1    Every letter he hath writ hath disvouched other.

2    In most uneven and distracted manner. His actions
3    show much like to madness: pray heaven his wisdom be
4    not tainted! And why meet him at the gates, and
5    redeliver our authorities there

6    I guess not.

7    And why should we proclaim it in an hour before his
8    entering, that if any crave redress of injustice,
9    they should exhibit their petitions in the street?

10   He shows his reason for that: to have a dispatch of
11   complaints, and to deliver us from devices
12   hereafter, which shall then have no power to stand
13   against us.

14   Well, I beseech you, let it be proclaimed betimes
15   i' the morn; I'll call you at your house: give
16   notice to such men of sort and suit as are to meet
17   him.

18   I shall, sir. Fare you well.

19   Good night.
Exit ESCALUS
20   This deed unshapes me quite, makes me unpregnant
21   And dull to all proceedings. A deflower'd maid!
22   And by an eminent body that enforced
23   The law against it! But that her tender shame
24   Will not proclaim against her maiden loss,
25   How might she tongue me! Yet reason dares her no;
26   For my authority bears of a credent bulk,
27   That no particular scandal once can touch
28   But it confounds the breather. He should have lived,
29   Save that riotous youth, with dangerous sense,
30   Might in the times to come have ta'en revenge,
31   By so receiving a dishonour'd life
32   With ransom of such shame. Would yet he had lived!
33   A lack, when once our grace we have forgot,
34   Nothing goes right: we would, and we would not.