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tice, they should exhibit their petitions in the street? Escal. He shows his reason for that: to have a despatch of complaints; and to deliver us from devices hereafter, which shall then have no power to stand against us.
Ang. Well, I beseech you, let it be proclaim'd: Betimes i' the morn, I'll call you at your house: Give notice to such men of sort and suit,1 As are to meet him.
Escal. I shall, sir: fare you well. [Exit. Ang. Good night.—
This deed unshapes me quite, makes me unpreg
And dull to all proceedings. A deflower'd maid!
For my authority bears a credent3 bulk,
With ransom of such shame. 'Would yet he
Alack, when once our grace we have forgot,
(1) Figure and rank.
(2) Calls, challenges her to do it. (3) Credit unquestionable.
The matter being afoot, keep your instruction,
It shall be speeded well. [Exit Friar.
Duke. I thank thee, Varrius; thou hast made good haste:
Come, we will walk : There's other of our friends Will greet us here anon, my gentle Varrius. [Exe.
SCENE VI-Street near the city gate. Enter Isabella and Mariana.
Isab. To speak so indirectly, I am loath; I would say the truth; but to accuse him so, That is your part: yet I'm advis'd to do it; He says, to veil full2 purpose.
Be rul'd by him. Isab. Besides, he tells me, that, if peradventure He speak against me on the adverse side,
I should not think it strange: for 'tis a physic,
Mari. I would, friar Peter,-
O, peace; the friar is come. Enter Friar Peter.
F. Peter. Come, I have found you out a stand most fit,
Where you may have such vantage3 on the duke, He shall not pass you: Twice have the trumpets sounded;
The generous and gravest citizens
(1) Start off.
Have hent! the gates, and very near upon
SCENE I-A public place near the city gate. Mariana (veiled,) Isabella, and Peter, at a distance. Enter at opposite doors, Duke, Varrius, Lords; Angelo, Escalus, Lucio, Provost, Officers, and Citizens.
Duke. My very worthy cousin, fairly met :Our old and faithful friend, we are glad to see you. Ang. & Escal. Happy return be to your royal grace!
Duke. Many and hearty thankings to you both. We have made inquiry of you; and we hear Such goodness of your justice, that our soul Cannot but yield you forth to public thanks, Forerunning more requital.
You make my bonds still greater. Duke. O, your desert speaks loud; and I should wrong it,
To lock it in the wards of covert bosom,
Peter and Isabella come forward.
F. Peter. Now is your time; speak loud, and kneel before him.
Isab. Justice, O royal duke! Vail2 your regard
Upon a wrong'd, I'd fain have said, a maid!
Here is lord Angelo shall give you justice;
Isab. O, worthy duke, You bid me seek redemption of the devil: Hear me yourself; for that which I must speak Must either punish me, not being believ'd, Or wring redress from you: hear me, O, hear me,
Ang. My lord, her wits, I fear me, are not firm: She hath been a suitor to me for her brother, Cut off by course of justice.
By course of justice! Ang. And she will speak most bitterly, and strange.
Isab. Most strange, but yet most truly, will I speak:
That Angelo's forsworn; is it not strange?
Nay, ten times strange. Isab. It is not truer he is Angelo, Than this is all as true as it is strange : Nay, it is ten times true; for truth is truth To the end of reckoning,
Duke. Away with her :-Poor soul, She speaks this in the infirmity of sense. Isab. O prince, I conjure thee, as thou believ'st There is another comfort than this world, That thou neglect me not, with that opinion That I am touch'd with madness: make not im
That which but seems unlike: 'tis not impossible,
But one, the wicked'st caitiff on the ground,
In all his dressings, characts, titles, forms,
By mine honesty, If she be mad (as I believe no other,) Her madness hath the oddest frame of sense, Such a dependency of thing on thing, As e'er I heard in madness.
O, gracious duke, Harp not on that; nor do not banish reason For inequality: but let your reason serve To make the truth appear, where it seems hid; And hide the false, seems true.
Many that are not mad, Have, sure, more lack of reason.-What would you say?
Isab. I am the sister of one Claudio,
That's I, an't like your grace: I came to her from Claudio, and desir'd her To try her gracious fortune with lord Angelo, For her poor brother's pardon.
That's he indeed.
Duke. You were not bid to speak.
No, my good lord;
Nor wish'd to hold my peace.
I wish you now then; Pray you, take note of it: and when you have
(1) Habits and characters of office.