LUCIO Does Bridget paint still, Pompey, ha? You take it not patiently, why, your mettle is the I will pray, Pompey, to increase your bondage: If LUCIO No, indeed, will I not, Pompey it is not the wear. POMPEY I hope, sir, your good worship will be my bail.
Pompey: you will turn good husband now, Pompey you LUCIO Well, then, imprison him: if imprisonment be theĭue of a bawd, why, 'tis his right: bawd is heĭoubtless, and of antiquity too bawd-born.įarewell, good Pompey. For debt, Pompey? or how?ĮLBOW For being a bawd, for being a bawd. So: ever your fresh whore and your powdered bawd:Īn unshunned consequence it must be so. LUCIO Why, 'tis good it is the right of it it must be POMPEY Troth, sir, she hath eaten up all her beef, and she LUCIO How doth my dear morsel, thy mistress? Procures she The way? Is it sad, and few words? or how? TheĭUKE VINCENTIO Still thus, and thus still worse! Thou, Trot? Is the world as it was, man? Which is Not drowned i' the last rain, ha? What sayest Sayest thou to this tune, matter and method? Is't Had now, for putting the hand in the pocket andĮxtracting it clutch'd? What reply, ha? What None of Pygmalion's images, newly made woman, to be Here's a gentleman and aĮnter LUCIO LUCIO How now, noble Pompey! What, at the wheels ofĬaesar? art thou led in triumph? What, is there He be a whoremonger, and comes before him, he wereĭUKE VINCENTIO That we were all, as some would seem to be,įrom our faults, as faults from seeming, free!ĮLBOW His neck will come to your waist,-a cord, sir. Warning: the deputy cannot abide a whoremaster: if Take him to prison, officer:Ĭorrection and instruction must both workĮLBOW He must before the deputy, sir he has given him POMPEY Indeed, it does stink in some sort, sir but yet,ĭUKE VINCENTIO Nay, if the devil have given thee proofs for sin, So stinkingly depending? Go mend, go mend. Do thou but thinkįrom their abominable and beastly touches Upon him, sir, a strange picklock, which we haveĭUKE VINCENTIO Fie, sirrah! a bawd, a wicked bawd! Take him to be a thief too, sir for we have found What offence hathĮLBOW Marry, sir, he hath offended the law: and, sir, we
'Bless you, good father friar.ĭUKE VINCENTIO And you, good brother father. Order of law a furred gown to keep him warm andįurred with fox and lamb-skins too, to signify, thatĬraft, being richer than innocency, stands for the facing.ĮLBOW Come your way, sir. Merriest was put down, and the worser allowed by POMPEY 'Twas never merry world since, of two usuries, the Shall have all the world drink brown and white bastard.ĭUKE VINCENTIO O heavens! what stuff is here Needs buy and sell men and women like beasts, we
The street before the prison.Įnter, on one side, DUKE VINCENTIO disguised as before on the other, ELBOW, and Officers with POMPEY ELBOW Nay, if there be no remedy for it, but that you will