Act 1, Scene 5
A Nunnery.
- [Enter ISABELLA and FRANCISCA.]
- Isabella
- 321 And have you nuns no further privileges?
- Francisca
- 322 Are not these large enough?
- Isabella
- 323 Yes, truly; I speak not as desiring more,
- 324 But rather wishing a more strict restraint
- 325 Upon the sisterhood, the votarists of Saint Clare.
- [Within.]
- Lucio
- 326 Ho! Peace be in this place!
- Isabella
- 327 Who's that which calls?
- Francisca
- 328 It is a man's voice. Gentle Isabella,
- 329 Turn you the key, and know his business of him;
- 330 You may, I may not; you are yet unsworn:
- 331 When you have vow'd, you must not speak with men
- 332 But in the presence of the prioress;
- 333 Then, if you speak, you must not show your face;
- 334 Or, if you show your face, you must not speak.
- 335 He calls again; I pray you answer him.
- [Exit FRANCISCA.]
- Isabella
- 336 Peace and prosperity! Who is't that calls?
- [Enter LUCIO.]
- Lucio
- 337 Hail, virgin, if you be; as those cheek-roses
- 338 Proclaim you are no less! Can you so stead me
- 339 As bring me to the sight of Isabella,
- 340 A novice of this place, and the fair sister
- 341 To her unhappy brother Claudio?
- Isabella
- 342 Why her unhappy brother? let me ask;
- 343 The rather, for I now must make you know
- 344 I am that Isabella, and his sister.
- Lucio
- 345 Gentle and fair, your brother kindly greets you:
- 346 Not to be weary with you, he's in prison.
- Isabella
- 347 Woe me! For what?
- Lucio
- 348 For that which, if myself might be his judge,
- 349 He should receive his punishment in thanks:
- 350 He hath got his friend with child.
- Isabella
- 351 Sir, make me not your story.
- Lucio
- 352 It is true.
- 353 I would not—though 'tis my familiar sin
- 354 With maids to seem the lapwing, and to jest,
- 355 Tongue far from heart—play with all virgins so:
- 356 I hold you as a thing ensky'd and sainted;
- 357 By your renouncement an immortal spirit;
- 358 And to be talk'd with in sincerity,
- 359 As with a saint.
- Isabella
- 360 You do blaspheme the good in mocking me.
- Lucio
- 361 Do not believe it. Fewness and truth, 'tis thus:
- 362 Your brother and his lover have embraced:
- 363 As those that feed grow full: as blossoming time,
- 364 That from the seedness the bare fallow brings
- 365 To teeming foison; even so her plenteous womb
- 366 Expresseth his full tilth and husbandry.
- Isabella
- 367 Some one with child by him?—My cousin Juliet?
- Lucio
- 368 Is she your cousin?
- Isabella
- 369 Adoptedly, as school-maids change their names
- 370 By vain though apt affection.
- Lucio
- 371 She it is.
- Isabella
- 372 O, let him marry her!
- Lucio
- 373 This is the point.
- 374 The duke is very strangely gone from hence;
- 375 Bore many gentlemen, myself being one,
- 376 In hand, and hope of action: but we do learn
- 377 By those that know the very nerves of state,
- 378 His givings out were of an infinite distance
- 379 From his true-meant design. Upon his place,
- 380 And with full line of his authority,
- 381 Governs Lord Angelo: a man whose blood
- 382 Is very snow-broth; one who never feels
- 383 The wanton stings and motions of the sense.
- 384 But doth rebate and blunt his natural edge
- 385 With profits of the mind, study, and fast.
- 386 He,—to give fear to use and liberty,
- 387 Which have for long run by the hideous law,
- 388 As mice by lions,—hath pick'd out an act,
- 389 Under whose heavy sense your brother's life
- 390 Falls into forfeit: he arrests him on it;
- 391 And follows close the rigour of the statute
- 392 To make him an example; all hope is gone.
- 393 Unless you have the grace by your fair prayer
- 394 To soften Angelo: and that's my pith
- 395 Of business 'twixt you and your poor brother.
- Isabella
- 396 Doth he so seek his life?
- Lucio
- 397 Has censur'd him
- 398 Already; and, as I hear, the provost hath
- 399 A warrant for his execution.
- Isabella
- 400 Alas! what poor ability's in me
- 401 To do him good.
- Lucio
- 402 Assay the power you have.
- Isabella
- 403 My power! alas, I doubt,—
- Lucio
- 404 Our doubts are traitors,
- 405 And make us lose the good we oft might win
- 406 By fearing to attempt. Go to Lord Angelo,
- 407 And let him learn to know, when maidens sue,
- 408 Men give like gods; but when they weep and kneel,
- 409 All their petitions are as freely theirs
- 410 As they themselves would owe them.
- Isabella
- 411 I'll see what I can do.
- Lucio
- 412 But speedily.
- Isabella
- 413 I will about it straight;
- 414 No longer staying but to give the Mother
- 415 Notice of my affair. I humbly thank you:
- 416 Commend me to my brother: soon at night
- 417 I'll send him certain word of my success.
- Lucio
- 418 I take my leave of you.
- Isabella
- 419 Good sir, adieu.
- [Exeunt.]