And he, that fuffers: oh, 'tis excellent To have a giant's strength; To use it like a giant. Lucio. That's well faid. great men but it is tyranous thunder As Jove himself does, Jove would ne'er be quiet; Would ufe his heav'n for thunder; Nothing but thunder. Merciful Heav'n! Thou rather with thy fharp and fulph'rous bolt •Than the foft myrtle: O, but man! proud man, • Moft ignorant of what he's most affur'd, His glaffy effence, like an angry ape, Plays fuch fantaftic tricks before high heav'n, As makes the angels weep; who, with our fpleens, • Would all themselves laugh mortal. Lucio. Oh, to him, to him, wench; he will relent; He's coming: I perceiv't. Prov. Pray Heav'n fhe win him. Ifab. We cannot weigh our brother with yourfelf: Great men may jeft with faints: 'tis wit in them; But, in the lefs, foul profanation. Lucio. Thou'rt right, girl; more o' that. Ifab. That in the captain's but a choleric word, Which in the foldier is flat blafphemy. Lucio. Art advis'd o' that? more on't. Ang. Why do you put these fayings upon me? Ifab. Becaufe authority, though it err like others, Hath yet a kind of medicine in itself, That skins the vice o' th' top: go to your bofom; Knock there, and afk your heart, what it doth know That's like my brother's fault; if it confefs A natural guiltinefs, fuch as is his, Let it not found a thought upon your tongue Ang. She fpeaks, and 'tis fuch fenfe, That my fenfe bleeds with it. Fare you well. Ifab. Gentle, my Lord, turn back. Ang. I will bethink me; come again to-morrow. Ijab. Hark, how I'll bribe you: good my Lord, turn back. Ang. How bribe me? Ifab. Ay, with fuch gifts, that Heav'n fhall share with you. Lucio. You had marr'd all elfe. Ifab. Not with fond fhekles of the tested gold, Ang. Well; come to-morrow. Lucio. Go to; 'tis well; away. Ifab. Heav'n keep your Honour fafe! For I am that way going to temptation, Ifab. At what hour to-morrow Shall I attend your Lordfhip? Ifab. 'Save your Honour. [Exeunt Lucio and Ifabella. Ang. From thee; even from thy virtue. What's this? what's this? is this her fault or mine? "The tempter, or the tempted, who fins most? "Not fhe; nor doth fhe tempt; but it is 1, "That, lying by the violet in the sun, "Do, as the carrion does, not as the flower, Corrupt with virtuous feafon. Can it be, "That modefty may more betray our sense, "Than woman's lightnefs? having wafte ground e"Shall we defire to raze the fanctuary, [nough, "And pitch our evils there? Oh, fie, fie, fie! What doft thou? or what art thou, Angelo? Doft thou defire her foully, for those things That make her good? Oh, let her brother live: Thieves for their robbery have authority, When judges fteal themselves. What? do I love her, That I defire to hear her speak again, And feast upon her eyes? what is't. I dream on? Oh, cunning enemy, that, to catch a faint, With faints doft bait thy hook! most dangerous "Is that temptation, that doth goad us on "To fin in loving virtue: ne'er could the ftrumpet, With all her double vigour, art and nature, Once ftir my temper; but this virtuous maid Subdues me quite. Ever till this very now, When men were fond I fmil'd, and wonder'd how. [Exit. I SCENE IX. Changes to a prifon. Enter Duke habited like a Friar, and Provost. Duke. Hail to you, Provost! fo I think you are. Prov. I am the Provost; what's your will, good Friar? Duke Bound by my charity, and my blefs'd order, come to vifit the afflicted fpirits Here in the prifon; do me the common right To let me fee them, and to make me know The nature of their crimes; that I may minister Prov. I would do more than that, if more were needful. Enter Juliet. Look, here comes one; a gentlewoman of mine, Than die for this. Duke. When must he die? Prov. As I do think, to-morrow. I have provided for you; stay a while, [To Juliet. And you fhall be conducted. Duke. Repent you, fair one, of the fin you carry? Juliet. I do; and bear the fhame moft patiently. Duke. I'll teach you how you fhall arraign your conAnd try your penitence, if it be found, Or hollowly put on. Juliet. I'll gladly learn. VOL. I. N n [science, Duke. Duke. Love you the man that wrong'd you? Juliet. Yes, as I love the woman that wrong'd him. Duke. So then it feems, your most offenceful act Was mutually committed. Juliet. Mutually. Duke. Then was your fin of heavier kind than his. Juliet. I do confefs it, and repent it, father. Duke. 'Tis meet fo, daughter; but repent you not, As that the fin hath brought you to this fhame? Which forrow's always tow'rds ourselves, not Heav'n; Shewing, we'd not feek heav'n, as we love it, But as we ftand in fear. Juliet. I do repent me, as it is an evil; And take the fhame with joy. Duke. There reft. Your partner, as I hear, muft die to-morrow, And I am going with inftruction to him; So grace go with you! benedicete. [Exit. Juliet. Muft die to-morrow! oh, injurious love, That refpites me a life, whose very comfort Is ftill a dying horror! Prov 'Tis pity of him. SCENE X. [Exeunt. Changes to the palace. Enter Angelo. Ang. When I would pray and think, I think and pray To fev'ral fubjects. Heav'n hath my empty words, And in my heart the ftrong and fwelling evil 'Tis not the devil's creft. Enter fervant. How now, who's there? Serv. One Ifabel, a fifter, defires access to you. And difpoffeffing all my other parts Of neceffary fitness? So play the foolish throngs with one that fwoons; Ifab. I am come to know your pleasure. Ang. That you might know it, would much better please me, Than to demand what 'tis. Your brother cannot live. Ifab. Ev'n fo! Heaven keep your Honour ! Ang. Yet [Going. may he live a while; and, it may be, As long as you or I; yet he must die. Ifab. Under your sentence? Ang. Yea. Ifab. When, I beseech you? that in his reprieve, Longer or fhorter, he may be fo fitted, That his foul ficken not. Ang, Ha? fie, thefe filthy vices! 'twere as good To pardon him that hath from nature stol'n A man already made, as to remit Their fawcy fweetnefs, that do coin heav'n's image As to put metal in restrained means, To make a falfe one. Ifab. 'Tis fet down fo in heav'n, but not in earth. Ang. And fay you fo? then I fhall pose you quickly. Which had you rather, that the moft juft law Nn 2 Now |