back again: Well believe this,

Ijab. Could great men thunder No ceremony that to great ones 'longs,

As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet, Sot the king's crown, nor the deputed (word, For every peltings, petty officer (thunder. The marinal's truncheon, nor the judge's robe, Would use his heaven for thunder ; nothing but Become them with one half so good a grace,

Merciful heaven! As mercy does.

Thou rather with thy sharp and sulphurous bolc I he trad been as you, and you as he,

Splitst the unwedgeable and gnarled o oak, You would have flipt, like him ; but he, like you, Than the soft myrtle: O, but man! proud man,

• That is, pity. 2 Perhaps we ought to read arc. 3 Meaning, that he would be quite another n. 4 This alíudes to the fopperies of the berril

, much used at that time by chcals and fortunetaas to predia by. 5 Paltry. That is, knoited.


(Drest in a little brief authority;

That lying by the violet in the fun,
Mott ignorant of what he's most allurid, Do as the carrion does, not as the flower,
His glaily ellenre) like an angry ape,

Corrupt with virtuous seafon. Can it be,
Plays such fantastick tricks before high heaven, That modesty may more betray our sense (noughi,
As make the angels weep; who, with our pieens, Than woman's lightness ? having waste ground e-
Would all themielves laugh mortal.

Shall we defire to raze thc sanctuary,
Lucio. Oh, to lim, to him, wench; he will relent; And pitch our evils there? Oh, fie, fie, fie!
He's coming;

What doit thou, or what art thou, Angelo ?
Prom. Pray heaven the win him!

Doft thou desire her foully, for those things Ijab. We canaot weigh our brother with ourself: That make her good ? Oh, let her brother live: Great men mav jest with saints: ’uis wit ia them; Thieves for their robbery have authority, [her, But, in the leis, foul profanation.

When judges steal themselves. What do I love Luio. Thou’rt in tl:e right, girl; more o'that. That I defire to hear her speak again,

1/1b. That in the captain’s but a cholerick word, and feait upon her eyes ? what is 't I dream on? Which in the foldier is flat blaíphemy.

On, cunning enemy, that, to catch a faint, Lucio. Art advis'do that? more on 't. With faints dott bait thy hook ! Most dangerous Ang. Why do you put these fayings upon me? Is that temptation, that doth goad us on ljub. Becanle authority, though it err like others, To fin in loving virtue : never could the strumpet, Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself,

With all her double vigour, art and nature, That ikins the vice o’the top: Go to your bosom; Once itir my temper ; but this virtuous maid Knock there: and ask your heart, what it doth know Subdues me quite :-Ever, till now, That's like my brétiner's fault: if it confeis When men were fond, I smild, and wonder'd A natural guiltiness, such as is his,


Exit. Let it not lound a thought upon your tongue

S C Ε Ν Ε III. Against my brother's life.

A Prison. sing. (44fide.] She peaks, and 'ris Such ienie, that my sense breeds with it. [To Isab. Enter Duke, babited like a Frizr, and Provost. Fare you well.

Duke. Hail to you, provott! fo, I think you are. Ijab. Gentle, my lord, turn back.

Prov. I am the provost: What's your will, Ang. I will bethinkme:--Come again to-morrow.

good friar ?

[order, Isab. Hark, how I'll bribe you: Good my lord, Duke. Bound by my charity, and my bless'd Ang. How ! bribe me?

turn back. I come to visit the afficted spirits Ijab. Ay, with such gifts, that heaven thall thare Here in the prison : do me the common right Lucio. You had marr'd all else. with you. To let me see them; and to make me know

Jfat. Not with fond 2 shekels of the teited ? gulv, The nature of their crimes, that I may miniter Or stones, who e rates are either rich or poor, To them accordingly.

Liceunul. As fancy values them : but with true pravers, Prov. I would do more than that, if more were That Mall be up at hearen, and enter there,

Enter Juliet. Ere sun-rite; prayers from preserved fouls 4, Look, here comes one ; a gentlewoman of mine, From falting maics, whose minds are dedicate Whofilling in the faws of her own youtii, To nothing temporal.

Hith bifter'd hier report 7: She is uith child; Ang. Well; come to me to-morrow.

And he that got it, fentenc'd: a young man
Liiio. Go to; 'tis well; [ Ifide as iluzbel.] away. More fit to do another fuch olience,
If :b. Herven keep your lionour iafe!

Than die for this. ring. Amen :

Duke. When must he die ? For I am that way going to temptation,

Prou. As I do think, tu-morrow. Where pravers croiss.

I have provided for you ; ft.ry a while, (To Julien Isab. At what hour to-morrow

And you shall be conducted. Shall I attend vour ludihip?

Duke. Repent you, fair one, of the fin you carry! ting. At any time 'fore noon.

Juliet. I do ; and bear the íhanie moil piciently. 11.16. Sve your lonour! [Ex. Lurin ard lab. Duke. I'll teach you how you shall arraign your Arg. From thee ; even from thy virtue !-

What's this ? what's this ? Is this her fault or mine? And try your penitence, if it be found,
The temptery or the tempted, who íns most? Ha! Or hollou ly put on.
Not the ; nor doth the tempt; but it is 1, Juliet. I'll gladly learn.

I Dr. Warburton asli zns the following meaning io this passage : That if the angels pasiefed that peculiar turn of the human mind, which always iuclines it to a fpitetul, unleasonable mirth, they would laughi chemselves out of their immortalily, by indulging a pailion which does no: delerve that prerogative. The ancienis thought, that immoderate laughter was caused by the bignels of the fpleen. 2 Fond here means, valued or prized by folly. 3 That is, cupelled, brought to the lejl, refined. 4 That is, preserved from the corruption of the world. s Dr. Johnfon thunks, that instead of where we should had, which your prayers crofs. The meaning of the paliage will then be, The temptation under which I labour is that which the last unknowingly thuaried with thy prayer. Paraps it were better to read florues. That is, has disfigured her lamc or reputation.


D. Lore you the man that wrong'd you? S.)

> play the foolish throngs with one that fwoons; Jan. Yes, as I lore the woman that wrong'd|Come all to help him, and so stop the air hin.

[act|By which he fhould revive: and even fo D. is. So then, it seems, your most offenceful The general “, subject to a well-wild king, muil, committed ?

Quit their own part, and in oblequicus fondness 4. Mucually.

Crowd to his presence, where their untaught love 11.ts. The vd your finof heavier kind than his. Must needs appear ofience. . I do confefsit, and repent is, father.

Erter Isabella. it. Tes meet so, daughter : But left you do How now, fuir mad? repent',

lib. I am come to know your pleasure. Achshefat brought you to this thame,

sing. That you might know it, would much W ct furtin is always towards ourselves, no

better pleise me,

[live. hesren;

Than to demand what 'tis. Your brother Cannot Svein, we would not spare heaven, as we love it, 1 ab. Even so :-- Heaven keep your honour ! Bu a se tund in fear,

[Guing. 4. I do repent me, as it is an evil ;

Ang. Yet may he live a while ; and, it may be, Aere the hame with joy.

As long as you, or l: Yet he must die. Dat. There reít.

1jizb. Under your sentence? Yii petrer, as I hear, muft die to-morrow,

Ang. Yea. A dlm çong with instruction to him :

Ifwb. When, I beseech you ? that in his reprieve Gxe go with you! bendrite.

[Exi:. Longer, or shorter, he may be fo fitied, 74. Mit die to-morrow! Oh, iniurious love, That his soul fickin not. Thai repites me a life, whole very comfort Ang. Ha' lie, there filthy vices ! It were as good ita cring horror!

To prdon him, tivat hath from nature itulen P: 9. 'Tis pity of him.

[Excunt. A man already male, as to remit SCENE IV.

Their fawcy iweztneís 7, that do coin heaven's image

In tamps that are foibid: 'tis all as easy
Angela's Hoase.

Falicly to take away a life true mide,
Enter Ange's.

As to put métal in restrained mcans, 4. When I would prty and think, I thiol Tu man a file one s.

tird. 'Tis fet down fo in heaven, but not in earth. 1, leren! fubiect : heaven hath my empty words; sing. S 1; you 10? then I thall poze you quickiy, 6.717 my intention?, hearing not my tongue, Whic Ind you rather, That the moit just law Acil bel : Heaven is in my mouth, Now took your brother's life; or, to redeem him, flc but only chew itsme;

Give up your boul; to such fivvet uncleanness, Anda my heart, the strong and fuelling er il A the tiut he hath stain's ?

aceprion: The ftat', wi creon I ftudied, 11:6. Sir, believe this, I ke 2 thing, being oten read,

I had rather give my body than my foul. Cafe I'd and retiems; "?, my gravity, cinsi Italk not of your fo il: Our compell'usins

erer et no man hear me) I take pride, Son! more for number than for accompi.
C"), with bo?, chat ge for an idle plume dub. Iloti fay you ?
We air heats for vain. Oh place! oh form !! 4nr. Nay, I'll not wa rant that; for I can fpeak
Fönn dot thu with thy cate 4, thy lubit, Against the thing I fay. Aniwer to this,---
21*e from fouls, and tie the witer fouls 1, now the voice of the recorded law,
Dobije seeming? Blood, thou art but blood : Pronounce a funtence on your brother's life ;
L:1125xd angel on the devil's horn, Might there not be a charity in sin,
To the devil's crest 5.

To save this brother's life?
Enter Servant.

[[:b. Please you to do 't, ER 3*, who's there?

I'll take it as a peril to my soul, 3-rs. Orse libcl, a fifter, desires access to you. It is no fin at all, but charity.

- T-3 her the way. [Solus.] Oh bestens ! org. Pleas'd you to do't, út seril of yow suul, thom, ces my blood thus mutter to my heait, Wer equal poize of fin and chaity. bti it un ble for itself,

Tb. That I do beg his life, if it be fin, 4. prieing all my other parts

Hearen, let me bear it! You granting of my suit, y titness?

If ibat bulat, I'll make it my morn prayer

and pray

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Tait. repent not on this account. 2 Intention here signifies cagerness of desire. The old 2 C#m7reads invention, by which the poct might mean imagination.

3 Profi, ads andle. Es here paure for cutid, or external shew. 5 The meaning is, Let the most wirked thing 11:a kruas pretence, and ii shall país for innocent. Thus it we urite good ingci on the dizil's

- 35zke any longer to be the devil's crojt. 6 This phrase of the generiid, means the people Sorente inject to a kug, &c. 7. That is, saucy induizence of the appetite.

6 The iconic potage is nmply, that murder is as caty as furnicution, and it is as improper to pardon the 25 de Luc iginar,

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