LUCIO. I pray, fhe may: as well for the encouragement of the like, which elfe would stand under grievous impofition; as for the enjoying of thy life, who I would be forry should be thus foolishly loft at a game of tick-tack. I'll to her. CLAUD. I thank you, good friend Lucio. LUCIO. Within two hours, CLAUD. Come, officer, away. SCENE IV. A Monaftery. Enter DUKE and Friar THOMAS. [Exeunt: DUKE. No; holy father; throw away that thought; FRI. May your grace speak of it? DUKE. My holy fir, none better knows than you And held in idle price to haunt affemblies, (A man of stricture, and firm abftinence,) My abfolute power and place here in Vienna, You will demand of me, why I do this? FRI. Gladly, my lord. DUKE. We have ftrict ftatutes, and most biting laws, (The needful bits and curbs for head-strong steeds,) Which for these fourteen years we have let fleep; Even like an o'er-grown lion in a cave, That goes not out to prey: Now, as fond fathers the threat'ning twigs of birch, Having bound up Only to stick it in their children's fight, For terror, not to use; in time the rod Becomes more mock'd, than fear'd: fo our decrees, And liberty plucks juftice by the nose; FRI. It rested in your grace To unloose this tied-up juftice, when you pleas'd: DUKE. 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 permiffive pass, And not the punishment. Therefore, indeed, my father, Who may, in the ambush of my name, ftrike home, To do it flander: And to behold his fway, I will, as 'twere a brother of your order, Vifit both prince and people: therefore, I pr'ythee, Like a true friar. More reafons for this action, VOL. I. U u Is more to bread than ftone: Hence fhall we fee, If power change purpose, what our feemers be. [Exeunt. SCENE V. A Nunnery. Enter ISABELLA and FRANCISCA. ISAB. And have you nuns no further privileges? ISAB. Yes, truly: I fpeak not as defiring more; But rather wishing a more strict restraint Upon the fifter-hood, the votarifts of faint Clare. ISAB. Who's that which calls? FRAN. It is a man's voice; Gentle Isabella, [Within. Turn you the key, and know his business of him; Then, if you speak, you must not show your face; He calls again; I pray you, answer him. [Exit FRANCISCA. Enter LUCIO, LUCIO. Hail, virgin, if you be; as thofe cheek-rofes Proclaim you are no lefs! Can you As bring me to the fight of Ifabella, fo ftead me, A novice of this place, and the fair fifter To her unhappy brother Claudio ? ISAB. Why her unhappy brother? let me afk; The rather, for I now must make you know I am that Isabella, and his fifter. LUCIO. Gentle and fair, your brother kindly greets you: Not to be weary with you, he's in prison. ISAB. 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. ISAB. Sir, make me not your ftory. LUCIO. It is true. I would not-though 'tis my familiar fin As with a faint. ISAB. You do blafpheme the good, in mocking me. LUCIO. Do not believe it. Fewness and truth, 'tis thus : Your brother and his lover have embrac'd: As those that feed grow full; as bloffoming time, ISAB. Some one with child by him?-My coufin Juliet? ISAB. Adoptedly; as fchool-maids change their names, By vain though apt affection. LUCIO. She it is. ISAB. O, let him marry her! LUCIO. This is the point. The duke is very ftrangely gone from hence; Governs lord Angelo; a man, whose blood Which have, for long, run by the hideous law, And follows clofe the rigour of the ftatute, fair To foften Angelo: and that's my pith prayer Of business 'twixt you and your poor brother, ISAB. Doth he fo feek his life? LUCIO. Has cenfur'd him Already; and, as I hear, the provoft hath A warrant for his execution. ISAB. Alas! what poor ability's in me To do him good? LUCIO. Aflay the power you have. ISAB. My power! Alas! I doubt,— And make us lofe the good we oft might win, As they themselves would owe them. LUCIO. But, fpeedily. ISAB. I will about it ftraight; |