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man is a more penitent trade than your bawd; he
doth oftener ask forgiveness. Prov. You, sirrah, provide your block and your axe
to-morrow four o'clock. Abhor. Come on, bawd; I will instruct thee in my
occasion to use me for your own turn, you shall
owe you a good turn.
[Exeunt Pompey and Abhorson.
Thou must be made immortal. Where's Barnardine? Claud. As fast lock'd up in sleep as guiltless labour
When it lies starkly in the traveller's bones :
He will not wake. Prov.
Who can do good on him ? 70 Well, go, prepare yourself. [Knocking within.] But,
hark, what noise ?
By and by.-
Envelop you, good Provost! Who call'd here of late ? Prov. None, since the curfew rung. Duke. Not Isabel ? Prou.
They will, then, ere't be long. Prov. What comfort is for Claudio. Duke. There's some in hope.
80 Prov. It is a bitter deputy. Duke. Not so, not so; his life is paralleld
Even with the stroke and line of his great justice :
Now are they come.
[Exit Provost. This is a gentle provost : seldom when The steeled gaoler is the friend of men.
[Knocking within. How now ! what noise ? That spirit's possess'd
with haste That wounds the unsisting postern with these strokes.
Arise to let him in : he is calld up.
But he must die to-morrow ?
None, sir, none. Duke. As near the dawning, provost, as it is,
You shall hear more ere morning.
Enter a Messenger.
This is his lordship's man.
note; and by me this further charge, that you
morrow; for, as I take it, it is almost day.
[Exit Messenger. 110 Duke. [Aside] This is his pardon, purchased by such sin
For which the pardoner himself is in.
Now, sir, what news?
remiss in mine office, awakens me with this un-
hath not used it before.
be executed by four of the clock; and in the
let me have Claudio's head sent me by five. Let
What say you to this, sir ?
in the afternoon ?
bred; one that is a prisoner nine years old.
either delivered him to his liberty or executed
Prov. His friends still wrought reprieves for him : 140
and, indeed, his fact, till now in the government
how seems he to be touched ?
fully but as a drunken sleep; careless, reckless,
insensible of mortality, and desperately mortal.
liberty of the prison; give him leave to escape
and showed him a seeming warrant for it : it
hath not moved him at all. Duke. More of him anon. There is written in your 160
brow, provost, honesty and constancy : if I read
me both a present and a dangerous courtesy. 170
limited, and an express command, under penalty,
my instructions may be your guide. Let this
180 Prov. Angelo hath seen them both, and will discover
add to it. Shave the head, and tie the beard ;