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James Boswell [1821], The plays and poems of William Shakspeare, with the corrections and illustrations of various commentators: comprehending A Life of the Poet, and an enlarged history of the stage, by the late Edmond Malone. With a new glossarial index (J. Deighton and Sons, Cambridge) [word count] [S10201].
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SCENE III. The Same. Enter Provost, Claudio, Juliet, and Officers; Lucio, and two Gentlemen.

Claud.
Fellow, why dost thou show me thus to the world?
Bear me to prison, where I am committed.

Prov.
I do it not in evil disposition,
But from lord Angelo by special charge.

Claud.
Thus can the demi-god, Authority,
Make us pay down for our offence by weight.—
The words of heaven;—on whom it will, it will;
On whom it will not, so; yet still 'tis just1 note








.

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Lucio.

Why, how now, Claudio? whence comes this restraint?

Claud.
From too much liberty, my Lucio, liberty:
As surfeit is the father of much fast,
So every scope by the immoderate use
Turns to restraint: Our natures do pursue,
(Like rats that ravin down their proper bane1 note



,)

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A thirsty evil; and when we drink, we die2 note


.

Lucio.

If I could speak so wisely under an arrest, I would send for certain of my creditors: And yet, to say the truth, I had as lief have the foppery of freedom, as the morality3 note of imprisonment.— What's thy offence, Claudio?

Claud.
What, but to speak of would offend again.

Lucio.
What is it? murder?

Claud.
No.

Lucio.
Lechery?

Claud.
Call it so.

Prov.
Away, sir; you must go.

Claud.
One word, good friend:—Lucio, a word with you.
[Takes him aside.

Lucio.
A hundred, if they'll do you any good.—
Is lechery so look'd after?

Claud.
Thus stands it with me:—Upon a true contráct,
I got possession of Julietta's bed4 note

;

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You know the lady; she is fast my wife,
Save that we do the denunciation lack
Of outward order: this we came not to,
Only for propagation of a dower
Remaining in the coffer of her friends5 note






;
From whom we thought it meet to hide our love,
Till time had made them for us. But it chances,
The stealth of our most mutual entertainment,
With character too gross, is writ on Juliet.

Lucio.
With child, perhaps?

Claud.
Unhappily, even so.
And the new deputy now for the duke,—
Whether it be the fault and glimpse of newness6 note


;

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Or whether that the body public be
A horse whereon the governor doth ride,
Who, newly in the seat, that it may know
He can command, lets it straight feel the spur:
Whether the tyranny be in his place,
Or in his eminence that fills it up,
I stagger in:—But this new governor
Awakes me all the enrolled penalties,
Which have, like unscour'd armour7 note
, hung by the wall
So long, that nineteen zodiacks have gone round8 note
,
And none of them been worn; and, for a name,
Now puts the drowsy and neglected act
Freshly on me9 note




:—'tis surely, for a name.

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Lucio.

I warrant, it is: and thy head stands so tickle1 note




on thy shoulders, that a milk-maid, if she be in love, may sigh it off. Send after the duke, and appeal to him.

Claud.
I have done so, but he's not to be found.
I pr'ythee, Lucio, do me this kind service:
This day my sister should the cloister enter,
And there receive her approbation2 note




:
Acquaint her with the danger of my state;
Implore her, in my voice, that she make friends
To the strict deputy; bid herself assay him;
I have great hope in that: for in her youth
There is a prone and speechless dialect3 note









,

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Such as moves men; beside, she hath prosperous art
When she will play with reason and discourse,
And well she can persuade.

Lucio.

I pray, she may: as well for the encouragement of the like, which else would stand under grievous imposition4 note; as for the enjoying of thy life, who I would be sorry should be thus foolishly lost at a game of tick-tack5 note

. I'll to her.

Claud.

I thank you, good friend Lucio.

Lucio.

Within two hours,—

Claud.

Come, officer, away.

[Exeunt.

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James Boswell [1821], The plays and poems of William Shakspeare, with the corrections and illustrations of various commentators: comprehending A Life of the Poet, and an enlarged history of the stage, by the late Edmond Malone. With a new glossarial index (J. Deighton and Sons, Cambridge) [word count] [S10201].
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