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A59508	Measure for measure, or, Beauty the best advocate as it is acted at the theatre in Lincolns-Inn-Fields : written originally by Mr. Shakespear, and now very much alter'd, with additions of several entertainments of musick.	Gildon, Charles, 1665-1724.; Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616. Measure for measure.	1700 (1700)	Wing S2936; ESTC R16112	32,987	56

Iul. 'T is true I am a Woman frail and ignorant But yet my Honour and Religion joyn'd Have taught me the full Knowledge of this Point And we are marry'd with all those holy Rites The Church ordains The pious Father Pierre Of your good Order joyn'd our Hands in private 'T is true for worldly Cause and for that Fault I take this Shame most patiently Duke Can you forgive the Cause of this your Infamy Can you love still the Man that seems t o've wrong'd you Iul. Yes as I love the Woman that wrong'd him That has undone him taken away his Life O Heav'n prevent his Fate or take me too Duke Resign your self to Heav'n If you 're Innocent Be sure of Help We 'll to your Partner Benedicite Exit with the Fryer Iul. Must die to morrow Oh injurious Love That dost the Life of my sad Life remove Yet doom'st me still to agonizing Breath And barr'st me from the sweet Retreat of Death O Heav'n my Claudio to these Arms restore Or when he dies O let me be no more The End of the Second Act. ACT III. SCENE I. The Prison Enter Duke Fryer and Claudio Duke THEN you still hope a Pardon from Lord Angelo Claud. The Miserable have no Ease but Hope I hope to live but am prepar'd to die Duke Be absolute for Death for Death or Life Will so the sweeter be if you lose Life You lose a thing that none but fools would keep A Breath that 's subject to a thousand chances That hourly pains ev'n us that wou'd preserve it We are deaths Fools whom while we strive to shun We hasten to Cowards we fear the tender fork Of a poor Worm the best of Rest is Sleep That we provoke tho grosly fear our Death Which is no more Fry Happy we 're not For what we 've not we vainly strive to gain And what we have forget tho' rich we 're poor For like an Ass whose Back with Ingots bows We bear our heavy Riches but a Journey And Death unlades us Duke Friends we 've none Our very Off-spring cursing our Distempers For ending us no sooner We have not Youth nor Age But as it were an after Dinners sleep Dreaming upon both Youth has no thought And Age no heat or taste to relish Life Yet Life we cherish that 's thus fill'd with woe But fear kind Death that makes these odds all ev'n Clau. To sue to live I find I seek to dye And seeking Death find Life Enter Isabella Isa. Peace here and Grace Duke That wish deserves a Welcome Clau. My Sister Duke E'r long my Son again I 'll see you Clau. Most holy Sir I thank you Duke Father Thomas Let us retire I wou'd conceal'd orehear ' em Clau. Well Sister what 's the Comfort Exit with Fryer Isa. Why as all worldly Comforts use to be Lord Angelo having Affairs to heav'n Intends you for his swift Ambassadour Therefore your best appointment make with speed To morrow you set out Claud. Is there no Remedy Isa. Yes Brother you may live There is a devilish mercy in the Judge That will if you 'l implore it free your Life But fetter you till Death Claud. Perpetual durance Isa. T is worse more painful too than Racks and Tortures For 't is a rack of Mind Clau. But of what Nature Isa. 'T is such as shou'd you give it your consent Wou'd leave you stript of all your wreaths of War And shew you naked to the scornful World Clau. Let me know my Doom Isa. If I cou'd fear thee Claudio I should weep Lest thou a shameful life should'st now prefer And six or seven short Winters more respect Than a perpetual Honour Dar'st thou dye The sense of Death is most in Apprehension And the small Beetle when we tread on it In corporal Sufferance finds a pang as great As when a Gyant dyes Clau. Why give you me this shame Think you I can Resolution fetch From flowing tenderness If I must dye I 'll welcome Darkness as a shining Bride And hug it in my Arms. Isa. There spoke my Brother there my Fathers Grave Sent forth a chearful Voice yes you must dye Thou art too Noble to preserve thy Life By such base means This outward rigid Saint Does in his gracious Looks disguise the Devil His filth within being cast he wou'd appear A pond as foul as Hell Clau. What Angelo Isa. Oh! he is uglier than a Fiend confess'd Speak Claudio cou'd you think it you may live If to his Lust I 'd Sacrifice my Honour Clau. Impossible it cannot be Hypocrite Isa. Yes he that wou'd not hear your Innocence Would quit you now of the most horrid Guilt Give you a Licence to Sin on securely Wou'd I consent to be more black than he is This Night 's the time that he would have me do What I abhor to name or else you dye To Morrow Clau. By Heav'n thou shalt not do it Isa. Oh! were it but my Life dear Claudio I 'd throw it down for your Deliverance Without the least delay Clau. Thanks my Dear Sister Isa. Since nothing but my Honour can Redeem you Prepare to dye to Morrow Clau. Hah to Morrow But Isabella Isa. What says my Brother Clau. Death is a fearful thing Isa. But Infamy more hateful Sure you have study'd what it is to dye Clau. Oh! Sister t is to go we know not whither To lye a kneaded Clod in the dark Grave And have this sensible warm motion end Or rotting get another of crawling Worms That springs from every part of our Corruption The Spirit perhaps must bathe in fiery Floods Or shiver in shrilling Regions of rib'd Ice Or be imprison'd in the viewless Winds And blown with restless Violence round about This pendant World or if condemn'd like those Whom our uncertain Thoughts imagine howling Oh! 't is too horrible and the most loath'd Life That Age or Ach or Want or Imprisonment Can lay on Nature is a Paradise To what we fear of Death Isa. Alass alass Clau. Ah! My Dear Sister I would live Isa. Ha! Live d'ye say O you base one O! faithless Coward O dishonest Wretch Wilt thou be made a Man out of my Vice Is 't not a kind of Incest to take Life From thy own Sisters shame But sure thou art not My Brother Dye Perish if but my word Would save thy loathsom Life I wou'd not speak it I 'll pay a thousand Prayers for thy Deaths But not a word to save thee Clau. But hear me Isa. Oh! Fie fie fie how can I think thou art Innocent Clau. Your over-nicety of Honour feeds Your fancy with strange ugly forms That have no real Existence But by excess of Vertue you offend I said indeed that I wou'd Live what then Is 't not the Voice of Nature that abhors The fatal Separation Then where 's the Crime Isa. None but in living by a Crime Claud. You 're right but eagerly you cut off halfmy Words Which had imply'd that Truth

pardon But yours I ask that by delays surpriz'd Have lost your Brothers life But he that judg'd him Guilty of breach of Promise as of Lust The very mercy of the Law cries out An Angelo for Claudio life for life We do condemn thee then to that same Block Where Claudio stoop'd to death with the same haste Away with him Mar. Oh my most gracious Lord I hope you will not mock me with a Husband Duke It is your Angelo has mock'd you with a Husband For his possession's forfeited by Law VVe give 'em you to buy a better Husband Mar. I crave no other wou'd no better man Duke Speak not you for him my resolve is fixt Mar. Oh! Isabella if you e're knew love Assist my Prayers and kneel with me to beg This boon of the good Duke and all my life Shall be devoted to your constant service Duke Against all sense you do sollicit her Shou'd she but speak her Brothers Ghost would break His deep pav'd bed to take her hence with horror Mar. Oh! Isabella Oh kneel but by me lift but up your hands Say nothing I 'll say all Oh Prince The noblest Nature 's mingled with some faults So may my Husband 's You have known his truth His Judgment Will Ability to serve you Oh Isabella will you then not kneel Duke For Claudio's death he dies Isa. Oh Royal Sir Look on this man as if my Brother liv'd I do believe till he saw me his Virtue Might guide his rigid actions Mar. Most certainly Duke Your suit 's in vain stand up I have bethought me Of another fault Provost how came it That Claudio dy'd at an unusual hour Pro. I was so commanded Duke Had you a special Warrant for so doing Pro. No my good Lord it was a private Message Duke For which I here discharge you of your office Give up your Keys Pro. Oh pardon me Sir I thought it was a fault but knew it not And yet repented it on more advice For testimony of which one person That shou'd have dy'd by private order I have preserv'd alive Duke VVhat is he Pro. His name is Bernardine Duke I wish thou had'st done so by Claudio too Go fetch him hither let us see him here Ex. Pro. Esc. I am sorry one so learn'd and wise As you Lord Angelo have still appear'd Shou'd slip so grossly both in heat of Blood And want of Judgment afterwards Ang. My sorrow equals yours I crave not pity I merit death and that I only beg for Enter Provost Claudio and Julietta Duke Is this that Bernardine that you have sav'd Pro. It is my Liege as like to Claudio as himself Duke If he be like your Brother he is safe Isa. My Brother Clau. My Sister They embrace Duke 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 quickning in his eye Well Angelo let not this success To your ill deeds encourage your misdoing Cherish your Wife she 's worthy of your love I have confess'd her and I know her Vertue Thanks my good Escalus for thy faithful services Honest Provost thy care and secresie Shall meet a good reward we shall employ thee In a worthier place Forgive him Angelo Who shew'd the head of Rangozine for Claudio's Th' offence remits itself Dismiss the company Esca My Liege before you do retire I beg of you To share the joy we have for your return The sudden notice crampt our zeal to this Duke If Isabella please we all will share it Come fit by me I know thy Vertue Royal Thy House as ancient as thy Beauty 's young They all sit The last Musick The Fourth Entertainment Phaebus Rises in his Chariot over the Sea The Nercides out of the Sea Phoe. FRom Aurora's Spicy Bed Phoebus rears his Sacred Head His Coursers advancing Curvetting and Prancing 1 Ner. Phoebus strives in vain to tame 'em With Ambrosia fed too high 2 Ner. Phoebus ought not now to blame 'em Wild and eager to survey The fairest Pageant of the Sea Phoe. Tritons and Nereids come pay your devotion Cho. To the new rising Star of the Ocean Venus descends in her Chariot the Tritons rise out of the Sea The Tritons dance Ner. Look down ye Orbs and see A New Divinity Phoe. Whose Lustre does outshine Your fainter Beams and half Eclipses mine Give Phoebus leave to Prophesie Phoebus all events can see Ten thousand thousand harms From such prevailing Charms To Gods and Men must instantly ensue Cho. And if the Deities above Are victims of the Powers of Love What must Wretched Mortals do Venus Fear not Phoebus fear not me A harmless deity These are all my Guards ye view What can these Blind Archers do Phoe. Blind they are but strike the Heart Ven. What Phoebus says is always true They wound indeed but 't is a pleasing smart Phoe. Earth and Skies address their duty To the Soveraign Queen of Beauty All Resigning None Repining At her undisputed so●ay Cho. To Phoebus and Venus our Homage we 'll pay Her Charms bless the night as his Beams bless the day The Nereids Dance The Scene changes to a Grove The Spring appears in an Arbour with her Nymphs about her Ven. See the Spring in all her Glory Cho. Welcomes Venus to the shore Ven. Smiling hours are now before you Hours that may return no more Soft Musick Exit Phoe. Ven. Enter the Country Shepherds and Shepherdesses A DIALOGUE He. Tell me tell me prithee Dolly And leave thy Melancholy Why on the Plains the Nymphs and Swains This morning are so jolly She. By Zephir ●s gentle blowing And Grace of Venus flowing The Sun has been to Court our Queen And tir'd the Spring with wooing He. The Sun does guild our Bowers She. The Spring does yield us Flowers She sends the Vine He. He makes the Wine To charm our happy Hours She. She gives our Flocks their feeding He. He makes them fit for breeding She. She decks the Plain He. He fills the Grain And makes it worth the weeding Cho. But the Jolly Nymph Thetis that long his Love sought Has fluster'd him now with a large Mornings draught Let 's go and divert him then whilst he is mellow You know in his Cups he 's a Hot-beaded Fellow Enter Morris Dancers Enter the Spring and Nymphs Spring Our Youth and Form declare For what we were design'd 'T was Nature made us fair And you must make us kind He that fails of addressing 'T is but just he should fail of possessing The Spring and Nymphs dance Enter Shepherds She. Jolly Shepherds come away To celebrate this Genial day And take the friendly hours your vows to pay Now make Trial And take no denial Now carry your Game or for ever give o're Cho. Let us Love and happy live Possess those smiling Hours The more auspicious Powers And gentle Planets give Prepare those soft returns to meet That makes Love torments sweet Enter Mars and his Attendants on one side Peace and her Train on the other Mar. Bid the Warlike Trumpet sound Conquest waits with Lawrel crown'd Conquest is the Hero 's due Glorious Triumph will ensue Peace 'T is time for War's alarms to cease And Heroes Crown'd with spoils Enjoy the Harvest of their toils And reap the happy Fruits of Peace Mar. his Train Cho. No no! tho love would have it so Fame and Honour answer No. Beace Wherefore must the Warriour be To restless Tasks assign'd Give others those delights which he Must never hope to find Shall he whose valour gain'd The Prize in rough alarms Be still condemn'd to arms And from a Victors share detain'd Mar. Cho. Yes yes Peace Cho. No no. Mar. Cho. Fame Fame will have it so Peace Cho. Love and Reason answer no. Peace Must he with endless toils be prest Nor with repose himself be blest Who gives the weary Nations rest Mar. Cho. Yes yes Peace Cho. No no All. Love Reason Honour all will have it so Cho. Since it is decreed that Wars should cease Let 's all agree to welcome Peace The grand Dance Duke I am the last of my great race and wou'd not Leave my dear Country when I dye to strife But that I may secure so great a blessing With equal hand to all I 'll Justice do Favour shan't blind my Reason but Reward And punishment shall wait on Guilt and Merit Impartial Justice Kings shou'd mind alone For that 't is still perpetuates best a Throne FINIS