Measure for Measure

Measure for Meausure

DRAMATIS PERSONAE

VINCENTIO the Duke. (DUKE VINCENTIO:)
ANGELO Deputy.
ESCALUS an ancient Lord.
CLAUDIO a young gentleman.
LUCIO a fantastic.
Two other gentlemen.
(First Gentleman:)
(Second Gentleman:)
Provost.
PETER (FRIAR PETER:)

THOMAS (FRIAR THOMAS:) |
| two friars.
|
A Justice.
VARRIUS:
ELBOW a simple constable.
FROTH a foolish gentleman.
POMPEY servant to Mistress Overdone.
ABHORSON an executioner.
BARNARDINE a dissolute prisoner.
ISABELLA sister to Claudio.
MARIANA betrothed to Angelo.
JULIET beloved of Claudio.
FRANCISCA a nun.
MISTRESS OVERDONE a bawd.
Lords, Officers, Citizens, Boy, and Attendant.
(Servant:)
(Messenger:)

Scene
Vienna.
Act I

Scene I An apartment in the DUKE'S palace.

[Enter DUKE VINCENTIO, ESCALUS, Lords and
Attendants]
DUKE VINCENTIO Escalus.
ESCALUS My lord.
DUKE VINCENTIO Of government the properties to unfold,
Would seem in me to affect speech and discourse;
Since I am put to know that your own science
Exceeds, in that, the lists of all advice
My strength can give you: then no more remains,
But that to your sufficiency [ ]
[ ] as your Worth is able,
And let them work. The nature of our people,
Our city's institutions, and the terms
For common justice, you're as pregnant in
As art and practise hath enriched any
That we remember. There is our commission,
From which we would not have you warp. Call hither,
I say, bid come before us Angelo.
[Exit an Attendant]
What figure of us think you he will bear?
For you must know, we have with special soul
Elected him our absence to supply,
Lent him our terror, dress'd him with our love,
And given his deputation all the organs
Of our own power: what think you of it?
ESCALUS If any in Vienna be of worth
To undergo such ample grace and honour,
It is Lord Angelo.
DUKE VINCENTIO Look where he comes.
[Enter ANGELO]
ANGELO Always obedient to your grace's will,
I come to know your pleasure.
DUKE VINCENTIO Angelo,
There is a kind of character in thy life,
That to the observer doth thy history
Fully unfold. Thyself and thy belongings
Are not thine own so proper as to waste
Thyself upon thy virtues, they on thee.
Heaven doth with us as we with torches do,
Not light them for themselves; for if our virtues
Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike
As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd
But to fine issues, nor Nature never lends
The smallest scruple of her excellence
But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines
Herself the glory of a creditor,
Both thanks and use. But I do bend my speech
To one that can my part in him advertise;
Hold therefore, Angelo:--
In our remove be thou at full ourself;
Mortality and mercy in Vienna
Live in thy tongue and heart: old Escalus,
Though first in question, is thy secondary.
Take thy commission.
ANGELO Now, good my lord,
Let there be some more test made of my metal,
Before so noble and so great a figure
Be stamp'd upon it.
DUKE VINCENTIO No more evasion:
We have with a leaven'd and prepared choice
Proceeded to you; therefore take your honours.
Our haste from hence is of so quick condition
That it prefers itself and leaves unquestion'd
Matters of needful value. We shall write to you,
As time and our concernings shall importune,
How it goes with us, and do look to know
What doth befall you here. So, fare you well;
To the hopeful execution do I leave you
Of your commissions.
ANGELO Yet give leave, my lord,
That we may bring you something on the way.
DUKE VINCENTIO My haste may not admit it;
Nor need you, on mine honour, have to do
With any scruple; your scope is as mine own
So to enforce or qualify the laws
As to your soul seems good. Give me your hand:
I'll privily away. I love the people,
But do not like to stage me to their eyes:
Through it do well, I do not relish well
Their loud applause and Aves vehement;
Nor do I think the man of safe discretion
That does affect it. Once more, fare you well.
ANGELO The heavens give safety to your purposes!
ESCALUS Lead forth and bring you back in happiness!
DUKE I thank you. Fare you well.
[Exit]
ESCALUS I shall desire you, sir, to give me leave
To have free speech with you; and it concerns me
To look into the bottom of my place:
A power I have, but of what strength and nature
I am not yet instructed.
ANGELO 'Tis so with me. Let us withdraw together,
And we may soon our satisfaction have
Touching that point.
ESCALUS I'll wait upon your honour.
[Exeunt]

Scene II A Street.

[Enter LUCIO and two Gentlemen]
LUCIO If the duke with the other dukes come not to
composition with the King of Hungary, why then all
the dukes fall upon the king.
First Gentleman Heaven grant us its peace, but not the King of
Hungary's!
Second Gentleman Amen.
LUCIO Thou concludest like the sanctimonious pirate, that
went to sea with the Ten Commandments, but scraped
one out of the table.
Second Gentleman 'Thou shalt not steal'?
LUCIO Ay, that he razed.
First Gentleman Why, 'twas a commandment to command the captain and
all the rest from their functions: they 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.
Second Gentleman I never heard any soldier dislike it.
LUCIO I believe thee; for I think thou never wast where
grace was said.
Second Gentleman No? a dozen times at least.
First Gentleman What, in metre?
LUCIO In any proportion or in any language.
First Gentleman 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 Gentleman Well, there went but a pair of shears between us.
LUCIO I grant; as there may between the lists and the
velvet. Thou art the list.
First Gentleman And thou the velvet: thou art good velvet; thou'rt
a three-piled piece, I warrant thee: I had as lief
be a list of an English kersey as be piled, as thou
art piled, 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 Gentleman I think I have done myself wrong, have I not?
Second Gentleman Yes, that thou hast, whether thou art tainted or free.
LUCIO Behold, behold. where Madam Mitigation comes! I
have purchased as many diseases under her roof as come to--
Second Gentleman To what, I pray?
LUCIO Judge.
Second Gentleman To three thousand dolours a year.
First Gentleman Ay, and more.
LUCIO A French crown more.
First Gentleman 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 sound as
things that are hollow: thy bones are hollow;
impiety has made a feast of thee.
[Enter MISTRESS OVERDONE]
First Gentleman How now! which of your hips has the most profound sciatica?
MISTRESS OVERDONE Well, well; there's one yonder arrested and carried
to prison was worth five thousand of you all.
Second Gentleman Who's that, I pray thee?
MISTRESS OVERDONE Marry, sir, that's Claudio, Signior Claudio.
First Gentleman Claudio to prison? 'tis not so.
MISTRESS OVERDONE Nay, but I know 'tis so: I saw him arrested, saw
him carried away; and, which is more, within these
three days his head to be chopped off.
LUCIO But, after all this fooling, I would not have it so.
Art thou sure of this?
MISTRESS OVERDONE I am too sure 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
promise-keeping.
Second Gentleman Besides, you know, it draws something near to the
speech we had to such a purpose.
First Gentleman But, most of all, agreeing with the proclamation.
LUCIO Away! let's go learn the truth of it.
[Exeunt LUCIO and Gentlemen]
MISTRESS OVERDONE Thus, what with the war, what with the sweat, what
with the gallows and what with poverty, I am
custom-shrunk.
[Enter POMPEY]
How now! what's the news with you?
POMPEY Yonder man is carried to prison.
MISTRESS OVERDONE Well; what has he done?
POMPEY A woman.
MISTRESS OVERDONE But what's his offence?
POMPEY Groping for trouts in a peculiar river.
MISTRESS OVERDONE What, is there a maid with child by him?
POMPEY No, but there's a woman with maid by him. You have
not heard of the proclamation, have you?
MISTRESS OVERDONE What proclamation, man?
POMPEY All houses in the suburbs of Vienna must be plucked down.
MISTRESS OVERDONE And what shall become of those in the city?
POMPEY They shall stand for seed: they had gone down too,
but that a wise burgher put in for them.
MISTRESS OVERDONE But shall all our houses of resort in the suburbs be
pulled down?
POMPEY To the ground, mistress.
MISTRESS OVERDONE Why, here's a change indeed in the commonwealth!
What shall become of me?
POMPEY Come; fear you not: 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 considered.
MISTRESS OVERDONE What's to do here, Thomas tapster? let's withdraw.
POMPEY Here comes Signior Claudio, led by the provost to
prison; and there's Madam Juliet.
[Exeunt]
[Enter Provost, CLAUDIO, JULIET, and Officers]
CLAUDIO Fellow, why dost thou show me thus to the world?
Bear me to prison, where I am committed.
Provost I do it not in evil disposition,
But from Lord Angelo by special charge.
CLAUDIO Thus can the demigod 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, so; yet still 'tis just.
[Re-enter LUCIO and two Gentlemen]
LUCIO Why, how now, Claudio! whence comes this restraint?
CLAUDIO From too much liberty, my Lucio, liberty:
As surfeit is the father of much fast,
So every scope by the immoderate 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 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, Claudio?
CLAUDIO What but to speak of would offend again.
LUCIO What, is't murder?
CLAUDIO No.
LUCIO Lechery?
CLAUDIO Call it so.
Provost Away, sir! you must go.
CLAUDIO One word, good friend. Lucio, a word with you.
LUCIO A hundred, if they'll do you any good.
Is lechery so look'd after?
CLAUDIO Thus stands it with me: upon a true contract
I got possession of Julietta's bed:
You know the lady; she is fast my wife,
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 stealth of our most mutual entertainment
With character too gross is writ on Juliet.
LUCIO With child, perhaps?
CLAUDIO Unhappily, even so.
And the new deputy now for the duke--
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, lets it straight feel the spur;
Whether the tyranny be in his place,
Or in his emmence that fills it up,
I stagger in:--but this new governor
Awakes me all the enrolled penalties
Which have, like unscour'd armour, hung by the wall
So long that nineteen zodiacs have gone round
And none of them been worn; and, for a name,
Now puts the drowsy and neglected act
Freshly on me: 'tis surely for a name.
LUCIO I warrant it is: and thy head stands so tickle on
thy shoulders that a milkmaid, if she be in love,
may sigh it off. Send after the duke and appeal to
him.
CLAUDIO I have done so, but he's not to be found.
I prithee, Lucio, do me this kind service:
This day my sister should the cloister enter
And there receive her approbation:
Acquaint her with the danger of my state:
Implore her, in my voice, that she make friends
To the strict deputy; bid herself assay him:
I have great hope in that; for in her youth
There is a prone and speechless dialect,
Such as move men; beside, she hath prosperous art
When she will play with reason and discourse,
And well she can persuade.
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, who I
would be sorry should be thus foolishly lost at a
game of tick-tack. I'll to her.
CLAUDIO I thank you, good friend Lucio.
LUCIO Within two hours.
CLAUDIO Come, officer, away!
[Exeunt]

Scene III A monastery.

[Enter DUKE VINCENTIO and FRIAR THOMAS]
DUKE VINCENTIO No, holy father; throw away that thought;
Believe not that the dribbling dart of love
Can pierce a complete bosom. Why I desire thee
To give me secret harbour, hath a purpose
More grave and wrinkled than the aims and ends
Of burning youth.
FRIAR THOMAS May your grace speak of it?
DUKE VINCENTIO My holy sir, none better knows than you
How I have ever loved the life removed
And held in idle price to haunt assemblies
Where youth, and cost, and witless bravery keeps.
I have deliver'd to Lord Angelo,
A man of stricture and firm abstinence,
My absolute power and place here in Vienna,
And he supposes me travell'd to Poland;
For so I have strew'd it in the common ear,
And so it is received. Now, pious sir,
You will demand of me why I do this?
FRIAR THOMAS Gladly, my lord.
DUKE VINCENTIO We have strict statutes and most biting laws.
The needful bits and curbs to headstrong weeds,
Which for this nineteen years we have let slip;
Even like an o'ergrown lion in a cave,
That goes not out to prey. Now, as fond fathers,
Having bound up the threatening twigs of birch,
Only to stick it in their children's sight
For terror, not to use, in time the rod
Becomes more mock'd than fear'd; so our decrees,
Dead to infliction, to themselves are dead;
And liberty plucks justice by the nose;
The baby beats the nurse, and quite athwart
Goes all decorum.
FRIAR THOMAS It rested in your grace
To unloose this tied-up justice when you pleased:
And it in you more dreadful would have seem'd
Than in Lord Angelo.
DUKE VINCENTIO I do fear, too dreadful:
Sith 'twas my fault to give the people scope,
'Twould be my tyranny to strike and gall them
For what I bid them do: for we bid this be done,
When evil deeds have their permissive pass
And not the punishment. Therefore indeed, my father,
I have on Angelo imposed the office;
Who may, in the ambush of my name, strike home,
And yet my nature never in the fight
To do in slander. And to behold his sway,
I will, as 'twere a brother of your order,
Visit both prince and people: therefore, I prithee,
Supply me with the habit and instruct me
How I may formally in person bear me
Like a true friar. More reasons for this action
At our more leisure shall I render you;
Only, this one: Lord Angelo is precise;
Stands at a guard with envy; scarce confesses
That his blood flows, or that his appetite
Is more to bread than stone: hence shall we see,
If power change purpose, what our seemers be.
[Exeunt]

Scene IV A nunnery.

[Enter ISABELLA and FRANCISCA]
ISABELLA And have you nuns no farther privileges?
FRANCISCA Are not these large enough?
ISABELLA Yes, truly; I speak not as desiring more;
But rather wishing a more strict restraint
Upon the sisterhood, the votarists of Saint Clare.
LUCIO [Within] Ho! Peace be in this place!
ISABELLA Who's that which calls?
FRANCISCA It is a man's voice. Gentle Isabella,
Turn you the key, and know his business of him;
You may, I may not; you are yet unsworn.
When you have vow'd, you must not speak with men
But in the presence of the prioress:
Then, if you speak, you must not show your face,
Or, if you show your face, you must not speak.
He calls again; I pray you, answer him.
[Exit]
ISABELLA Peace and prosperity! Who is't that calls
[Enter LUCIO]
LUCIO Hail, virgin, if you be, as those cheek-roses
Proclaim you are no less! Can you so stead me
As bring me to the sight of Isabella,
A novice of this place and the fair sister
To her unhappy brother Claudio?
ISABELLA Why 'her unhappy brother'? let me ask,
The rather for I now must make you know
I am that Isabella and his sister.
LUCIO Gentle and fair, your brother kindly greets you:
Not to be weary with you, he's in prison.
ISABELLA Woe me! for what?
LUCIO For that which, if myself might be his judge,
He should receive his punishment in thanks:
He hath got his friend with child.
ISABELLA Sir, make me not your story.
LUCIO It is true.
I would not--though 'tis my familiar sin
With maids to seem the lapwing and to jest,
Tongue far from heart--play with all virgins so:
I hold you as a thing ensky'd and sainted.
By your renouncement an immortal spirit,
And to be talk'd with in sincerity,
As with a saint.
ISABELLA You do blaspheme the good in mocking me.
LUCIO Do not believe it. Fewness and truth, 'tis thus:
Your brother and his lover have embraced:
As those that feed grow full, as blossoming time
That from the seedness the bare fallow brings
To teeming foison, even so her plenteous womb
Expresseth his full tilth and husbandry.
ISABELLA Some one with child by him? My cousin Juliet?
LUCIO Is she your cousin?
ISABELLA Adoptedly; as school-maids change their names
By vain though apt affection.
LUCIO She it is.
ISABELLA O, let him marry her.
LUCIO This is the point.
The duke is very strangely gone from hence;
Bore many gentlemen, myself being one,
In hand and hope of action: but we do learn
By those that know the very nerves of state,
His givings-out were of an infinite distance
From his true-meant design. Upon his place,
And with full line of his authority,
Governs Lord Angelo; a man whose blood
Is very snow-broth; one who never feels
The wanton stings and motions of the sense,
But doth rebate and blunt his natural edge
With profits of the mind, study and fast.
He--to give fear to use and liberty,
Which have for long run by the hideous law,
As mice by lions--hath pick'd out an act,
Under whose heavy sense your brother's life
Falls into forfeit: he arrests him on it;
And follows close the rigour of the statute,
To make him an example. All hope is gone,
Unless you have the grace by your fair prayer
To soften Angelo: and that's my pith of business
'Twixt you and your poor brother.
ISABELLA Doth he so seek his life?
LUCIO Has censured him
Already; and, as I hear, the provost hath
A warrant for his execution.
ISABELLA Alas! what poor ability's in me
To do him good?
LUCIO Assay the power you have.
ISABELLA My power? Alas, I doubt--
LUCIO Our doubts are traitors
And make us lose the good we oft might win
By fearing to attempt. Go to Lord Angelo,
And let him learn to know, when maidens sue,
Men give like gods; but when they weep and kneel,
All their petitions are as freely theirs
As they themselves would owe them.
ISABELLA I'll see what I can do.
LUCIO But speedily.
ISABELLA I will about it straight;
No longer staying but to give the mother
Notice of my affair. I humbly thank you:
Commend me to my brother: soon at night
I'll send him certain word of my success.
LUCIO I take my leave of you.
ISABELLA Good sir, adieu.
[Exeunt]

Next Act

VINCENTIO	the Duke. (DUKE VINCENTIO:)
ANGELO	Deputy.
ESCALUS	an ancient Lord.
CLAUDIO	a young gentleman.
LUCIO	a fantastic.
	Two other gentlemen. (First Gentleman:) (Second Gentleman:) Provost.
PETER (FRIAR PETER:) THOMAS (FRIAR THOMAS:)	\| \| two friars. \|
	A Justice.
VARRIUS:
ELBOW	a simple constable.
FROTH	a foolish gentleman.
POMPEY	servant to Mistress Overdone.
ABHORSON	an executioner.
BARNARDINE	a dissolute prisoner.
ISABELLA	sister to Claudio.
MARIANA	betrothed to Angelo.
JULIET	beloved of Claudio.
FRANCISCA	a nun.
MISTRESS OVERDONE	a bawd.
	Lords, Officers, Citizens, Boy, and Attendant. (Servant:) (Messenger:)

	[Enter DUKE VINCENTIO, ESCALUS, Lords and Attendants]
DUKE VINCENTIO	Escalus.
ESCALUS	My lord.
DUKE VINCENTIO	Of government the properties to unfold, Would seem in me to affect speech and discourse; Since I am put to know that your own science Exceeds, in that, the lists of all advice My strength can give you: then no more remains, But that to your sufficiency [ ] [ ] as your Worth is able, And let them work. The nature of our people, Our city's institutions, and the terms For common justice, you're as pregnant in As art and practise hath enriched any That we remember. There is our commission, From which we would not have you warp. Call hither, I say, bid come before us Angelo.
	[Exit an Attendant]
	What figure of us think you he will bear? For you must know, we have with special soul Elected him our absence to supply, Lent him our terror, dress'd him with our love, And given his deputation all the organs Of our own power: what think you of it?
ESCALUS	If any in Vienna be of worth To undergo such ample grace and honour, It is Lord Angelo.
DUKE VINCENTIO	Look where he comes.
	[Enter ANGELO]
ANGELO	Always obedient to your grace's will, I come to know your pleasure.
DUKE VINCENTIO	Angelo, There is a kind of character in thy life, That to the observer doth thy history Fully unfold. Thyself and thy belongings Are not thine own so proper as to waste Thyself upon thy virtues, they on thee. Heaven doth with us as we with torches do, Not light them for themselves; for if our virtues Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd But to fine issues, nor Nature never lends The smallest scruple of her excellence But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines Herself the glory of a creditor, Both thanks and use. But I do bend my speech To one that can my part in him advertise; Hold therefore, Angelo:-- In our remove be thou at full ourself; Mortality and mercy in Vienna Live in thy tongue and heart: old Escalus, Though first in question, is thy secondary. Take thy commission.
ANGELO	Now, good my lord, Let there be some more test made of my metal, Before so noble and so great a figure Be stamp'd upon it.
DUKE VINCENTIO	No more evasion: We have with a leaven'd and prepared choice Proceeded to you; therefore take your honours. Our haste from hence is of so quick condition That it prefers itself and leaves unquestion'd Matters of needful value. We shall write to you, As time and our concernings shall importune, How it goes with us, and do look to know What doth befall you here. So, fare you well; To the hopeful execution do I leave you Of your commissions.
ANGELO	Yet give leave, my lord, That we may bring you something on the way.
DUKE VINCENTIO	My haste may not admit it; Nor need you, on mine honour, have to do With any scruple; your scope is as mine own So to enforce or qualify the laws As to your soul seems good. Give me your hand: I'll privily away. I love the people, But do not like to stage me to their eyes: Through it do well, I do not relish well Their loud applause and Aves vehement; Nor do I think the man of safe discretion That does affect it. Once more, fare you well.
ANGELO	The heavens give safety to your purposes!
ESCALUS	Lead forth and bring you back in happiness!
DUKE	I thank you. Fare you well.
	[Exit]
ESCALUS	I shall desire you, sir, to give me leave To have free speech with you; and it concerns me To look into the bottom of my place: A power I have, but of what strength and nature I am not yet instructed.
ANGELO	'Tis so with me. Let us withdraw together, And we may soon our satisfaction have Touching that point.
ESCALUS	I'll wait upon your honour.
	[Exeunt]

	[Enter LUCIO and two Gentlemen]
LUCIO	If the duke with the other dukes come not to composition with the King of Hungary, why then all the dukes fall upon the king.
First Gentleman	Heaven grant us its peace, but not the King of Hungary's!
Second Gentleman	Amen.
LUCIO	Thou concludest like the sanctimonious pirate, that went to sea with the Ten Commandments, but scraped one out of the table.
Second Gentleman	'Thou shalt not steal'?
LUCIO	Ay, that he razed.
First Gentleman	Why, 'twas a commandment to command the captain and all the rest from their functions: they 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.
Second Gentleman	I never heard any soldier dislike it.
LUCIO	I believe thee; for I think thou never wast where grace was said.
Second Gentleman	No? a dozen times at least.
First Gentleman	What, in metre?
LUCIO	In any proportion or in any language.
First Gentleman	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 Gentleman	Well, there went but a pair of shears between us.
LUCIO	I grant; as there may between the lists and the velvet. Thou art the list.
First Gentleman	And thou the velvet: thou art good velvet; thou'rt a three-piled piece, I warrant thee: I had as lief be a list of an English kersey as be piled, as thou art piled, 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 Gentleman	I think I have done myself wrong, have I not?
Second Gentleman	Yes, that thou hast, whether thou art tainted or free.
LUCIO	Behold, behold. where Madam Mitigation comes! I have purchased as many diseases under her roof as come to--
Second Gentleman	To what, I pray?
LUCIO	Judge.
Second Gentleman	To three thousand dolours a year.
First Gentleman	Ay, and more.
LUCIO	A French crown more.
First Gentleman	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 sound as things that are hollow: thy bones are hollow; impiety has made a feast of thee.
	[Enter MISTRESS OVERDONE]
First Gentleman	How now! which of your hips has the most profound sciatica?
MISTRESS OVERDONE	Well, well; there's one yonder arrested and carried to prison was worth five thousand of you all.
Second Gentleman	Who's that, I pray thee?
MISTRESS OVERDONE	Marry, sir, that's Claudio, Signior Claudio.
First Gentleman	Claudio to prison? 'tis not so.
MISTRESS OVERDONE	Nay, but I know 'tis so: I saw him arrested, saw him carried away; and, which is more, within these three days his head to be chopped off.
LUCIO	But, after all this fooling, I would not have it so. Art thou sure of this?
MISTRESS OVERDONE	I am too sure 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 promise-keeping.
Second Gentleman	Besides, you know, it draws something near to the speech we had to such a purpose.
First Gentleman	But, most of all, agreeing with the proclamation.
LUCIO	Away! let's go learn the truth of it.
	[Exeunt LUCIO and Gentlemen]
MISTRESS OVERDONE	Thus, what with the war, what with the sweat, what with the gallows and what with poverty, I am custom-shrunk.
	[Enter POMPEY]
	How now! what's the news with you?
POMPEY	Yonder man is carried to prison.
MISTRESS OVERDONE	Well; what has he done?
POMPEY	A woman.
MISTRESS OVERDONE	But what's his offence?
POMPEY	Groping for trouts in a peculiar river.
MISTRESS OVERDONE	What, is there a maid with child by him?
POMPEY	No, but there's a woman with maid by him. You have not heard of the proclamation, have you?
MISTRESS OVERDONE	What proclamation, man?
POMPEY	All houses in the suburbs of Vienna must be plucked down.
MISTRESS OVERDONE	And what shall become of those in the city?
POMPEY	They shall stand for seed: they had gone down too, but that a wise burgher put in for them.
MISTRESS OVERDONE	But shall all our houses of resort in the suburbs be pulled down?
POMPEY	To the ground, mistress.
MISTRESS OVERDONE	Why, here's a change indeed in the commonwealth! What shall become of me?
POMPEY	Come; fear you not: 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 considered.
MISTRESS OVERDONE	What's to do here, Thomas tapster? let's withdraw.
POMPEY	Here comes Signior Claudio, led by the provost to prison; and there's Madam Juliet.
	[Exeunt]
	[Enter Provost, CLAUDIO, JULIET, and Officers]
CLAUDIO	Fellow, why dost thou show me thus to the world? Bear me to prison, where I am committed.
Provost	I do it not in evil disposition, But from Lord Angelo by special charge.
CLAUDIO	Thus can the demigod 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, so; yet still 'tis just.
	[Re-enter LUCIO and two Gentlemen]
LUCIO	Why, how now, Claudio! whence comes this restraint?
CLAUDIO	From too much liberty, my Lucio, liberty: As surfeit is the father of much fast, So every scope by the immoderate 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 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, Claudio?
CLAUDIO	What but to speak of would offend again.
LUCIO	What, is't murder?
CLAUDIO	No.
LUCIO	Lechery?
CLAUDIO	Call it so.
Provost	Away, sir! you must go.
CLAUDIO	One word, good friend. Lucio, a word with you.
LUCIO	A hundred, if they'll do you any good. Is lechery so look'd after?
CLAUDIO	Thus stands it with me: upon a true contract I got possession of Julietta's bed: You know the lady; she is fast my wife, 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 stealth of our most mutual entertainment With character too gross is writ on Juliet.
LUCIO	With child, perhaps?
CLAUDIO	Unhappily, even so. And the new deputy now for the duke-- 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, lets it straight feel the spur; Whether the tyranny be in his place, Or in his emmence that fills it up, I stagger in:--but this new governor Awakes me all the enrolled penalties Which have, like unscour'd armour, hung by the wall So long that nineteen zodiacs have gone round And none of them been worn; and, for a name, Now puts the drowsy and neglected act Freshly on me: 'tis surely for a name.
LUCIO	I warrant it is: and thy head stands so tickle on thy shoulders that a milkmaid, if she be in love, may sigh it off. Send after the duke and appeal to him.
CLAUDIO	I have done so, but he's not to be found. I prithee, Lucio, do me this kind service: This day my sister should the cloister enter And there receive her approbation: Acquaint her with the danger of my state: Implore her, in my voice, that she make friends To the strict deputy; bid herself assay him: I have great hope in that; for in her youth There is a prone and speechless dialect, Such as move men; beside, she hath prosperous art When she will play with reason and discourse, And well she can persuade.
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, who I would be sorry should be thus foolishly lost at a game of tick-tack. I'll to her.
CLAUDIO	I thank you, good friend Lucio.
LUCIO	Within two hours.
CLAUDIO	Come, officer, away!
	[Exeunt]

	[Enter DUKE VINCENTIO and FRIAR THOMAS]
DUKE VINCENTIO	No, holy father; throw away that thought; Believe not that the dribbling dart of love Can pierce a complete bosom. Why I desire thee To give me secret harbour, hath a purpose More grave and wrinkled than the aims and ends Of burning youth.
FRIAR THOMAS	May your grace speak of it?
DUKE VINCENTIO	My holy sir, none better knows than you How I have ever loved the life removed And held in idle price to haunt assemblies Where youth, and cost, and witless bravery keeps. I have deliver'd to Lord Angelo, A man of stricture and firm abstinence, My absolute power and place here in Vienna, And he supposes me travell'd to Poland; For so I have strew'd it in the common ear, And so it is received. Now, pious sir, You will demand of me why I do this?
FRIAR THOMAS	Gladly, my lord.
DUKE VINCENTIO	We have strict statutes and most biting laws. The needful bits and curbs to headstrong weeds, Which for this nineteen years we have let slip; Even like an o'ergrown lion in a cave, That goes not out to prey. Now, as fond fathers, Having bound up the threatening twigs of birch, Only to stick it in their children's sight For terror, not to use, in time the rod Becomes more mock'd than fear'd; so our decrees, Dead to infliction, to themselves are dead; And liberty plucks justice by the nose; The baby beats the nurse, and quite athwart Goes all decorum.
FRIAR THOMAS	It rested in your grace To unloose this tied-up justice when you pleased: And it in you more dreadful would have seem'd Than in Lord Angelo.
DUKE VINCENTIO	I do fear, too dreadful: Sith 'twas my fault to give the people scope, 'Twould be my tyranny to strike and gall them For what I bid them do: for we bid this be done, When evil deeds have their permissive pass And not the punishment. Therefore indeed, my father, I have on Angelo imposed the office; Who may, in the ambush of my name, strike home, And yet my nature never in the fight To do in slander. And to behold his sway, I will, as 'twere a brother of your order, Visit both prince and people: therefore, I prithee, Supply me with the habit and instruct me How I may formally in person bear me Like a true friar. More reasons for this action At our more leisure shall I render you; Only, this one: Lord Angelo is precise; Stands at a guard with envy; scarce confesses That his blood flows, or that his appetite Is more to bread than stone: hence shall we see, If power change purpose, what our seemers be.
	[Exeunt]

	[Enter ISABELLA and FRANCISCA]
ISABELLA	And have you nuns no farther privileges?
FRANCISCA	Are not these large enough?
ISABELLA	Yes, truly; I speak not as desiring more; But rather wishing a more strict restraint Upon the sisterhood, the votarists of Saint Clare.
LUCIO	[Within] Ho! Peace be in this place!
ISABELLA	Who's that which calls?
FRANCISCA	It is a man's voice. Gentle Isabella, Turn you the key, and know his business of him; You may, I may not; you are yet unsworn. When you have vow'd, you must not speak with men But in the presence of the prioress: Then, if you speak, you must not show your face, Or, if you show your face, you must not speak. He calls again; I pray you, answer him.
	[Exit]
ISABELLA	Peace and prosperity! Who is't that calls
	[Enter LUCIO]
LUCIO	Hail, virgin, if you be, as those cheek-roses Proclaim you are no less! Can you so stead me As bring me to the sight of Isabella, A novice of this place and the fair sister To her unhappy brother Claudio?
ISABELLA	Why 'her unhappy brother'? let me ask, The rather for I now must make you know I am that Isabella and his sister.
LUCIO	Gentle and fair, your brother kindly greets you: Not to be weary with you, he's in prison.
ISABELLA	Woe me! for what?
LUCIO	For that which, if myself might be his judge, He should receive his punishment in thanks: He hath got his friend with child.
ISABELLA	Sir, make me not your story.
LUCIO	It is true. I would not--though 'tis my familiar sin With maids to seem the lapwing and to jest, Tongue far from heart--play with all virgins so: I hold you as a thing ensky'd and sainted. By your renouncement an immortal spirit, And to be talk'd with in sincerity, As with a saint.
ISABELLA	You do blaspheme the good in mocking me.
LUCIO	Do not believe it. Fewness and truth, 'tis thus: Your brother and his lover have embraced: As those that feed grow full, as blossoming time That from the seedness the bare fallow brings To teeming foison, even so her plenteous womb Expresseth his full tilth and husbandry.
ISABELLA	Some one with child by him? My cousin Juliet?
LUCIO	Is she your cousin?
ISABELLA	Adoptedly; as school-maids change their names By vain though apt affection.
LUCIO	She it is.
ISABELLA	O, let him marry her.
LUCIO	This is the point. The duke is very strangely gone from hence; Bore many gentlemen, myself being one, In hand and hope of action: but we do learn By those that know the very nerves of state, His givings-out were of an infinite distance From his true-meant design. Upon his place, And with full line of his authority, Governs Lord Angelo; a man whose blood Is very snow-broth; one who never feels The wanton stings and motions of the sense, But doth rebate and blunt his natural edge With profits of the mind, study and fast. He--to give fear to use and liberty, Which have for long run by the hideous law, As mice by lions--hath pick'd out an act, Under whose heavy sense your brother's life Falls into forfeit: he arrests him on it; And follows close the rigour of the statute, To make him an example. All hope is gone, Unless you have the grace by your fair prayer To soften Angelo: and that's my pith of business 'Twixt you and your poor brother.
ISABELLA	Doth he so seek his life?
LUCIO	Has censured him Already; and, as I hear, the provost hath A warrant for his execution.
ISABELLA	Alas! what poor ability's in me To do him good?
LUCIO	Assay the power you have.
ISABELLA	My power? Alas, I doubt--
LUCIO	Our doubts are traitors And make us lose the good we oft might win By fearing to attempt. Go to Lord Angelo, And let him learn to know, when maidens sue, Men give like gods; but when they weep and kneel, All their petitions are as freely theirs As they themselves would owe them.
ISABELLA	I'll see what I can do.
LUCIO	But speedily.
ISABELLA	I will about it straight; No longer staying but to give the mother Notice of my affair. I humbly thank you: Commend me to my brother: soon at night I'll send him certain word of my success.
LUCIO	I take my leave of you.
ISABELLA	Good sir, adieu.
	[Exeunt]