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1

Measure for Measure
[I, 2]

Mistress Overdone

172

Thus, what with the war, what with the sweat, what
with the gallows and what with poverty, I am
custom-shrunk.
[Enter POMPEY]
How now! what's the news with you?

2

Measure for Measure
[II, 1]

(stage directions)

497

[Enter ELBOW, and Officers with FROTH and POMPEY]

3

Measure for Measure
[II, 1]

Pompey

659

Pompey.

4

Measure for Measure
[II, 1]

Escalus

662

Troth, and your bum is the greatest thing about you;
so that in the beastliest sense you are Pompey the
Great. Pompey, you are partly a bawd, Pompey,
howsoever you colour it in being a tapster, are you
not? come, tell me true: it shall be the better for you.

5

Measure for Measure
[II, 1]

Escalus

668

How would you live, Pompey? by being a bawd? What
do you think of the trade, Pompey? is it a lawful trade?

6

Measure for Measure
[II, 1]

Escalus

671

But the law will not allow it, Pompey; nor it shall
not be allowed in Vienna.

7

Measure for Measure
[II, 1]

Escalus

675

No, Pompey.

8

Measure for Measure
[II, 1]

Pompey

681

If you head and hang all that offend that way but
for ten year together, you'll be glad to give out a
commission for more heads: if this law hold in
Vienna ten year, I'll rent the fairest house in it
after three-pence a bay: if you live to see this
come to pass, say Pompey told you so.

9

Measure for Measure
[II, 1]

Escalus

687

Thank you, good Pompey; and, in requital of your
prophecy, hark you: I advise you, let me not find
you before me again upon any complaint whatsoever;
no, not for dwelling where you do: if I do, Pompey,
I shall beat you to your tent, and prove a shrewd
Caesar to you; in plain dealing, Pompey, I shall
have you whipt: so, for this time, Pompey, fare you well.

10

Measure for Measure
[III, 2]

(stage directions)

1512

[Enter, on one side, DUKE VINCENTIO disguised as]
before; on the other, ELBOW, and Officers with POMPEY]

11

Measure for Measure
[III, 2]

Lucio

1555

How now, noble Pompey! What, at the wheels of
Caesar? art thou led in triumph? What, is there
none of Pygmalion's images, newly made woman, to be
had now, for putting the hand in the pocket and
extracting it clutch'd? What reply, ha? What
sayest thou to this tune, matter and method? Is't
not drowned i' the last rain, ha? What sayest
thou, Trot? Is the world as it was, man? Which is
the way? Is it sad, and few words? or how? The
trick of it?

12

Measure for Measure
[III, 2]

Lucio

1570

Why, 'tis good; it is the right of it; it must be
so: ever your fresh whore and your powdered bawd:
an unshunned consequence; it must be so. Art going
to prison, Pompey?

13

Measure for Measure
[III, 2]

Lucio

1575

Why, 'tis not amiss, Pompey. Farewell: go, say I
sent thee thither. For debt, Pompey? or how?

14

Measure for Measure
[III, 2]

Lucio

1578

Well, then, imprison him: if imprisonment be the
due of a bawd, why, 'tis his right: bawd is he
doubtless, and of antiquity too; bawd-born.
Farewell, good Pompey. Commend me to the prison,
Pompey: you will turn good husband now, Pompey; you
will keep the house.

15

Measure for Measure
[III, 2]

Lucio

1585

No, indeed, will I not, Pompey; it is not the wear.
I will pray, Pompey, to increase your bondage: If
you take it not patiently, why, your mettle is the
more. Adieu, trusty Pompey. 'Bless you, friar.

16

Measure for Measure
[III, 2]

Lucio

1590

Does Bridget paint still, Pompey, ha?

17

Measure for Measure
[III, 2]

Lucio

1593

Then, Pompey, nor now. What news abroad, friar?
what news?

18

Measure for Measure
[III, 2]

Lucio

1596

Go to kennel, Pompey; go.
[Exeunt ELBOW, POMPEY and Officers]
What news, friar, of the duke?

19

Measure for Measure
[IV, 2]

(stage directions)

1885

[Enter Provost and POMPEY]

20

Measure for Measure
[IV, 2]

Provost

1943

Call hither Barnardine and Claudio:
[Exeunt POMPEY and ABHORSON]
The one has my pity; not a jot the other,
Being a murderer, though he were my brother.
[Enter CLAUDIO]
Look, here's the warrant, Claudio, for thy death:
'Tis now dead midnight, and by eight to-morrow
Thou must be made immortal. Where's Barnardine?