Measure for Measure (Folio 1, 1623)
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Measure for Measure.
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220Like Rats that rauyn downe their proper Bane,
¶A thirsty euill, and when we drinke, we die.
¶Luc. If I could speake so wisely vnder an arrest, I
¶the truth, I had as lief haue the foppery of freedome, as
225the mortality of imprisonment: what's thy offence,
¶Claudio?
¶Cla. What (but to speake of) would offend againe.
¶Luc. What, is't murder?
¶Cla. No.
230Luc. Lecherie?
¶Cla. One word, good friend:
¶Lucio, a word with you.
235Luc. A hundred:
¶If they'll doe you any good: Is Lechery so look'd after?
240Saue that we doe the denunciation lacke
¶Of outward Order. This we came not to,
¶Onely for propogation of a Dowre
¶Remaining in the Coffer of her friends,
¶From whom we thought it meet to hide our Loue
245Till Time had made them for vs. But it chances
¶Luc. With childe, perhaps?
250And the new Deputie, now for the Duke,
¶Whether it be the fault and glimpse of newnes,
¶Or whether that the body publique, be
¶A horse whereon the Gouernor doth ride,
¶Who newly in the Seate, that it may know
¶Whether the Tirranny be in his place,
¶Or in his Eminence that fills it vp
¶I stagger in: But this new Gouernor
¶Awakes me all the inrolled penalties
260Which haue (like vn-scowr'd Armor) hung by th' wall
¶So long, that ninteene Zodiacks haue gone round,
¶And none of them beene worne; and for a name
¶Now puts the drowsie and neglected Act
¶sigh it off: Send after the Duke, and appeale to him.
¶I pre'thee ( Lucio) doe me this kinde seruice :
¶And there receiue her approbation.
¶Acquaint her with the danger of my state,
¶Implore her, in my voice, that she make friends
275I haue great hope in that: for in her youth
280Luc. I pray shee may; aswell for the encouragement
¶position: as for the enioying of thy life, who I would be
¶tacke: Ile to her.
285Cla. I thanke you good friend Lucio.
¶Luc. Within two houres.
¶Cla. Come Officer, away.
Exeunt.
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Scena Quarta.
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290Duk. No: holy Father, throw away that thought,
Enter Duke and Frier Thomas.
¶Beleeue not that the dribling dart of Loue
¶More graue, and wrinkled, then the aimes, and ends
295Of burning youth.
¶Duk. My holy Sir, none better knowes then you
¶How I haue euer lou'd the life remoued
¶I haue deliuerd to Lord Angelo
¶My absolute power, and place here in Vienna,
¶And so it is receiu'd: Now (pious Sir)
¶You will demand of me, why I do this.
¶Fri. Gladly, my Lord.
310(The needfull bits and curbes to headstrong weedes,)
¶Which for this foureteene yeares, we haue let slip,
¶Euen like an ore-growne Lyon in a Caue
¶That goes not out to prey: Now, as fond Fathers,
¶Hauing bound vp the threatning twigs of birch,
¶For terror, not to vse: in time the rod
¶More mock'd, then fear'd: so our Decrees,
¶Dead to infliction, to themselues are dead,
320The Baby beates the Nurse, and quite athwart
¶Goes all decorum.
¶And it in you more dreadfull would haue seem'd
325Then in Lord Angelo.
¶Duk. I doe feare: too dreadfull:
¶Sith 'twas my fault, to giue the people scope,
¶'Twould be my tirrany to strike and gall them,
¶For what I bid them doe: For, we bid this be done
¶And not the punishment: therefore indeede (my father)
¶I haue on Angelo impos'd the office,
¶And yet, my nature neuer in the sight
¶I will, as 'twere a brother of your Order,
¶Visit both Prince, and People: Therefore I pre'thee
¶Supply me with the habit, and instruct me
¶How I may formally in person beare
340Like a true Frier: Moe reasons for this action
¶Onely, this one: Lord Angelo is precise,
¶That his blood flowes: or that his appetite
¶If power change purpose: what our Seemers be.
Exit.
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