pot forth to steal; there's not a foldier of us all, that, in the thanksgiving before meat, do 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 walt where grace was said.

2 Gent. No? a dozen times at-leaft. : ] Gent. What ? in meeter?

Lucio. In any proportion, or in any language. 1 i Gent. I think, or in any religion.

Lucio. Ay, why not? grace is grace, despight of all controversy; as for example, thou thyself art a wicked villain, despight of all grace.

i Gent. Well; there went but a pair of faeers between us.

Lucio. I grant; as there may between the lifts and the velvet. Thou art the liit.

1 Gent. And thou the velvet ; thou art good velvet ; thou’rt a three-pil'd piece, I warrant thee: I had as lief be a list of an English kersey, as be pild, as thou art pila, 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 confeffion, learn to begin thy health ; but, whilf I live, forget to drink after thee.

i Gent. I think, I have done myself wrong, have I not? 2 Gent. Yes, that thou hast; whether thou art tainted, Lucio. Behold, behold, where Madam Mitigation comes.

1 Gent. I have purchas'd as many diseases under her roof, as may come to 2 Gent. To what I

pray 1. Gent: Judge. 2 Gent. To three thousand dollars a year. i Gent. Ay, and more. Lucio. A French crown more. (2)

. Gent.

or free.

(2) A French Crown more.] Lucio means here not the piece of money so called, but that Venereal Scab which among the Surgeons,

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 found, as things that are hollow; thy bones are hollow; impiety hath made a feast of thee.

Enter Bawd. i Gent. How now, which of your hips has the most profound fciatica?

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 ; saw him carry'd 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 fo: art thou sure of this ?

Bawd. I am too fure 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 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. [Exe

Manet Bawd. Bawd. Thus, what with the war, what with the fweat, what with the gallows, and what with poverty, I am cuftom shrunk. How now? what's the news with you ?

is filed Corona Veneris, To this, I think, our Au:hor likewise makes Quince allude in Midjummer-Night's Dream.

Some of your French Crowns bave no Hair at all, and then you quill play barc-fac:d. For where these Eruptions are, the Skull is carious, and the Party becomes bald.


Enter Clown.
Clown. Yonder man is carry'd to prison.
Bawd. Well, what has he done?
Clown. A woman.
Bawd. 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 muft be pluck'd down.

Bawd. And what shall become of those in the city ? Clown. They shall stånd for seed; they had


down too, but that a wise burgher' put in for them.

Bawd. But shall all our houses of resort in the fuburbs be pulld down?

Clown. To the ground, mistress.

Bawd. Why, here's a change, indeed, in the common wealth; what shall become of me?

Clown. Come, fear not you ; ġood counsellors lack no clients; though you change your place, you need not change your trade: I'll be your tapster ftill

. Courage, there will be pity taken on you ; you that have worn your eyes almost out in the fervice, you will be confidered.

Bawd. What's to do hear, Thomas Täpfter ? Jet’s withdraw.

Clown. Here comes Signior Claudio, led by the provost to prison; and there's Madam Juliet.

[Exe. Bawd and Clown,

Enter Provost, Claudio, Juliet, and Officers. Lucio,

and two Gentlemen. Claud. Fellow, why dost thou show me thus to th' world? Bear me to prison, where I am committed.

Prov. I do it not in evil disposition, But from lord Angelo by special charge.


Claud. Thus can the Demi-god, Authority, Make us pay down, for our offence, by weight The words of heaven ; on whom it will

, it will ; On whom it will not, fo; yet still 'tis juft.

Lucio. Why, how now, Claudio ? whence comes this restraint ?

Claud. From too much liberty, my Lucio, liberty ; As furfeit is the father of much fast, So ev'ry scope by the immod'rate use Turns to restraint : our natures do pursue, Like rats that ravin down their proper bane, A thirsty evil; and when we drink, we die.

Lucio. If I could speak fo wisely under an arreft, 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. Lucio. What is't, murder ? Claud. No. Lucio, Letchery? Claud. Call it so. Prou. Away, Sir, you must go. Claud. One word, good friend : Lucio, a word

Lycio. A hundred ; if they'll do you any good; is letchery fo look'd after?

Claud. Thus stands it with me; upon a true contract I got possession of Julietta's bed, (You know the lady,) she is fast my Save that we do the denunciation lack Of outward order. This we came not to, Only for propagation of a dower Remaining in the coffer of her friends; From whom we thought it meet to hide our love, 'Till time had made them for us. But it chances, The ftealth of our most mutual entertainment, With character too grofs, is writ on Juliet,

Lucio. With child, perhaps?

Claud. Unhappily, even fo.
And the new Depaty now for the. Duke,


with you.


(Whether it be the fault, and glimpse, of newness;
Or whether that the body public be
A horse whereon the Governor doth ride,
Who, newly in the seat, that it may know
He can'command, let's it ftrait feel the spor;
Whether the tyranny be in his Place,
Or in his eminence that fills it up,
I stagger in :) but this new Governor
Awakes me all th' enrolled penalties,
Which have, like unscour'd armour, hung by th' wall
So long that nineteen Zodiacks have gone round, (3)
And none of them been worn; and, for a name,
Now puts the drowsy and neglected Act
Freshly on me; 'tis furely, for a name.

Lucio. I warrant, it is; and thy head stands fo tickle on thy shoulders, that a milk-maid, if the be in love, may figh it off.

Send after the Duke, and appeal to him. Claud. I have done fo, but he's not to be found. · I pr’ythee, Lucio, do me this kind fervice: This day my Sister should the cloister enter And there receive her Approbation. Acquaint her with the danger of my ftate, Implore her, in my voice, that she make friends To the strict Deputy ; bid herself aslay him; I have great hope in that; for in her youth There is a prone and speechless dialect, Such as moves men! befide, she hath profp'rous art When she will play with reason and discourse, And well fhe can perfuade.

Lucio. I pray, she may; as well for the encouragement of the like, which else would stand under grievous impofition; as for the enjoining of thy life, who I would be

(3) So long that nineteen Zodiacks have gone round.] The Duke ia the Scene immediately following, says,

Which for these fourteen Years we bave let flip, The Author could not so disagree with himself, in so narrow á Com pass. The numbers must have been wrote in Figures, and fo mis-, taken: for which reason, 'tis necessary to make the two Accounts correspond.


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