The city gate.
MARIANA veiled, ISABELLA, and FRIAR PETER, at their stand. Enter DUKE VINCENTIO, VARRIUS,
Lords, ANGELO, ESCALUS, LUCIO, Provost, Officers, and Citizens, at several doors
My very worthy cousin, fairly met!
Our old and faithful friend, we are glad to see you.
Happy return be to your royal grace!
Many and hearty thankings to you both.
We have made inquiry of you; and we hear
Such goodness of
your justice, that our soul
Cannot but yield you forth to public thanks,
Forerunning more requital.
You make my bonds still greater.
O, your desert speaks loud; and I should wrong it,
To lock it in the wards of covert bosom,
When it deserves,
with characters of brass,
A forted residence 'gainst the tooth of time
And razure of oblivion. Give me your
And let the subject see, to make them know
That outward courtesies would fain proclaim
that keep within. Come, Escalus,
You must walk by us on our other hand;
And good supporters are you.
FRIAR PETER and ISABELLA come forward
Now is your time: speak loud and kneel before him.
Justice, O royal duke! Vail your regard
Upon a wrong'd, I would fain have said, a maid!
O worthy prince,
dishonour not your eye
By throwing it on any other object
Till you have heard me in my true complaint
given me justice, justice, justice, justice!
Relate your wrongs; in what? by whom? be brief.
Here is Lord Angelo shall give you justice:
O worthy duke,
You bid me seek redemption of the devil:
Hear me yourself; for that which I must speak
either punish me, not being believed,
Or wring redress from you. Hear me, O hear me, here!
My lord, her wits, I fear me, are not firm:
She hath been a suitor to me for her brother
Cut off by course
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