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Another thing to fall: I not deny,
The jury, passing on the prisoner's life
May in the sworn-twelve have a thief, or two
Guiltier than him they try; what's open made to justice,
That justice seizes; What knows the laws
That thieves do pass on thieves? 'Tis very pregnant,
The jewel that we find, we stoop and take't,
Because we see it; but what we do not see,
We tread upon, and never think of it.
You may not so extenuate his offence,
For I have had such faults; but rather tell me
When I, that censure him, do so offend,
Let mine own judgment pattern out my death,
And nothing come in partial. Sir, he must die.
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ESCALUS.
Be it as your wisdom will.
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ANGELO.
Where is the provost?
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PROVOST.
Here, if it like your honor.
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ANGELO.
See that Claudio
Be executed by nine to-morrow morning,
Bring him his confessor, let him be prepared,
For that's the utmost of his pilgrimage.
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ESCALUS.
Well: heaven forgive him; and forgive us all:
Some rise by sin, and some by virtue fall:
Some run from brakes of ice, and answer none,
And some condemned for a fault alone.
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