55 From his true-meant design. Upon his place,
And with full line of his authority,
Governs Lord Angelo; a man whose blood
Is very snow-broth; one who never feels
The wanton stings and motions of the sense,
60 But doth rebate and blunt [his] natural edge
With profits of the mind, study and fast.
He—to give fear to use and liberty,
Which have [for long] run by the hideous law,
As mice by lions—hath pick’d out an act,