II.ii.99 (43,6)

[_Isab_. Yet shew some pity.

_Ang_. I shew it most of all, when I shew justice;

For then I pity those I do not know]

This was one of Bale's memorials. _When I find myself swayed to

mercy, let me remember, that there is a mercy likewise due to

the country_.

II.ii.126 (45,2) [We cannot weigh our brother with ourself] [W: yourself]

The old reading is right. _We_ mortals proud and foolish cannot

prevail on our passions to _weigh_ or compare _our brother_, a

being of like nature and frailty, with _ourself_. We have different

names and different judgments for the same faults committed by

persons of different condition. (1773)

II.ii.141 (46,3) [She speaks, and 'tis Such sense, that my sense

breeds with it] Thus all the folios. Some later editor has

changed _breeds_ to _bleeds_, and Dr. Warburton blames poor Mr. Theobald

for recalling the old word, which yet is certainly right.

_My sense_ breeds _with her sense_, that is, new thoughts are stirring

in my mind, new conceptions are _hatched_ in my imagination.

So we say to _brood_ over thought.

II.ii.149 (46,4) [tested gold] Rather cupelled, brought to the _test_,

refined, (see 1765,I,299,6)

II.ii.157 (47,6) [For I am that way going to temptation, Where

prayers cross] Which way Angelo is going to temptation, we begin

to perceive; but how _prayers cross_ that way, or cross each other,

at that way, more than any other, I do not understand.

Isabella prays that his _honour_ may be safe, meaning only to

give him his title: his imagination is caught by the word _honour_;

he feels that his _honour_ is in danger, and therefore, I believe,

answers thus:

_I am that way going to temptation_,

Which your _prayers cross_.

That is, I am tempted to lose that honour of which thou implorest

the preservation. The temptation under which I labour is that

which thou hast unknowingly _thwarted_ with thy prayer. He uses the

same mode language a few lines lower. Isabella, parting, says,

Save your _honour_!

Angelo catches the word--_Save it_! _From what_?

_From thee; even from thy virtue_!--(rev. 1778,II,52,3)

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