Measure for Measure

Euer till now
When men were fond, I smild, and wondred how.

Live in thy tongue and heart.

Hold, therefore, Angelo—
In our remove be thou at full ourself;
Mortality and mercy in Vienna

Elected him our absence to supply;
Lent him our terror, dress’d him with our love,

ACT I. SCENE I. The DUKE’S palace