Measure for Measure
Act 2, Scene 3
A room in a prison.
- Enter Duke disguised as a friar and Provost, meeting.
- Hail to you, Provost! So I think you are.
- I am the Provost. What’s your will, good friar?
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- Bound by my charity and my blest order,
- I come to visit the afflicted spirits
- Here in the prison. Do me the common right
- To let me see them, and to make me know
- The nature of their crimes, that I may minister
- To them accordingly.
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- I would do more than that, if more were needful.
- Enter Juliet.
- Look, here comes one; a gentlewoman of mine,
- Who, falling in the flaws of her own youth,
- Hath blister’d her report. She is with child,
- And he that got it, sentenc’d; a young man
- More fit to do another such offense
- Than die for this.
- When must he die?
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- As I do think, tomorrow.
- To Juliet.
- I have provided for you. Stay a while,
- And you shall be conducted.
- Repent you, fair one, of the sin you carry?
- I do; and bear the shame most patiently.
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- I’ll teach you how you shall arraign your conscience,
- And try your penitence, if it be sound,
- Or hollowly put on.
- I’ll gladly learn.
- Love you the man that wrong’d you?
- Yes, as I love the woman that wrong’d him.
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- So then it seems your most offenseful act
- Was mutually committed?
- Then was your sin of heavier kind than his.
- I do confess it, and repent it, father.
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- ’Tis meet so, daughter, but lest you do repent
- As that the sin hath brought you to this shame,
- Which sorrow is always toward ourselves, not heaven,
- Showing we would not spare heaven as we love it,
- But as we stand in fear—
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- I do repent me as it is an evil,
- And take the shame with joy.
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- There rest.
- Your partner, as I hear, must die tomorrow,
- And I am going with instruction to him.
- Grace go with you, Benedicite!
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- Must die tomorrow? O injurious love,
- That respites me a life whose very comfort
- Is still a dying horror!
- ’Tis pity of him.