Identifier: comediesofwillia04shak (find matches)
Title: The comedies of William Shakespeare
Year: 1896 (1890s)
Authors: Shakespeare, William, 1564-1616 Abbey, Edwin Austin, 1852-1911
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Publisher: New York : Harper and brothers
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
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Ang. Hes sentenced; tis too late. Liicio. You are too cold. \To Isabella. /sab. Too late.? why, no; I, that do speak a word,May call it back again. Well, believe this,No ceremony that to great ones longs,Not the kings crown, nor the deputed sword.The marshals truncheon, nor the judges robe.Become them with one half so 2:ood a o:race
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uiififi X MEASURE FOR MEASURE 25 As mercy does. If he had been as you, And you as he, you would have sHppd like him; But he, like you, would not have been so stern. Aug. Pray you, begone. Isab. I would to Heaven I had your potency,And you were Isabel! should it then be thus ?No; I would tell what twere to be a judge.And what a prisoner. Luc to. Ay, touch him : theres the vein. \^Aside. Ang. Your brother is a forfeit of the law,And you but waste your words. Isab, Alas ! alas ! Why, all the souls that were, were forfeit once;And He that might the vantage best have took.Found out the remedy. How would you beIf He, which is the top of judgment, shouldBut judge you as you are 1 Oh, think on that,And mercy then will breathe within your lipsLike man new-made. Ang. Be you content, fair maid ; It is the law, not I, condemns your brother.Were he my kinsman, brother, or my son.It should be thus with him—he must die to-morrow. Isab. To-morrow.^ Oh, thats sudden! Spare him,spare him :Hes not pre

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