This deed unshapes me quite, makes me unpregnant, And dull to all proceedings. A deflower'd maid!

And by an eminent body that enforced 20 The law against it! But that her tender shame Will not proclaim against her maiden loss, How might she tongue me! Yet reason dares her no; For my authority bears of a credent bulk, That no particular scandal once can touch 25 But it confounds the breather. He should have lived, Save that his riotous youth, with dangerous sense, Might in the times to come have ta'en revenge, By so receiving a dishonour'd life With ransom of such shame. Would yet he had lived! 30 Alack, when once our grace we have forgot, Nothing goes right: we would, and we would not. [_Exit._

NOTES: IV, 4.

SCENE IV.] SCENE XII. Pope.

A room ... house.] Capell. The palace. Rowe.

2, sqq.: Angelo's speeches in this scene Collier prints as verse.

5: _redeliver_] Capell. _re-liver_] F1. _deliver_ F2 F3 F4.

13: A colon is put after _proclaim'd_ by Capell, who prints lines 13-16 as verse.

19: _And_] om. Hanmer.

23: _dares her no;_] Ff. _dares her:_ Pope. _dares her: no,_ Hanmer.

_dares her No_ Warburton. _dares her? no:_ Capell.

_dares her note_ Theobald conj. _dares her not_ Steevens conj.

_dares her on_ Grant White (Becket conj.).

_reason ... no_] _treason dares her?--No_ Jackson conj.

24: _bears of a credent bulk_] F1 F2 F3.

_bears off a credent bulk_ F4. _bears off all credence_ Pope.

_bears a credent bulk_ Theobald.

_bears such a credent bulk_ Collier MS.

_here's of a credent bulk_ Singer. _bears so credent bulk_ Dyce.

_bears up a credent bulk_ Grant White.

SCENE V. _Fields without the town._

_Enter DUKE in his own habit, and FRIAR PETER._

_Duke._ These letters at fit time deliver me: [_Giving letters._ The provost knows our purpose and our plot.

The matter being afoot, keep your instruction, And hold you ever to our special drift; Though sometimes you do blench from this to that, 5 As cause doth minister. Go call at Flavius' house, And tell him where I stay: give the like notice To Valentius, Rowland, and to Cra.s.sus, And bid them bring the trumpets to the gate; But send me Flavius first.

_Fri. P._ It shall be speeded well. [_Exit._ 10

_Enter VARRIUS._

_Duke._ I thank thee, Varrius; thou hast made good haste: Come, we will walk. There's other of our friends Will greet us here anon, my gentle Varrius. [_Exeunt._

NOTES: IV, 5.

SCENE V.] SCENE XIII. Pope.

FRIAR PETER] See note (XXI).

6: _Go_] om. Hanmer.

_Flavius'_] Rowe. _Flavio's_ Ff.

8: _To Valentius_] _To Valencius_ Ff. _Unto Valentius_ Pope.

_To Valentinus_ Capell.

SCENE VI. _Street near the city-gate._

_Enter ISABELLA and MARIANA._

_Isab._ To speak so indirectly I am loath: I would say the truth; but to accuse him so, That is your part: yet I am advised to do it; He says, to veil full purpose.

_Mari._ Be ruled by him.

_Isab._ Besides, he tells me that, if peradventure 5 He speak against me on the adverse side, I should not think it strange; for 'tis a physic That's bitter to sweet end.

_Mari._ I would Friar Peter--

_Isab._ O, peace! the friar is come.

_Enter FRIAR PETER._

_Fri. P._ Come, I have found you out a stand most fit, 10 Where you may have such vantage on the Duke, He shall not pa.s.s you. Twice have the trumpets sounded; The generous and gravest citizens Have hent the gates, and very near upon The Duke is entering: therefore, hence, away! [_Exeunt._ 15

NOTES: IV, 6.

SCENE VI.] SCENE XIV. Pope.

2: _I would_] _I'd_ Pope.

3: _I am_] _I'm_ Pope.

4: _to veil full_] Malone. _to vaile full_ F1 F2 F3.

_to vail full_ F4. _t' availful_ Theobald. _to 'vailful_ Hanmer.

ACT V.

SCENE I. _The city-gate._

_MARIANA veiled, ISABELLA, and FRIAR PETER, at their stand. Enter DUKE, VARRIUS, LORDS, ANGELO, ESCALUS, LUCIO, PROVOST, OFFICERS, and CITIZENS, at several doors._

_Duke._ My very worthy cousin, fairly met!

Our old and faithful friend, we are glad to see you.

_Ang._ } Happy return be to your royal Grace!

_Escal._}

_Duke._ Many and hearty thankings to you both.

We have made inquiry of you; and we hear 5 Such goodness of your justice, that our soul Cannot but yield you forth to public thanks, Forerunning more requital.

_Ang._ You make my bonds still greater.

_Duke._ O, your desert speaks loud; and I should wrong it, To lock it in the wards of covert bosom, 10 When it deserves, with characters of bra.s.s, A forted residence 'gainst the tooth of time And razure of oblivion. Give me your hand, And let the subject see, to make them know That outward courtesies would fain proclaim 15 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._