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thou dost. Dio. E. I, sir! but I am sure, I do not; and whatsoever a man denies, you are now bound to believe him.

Æge. Not know my voice ! Oh, time's extremity! Hast thou so crack'd and splitted my poor tongue, In seven short years, that here my only son Knows not my feeble key of untun'd cares ? Though now this grained face of mine be hid In sap-consuming winter's drizzled snow, And all the conduits of my blood froze up; Yet hath my night of life some memory, My wasting lamps some fading glimmer left, My dull deaf ears a little use to hear .. Al these old witnesses I cannot errTell me, thou art my son Antipholus.

Ant. E. I never saw my father in my life.

Æge. But seven years since, in Syracusa, boy, Thou know'st we parted. But, perhaps, my son, Thou sham'st to acknowledge me in misery.

Ant. E. The Duke, and all that know me in the city, Can witness with me that it is not so. I ne'er saw Syracusa in my life.

Duke. I tell thee, Syracusian, twenty years Have I been patron to Antipholus, During which time he ne'er saw Syracusa. I see, thy age and dangers make thee dote. Enter the Abbess, with ANTIPholus of Syracuse,

and DROMIO of Syracuse. Abb. Most mighty Duke, behold a man much wrong’d.

[All gather to see him. Adr. I see two husbands, or mine eyes deceive me.

Duke. One of these men is Genius to the other; And so of these. Which is the natural man, And which the spirit? Who deciphers them?

Dro. S. I, sir, am Dromio ; command him away. Dro. E. I, sir, am Dromio; pray, let me stay. Ant. S. Ægeon, art thou not? or else his ghost ?

Dro. S. Oh, my old master ! who hath bound him

here? Abb. Whoever bound him, I will loose his bonds, And gain a husband by his liberty.Speak, old Ægeon, if thou he'st the man That hadst a wife once call'd Æmilia, That bore thee at a burden two fair sons. Oh, if thou be'st the same Ægeon, speak, And speak unto the same Æmilia !

Æge. If I dream not, thou art Æmilia.
If thou art she, tell me where is that son
That floated with thee on the fatal raft.

Abb. By men of Epidamnum, he and I,
And the twin Dromio, all were taken up;
But, by and by, rude fishermen of Corinth
By force took Dromio and my son from them,
And me they left with those of Epidamnum.
What then became of them, I cannot tell;
I, to this fortune that you see me in.

Duke. Why, here begins his morning-story right.
These two Antipholus, these two so like,
And these two Dromios, one in sembleance,
Besides her urging of her wreck at sea...
These are the parents to these children,
Which accidentally are met together.
Antipholus, thou cam’st from Corinth first.

Ant. S. No, sir, not I; I came from Syracusa. Duke. Stay, stand apart; I know not which is which. Ant. E. I came from Corinth, my most gracious

lord. Dro. E. And I with him. Ant. E. Brought to this town by that most famous

Duke Menaphon, your most renowned uncle.

Adr. Which of you two did dine with me to-day ?
Anț. S. I, gentle mistress.

And are not you my husband ?
Ant. E. No, I say nay to that.
Ant. S. And so do I, yet did she call me so;

And this fair gentlewoman, her sister here,
Did call me brother.- What I told you then,
I hope, I shall have leisure to make good;
If this be not a dream I see and hear.

Ang. That is the chain, sir, which you had of me.
Ant. s. I think it be, sir; I deny it not.
Ant. E. And you sir, for this chain arrested me.
Ang. I think I did, sir; I deny it not.

Adr. I sent you money, sir, to be your bail,
By Dromio; but I think he brought it not.
Dro. E. No, none by me.

Ant. S. This purse of ducats I receiv'd from you, And Dromio my man did bring them me. I see, we still did meet each other's man, And I was ta'en for him, and he for me, And thereupon these Errors are arose.

Ant. E. These ducats pawn I for my father here. Duke. It shall not need, thy father hath his life. Cour. Sir, I must have that diamond from you. Ant. E. There, take it; and much thanks for my

good cheer. Abb. Renowned Duke, vouchsafe to take the

To go with us into the abbey here,
And hear at large discoursed all our fortunes.
And all that are assembled in this place,
That by this sympathized one day's error
Have suffer'd wrong, go, keep us company,
And we shall make full satisfaction.-
Thirty-three years have I been 16 gone in travail
Of you, my sons, until 17 this present hour.
My heavy burden bere 18

The Duke, my husband, and my children both,
And you the calendars of their nativity,
Go to a gossip's feast, and come 19 with me.-
After so long grief, such felicity ! 20
Duke. With all my heart, l'il gossip at this feast.

[Exeunt Duke, Abbess, Ægton, Courtezan,

Merchant, AngelO, and Attendants.

Dro. S. Master, shall I fetch your stuff from ship

board now? Ant. E. Dromio, what stuff of mine hast thou em

bark'd ? Dro. S. Your goods, that lay at host, sir, in the

Centaur. Ant. S. He speaks to me; I am your master, Dromio. Come, go with us; we'll look to that anon; Embrace thy brother there, rejoice with him.

[Exeunt Ant. S. and Ant. E, ADR. and Luc. Dro. S. There is a fat friend at your master's house, That kitchen'd me for you to-day at dinner ; She now shall be my sister, not my wife. Dro. E. Methinks, you are my glass, and not my

I see by you, I am a sweet-faced youth.
Will you walk in to see their gossiping ?

Dro. S. Not I, sir; you are my elder.
Dro. E. That is a question. How shall we try it ?

Dro. S. We will draw cuts for the senior ; till then, lead thou first.

Dro. E. Nay; then thus : We came into the world, like brother and brother, And now, let's go hand in hand, not one before another.


ORIGINAL TEXT. 1. Ransom (?) K.

12. Your (?) K. 2. Cook.

13. Sore (!) K. 3. No, K.

14. Scorch. 4. Freed.

15. As we were going 5. Owls, K.

along (?) K. 6. Mirth, K.

16. But, K. 7. Is.

17. And till, 8. It, K.

18. Are, K. 9. Then, sir, K.

19. Go, K. 10. Fairy.

20. Nativity. 11. Or, K.

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