_Isab._ Ay, with such gifts that heaven shall share with you.
_Lucio._ [_Aside to Isab._] Yon had marr'd all else.
_Isab._ Not with fond shekels of the tested gold,
Or stones whose rates are either rich or poor 150
As fancy values them; but with true prayers
That shall be up at heaven and enter there
Ere sun-rise, prayers from preserved souls,
From fasting maids whose minds are dedicate
To nothing temporal.
_Ang._ Well; come to me to-morrow. 155
_Lucio._ [_Aside to Isab._] Go to; 'tis well; away!
_Isab._ Heaven keep your honour safe!
_Ang._ [_Aside_] Amen:
For I am that way going to temptation,
Where prayers cross.
_Isab._ At what hour to-morrow
Shall I attend your lordship?
_Ang._ At any time 'fore noon. 160
_Isab._ 'Save your honour!
[_Exeunt Isabella, Lucio, and Provost._
_Ang._ From thee,--even from thy virtue!
What's this, what's this? Is this her fault or mine?
The tempter or the tempted, who sins most?
Ha!
Not she; nor doth she tempt: but it is I 165
That, lying by the violet in the sun,
Do as the carrion does, not as the flower,
Corrupt with virtuous season. Can it be
That modesty may more betray our sense
Than woman's lightness? Having waste ground enough, 170
Shall we desire to raze the sanctuary,
And pitch our evils there? O, fie, fie, fie!
What dost thou, or what art thou, Angelo?
Dost thou desire her foully for those things
That make her good? O, let her brother live: 175
Thieves for their robbery have authority
When judges steal themselves. What, do I love her,
That I desire to hear her speak again,
And feast upon her eyes? What is't I dream on?
O cunning enemy, that, to catch a saint, 180
With saints dost bait thy hook! Most dangerous
Is that temptation that doth goad us on
To sin in loving virtue: never could the strumpet,
With all her double vigour, art and nature,
Once stir my temper; but this virtuous maid 185
Subdues me quite. Ever till now,
When men were fond, I smiled, and wonder'd how. [_Exit._
NOTES: II, 2.
SCENE II.] SCENE VI. Pope.
[Transcriber's Note:
Pope's Scene VII is not identified. Scene VIII begins at
line 161.]
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