Measure for Measure: Act 4, Scene 1

    comedy

    The moated grange at ST. LUKE's.

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    Isabella explains the plan to Mariana at her house. Mariana agrees to go to Angelo in Isabella's place that night.

    Enter MARIANA and a Boy
    Boy sings
    Take, O, take those lips away,
    That so sweetly were forsworn;
    And those eyes, the break of day,
    Lights that do mislead the morn:
    But my kisses bring again, bring again;
    Seals of love, but sealed in vain, sealed in vain.
    MARIANA
    Break off thy song, and haste thee quick away:
    Here comes a man of comfort, whose advice
    Hath often still'd my brawling discontent.
    Exit Boy
    Enter DUKE VINCENTIO disguised as before
    I cry you mercy, sir; and well could wish
    You had not found me here so musical:
    Let me excuse me, and believe me so,
    My mirth it much displeased, but pleased my woe.
    DUKE VINCENTIO
    'Tis good; though music oft hath such a charm
    To make bad good, and good provoke to harm.
    I pray, you, tell me, hath any body inquired
    for me here to-day? much upon this time have
    I promised here to meet.
    MARIANA
    You have not been inquired after:
    I have sat here all day.
    Enter ISABELLA
    DUKE VINCENTIO
    I do constantly believe you. The time is come even
    now. I shall crave your forbearance a little: may
    be I will call upon you anon, for some advantage to yourself.
    MARIANA
    I am always bound to you.
    Exit
    DUKE VINCENTIO
    Very well met, and well come.
    What is the news from this good deputy?
    ISABELLA
    He hath a garden circummured with brick,
    Whose western side is with a vineyard back'd;
    And to that vineyard is a planched gate,
    That makes his opening with this bigger key:
    This other doth command a little door
    Which from the vineyard to the garden leads;
    There have I made my promise
    Upon the heavy middle of the night
    To call upon him.
    DUKE VINCENTIO
    But shall you on your knowledge find this way?
    ISABELLA
    I have ta'en a due and wary note upon't:
    With whispering and most guilty diligence,
    In action all of precept, he did show me
    The way twice o'er.
    DUKE VINCENTIO
    Are there no other tokens
    Between you 'greed concerning her observance?
    ISABELLA
    No, none, but only a repair i' the dark;
    And that I have possess'd him my most stay
    Can be but brief; for I have made him know
    I have a servant comes with me along,
    That stays upon me, whose persuasion is
    I come about my brother.
    DUKE VINCENTIO
    'Tis well borne up.
    I have not yet made known to Mariana
    A word of this. What, ho! within! come forth!
    Re-enter MARIANA
    I pray you, be acquainted with this maid;
    She comes to do you good.
    ISABELLA
    I do desire the like.
    DUKE VINCENTIO
    Do you persuade yourself that I respect you?
    MARIANA
    Good friar, I know you do, and have found it.
    DUKE VINCENTIO
    Take, then, this your companion by the hand,
    Who hath a story ready for your ear.
    I shall attend your leisure: but make haste;
    The vaporous night approaches.
    MARIANA
    Will't please you walk aside?
    Exeunt MARIANA and ISABELLA
    DUKE VINCENTIO
    O place and greatness! millions of false eyes
    Are stuck upon thee: volumes of report
    Run with these false and most contrarious quests
    Upon thy doings: thousand escapes of wit
    Make thee the father of their idle dreams
    And rack thee in their fancies.
    Re-enter MARIANA and ISABELLA
    Welcome, how agreed?
    ISABELLA
    She'll take the enterprise upon her, father,
    If you advise it.
    DUKE VINCENTIO
    It is not my consent,
    But my entreaty too.
    ISABELLA
    Little have you to say
    When you depart from him, but, soft and low,
    'Remember now my brother.'
    MARIANA
    Fear me not.
    DUKE VINCENTIO
    Nor, gentle daughter, fear you not at all.
    He is your husband on a pre-contract:
    To bring you thus together, 'tis no sin,
    Sith that the justice of your title to him
    Doth flourish the deceit. Come, let us go:
    Our corn's to reap, for yet our tithe's to sow.
    Exeunt