_Hold therefore, Angelo, our place and power:_ Grant White.
45: _Mortality_] _Morality_ Pope.
51: _upon it_] _upon 't_ Capell.
_No more_] _Come, no more_ Pope.
52: _leaven'd and prepared_] Ff. _leven'd and prepar'd_ Rowe.
_prepar'd and leaven'd_ Pope. _prepar'd and level'd_ Warburton.
_prepar'd unleaven'd_ Heath conj.
56: _to you_] om. Hanmer.
61: _your commissions_] F1. _your commission_ F2 F3 F4.
_our commission_ Pope.
66: _laws_] _law_ Pope.
76: [Exit.] F2. [Exit. (after line 75) F1.
84: _your_] _you_ F2.
SCENE II. _A street._
_Enter LUCIO and two _Gentlemen_._
_Lucio._ If the duke, with the other dukes, come not to
composition with the King of Hungary, why then all the
dukes fall upon the king.
_First Gent._ Heaven grant us its peace, but not the
King of Hungary's! 5
_Sec. Gent._ Amen.
_Lucio._ Thou concludest like the sanctimonious pirate,
that went to sea with the Ten Commandments, but scraped
one out of the table.
_Sec. Gent._ 'Thou shalt not steal'? 10
_Lucio._ Ay, that he razed.
_First Gent._ Why, 'twas a commandment to command
the captain and all the rest from their functions: they put
forth to steal. There's not a soldier of us all, that, in the
thanksgiving before meat, do relish the petition well that 15
prays for peace.
_Sec. Gent._ I never heard any soldier dislike it.
_Lucio._ I believe thee; for I think thou never wast
where grace was said.
_Sec. Gent._ No? a dozen times at least. 20
_First Gent._ What, in metre?
_Lucio._ In any proportion or in any language.
_First Gent._ I think, or in any religion.
_Lucio._ Ay, why not? Grace is grace, despite of all
controversy: as, for example, thou thyself art a wicked 25
villain, despite of all grace.
_First Gent._ Well, there went but a pair of shears between
us.
_Lucio._ I grant; as there may between the lists and the
velvet. Thou art the list. 30
_First Gent._ And thou the velvet: thou art good velvet;
thou'rt a three-piled piece, I warrant thee: I had as lief
be a list of an English kersey, as be piled, as thou art
piled, for a French velvet. Do I speak feelingly now?
_Lucio._ I think thou dost; and, indeed, with most painful 35
feeling of thy speech: I will, out of thine own confession,
learn to begin thy health; but, whilst I live, forget to
drink after thee.
_First Gent._ I think I have done myself wrong, have
I not? 40
_Sec. Gent._ Yes, that thou hast, whether thou art tainted
or free.
_Lucio._ Behold, behold, where Madam Mitigation
comes! I have purchased as many diseases under her roof
as come to-- 45
_Sec. Gent._ To what, I pray?
_Lucio._ Judge.
_Sec. Gent._ To three thousand dolours a year.
_First Gent._ Ay, and more.
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