No Fear Shakespeare: Measure for Measure: Act 1 Scene 3

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A monastery.	A armonstey.
Enter DUKE VINCENTIO and FRIAR THOMAS	KDEU OTCIINNVE and RRFAI MHASTO neter.
DUKE VINCENTIO No, holy father; throw away that thought; Believe not that the dribbling dart of love Can pierce a complete bosom. Why I desire thee To give me secret harbour, hath a purpose 5 More grave and wrinkled than the aims and ends Of burning youth.	DKUE ENTOCNIVI No, oyhl hreatf, egtfro taht aeid. tDno tkhni hatt pCsdiu ebflee rrwao anc periec sith ervnlanbulie bomos. I awtn yuo to tehrsle me elcsyter ofr a onsera roem esasleg dan eussior tahn yan yhfoutul, nrbuing rsidee.
FRIAR THOMAS May your grace speak of it?	AIFRR MTASHO naC you ktla obuat it?
DUKE VINCENTIO My holy sir, none better knows than you How I have ever loved the life removed 10 And held in idle price to haunt assemblies Where youth, and cost, and witless bravery keeps. I have deliverd to Lord Angelo, A man of stricture and firm abstinence, My absolute power and place here in Vienna, 15 And he supposes me travelld to Poland; For so I have strewd it in the common ear, And so it is received. Now, pious sir, You will demand of me why I do this?	UDKE ICEIONNVT Rrendeve rsi, no one skwon breett tnha yuo hwo vIe yawsal oevld hte eqitu lefi adn envre cerda hcmu rfo hte iclaso ensec ewhre ougny oepple arbg dna thwro iehrt onmey ruodan. Iev vgein oLrd geolnA, a anm of icttrs lsef-eclnisdiip dna sfle-ianlde, my oetablus oewrp and isonpiot rehe in nVeain. He hsknti vIe oegn to dPalon, incse evI ersapd that rurom ganmo the ngearle iupbcl, and oyydbveer bslveiee it. wNo, iolerigsu sir, do ouy tawn to onkw wyh I ddi shit?
FRIAR THOMAS Gladly, my lord.	FARRI SAOMTH seY, my rlod.
DUKE VINCENTIO 20 We have strict statutes and most biting laws. The needful bits and curbs to headstrong weeds, Which for this nineteen years we have let slip; Even like an oergrown lion in a cave, That goes not out to prey. Now, as fond fathers, 25 Having bound up the threatening twigs of birch, Only to stick it in their childrens sight For terror, not to use, in time the rod Becomes more mockd than feard; so our decrees, Dead to infliction, to themselves are dead; 30 And liberty plucks justice by the nose; The baby beats the nurse, and quite athwart Goes all decorum.	UDEK VTNIIOENC I itsitendtu ctrsti ttaestsu adn mifr alsw, cseeasrny orcsltno orf hngdoatrse ahmun nreuats, utb ofr neenietn reays evI lte emth gwor xla, lkie an odl, taf ioln ttha elis in ish vcea dan eernv aselev to thnu. Now, a iongdt hetrfa acn eakm a bhcri wpgpiihn odr adn waev it in his sldhircen fcesa, but if he ylno atteersnh nda verne euss it, uevyltlena hllyte gualh at it dna ton afre it. yalSirmli, uor ioglrneutsa avhe geon nednfueorc, adn so erteyh as good as daed. Ppoele rea igunflot the alw whit trhie eloos niilgv. ehT rprope rodre of ithgsn is dterun ueisdp nowd, as if baiesb erew inanpgks irteh neannis.
FRIAR THOMAS It rested in your grace To unloose this tied-up justice when you pleased: 35 And it in you more dreadful would have seemd Than in Lord Angelo.	ARFRI SOTAHM It swa in yuor hlodsispr iabytil to etg the ceitjus emssty iwgonkr naaig weenvrhe uoy netwda. Adn it ldweuov nebe etkan mreo sosleyuir if uody odne it, raehtr anht odLr Alegno.
DUKE VINCENTIO I do fear, too dreadful: Sith twas my fault to give the people scope, Twould be my tyranny to strike and gall them 40 For what I bid them do: for we bid this be done, When evil deeds have their permissive pass And not the punishment. Therefore indeed, my father, I have on Angelo imposed the office; Who may, in the ambush of my name, strike home, 45 And yet my nature never in the fight To do in slander. And to behold his sway, I will, as twere a brother of your order, Visit both prince and people: therefore, I prithee, Supply me with the habit and instruct me 50 How I may formally in person bear me Like a true friar. More reasons for this action At our more leisure shall I render you; Only, this one: Lord Angelo is precise; Stands at a guard with envy; scarce confesses That his blood flows, or that his appetite A Biblical reference, specifically Matthew 7: Or what man is there of you, whom if his son ask bread, will he give him a stone? That his blood flows, or that his appetite Is more to bread than stone A Biblical reference, specifically Matthew 7: Or what man is there of you, whom if his son ask bread, will he give him a stone? Is more to bread than stone: hence shall we see, If power change purpose, what our seemers be.	DKUE EVINTONCI ooT uerssiloy, Im aifdar. inSce it aws my uaflt to eivg eht oelepp so ucmh fredmeo, Id eems iekl a aler trntya onw to iphw hetm orf ihngst I lwdolea thme to do. We litseaeslny letl eplope to evibamseh wehn we vgei levi sdeed a pass dna ndto hpuisn tmhe. So, irrfa, Iev ivnge teh bjo to golenA. He cna tyfivelcfee adel ithw tihs, in my ebntuam scien Im tno lplaryneos vonviled, I nwot oolk bda. To ees hwo he seurl, Id klie to vitsi mhi adn eht peleop dsdieuigs as one of oryu dresro soknm. So apslee ihsrfun me twhi a oerb dan cthea me owh to evbhae leki a real iarrf. ehnW htrees mroe miet, lIl igev you daonitaild orseasn rof my ancstio. orF own, llI tell you htis eno: roLd glenAo is a alpainitruc amn, tysnoctlna iruaggnd isfhmel sntaaig iedsre, the tpye who ylerba aidstm lobod lsfwo in shi nsiev. So if pwoer ecahgns a nsrpeso cpriipsnle, wlle see who he ayellr is.
Exeunt	yThe etix.