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Good husband, let us every one go home,
Let it be so. Sir John,
SCENE 1. An apartment in the DUKE's palace.
Enter DUKE, ESCALUS, LORDS and Attendants. Duke. Escalus.
Escal. My lord.
Duke. Of government the properties to unfold,
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 practice hath enriched any
That we remember. There is our commission,
[Exit an Attendant.
What figure of us think you he will bear?
Lent him our terror, dress'd him with our love,
Look where he comes.
Ang. Always obedient to your grace's will, I come to know your pleasure.
Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike
As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely touch'd
But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines
Both thanks and use. But I do bend my speech
Hold therefore, Angelo :
In our remove be thou at full ourself;
Live in thy tongue and heart: old Escalus,
Now, good my lord,
How it goes with us, and do look to know
Yet give leave, my lord,
Nor need you, on mine honour, have to do
As to your soul seems good. Give me your hand :
But do not like to stage me to their eyes:
Escal. 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
Ang. 'Tis so with me. Let us withdraw together,
Escal. I'll wait upon your honour.
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 Gent. Heaven grant us its peace, but not the King of Hungary's!
Sec. Gent. Amen.
Lucio. Thou concludest like the sanctimonious pirate, that went to sea with the Ten Commandments, but scraped one out of the table.
Sec. Gent. "Thou shalt not steal"?
Lucio. Ay, that he razed.
First Gent. 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.
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 be
Lucio. I grant; as there may between the lists and the velvet. Thou art the list. 31
First Gent. 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. 40
First Gent. I think I have done myself wrong, have I not?
Sec. Gent. 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
Sec. Gent. To what, I pray?
Sec. Gent. To three thousand dolours a year.
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.
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 Gent. How now! which of your hips has the most profound sciatica ?
Mrs. Ov. Well, well; there's one yonder arrested and carried to prison was worth five thousand of you all.