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hip to bip: she is spherical, like a globe; I could ( If every one knows us; and we know none, fod out countries in her.

'Tis time, I think, to trudge, pack, and be gone. Ant. S. In what part of her body stands Ireland ? Dro. S. As from a bear a man would run

for life, Dre S. Marry, sir, in her buttocks; I found it So fly I from her that would be my wife. (Exit. out by the bogs.

Ant. S. There's none but witches do inhabit here; ARI. $. Where Scotland ?

And therefore 'tis high time that I were bence. : Drs. $. I found it by the barrenness; hard, in She, that doth call me husband, even my soul the palm of the hand.

Doth for a wife abhor : but her fair sister, ÅR. & Where France ?

Possess'd with such a gentle sovereign grace, Dro. S. In her forehead; anned and reverted, Of such enchanting presence and discourse, making war against her hair.

Hath almost made me traitor to myself : Art. 8. Where England ?

But, lest myself be guilty to self-wrong, Dro. S. I looked for the chalky cliffs, but I could I'll stop mine ears against the merinaid's song. find no whiteness in them: but I guess, it stood in ber ehin, by the salt rheum that ran between France

Enter ANGELO. and it.

Ang. Master Antipholus ? Ant. S. Where Spain ?

Ant. S. Ay, that's my name. Dr. S. Faith, I saw it not ; but I felt it, hot in Ang. I know it well," sir , Lo, here is the chain; her breath,

I thought to have ta’en you at the Porcupine : Art. S. Where America, the Indies ?

The chain unfinish'd made me stay thus long. Drs. S. O, sir, upon her nose, all o'er embel- Ant. S. What is your will, that I shall do with lished with rubies, carbuncles, sapphires, declining

this? their rich aspect to the hot breath of Spain; who Ang. What please yourself, sir ; I have made it sent whole armadas of carracks to be ballast at her

Ant. $. Made it for me, sir ! I bespoke it not. Art. 8. Where stood Belgia, the Netherlands ? Ang. Not once, nor twice, but twenty times you Dro. &. O, sir, I did not look so low. To con

have : clude, this drudge, or diviner, laid claim to me; Go home with it, and please your wife withal ; cailed me Dromio ; swore, I was assured to her; And soon at supper-time I'll visit you, told me what privy marks I had about me, as the And then receive my money for the chain. marts of my shoulder, the mole in my neck, the Ant. S. I pray you, sir, receive the money now, great wart on my left arm, that I, amazed, ran from For fear you ne'er see chain, nor money more. ber as a witch : and, I think, if my breast had not Ang. You are a merry man, sir ; fare you well. been made of faith, and my heart of steel, she had

[Erit. transformed me to a curtail-dog, and made me turn Ant. S. What I should think of this, I cannot tell: i'the wheel.

But this I think, there's no man is so vain, An. S. Go, hie thee presently, post to the road; That would refuse so fair an offer'd chain. And if the wind blow any way from shore,

I see, a man here needs not live by shifts, I will not harbour in this town to-night.

When in the streets he meets such golden gifts. any bark put forth, come to the mart,

I'll to the mart, and there for Dromio stay; Where I will walk, till thou return to me. If any ship put out, then straight away. (Exit.

for you.


SCENE I. The same.

And buy a rope's end ; that will I bestow Enter a Merchant, ANGELO, and an Officer.

Among my wife and her confederates,

For locking me out of my doors by day. Mer. You know, since Pentecost the sum is due, But soft, I see the goldsmith : - get thee gone ; And since I have not much importun'd you ; Buy thou a rope, and bring it home to me. Nor now I had not, but that I am bound

Dro. E. I buy a thousand pound a year! I buy To Persia, and want gilders for my voyage :

a rope !

(Exit Dromio. Therefore make present satisfaction,

Ant. E. A man is well holp up, that trusts to you. Or I'll attach you by this officer.

I promised your presence, and the chain; Ang. Even just the sum, that I do owe to you, But neither chain, nor goldsmith, came to me : Is growing to me by Antipholus :

Belike, you thought our love would last too long, An, ja the instant that I met with you,

If it were chain'd together; and therefore came not. He had of me a chain ; at five o'clock,

Ang. Saving your merry humour, here's the note, I shall receive the money for the same :

How much your chain weighs to the utmost carat; Pleasth you walk with me down to his house, The fineness of the gold, and chargeful fashion ; I will discharge my bond, and thank you too. Which doth amount to three odd ducats more

Than I stand debted to this gentleman : Enter ASTIPHOLUS of Ephesus, and Dromio of I pray you, see him presently discharg’d, Ephesus.

For he is bound to sea, and stays but for it. af. That labour may you save; see where he Art. E. I am not furnish'd with the present comes.

money ; Ant. E. While I go to the goldsmith's house, go Besides I have some business in the town : thou

Good signior, take the stranger to my house,



And with you take the chain, and bid my wife Blows fair from land : they stay for nought at all, Disburse the sum on the receipt thereof;

But for their owner, master, and yourself. Perchance, I will be there as soon as you.

Ant. E. How now! a madman? Why thou peeAng. Then you will bring the chain to her your

vish sheep, self?

What ship of Epidamnum stays for me? Ant. E. No; bear it with you, lest I come not Dro. S. A ship you sent me to, to hire waftage. time enough

Ant. E. Thou drunken slave, I sent thee for a rope; Ang. Well, sir, I will: Have you the chain And told thee to what purpose, and what end. about you ?

Dro. S. You sent me, sir, for a rope's-end as soon:
Ant. E. An if I have not, sir, I hope you have; You sent me to the bay, sir, for a bark.
Or else you may return without your money. Ant. E. I will debate this matter at more leisure,
Ang. Nay, come, I pray you, sir, give me the And teach your ears to listen with more heed.

To Adriana, villain, hie thee straight :
Both wind and tide stays for this gentleman, Give her this key, and tell her, in the desk
And I, to blame, have held him here too long. That's cover'd o'er with Turkish tapestry,
Ant. E. Good lord, you use this dalliance to There is a purse of ducats; let her send it;

Tell her, I am arrested in the street,
Your breach of promise to the Porcupine :

And that shall bail me : hie thee, slave; be gone. I should have chid you for not bringing it,

On, officer, to prison till it come. But, like a shrew, you first begin to brawl. .

[Exeunt Merchant, ANGELO, Officer, anı! Ant. E. Mer. The hour steals on; I pray you, sir, de- Dro. S. To Adriana! that is where we din'd, spatch.

Where Dowsabel did claim me for her husband : Ang. You hear, how he importunes me; the She is too big, I hope, for me to compass. chain

Thither I must, although against my will, Ant. E. Why, give it to my wife, and fetch your For servants must their masters’ minds fulfil. Eril.

money. Ang. Come, come, you know, I gave it you even

SCENE II. - The same. Either send the chain, or send me by some token.

Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA. Ant. E. Fye! now you run this humour out of Adr. Ah, Luciana, did he tempt thee so? breath :

Might'st thou perceive austerely in his eye Come, where's the chain ? I pray you, let me see it. That he did plead in earnest, yea or no ?

Mer. My business cannot brook this dalliance : Look'd he or red, or pale ; or sad, or merrily? Good sir, say, whe'r you'll answer me, or no; What observation mad'st thou in this case, If not, I'll leave him to the officer.

Of his heart's meteors tilting in his face? Ant. E. I answer you! What should I answer Luc. First, he denied you had in him no right.

Adr. He meant, he did me none; the more my Ang. The money, that you owe me for the chain.

spite. Ant. E. I owe you none, till I receive the chain. Luc. Then swore he, that he was a stranger here. Ang. You know, I gave it you half an hour Adr. And true he swore, though yet forsworn he

since. Ant. E. You gave me none; you wrong me

Luc. Then pleaded I for you. much to say so.


And what said he? Ang. You wrong me more, sir, in denying it : Luor That love I begg'd for you, he begg'd of me. Consider, how it stands upon my credit.

Adr. With what persuasion did be tempt thy love? Mer. Well, officer, arrest him at my suit.

Luc. With words, that in an honest suit might 0ff. I do; and charge you in the duke's name, to obey me.

First, he did praise my beauty ; then, my speech. Ang. This touches me in reputation :

Adr. Did'st speak him fair? Either consent to pay this sum for me,


Have patience, I beseech. Or I attach you by this officer.

Adr. I cannot, nor I will not, hold me still; Ant. E. Consent to pay thee that I never had ! My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will. Arrest me, foolish fellow, if thou darst.

He is deformed, crooked, old, and sere, Ang. Here is thy fee ; arrest him, officer ; - Ill-fac'd, worse-bodied, shapeless every where ; I would not spare my brother in this case,

Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind; If he should scorn me so apparently.

Stigmatical in making, worse in mind. off. I do arrest you, sir ; you hear the suit. Luc. Who would be jealous then of such a one?

Ant. E. I do obey thee, till I give thee bail : – No evil lost is wail'd when it is gone. But, sirrah, you shall buy this sport as dear

Adr. Ah! but I think him better than I say, As all the metal in your shop will answer.

And yet would herein others' eyes were worse : Ang. Sir, sir, I shall have law in Ephesus, Far from her nest the lapwing cries, away; To your notorious shame, I doubt it nyt.

My heart prays for him, though my tongue de Enter Dromio of Syracuse. Dro. S. Master, there is a bark of Lp vainnuta,

Enter Dromio of Syracuse. That stays but till her owner comes aboard,

Dro. S. Here, go: the desk, the purse; sweet And then, sir, bears away: our fraughtage, sir,

now, make haste. I have convey'd aboard; and I have bought

Luc. How hast thou lost thy breath? The oil, the balsamum, and aqua-vitæ.

Dro. s.

By running fast. The ship is in her trim; the merry wind

Adr. Where is thy master, Dromio? is he well?

you ?





Dro. S. No, he's in Tartar limbo, worse than hell. A devil in an everlasting garment hath him,

Enter Drouio of Syracuse. One, whose hard heart is button'd up with steel ; Dro. S. Master, here's the gold you sent me for: A fend, a fairy, pitiless and rough;.

What, have you got the picture of Old Adam new A wolf , nay, worse, a fellow all in buff';

apparelled ? Å back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one that coun- Ant. s. What gold is this? What Adam dost termands

thou mean? The passages of alleys, creeks, and narrow lands; Dro. S. Not that Adam, that kept the paradise, A hound that runs counter, and yet draws dry foot but that Adam, that keeps the prison : he that goes well;

in the calf's-skin that was killed for the prodigal ; One that, before the judgment, carries poor souls to he that came behind you, sir, like an evil angel, and hell.

bid you forsake your liberty. Adr. Why, man, what is the matter?

Ant. s. I understand thee not. Dr. S. I do not know the matter; he is 'rested Dro. S. No? why, 'tis a plain case : he that went on the case.

like a base-viol, in a case of leather; the man, sir, Adr. What, is he arrested ? tell me, at whose that, when gentlemen are tired, gives them a fob, suit.

and 'rests them; he, sir, that takes pity on decayed Dr. S. I know not at whose suit he is arrested, men, and gives them suits of durance; he that sets well;

up his rest to do more exploits with his mace, than But he's in a suit of buff, which ’rested him, that a morris-pike. can I tell :

Ant. S. What! thou mean'st an officer? 17l you send him, mistress, redemption, the money Dro. S. Ay, sir, the sergeant of the band; he, in the desk?

that brings any man to answer it, that breaks his Adr. Go fetch it, sister. — "This I wonder at, band; one that thinks a man always going to bed,

[Erit LUCIANA. and says, God give you good rest ! That be, unknown to me, should be in debt: Ant. s. Well, sir, there rest in your foolery. Is Tell me, was he arrested on a band ?

there any ship puts forth to-night? may we be Dro. S. Not on a band, but on a stronger thing; gone ? A chain, a chain : do you not hear it ring?

Dro. S. Why, sir, I brought you word an hour Adr, What, the chain ?

since, that the bark Expedition put forth to-night ; Dro. S. No, no, the bell : 'tis time, that I were and then were you hindered by the sergeant, to gone.

tarry for the hoy, Delay : Here are the angels that It was two ere I left him, and now the clock strikes you sent for, to deliver you.

Ant. S. The fellow is distract, and so am I; 4d. The hours come back! that did I never And here we wander in illusions; hear.

Some blessed power deliver us from hence ! Drs. & yes. If any hour meet a sergeant, a'turns back for very fear.

Enter a Courtezan. Adr. As if time were in debt! how fondly dost Cour. Well met, well met, master Antipholus. thou reason!

I see, sir, you have found the goldsmith now : Drs. S.. Time is a very bankrupt, and owes more Is that the chain, you promis'd

me to-day? than he's worth, to season.

Ant. s. Satan, avoid ! I charge thee tempt me Nay, he's a thief too : Have you not heard men say, not ! That time comes stealing on by night and day? Dro. S. Master, is this mistress Satan? If he be in debt, and theft, and a sergeant in the way,

Ant. S. It is the devil. Hath he not reason to turn back an hour in a day ? Dro. S. Nay, she is worse, she is the devil's dam ;

and here she comes in the habit of a light wench; Enter Luciaxa.

and thereof comes, that the wenches say, God damn dør. Go, Dronnio; there's the money, bear it me, that's as much as to say, God make me a light straight;

wench. It is written, they appear to men like anAnd bring thy master bome immediately. –

gels of light: light is an effect of fire, and fire will Cox, sister; I am press'd down with conceit;

burn; ergo, light wenches will burn; Come not

near her. Conceit, my comfort, and my injury. (Exeunt.

Cour. Your man and you are marvellous merry,

sir. SCENE III. - The same.

Will you go with me? We'll mend our dinner bere. Enter AXTIPHOLUS of Syracuse.

Dro. S. Master, if you do expect spoon-meat,

or bespeak a long spoon. Anl. &. There's not a man I meet, but doth Ant. S. Why, Dromio ? salate me

Dro. S. Marry, he must have a long spoon, that As if I were their well-acquainted friend ;

must eat with the devil. And every one doth call me by my name:

Ant. S. Avoid then, fiend! what tell'st thou me Sonde tender money to me, some invite me;

of supping? Some other give me thanks for kindnesses; Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress : Some offer me commodities to buy :

I conjure thee to leave me, and be gone. Exer now a tailor call'd me in his shop,

Cour. Give me the ring of mine you had at dinner, And slow'd me silks that he had bought for me, Or, for my diamond, the chain you promis:d ; And, therewithal, took measure of my body. And I'll be gone, sir, and not trouble you. Pure, these are but imaginary wiles,

Dro. S. Some devils ask but the paring of one's .Ind Lapland sorcerers inhabit here.


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A rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin,

by my long ears. I have served him from the hour A nut, a cherry-stone ; but she, more covetous, of my nativity to this instant, and have nothing at Would have a chain.

his hands for my service, but blows: when I am Master, be wise; an' if you give it her,

cold, he heats me with beating : when I am warm, The devil will shake her chain, and fright us he cools me with beating : I am waked with it, with it.

when I sleep ; raised with it, when I sit; driven Cour. I pray you, sir, my ring, or else the chain; out of doors with it, when I go from home ; welI hope, you do not mean to cheat me so.

comed home with it, when I return : nay, I bear Ant. S. Avaunt, thou witch! Come, Dromio, let it on my shoulders, as a beggar wont her brat : and,

I think, when he hath lamed me, I shall beg with Dro: S. Fly pride, says the peacock : Mistress, it from door to door. that you know. [Exeunt Ant. S. and Dro. S.

Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, and the Courtezan, aik Cour. Now, out of doubt, Antipholus is mad,

Pinch, and others. Else would he never so demean himself :

Ant. E. Come, go along; my wife is coming A ring he hath of mine worth forty ducats,

yonder. And for the same he promis'd me a chain ;

Dro. E. Mistress, respice finem, respect your end; Both one, and other, he denies me now,

or rather the prophecy, like the parrot, Beware the The reason that I gather he is mad,

rope's end. (Besides this present instance of his rage,)

Ant. E. Wilt thou still talk ? [Beats här. Is a mad tale, he told to-day at dinner,

Cour. How say you now? is not your husband Of his own doors being shut against his entrance.

mad? Belike, his wife, acquainted with his fits,

Adr. His incivility confirms no less. On purpose shut the doors against his way. Good doctor Pinch, you are a conjurer ; My way is now, to hie home to his house,

Establish him in his true sense again, And tell his wife, that, being lunatick,

And I will please you what you will demand. He rush'd into my house, and took perforce

Luc. Alas, how fiery and how sharp he looks ! My ring away: This course I fittest choose ;

Cour. Mark, how he trembles in his extasy ! For forty ducats is too much to lose. (Erit. Pinch. Give me your hand, and let me feel your

pulse. SCENE IV. - The same.

Ant. E. There is my hand, and let it feel your Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus, and an Officer. Pinch. I charge thee, Satan, hous'd within this Ant. E. Fear me not, man, I will not break

man, away :

To yield possession to my holy prayers, I'll give thee, ere I leave thee, so much money

And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight; To warrant thee, as I am 'rested for.

I cónjure thee by all the saints in heaven. My wife is in a wayward mood to-day;

Ant. E. Peace, doting wizard, peace; I am not And will not lightly trust the messenger,

mad. That I should be attach'd in Ephesus :

Adr. O, that thou wert not, poor distressed soul ! I tell you, 'twill sound harshly in her ears. — Ant. E. You minion, you, are these your cus

tomers ? Enter Dromio of Ephesus, with a rope's end.

Did this companion with the saffron faoc
Here comes my man ; I think, he brings the money. Revel and feast it at my house to-day,
How now, sir ? have you that I sent you for? Whilst upon me the guilty doors were shut,
Dro. E. Here's that, I warrant you, will pay And I denied to enter in my house?
them all.

Adr. O husband, God doth know, you dind at Ant. E. But where's the money ?

home, Dro. E. Why, sir, I gave the money for the rope. Where 'would you had remain'd until this time, Ant. E. Five hundred ducats, villain, for a rope ? Free from these slanders, and this open shame! Dro. E. I'll serve you, sir, five hundred at the Ant, E. I din'd at home! Thou villain, what rate.

say'st thou ? Ant. E. To what end did I bid thee bie thee Dro. E. Sir, sooth to say, you did not dine at home?

home. Dro. E. To a rope's end, sir; and to that end Ant. E. Were not my doors lock'd up, and I am I return'd.

shut out ? Ant. E. And to that end, sir, I will welcome Dro. E. Perdy, your doors were lock’d, and you you.

[Beating him.

shut out. Off. Good sir, be patient.

Ant. E. And did not she herself revile me there? * Dro. E. Nay, 'tis for me to be patient; I am in Dro. E. Sans fable, she herself revil'd you there. adversity

Ant. E. Did not her kitchen maid rail, taunt, of Good now, hold thy tongue.

and scorn me? Dro. E. Nay, rather persuade him to hold his Dro. E. Certes, she did ; the kitchen-vestal scorn': hands.

you. Ant. E. Thou whoreson, senseless villain ! Ant. E. And did not I in rage depart from Dro. E. I would I were senseless, sir, that I

thence ? might not feel your blows.

Dro. E. In verity, you did ; - my bones bewer Ant. E. Thou art sensible in nothing but blows,

witness, and so is an ass.

That since have felt the vigour of his rage. Dro. E. I am an ass, indeed; you may prove it Adr. Is't good to sooth him in these contraries?



Piack. It is no shame; the fellow finds his vein, | And, knowing how the debt grows, I will pay ite
And, yielding to him, humours well his frenzy. Good master doctor, see him safe convey'd
Ant. E. Thou hast suborn'd the goldsmith to Home to my house. -O most unhappy day!
arrest me.

Ant. E. O most unhappy strumpet !
Adr. Alas! I sent you money to redeem you. Dro. E. Master, I am here enter'd in bond for
By Dromio here, who came in haste for it.

you. Dr. E. Money by me? heart and good-will you Ant. E. Out on thee, villain! wherefore dost might,

thou mad me? But, surely, master, not a rag of money.

Dro. E. Will you be bound for nothing? be mad, Ant. E. Went'st not thou to her for a purse of Good master ; cry, the devil. ducats?

Luc. God help, poor souls, how idly do they talk ! Adr. He came to me, and I deliver'd it.

Adr. Go bear him hence. Sister, go you with Luc. And I am witness with her, that she did. Dra. E. God and the rope-maker, bear me wit- [Exeunt Prxch and Assistants, with Ant. E. ness,

and Dro. E. That I was sent for nothing but a rope !

Say now, whose suit is he arrested at ? Pinca. Mistress, both man and master is pos- off. One Angelo, a goldsmith ; Do you know sessid ;

him? I kaow it by their pale and deadly looks:

Adr. I know the man: What is the sum he owes? They must be bound, and laid in some dark room. off. Two hundred ducats. dat. E. Say, wherefore didst thou lock me forth


Say, how grows it due ? to-day,

Oj. Due for a chain, your husband had of him. And why dost thou deny the bag of gold ?

Adr. He did bespeak a chain for me, but had it Adr. I did not, gentle husband, lock thee forth.

Dro. E. And, gentle master, I receiv'd no gold; Cour. When as your husband, all in rage, to-day
But I confess, sir, that we were lock'd out. Came to my house, and took away my ring,
Adr. Dissembling villain, thou speak’st false in (The ring I saw upon his finger now,)

Straight after, did I meet him with a chain.
Ant. E. Dissembling harlot, thou art false in all; Adr. It may be so, but I did never see it :
And art confederate with a damned pack,

Come, gaoler, bring me where the goldsmith is, To make a loathsome abject scorn of me:

I long to know the truth hereof at large. Bat with these nails I'll pluck out these false eyes,

Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse, with his rapier That would bebold me in this shameful sport.

drawn, and Dromio of Syracuse,
[Pisch and his Assistants bind Ant. E. and

Luc. God, for thy mercy! they are loose again. Adr. O, bind him, bind him, let him not come Adr. And come with naked swords ; let's call near me.

more help, Piach. More company; - the fiend is strong To have them bound again. within him.


Away, they'll kill us. Luc. Ah me, poor man! how pale and wan he

(Exeunt Officer, Adr. and Luc. looks!

Ant. S. I see, these witches are afraid of swords. Ant. E. What, will you murder me? Thou Dro. S. She, that would be your wife, now ran

gaoler, thou, I am thy prisoner: wilt thou suffer them

Ant. S. Come to the Centaur; fetch our stuff To make a rescue ?

from thence : Masters, let him go:

I long, that we were safe and sound aboard. He is my prisoner, and you shall not have him. Dro. S. Faith, stay here this night, they will Piach. Go, bind this man, for he is frantick too. surely do us no harm; you saw, they speak us fair,

Adr. What wilt thou do, thou peevish officer ? give us gold : methinks, they are such a gentle Hast thou delight to see a wretched man

nation, that but for the mountain of mad flesh that Do outrage and displeasure to himself?

claims marriage of me, I could find in my heart to 09. He is my prisoner ; if I let him go, stay here still, and turn witch. The debt he owes, will be requir'd of me.

Ant. s. I will not stay to night for all the town; Ath. I will discharge thee, ere I go from thee : Therefore away, to get our stuff aboard. (Exeunt. Bez me forthwith unto his creditor,

from you.


SCENE I. The same.

Enter Merchant and ANGELO.
Ang. I am sorry, sir, that I have hinder'd you;
Bat, I protest, he had the chain of me,
Though most dishonestly he doth deny it.

Mer. How is the man esteem'd here in the city ?

Ang. Of very reverent reputation, sir, Of credit infinite, highly belov'd,

Second to none that lives here in the city;
His word might bear my wealth at any time.
Mer. Speak softly : yonder, as I think, he walks.

Enter AntiPHOLUS and Dromio of Syracuse.
Ang. 'Tis so; and that self chain about his neck,
Which he foreswore, most monstrously, to have.
Good sir, draw near to me, I'll speak to him.-
Signior Antipbolus, I wonder much

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