Measure for Measure

by: William Shakespeare

  Act 5 Scene 1

page Act 5 Scene 1 Page 21

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DUKE VINCENTIO

What’s he?

DUKE VINCENTIO

Who’s he?

PROVOST

His name is Barnardine.

PROVOST

His name is Barnardine.

DUKE VINCENTIO

I would thou hadst done so by Claudio.
505Go fetch him hither; let me look upon him.

DUKE VINCENTIO

I wish you had done the same with Claudio.
Go get him. Let me see him.
Exit Provost
The Provost exits.

ESCALUS

I am sorry, one so learned and so wise
As you, Lord Angelo, have still appear’d,
Should slip so grossly, both in the heat of blood.
And lack of temper’d judgment afterward.

ESCALUS

Lord Angelo, I am sorry that someone so educated and wise, as you always appeared to be, should slip so badly, both in the heat of desire and the lack of judgment afterward.

ANGELO

510I am sorry that such sorrow I procure:
And so deep sticks it in my penitent heart
That I crave death more willingly than mercy;
’Tis my deserving, and I do entreat it.

ANGELO

I am sorry that I cause such sorrow, and it sticks so deeply in my penitent heart that it makes me crave death more than mercy. I deserve death, and beg for it.
Re-enter Provost, with BARNARDINE, CLAUDIO muffled, and JULIET
The Provost re-enters, with BARNARDINE, CLAUDIO with his face covered, and JULIET.

DUKE VINCENTIO

Which is that Barnardine?

DUKE VINCENTIO

Which one is this Barnardine?

PROVOST

515This, my lord.

PROVOST

This one, my lord.

DUKE VINCENTIO

There was a friar told me of this man.
Sirrah, thou art said to have a stubborn soul.
That apprehends no further than this world,
And squarest thy life according. Thou’rt condemn’d:
520But, for those earthly faults, I quit them all;
And pray thee take this mercy to provide
For better times to come. Friar, advise him;
I leave him to your hand. What muffled fellow’s that?

DUKE VINCENTIO

A certain friar told me about this man. (to BARNARDINE) Fellow, you’re said to have a stubborn soul, one that can’t imagine an existence beyond this one, and shapes your life accordingly. You’re doomed. But I pardon you for all your crimes here on earth, and hope you’ll take advantage of this mercy to prepare for the better world to come. Friar, counsel him. I leave him in your hands. Who’s that covered-up fellow?

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