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put forth to steal.
There's not a soldier of us all
that, in the thanksgiving before meat, do relish the petition well that prays for peace. SEC. GENT. I never heard any soldier dislike it.
LUCIO. I believe thee; for I think thou never wast where
grace was said.
SEC. GENT. No? a dozen times at least.
FIRST GENT. What, in metre?
LUCIO. In any proportion, or in any language!
FIRST GENT. I think, or in any religion.
LUCIO. Ay! why not? Grace is grace, despite of all controversy. As, for example: thou thyself art a wicked villain, despite of all grace.
FIRST GENT. Well, there went but a pair of shears between us.
LUCIO. I grant: as there may between the list and the velvet. Thou art the list.
FIRST 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 kersey1 as be pil'd,2 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.
FIRST GENT. I think I have done myself wrong, have I
SEC. GENT. Yes, that thou hast: whether thou art tainted or free.
LUCIO. Behold, behold, where Madam Mitigation comes! FIRST GENT. I have purchas'd as many diseases under her roof, as come to
SEC. GENT. To what, I pray?
FIRST GENT. Judge.
SEC. GENT. To three thousand dolours a year.
1 good plain honest stuff.
FIRST GENT. Ay, and more.
LUCIO. A French crown more.
FIRST GENT. Thou art always figuring diseases in me.
But thou art full of error: I am sound.
3 morbus Gallicus.
LUCIO. Nay, not (as one would say) healthy; but so sound as things that are hollow; thy bones are hollow: Impiety has made a feast of thee.
FIRST GENT. [to MRS. OVERDONE.] How now! Which of your hips has the most profound sciatica ?
BAWD. Well, well: there's one yonder arrested, and carried
BAWD. Marry, Sir, that's Claudio; Signior Claudio.
FIRST GENT. Claudio to prison? 'Tis not so!
BAWD. Nay, but I know 'tis so: I saw him arrested; saw him carried away; and which is more, within these three days his head's to be chopp'd off.
LUCIO. But, after all this fooling, I would not have it so.
Art thou sure of this?
BAWD. I am too sure of it: and it is for getting Madam
LUCIO. Believe me, this may be: he promis'd to meet me two hours since; and he was ever precise in promisekeeping.
SEC. GENT. Besides, you know, it draws something near to the speech we had to such a purpose.
FIRST GENT. But, most of all, agreeing with the Pro
LUCIO. Away; let's go learn the truth of it.
[Exeunt LUCIO and Gentlemen. BAWD. Thus, what with the war, what with the sweat,1 what with the gallows, and what with poverty, I am custom-shrunk. How now? what's the news with
CLO. Yonder man is carried to prison.
BAWD. Well; what has he done?
CLO. A woman.
BAWD. But what's his offence?
CLO. Groping for trouts in a peculiar river.
BAWD. What, is there a maid with child by him?
BAWD. What Proclamation, man?
ACT I CLO. All houses in the Suburbs of Vienna must be pluck'd down.
BAWD. And what shall become of those in the City?
CLO. They shall stand for seed: they had gone down too,
but that a wise burgher put in for them.
BAWD. But shall all our houses of resort in the Suburbs
be pull'd down?
CLO. To the ground, Mistress.
BAWD. Why, here's a change indeed in the Commonwealth! What shall become of me?
CLO. Come, fear not you: good counsellors lack no clients. Though you change your place, you need not change your trade; I'll be your tapster still. Courage! There will be pity taken on you: you that have worn your eyes almost out in the service, you will be consider'd.
BAWD. What's to do here, Thomas Tapster? Let's
CLO. Here comes Signior Claudio, led by the Provost to
SCENE III. The Same.
Enter Provost, CLAUDIO, JULIET, Officers, Lucio,
CLAUD. Fellow, why dost thou shew me thus to the world?
But from Lord Angelo by special charge.
Make us pay down for our offence by weight!
LUCIO. Why, how now, Claudio? Whence comes this
CLAUD. From too much liberty, my Lucio-liberty!
So every scope1 by the immoderate use
(Like rats that ravin' down their proper bane) A thirsty evil; and when we drink, we die. LUCIO. If I could speak so wisely under an arrest, 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,
CLAUD. What but to speak of would offend again !
CLAUD. Call it so.
PROV. Away, Sir: you must go.
LUCIO. A hundred, if they 'll do you any good.
Is lechery so look'd after?
CLAUD. Thus stands it with me. Upon a true contract,
You know the lady: she is fast my wife,
Unhappily, even so.
A horse whereon the Governor doth ride,
I : II
Lucio, a word with you.
Which have, like unscour'd armour, hung by the wall
HAND wwwt won't
To the strict Deputy. Bid herself assay him: A commd I have great hope in that, for in her youth There is a prone3 and speechless dialect, 200 Such as moves men. Besides, she hath prosperous art, When she will play with reason and discourse, And well she can persuade. dobow dalt oma LUCIO. I pray she may as well for the encouragement of the like, which else would stand under grievous imposition, as for the enjoying of thy life, which I would be sorry should be thus foolishly lost at a game of tick-tack. I'll to her. o Dard suit [* CLAUD. I thank you, good friend Lucio. LUCIO. Within two hoursCLAUD.
to dimałe odr rodnimals alW douw Come, Officer, away. [exeunt.
SCENE IV. A Monastery.
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Enter DUKE and FRIAR THOMAS.
by gesori A
DUKE. No, holy Father; throw away that thought:
Can pierce a complete bosom. Why I desire thee
2 enter on her novitiate.
4 (archery) short-shot.