Ang.
Maiden, no remedy.
Isab. Yes; I do think that you might pardon him,
II. 2.
50 And neither heaven nor man grieve at the mercy.
Ang. I will not do’t.
Isab.
But can you, if you would?
Ang. Look, what I will not, that I cannot do.
Isab. But [might you] do’t, and do the world no wrong,
If so your heart were touch’d with that remorse