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Measure for Measure. 63
220Like Rats that rauyn downe their proper Bane,
221A thirsty euill, and when we drinke, we die.
224the truth, I had as lief haue the foppery of freedome, as
226Claudio?
228Luc. What, is't murder?
229Cla. No.
230Luc. Lecherie?
233Cla. One word, good friend:
234Lucio, a word with you.
235Luc. A hundred:
236If they'll doe you any good: Is Lechery so look'd after?
240Saue that we doe the denunciation lacke
241Of outward Order. This we came not to,
242Onely for propogation of a Dowre
243Remaining in the Coffer of her friends,
244From whom we thought it meet to hide our Loue
245Till Time had made them for vs. But it chances
248Luc. With childe, perhaps?
250And the new Deputie, now for the Duke,
251Whether it be the fault and glimpse of newnes,
252Or whether that the body publique, be
253A horse whereon the Gouernor doth ride,
254Who newly in the Seate, that it may know
256Whether the Tirranny be in his place,
257Or in his Eminence that fills it vp
258I stagger in: But this new Gouernor
259Awakes me all the inrolled penalties
260Which haue (like vn-scowr'd Armor) hung by th' wall
261So long, that ninteene Zodiacks haue gone round,
262And none of them beene worne; and for a name
269I pre'thee ( Lucio) doe me this kinde seruice :
271And there receiue her approbation.
272Acquaint her with the danger of my state,
273Implore her, in my voice, that she make friends
275I haue great hope in that: for in her youth
282position: as for the enioying of thy life, who I would be
284tacke: Ile to her.
285Cla. I thanke you good friend Lucio.
286Luc. Within two houres.
288Scena Quarta.
289Enter Duke and Frier Thomas.
290Duk. No: holy Father, throw away that thought,
291Beleeue not that the dribling dart of Loue
294More graue, and wrinkled, then the aimes, and ends
295Of burning youth.
297Duk. My holy Sir, none better knowes then you
298How I haue euer lou'd the life remoued
299And held in idle price, to haunt assemblies
301I haue deliuerd to Lord Angelo
303My absolute power, and place here in Vienna,
306And so it is receiu'd: Now (pious Sir)
307You will demand of me, why I do this.
308Fri. Gladly, my Lord.
310(The needfull bits and curbes to headstrong weedes,)
311Which for this foureteene yeares, we haue let slip,
312Euen like an ore-growne Lyon in a Caue
313That goes not out to prey: Now, as fond Fathers,
314Hauing bound vp the threatning twigs of birch,
316For terror, not to vse: in time the rod
317More mock'd, then fear'd: so our Decrees,
320The Baby beates the Nurse, and quite athwart
321Goes all decorum.
324And it in you more dreadfull would haue seem'd
325Then in Lord Angelo.
326Duk. I doe feare: too dreadfull:
327Sith 'twas my fault, to giue the people scope,
328'Twould be my tirrany to strike and gall them,
329For what I bid them doe: For, we bid this be done
331And not the punishment: therefore indeede (my father)
332I haue on Angelo impos'd the office,
334And yet, my nature neuer in the sight
336I will, as 'twere a brother of your Order,
337Visit both Prince, and People: Therefore I pre'thee
339How I may formally in person beare
342Onely, this one: Lord Angelo is precise,
344That his blood flowes: or that his appetite
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