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MEASURE FOR MEASURE  5.1

The city gate.

[MARIANA veiled, ISABELLA, and FRIAR PETER, at their
stand. Enter DUKE VINCENTIO, VARRIUS, Lords,
ANGELO, ESCALUS, LUCIO, Provost, Officers, and
Citizens, at several doors]

DUKE VINCENTIO My very worthy cousin, fairly met!
Our old and faithful friend, we are glad to see you.

ANGELO, ESCALUS |Happy return be to your royal grace!

DUKE VINCENTIO Many and hearty thankings to you both.
We have made inquiry of you; and we hear5
Such goodness of your justice, that our soul
Cannot but yield you forth to public thanks,
Forerunning more requital.

ANGELO You make my bonds still greater.

DUKE VINCENTIO O, your desert speaks loud; and I should wrong it,10
To lock it in the wards of covert bosom,
When it deserves, with characters of brass,
A forted residence 'gainst the tooth of time
And razure of oblivion. Give me your hand,
And let the subject see, to make them know15
That outward courtesies would fain proclaim
Favours that keep within. Come, Escalus,
You must walk by us on our other hand;
And good supporters are you.
[FRIAR PETER and ISABELLA come forward]

FRIAR PETER Now is your time: speak loud and kneel before him.20

ISABELLA Justice, O royal duke! Vail your regard
Upon a wrong'd, I would fain have said, a maid!
O worthy prince, dishonour not your eye
By throwing it on any other object
Till you have heard me in my true complaint25
And given me justice, justice, justice, justice!

DUKE VINCENTIO Relate your wrongs; in what? by whom? be brief.
Here is Lord Angelo shall give you justice:
Reveal yourself to him.

ISABELLA O worthy duke,30
You bid me seek redemption of the devil:
Hear me yourself; for that which I must speak
Must either punish me, not being believed,
Or wring redress from you. Hear me, O hear me, here!

ANGELO My lord, her wits, I fear me, are not firm:35
She hath been a suitor to me for her brother
Cut off by course of justice,--

ISABELLA By course of justice!

ANGELO And she will speak most bitterly and strange.

ISABELLA Most strange, but yet most truly, will I speak:40
That Angelo's forsworn; is it not strange?
That Angelo's a murderer; is 't not strange?
That Angelo is an adulterous thief,
An hypocrite, a virgin-violator;
Is it not strange and strange?45

DUKE VINCENTIO Nay, it is ten times strange.

ISABELLA It is not truer he is Angelo
Than this is all as true as it is strange:
Nay, it is ten times true; for truth is truth
To the end of reckoning.50

DUKE VINCENTIO Away with her! Poor soul,
She speaks this in the infirmity of sense.

ISABELLA O prince, I conjure thee, as thou believest
There is another comfort than this world,
That thou neglect me not, with that opinion55
That I am touch'd with madness! Make not impossible
That which but seems unlike: 'tis not impossible
But one, the wicked'st caitiff on the ground,
May seem as shy, as grave, as just, as absolute
As Angelo; even so may Angelo,60
In all his dressings, characts, titles, forms,
Be an arch-villain; believe it, royal prince:
If he be less, he's nothing; but he's more,
Had I more name for badness.

DUKE VINCENTIO By mine honesty,65
If she be mad,--as I believe no other,--
Her madness hath the oddest frame of sense,
Such a dependency of thing on thing,
As e'er I heard in madness.

ISABELLA O gracious duke,70
Harp not on that, nor do not banish reason
For inequality; but let your reason serve
To make the truth appear where it seems hid,
And hide the false seems true.

DUKE VINCENTIO Many that are not mad75
Have, sure, more lack of reason. What would you say?

ISABELLA I am the sister of one Claudio,
Condemn'd upon the act of fornication
To lose his head; condemn'd by Angelo:
I, in probation of a sisterhood,80
Was sent to by my brother; one Lucio
As then the messenger,--

LUCIO That's I, an't like your grace:
I came to her from Claudio, and desired her
To try her gracious fortune with Lord Angelo85
For her poor brother's pardon.

ISABELLA That's he indeed.

DUKE VINCENTIO You were not bid to speak.

LUCIO No, my good lord;
Nor wish'd to hold my peace.90

DUKE VINCENTIO I wish you now, then;
Pray you, take note of it: and when you have
A business for yourself, pray heaven you then
Be perfect.

LUCIO I warrant your honour.95

DUKE VINCENTIO The warrants for yourself; take heed to't.

ISABELLA This gentleman told somewhat of my tale,--

LUCIO Right.

DUKE VINCENTIO It may be right; but you are i' the wrong
To speak before your time. Proceed.100

ISABELLA I went
To this pernicious caitiff deputy,--

DUKE VINCENTIO That's somewhat madly spoken.

ISABELLA Pardon it;
The phrase is to the matter.105

DUKE VINCENTIO Mended again. The matter; proceed.

ISABELLA In brief, to set the needless process by,
How I persuaded, how I pray'd, and kneel'd,
How he refell'd me, and how I replied,--
For this was of much length,--the vile conclusion110
I now begin with grief and shame to utter:
He would not, but by gift of my chaste body
To his concupiscible intemperate lust,
Release my brother; and, after much debatement,
My sisterly remorse confutes mine honour,115
And I did yield to him: but the next morn betimes,
His purpose surfeiting, he sends a warrant
For my poor brother's head.

DUKE VINCENTIO This is most likely!

ISABELLA O, that it were as like as it is true!120

DUKE VINCENTIO By heaven, fond wretch, thou knowist not what thou speak'st,
Or else thou art suborn'd against his honour
In hateful practise. First, his integrity
Stands without blemish. Next, it imports no reason
That with such vehemency he should pursue125
Faults proper to himself: if he had so offended,
He would have weigh'd thy brother by himself
And not have cut him off. Some one hath set you on:
Confess the truth, and say by whose advice
Thou camest here to complain.130

ISABELLA And is this all?
Then, O you blessed ministers above,
Keep me in patience, and with ripen'd time
Unfold the evil which is here wrapt up
In countenance! Heaven shield your grace from woe,135
As I, thus wrong'd, hence unbelieved go!

DUKE VINCENTIO I know you'ld fain be gone. An officer!
To prison with her! Shall we thus permit
A blasting and a scandalous breath to fall
On him so near us? This needs must be a practise.140
Who knew of Your intent and coming hither?

ISABELLA One that I would were here, Friar Lodowick.

DUKE VINCENTIO A ghostly father, belike. Who knows that Lodowick?

LUCIO My lord, I know him; 'tis a meddling friar;
I do not like the man: had he been lay, my lord145
For certain words he spake against your grace
In your retirement, I had swinged him soundly.

DUKE VINCENTIO Words against me? this is a good friar, belike!
And to set on this wretched woman here
Against our substitute! Let this friar be found.150

LUCIO But yesternight, my lord, she and that friar,
I saw them at the prison: a saucy friar,
A very scurvy fellow.

FRIAR PETER Blessed be your royal grace!
I have stood by, my lord, and I have heard155
Your royal ear abused. First, hath this woman
Most wrongfully accused your substitute,
Who is as free from touch or soil with her
As she from one ungot.

DUKE VINCENTIO We did believe no less.160
Know you that Friar Lodowick that she speaks of?

FRIAR PETER I know him for a man divine and holy;
Not scurvy, nor a temporary meddler,
As he's reported by this gentleman;
And, on my trust, a man that never yet165
Did, as he vouches, misreport your grace.

LUCIO My lord, most villanously; believe it.

FRIAR PETER Well, he in time may come to clear himself;
But at this instant he is sick my lord,
Of a strange fever. Upon his mere request,170
Being come to knowledge that there was complaint
Intended 'gainst Lord Angelo, came I hither,
To speak, as from his mouth, what he doth know
Is true and false; and what he with his oath
And all probation will make up full clear,175
Whensoever he's convented. First, for this woman.
To justify this worthy nobleman,
So vulgarly and personally accused,
Her shall you hear disproved to her eyes,
Till she herself confess it.180

DUKE VINCENTIO Good friar, let's hear it.
[ISABELLA is carried off guarded; and MARIANA comes forward]
Do you not smile at this, Lord Angelo?
O heaven, the vanity of wretched fools!
Give us some seats. Come, cousin Angelo;
In this I'll be impartial; be you judge185
Of your own cause. Is this the witness, friar?
First, let her show her face, and after speak.

MARIANA Pardon, my lord; I will not show my face
Until my husband bid me.

DUKE VINCENTIO What, are you married?190

MARIANA No, my lord.

DUKE VINCENTIO Are you a maid?

MARIANA No, my lord.

DUKE VINCENTIO A widow, then?

MARIANA Neither, my lord.195

DUKE VINCENTIO Why, you are nothing then: neither maid, widow, nor wife?

LUCIO My lord, she may be a punk; for many of them are
neither maid, widow, nor wife.

DUKE VINCENTIO Silence that fellow: I would he had some cause
To prattle for himself.200

LUCIO Well, my lord.

MARIANA My lord; I do confess I ne'er was married;
And I confess besides I am no maid:
I have known my husband; yet my husband
Knows not that ever he knew me.205

LUCIO He was drunk then, my lord: it can be no better.

DUKE VINCENTIO For the benefit of silence, would thou wert so too!

LUCIO Well, my lord.

DUKE VINCENTIO This is no witness for Lord Angelo.

MARIANA Now I come to't my lord210
She that accuses him of fornication,
In self-same manner doth accuse my husband,
And charges him my lord, with such a time
When I'll depose I had him in mine arms
With all the effect of love.215

ANGELO Charges she more than me?

MARIANA Not that I know.

DUKE VINCENTIO No? you say your husband.

MARIANA Why, just, my lord, and that is Angelo,
Who thinks he knows that he ne'er knew my body,220
But knows he thinks that he knows Isabel's.

ANGELO This is a strange abuse. Let's see thy face.

MARIANA My husband bids me; now I will unmask.
[Unveiling]
This is that face, thou cruel Angelo,
Which once thou sworest was worth the looking on;225
This is the hand which, with a vow'd contract,
Was fast belock'd in thine; this is the body
That took away the match from Isabel,
And did supply thee at thy garden-house
In her imagined person.230

DUKE VINCENTIO Know you this woman?

LUCIO Carnally, she says.

DUKE VINCENTIO Sirrah, no more!

LUCIO Enough, my lord.

ANGELO My lord, I must confess I know this woman:235
And five years since there was some speech of marriage
Betwixt myself and her; which was broke off,
Partly for that her promised proportions
Came short of composition, but in chief
For that her reputation was disvalued240
In levity: since which time of five years
I never spake with her, saw her, nor heard from her,
Upon my faith and honour.

MARIANA Noble prince,
As there comes light from heaven and words from breath,245
As there is sense in truth and truth in virtue,
I am affianced this man's wife as strongly
As words could make up vows: and, my good lord,
But Tuesday night last gone in's garden-house
He knew me as a wife. As this is true,250
Let me in safety raise me from my knees
Or else for ever be confixed here,
A marble monument!

ANGELO         I did but smile till now:
Now, good my lord, give me the scope of justice
My patience here is touch'd. I do perceive255
These poor informal women are no more
But instruments of some more mightier member
That sets them on: let me have way, my lord,
To find this practise out.

DUKE VINCENTIO Ay, with my heart260
And punish them to your height of pleasure.
Thou foolish friar, and thou pernicious woman,
Compact with her that's gone, think'st thou thy oaths,
Though they would swear down each particular saint,
Were testimonies against his worth and credit265
That's seal'd in approbation? You, Lord Escalus,
Sit with my cousin; lend him your kind pains
To find out this abuse, whence 'tis derived.
There is another friar that set them on;
Let him be sent for.270

FRIAR PETER Would he were here, my lord! for he indeed
Hath set the women on to this complaint:
Your provost knows the place where he abides
And he may fetch him.

DUKE VINCENTIO Go do it instantly.275
[Exit Provost]
And you, my noble and well-warranted cousin,
Whom it concerns to hear this matter forth,
Do with your injuries as seems you best,
In any chastisement: I for a while will leave you;
But stir not you till you have well determined280
Upon these slanderers.

ESCALUS My lord, we'll do it throughly.
[Exit DUKE]
Signior Lucio, did not you say you knew that
Friar Lodowick to be a dishonest person?

LUCIO 'Cucullus non facit monachum:' honest in nothing285
but in his clothes; and one that hath spoke most
villanous speeches of the duke.

ESCALUS We shall entreat you to abide here till he come and
enforce them against him: we shall find this friar a
notable fellow.290

LUCIO As any in Vienna, on my word.

ESCALUS Call that same Isabel here once again; I would speak with her.
[Exit an Attendant]
Pray you, my lord, give me leave to question; you
shall see how I'll handle her.

LUCIO Not better than he, by her own report.295

ESCALUS Say you?

LUCIO Marry, sir, I think, if you handled her privately,
she would sooner confess: perchance, publicly,
she'll be ashamed.

ESCALUS I will go darkly to work with her.300

LUCIO That's the way; for women are light at midnight.
[Re-enter Officers with ISABELLA; and Provost with
the DUKE VINCENTIO in his friar's habit]

ESCALUS Come on, mistress: here's a gentlewoman denies all
that you have said.

LUCIO My lord, here comes the rascal I spoke of; here with
the provost.305

ESCALUS In very good time: speak not you to him till we
call upon you.

LUCIO Mum.

ESCALUS Come, sir: did you set these women on to slander
Lord Angelo? they have confessed you did.310

DUKE VINCENTIO 'Tis false.

ESCALUS How! know you where you are?

DUKE VINCENTIO Respect to your great place! and let the devil
Be sometime honour'd for his burning throne!
Where is the duke? 'tis he should hear me speak.315

ESCALUS The duke's in us; and we will hear you speak:
Look you speak justly.

DUKE VINCENTIO Boldly, at least. But, O, poor souls,
Come you to seek the lamb here of the fox?
Good night to your redress! Is the duke gone?320
Then is your cause gone too. The duke's unjust,
Thus to retort your manifest appeal,
And put your trial in the villain's mouth
Which here you come to accuse.

LUCIO This is the rascal; this is he I spoke of.325

ESCALUS Why, thou unreverend and unhallow'd friar,
Is't not enough thou hast suborn'd these women
To accuse this worthy man, but, in foul mouth
And in the witness of his proper ear,
To call him villain? and then to glance from him330
To the duke himself, to tax him with injustice?
Take him hence; to the rack with him! We'll touse you
Joint by joint, but we will know his purpose.
What 'unjust'!

DUKE VINCENTIO                 Be not so hot; the duke
Dare no more stretch this finger of mine than he335
Dare rack his own: his subject am I not,
Nor here provincial. My business in this state
Made me a looker on here in Vienna,
Where I have seen corruption boil and bubble
Till it o'er-run the stew; laws for all faults,340
But faults so countenanced, that the strong statutes
Stand like the forfeits in a barber's shop,
As much in mock as mark.

ESCALUS Slander to the state! Away with him to prison!

ANGELO What can you vouch against him, Signior Lucio?345
Is this the man that you did tell us of?

LUCIO 'Tis he, my lord. Come hither, goodman baldpate:
do you know me?

DUKE VINCENTIO I remember you, sir, by the sound of your voice: I
met you at the prison, in the absence of the duke.350

LUCIO O, did you so? And do you remember what you said of the duke?

DUKE VINCENTIO Most notedly, sir.

LUCIO Do you so, sir? And was the duke a fleshmonger, a
fool, and a coward, as you then reported him to be?

DUKE VINCENTIO You must, sir, change persons with me, ere you make355
that my report: you, indeed, spoke so of him; and
much more, much worse.

LUCIO O thou damnable fellow! Did not I pluck thee by the
nose for thy speeches?

DUKE VINCENTIO I protest I love the duke as I love myself.360

ANGELO Hark, how the villain would close now, after his
treasonable abuses!

ESCALUS Such a fellow is not to be talked withal. Away with
him to prison! Where is the provost? Away with him
to prison! lay bolts enough upon him: let him365
speak no more. Away with those giglots too, and
with the other confederate companion!

DUKE VINCENTIO [To Provost] Stay, sir; stay awhile.

ANGELO What, resists he? Help him, Lucio.

LUCIO Come, sir; come, sir; come, sir; foh, sir! Why, you370
bald-pated, lying rascal, you must be hooded, must
you? Show your knave's visage, with a pox to you!
show your sheep-biting face, and be hanged an hour!
Will't not off?
[Pulls off the friar's hood, and discovers DUKE
VINCENTIO]

DUKE VINCENTIO Thou art the first knave that e'er madest a duke.375
First, provost, let me bail these gentle three.
[To LUCIO]
Sneak not away, sir; for the friar and you
Must have a word anon. Lay hold on him.

LUCIO This may prove worse than hanging.

DUKE VINCENTIO [To ESCALUS] What you have spoke I pardon: sit you down:380
We'll borrow place of him.
[To ANGELO]
                     Sir, by your leave.
Hast thou or word, or wit, or impudence,
That yet can do thee office? If thou hast,
Rely upon it till my tale be heard,385
And hold no longer out.

ANGELO O my dread lord,
I should be guiltier than my guiltiness,
To think I can be undiscernible,
When I perceive your grace, like power divine,390
Hath look'd upon my passes. Then, good prince,
No longer session hold upon my shame,
But let my trial be mine own confession:
Immediate sentence then and sequent death
Is all the grace I beg.395

DUKE VINCENTIO Come hither, Mariana.
Say, wast thou e'er contracted to this woman?

ANGELO I was, my lord.

DUKE VINCENTIO Go take her hence, and marry her instantly.
Do you the office, friar; which consummate,400
Return him here again. Go with him, provost.
[Exeunt ANGELO, MARIANA, FRIAR PETER and Provost]

ESCALUS My lord, I am more amazed at his dishonour
Than at the strangeness of it.

DUKE VINCENTIO Come hither, Isabel.
Your friar is now your prince: as I was then405
Advertising and holy to your business,
Not changing heart with habit, I am still
Attorney'd at your service.

ISABELLA O, give me pardon,
That I, your vassal, have employ'd and pain'd410
Your unknown sovereignty!

DUKE VINCENTIO You are pardon'd, Isabel:
And now, dear maid, be you as free to us.
Your brother's death, I know, sits at your heart;
And you may marvel why I obscured myself,415
Labouring to save his life, and would not rather
Make rash remonstrance of my hidden power
Than let him so be lost. O most kind maid,
It was the swift celerity of his death,
Which I did think with slower foot came on,420
That brain'd my purpose. But, peace be with him!
That life is better life, past fearing death,
Than that which lives to fear: make it your comfort,
So happy is your brother.

ISABELLA I do, my lord.425
[Re-enter ANGELO, MARIANA, FRIAR PETER, and Provost]

DUKE VINCENTIO For this new-married man approaching here,
Whose salt imagination yet hath wrong'd
Your well defended honour, you must pardon
For Mariana's sake: but as he adjudged your brother,--
Being criminal, in double violation430
Of sacred chastity and of promise-breach
Thereon dependent, for your brother's life,--
The very mercy of the law cries out
Most audible, even from his proper tongue,
'An Angelo for Claudio, death for death!'435
Haste still pays haste, and leisure answers leisure;
Like doth quit like, and MEASURE still FOR MEASURE.
Then, Angelo, thy fault's thus manifested;
Which, though thou wouldst deny, denies thee vantage.
We do condemn thee to the very block440
Where Claudio stoop'd to death, and with like haste.
Away with him!

MARIANA          O my most gracious lord,
I hope you will not mock me with a husband.

DUKE VINCENTIO It is your husband mock'd you with a husband.
Consenting to the safeguard of your honour,445
I thought your marriage fit; else imputation,
For that he knew you, might reproach your life
And choke your good to come; for his possessions,
Although by confiscation they are ours,
We do instate and widow you withal,450
To buy you a better husband.

MARIANA O my dear lord,
I crave no other, nor no better man.

DUKE VINCENTIO Never crave him; we are definitive.

MARIANA Gentle my liege,--455
[Kneeling]

DUKE VINCENTIO                 You do but lose your labour.
Away with him to death!
[To LUCIO]
                     Now, sir, to you.

MARIANA O my good lord! Sweet Isabel, take my part;
Lend me your knees, and all my life to come
I'll lend you all my life to do you service.460

DUKE VINCENTIO Against all sense you do importune her:
Should she kneel down in mercy of this fact,
Her brother's ghost his paved bed would break,
And take her hence in horror.

MARIANA Isabel,465
Sweet Isabel, do yet but kneel by me;
Hold up your hands, say nothing; I'll speak all.
They say, best men are moulded out of faults;
And, for the most, become much more the better
For being a little bad: so may my husband.470
O Isabel, will you not lend a knee?

DUKE VINCENTIO He dies for Claudio's death.

ISABELLA Most bounteous sir,
[Kneeling]
Look, if it please you, on this man condemn'd,
As if my brother lived: I partly think475
A due sincerity govern'd his deeds,
Till he did look on me: since it is so,
Let him not die. My brother had but justice,
In that he did the thing for which he died:
For Angelo,480
His act did not o'ertake his bad intent,
And must be buried but as an intent
That perish'd by the way: thoughts are no subjects;
Intents but merely thoughts.

MARIANA Merely, my lord.485

DUKE VINCENTIO Your suit's unprofitable; stand up, I say.
I have bethought me of another fault.
Provost, how came it Claudio was beheaded
At an unusual hour?

Provost It was commanded so.490

DUKE VINCENTIO Had you a special warrant for the deed?

Provost No, my good lord; it was by private message.

DUKE VINCENTIO For which I do discharge you of your office:
Give up your keys.

Provost          Pardon me, noble lord:
I thought it was a fault, but knew it not;495
Yet did repent me, after more advice;
For testimony whereof, one in the prison,
That should by private order else have died,
I have reserved alive.

DUKE VINCENTIO What's he?500

Provost His name is Barnardine.

DUKE VINCENTIO I would thou hadst done so by Claudio.
Go fetch him hither; let me look upon him.
[Exit Provost]

ESCALUS I am sorry, one so learned and so wise
As you, Lord Angelo, have still appear'd,505
Should slip so grossly, both in the heat of blood.
And lack of temper'd judgment afterward.

ANGELO I am sorry that such sorrow I procure:
And so deep sticks it in my penitent heart
That I crave death more willingly than mercy;510
'Tis my deserving, and I do entreat it.
[Re-enter Provost, with BARNARDINE, CLAUDIO muffled,
and JULIET]

DUKE VINCENTIO Which is that Barnardine?

Provost This, my lord.

DUKE VINCENTIO There was a friar told me of this man.
Sirrah, thou art said to have a stubborn soul.515
That apprehends no further than this world,
And squarest thy life according. Thou'rt condemn'd:
But, for those earthly faults, I quit them all;
And pray thee take this mercy to provide
For better times to come. Friar, advise him;520
I leave him to your hand. What muffled fellow's that?

Provost This is another prisoner that I saved.
Who should have died when Claudio lost his head;
As like almost to Claudio as himself.
[Unmuffles CLAUDIO]

DUKE VINCENTIO [To ISABELLA] If he be like your brother, for his sake525
Is he pardon'd; and, for your lovely sake,
Give me your hand and say you will be mine.
He is my brother too: but fitter time for that.
By this Lord Angelo perceives he's safe;
Methinks I see a quickening in his eye.530
Well, Angelo, your evil quits you well:
Look that you love your wife; her worth worth yours.
I find an apt remission in myself;
And yet here's one in place I cannot pardon.
[To LUCIO]
You, sirrah, that knew me for a fool, a coward,535
One all of luxury, an ass, a madman;
Wherein have I so deserved of you,
That you extol me thus?

LUCIO 'Faith, my lord. I spoke it but according to the
trick. If you will hang me for it, you may; but I540
had rather it would please you I might be whipt.

DUKE VINCENTIO Whipt first, sir, and hanged after.
Proclaim it, provost, round about the city.
Is any woman wrong'd by this lewd fellow,
As I have heard him swear himself there's one545
Whom he begot with child, let her appear,
And he shall marry her: the nuptial finish'd,
Let him be whipt and hang'd.

LUCIO I beseech your highness, do not marry me to a whore.
Your highness said even now, I made you a duke:550
good my lord, do not recompense me in making me a cuckold.

DUKE VINCENTIO Upon mine honour, thou shalt marry her.
Thy slanders I forgive; and therewithal
Remit thy other forfeits. Take him to prison;
And see our pleasure herein executed.555

LUCIO Marrying a punk, my lord, is pressing to death,
whipping, and hanging.

DUKE VINCENTIO Slandering a prince deserves it.
[Exit Officers with LUCIO]
She, Claudio, that you wrong'd, look you restore.
Joy to you, Mariana! Love her, Angelo:560
I have confess'd her and I know her virtue.
Thanks, good friend Escalus, for thy much goodness:
There's more behind that is more gratulate.
Thanks, provost, for thy care and secrecy:
We shill employ thee in a worthier place.565
Forgive him, Angelo, that brought you home
The head of Ragozine for Claudio's:
The offence pardons itself. Dear Isabel,
I have a motion much imports your good;
Whereto if you'll a willing ear incline,570
What's mine is yours and what is yours is mine.
So, bring us to our palace; where we'll show
What's yet behind, that's meet you all should know.
[Exeunt]

 

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