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But, sirrab, you shall buy this sport as dear As all the metal in your shop will answer.

Ang. Sir, Sir, I shall have law in Ephesus, To your notorious shame, I doubt it not.

Enter DROMIO of Syracuse.

Dro. S. Master, there is a bark of Epidam

num,

That stays but till her owner comes aboard,
And then, Sir, bears away: our fraughtage,*
Sir,

I have convey'd aboard; and I have bought
The oil, the balsamum, and aqua-vitæ.
The ship is in her trim! the merry wind
Blows fair from land; they stay for nought at all,
But for their owner, master, and yourself.

Ant. E. How now! a madman! why thou peevish sheep,

What ship of Epidamnum stays for me? Dro. S. A ship you sent me to, to hire waftage. I

Ant. E. Thou drunken slave, I sent thee for a rope;

And told thee to what purpose and what end. Dro. S. You sent me, Sir, for a rope's end

as soon:

You sent me to the bay, Sir, for a bark.
Ant. E. 1 will debate this matter at more
leisure,

And teach your ears to listen with more heed.
To Adriana, villain, hie thee straight;
Give her this key, and tell her, in the desk
That's cover'd o'er with Turkish tapestry.
There is a purse of ducats let her send it;
Tell her, I am arrested in the street,
And that shall bail me: hie thee, slave; be
gone.
On, officer, to prison till it come.

[Exeunt MERCHANT, ANGELO, OFFICER,
and ANT. E.

Dro. S. To Adriana! that is where he din'd, Where Dowsabel did claim me for her hus band:

She is too big, I hope, for me to compass.
Thither I must, although against my will,
For servants must their master's minds Allful.
[Exit.

SCENE 11.-The same.

Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA.

Adr. Ah! Luciana, did he tempt thee so? Might'st thou perceive austerely in his eye That he did plead in earnest, yea or no?

Look'd he or red, or pale; or sad, or merrily? What observation mad'st thou in this case, Of his heart's meteors tilting in his face ? Luc. First he denied you had in him no right. Adr. He meant, he did me none: the more my spite. Luc. Then swore he, that he was a stranger here.

Adr. And true be, swore, though yet forsworn he were.

I'll-fac'd, worse-bodied, shapeless every where ; Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind; Stigmatical in making, worse in mind.

Luc. Who would be jealous then of such a

one?

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No evil lost is wail'd when it is gone.

Adr. Ab but I think him better than I say, And yet would herein others' eyes were

Luc. Then pleaded 1 for you.
Adr. And what said be?

Luc. That love 1 begg'd for you, be begg'd

of me.

Adr. With what persuasion did he tempt thy love? Luc. With words that in an honest suit might

Freight, cargo. + Silly. 1 Carriage. An allusion to the redness of the northern lights, likened to the appearance of armies. Dry, withered.

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were gone.

It was two ere I left him, and now the clock strikes one.

Adr. The hours come back! that did I never hear.

Dro. S. O yes, if any hour meet a sergeant, a 'turns back for very fear. Adr. As if time were in debt! how fondly dost thou reason?

Dro. S. Time is a very bankrupt, and owes more than he's worth to season. Nay, he's a thief too have you not heard men say, That time comes stealing on by night and day ?

If he be in debt, and theft, and a sergeant in

the way,

Hath be not reason to turn back an hour in a

day.

Enter LUCIANA.

Adr. Go, Dromio; there's the money, bear it straight;

And bring thy master home immediately.—

• Marked by wature with deformity.

+ Who crieth most where her nest is not.

1 The officers in those days were clad in buff, which is also a a cant expression for a man's skin,

Hell was the cant term for prison.

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As if I were their well-acquainted friend;
And every one doth call me by my name.
Some tender money to me, some invite me ;
Some other give me thanks for kindnesses;
Some offer me commodities to buy:
Even now a tailor call'd me in his shop,
And show'd me silks that he had bought for me,
And, therewithal, took measure of my body.
Sure, these are but imaginary wiles,
And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here.

Enter DROM10 of Syracuse.

Dro. S. Master, here's the gold you sent me for: What, have you got the picture of old Adam new apparelled?

Ant. S. What gold is this? what Adam dost thou mean?

Dro. S. Not that Adam, that kept the paradise, but that Adam, that keeps the prison: he that goes in the calf's skin that was killed for the prodigal; he that came behind you, Sir, like an evil angel, and bid you forsake your liberty.

SCENE III-The same.

Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse.

Ant. S. There's not a man I meet, but doth Or, for my diamond, the chain you promis'd; salute me And I'll be gone, Sir, and not trouble you. Dro. S. Some devils ask but the paring of one's nail,

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

A nut, a cherry-stone but she, more covetons,
Would have a chain.

Master, be wise; and if you give it her,
The devil will shake her chain, and fright as
with it.

Ant. S. I understand thee not. Dro. S. No? why, 'tis a plain case: he that went like a base-viol, in a case of leather; the man, Sir, that, when gentlemen are tired, gives them a fob, and 'rests them; he, Sir, that takes pity on decayed men, and gives them suits of durance; he that sets up his rest to do more exploits with his mace, than a morrispike.

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Dro. S. Marry, he must have a long spoon, that must eat with the devil.

Cour. Your man and you are marvellous merry, Sir. there. Will you go with me? We'll mend our dinner Dro. S. Master, you do expect spoon-meat, or bespeak a long spoon.

Ant. S. Why, Dromio?

• Fanciful conceptica.

Ant. S. Avoid then, fiend? why tell'st thou me of supping?

Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress :

I conjure thee to leave me, and be gone.

Cour, Give me the ring of mine you had at dinner,

Cour. pray you, Sir, the ring, or else the chain;

I hope, you do not mean to cheat me so.
Ant. S. Avaunt, thou witch! Come Dromin,
let us go.

Dro. S. Fly pride, says the peacock :
tress, that you know.

[Exeunt ANT. and Pro. Cour. Now, out of doubt, Antipholas is mad, Else would he never so demean himself: A ring he hath of mine worth forty ducats, And for the same he promised me a chain! Both one, and other, he denies me now. The reason that I gather he is mad, (Besides this present instance of his rage,) is a mad tale, he told, to-day at dinner, Of his own doors being shut against his e

trance.

Belike, his wife, acquainted with his fits,
On purpose shut the doors against his way.
My way his now, to hie home to his house,
And tell his wife, that, being lunatic,
He rush'd into my house, and took perforce
My ring away: This course I fittest choose ;
For forty ducats is too much to lose.

(Exit.

SCENE IV.-The same.

Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus, and an
OFFICER.
Ant. E. Fear me not, man, I will not break
away;

To warrant thee, as I am 'rested, for.
I'll give thee, ere I leave thee, so much money
My wife is in a wayward mood to-day:
And will not lightly trust the messenger,
That I should be attached in Ephesus:

tell you, 'twill sound harshly in her ears.—

Enter a COURTEZAN.

money.

Cour. Well met, well met, master Anti- How now, Sir ? have you that I sent you fort Dro. E. Here's that, I warrant you, will pay them all.

pholus,

I see, Sir, you have found the goldsmith now;
Is that the chain you promis'd me to-day?

Ant. S. Satan, avoid! I charge thee tempt
me not!

Dro. S. Master, is this mistress Satan?
Ant. S. It is the devil.

Dro. S. Nay, she is worse, she is the devil's dam; and here she comes in the habit of a light wench; and thereof comes, that the wenches say, God damn me, that's as much as to say, God make me a light wench. It is written they appear to men like angels of light: light is au effect of fire, and fire will burn; ergo, light wenches will burn; Come not near her.

Enter DROMIO of Ephesus with a rope's end.
Here comes my man; I think, be brings the

Ant. E. But where's the money ↑

Dro. E. Why, Sir, I gave the money for the
rope.
[rope!
Ant. E. Five hundred ducats, villain for a
Dro. E. I'll serve you, Sir, five hundred st
the rate.

Ant. E. To what end did I bid thee hie thee home?

Dro. E. To a rope's end, Sir: and to that end ami return'd.

Ant. E. And to that end, Sir; I will wel
come you.
[Beating him.

Off. Good Sir, be patient.

in

Dro. E. Nay, 'tis for me to be patient; 1 an adversity.

Og. Good now, hold thy tongue.

Dro. E. Nay, rather persuade him to hold his hands.

Ant. E. Thou whoresou, senseless villasa!

Correct them all.

Dro. E. I would I were senseless, Sir, that I might not feel your blows.

Ant. E. Thou art sensible in nothing but blows, and so is an ass,

Dro. E. I am an ass, indeed; you may prove it by my long ears. I have serv'd him from the hour of nativity to this instant, and have nothing at his hands for my service, but blows: when I am cold, he heats me with beating: when I am warm, he cools me with beating: I am waked with it, when I sleep; raised with it, when I sit; driven out of doors with it, when I go from home; welcomed home with it, when I return: nay, I bear it on my shoulders, as a beggar wont her brat; and, I think, when he hath lamed me, I shall beg with it from door

to door.

Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, and the COURTEZAN, with PINCH, and others.

Ant. E. Come, go along; my wife is coming yonder,

Dro. E. Mistress, respice finem, respect your end; or rather the prophecy, like the parrot, Beware the rope's end. Ant. E. Wilt thou still talk? [Beats him. Cour. How say you now? is not your husband mad?

Adr. His incivility confirms no less.Good doctor Pinch, you are a conjurer; Establish him in bis true sense again, And I will please you what you will demand. Luc. Alas, how fiery and how sharp he looks! Cour. Mark, how he trembles in his extacy! Pinch. Give me your hand, aud let me feel your pulse.

Ant. E. There is my hand, and let it feel your

ear.

Pinch. I charge thee, Satan, hous'd within

this man,

To yield possession to my holy prayers,
And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight;
I conjure thee by all the saints in heaven.
Ant. E. Peace, doting wizard, peace, I am
not mad.

Adr. Oh! that thou wert not, poor distressed soul !

Ant. E. You minion you, are these your cus

tomers?

Did this companion with a saffron face
Revel and feast it at my house to day,
Whilst upon me the guilty doors were shut,
And I denied to enter in my house?
Adr. O husband, God doth know, you din'd
at home,

Where 'would you had remain'd until this time,
Free from these slanders, and this open shame!
Ant. E. I din'd at home! Thou villain, what
say'st thou ?

Dro. E. Sir, sooth to say, you did not dine

at home.

Ant. E. Were not my doors lock'd up, and I shut ont?

Dro. E. Perdy, your doors were lock'd, and you shut out. Ant. E. And did not she herself revile me there?

Dro. E. Sans fable, she herself revil'd you

there.

Ant. E. Did not her kitchen maid rail, taunt, and scorn me? Dro. E. Certes, she did: the kitchen-vestal scorn'd you.

Ant. E. And did not I in rage depart from thence?

Dro. E. In verity you did;-my bones bear witness,

That since have felt the vigour of his rage. Adr. Is't good to soothe him in these con traries ?

Pinch. It is no shame; the fellow finds his vein,

And, yielding to him, humours well his frenzy. Ant. E. Thou hast suborn'd the goldsmith to arrest me.

Adr. Alas! I sent you money to redeem you. By Dromio here, who came in haste for it. Dro. E. Money by me? heart and good-will you might,

But surely, master, not a rag of money. Ant. E. Went'st not thou to her for a purse of ducats?

Fellow.

A corruption of the French oath--par Dieu. Without a fable. $ Certainly.

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Do outrage and displeasure to himself?
Hast thou delight to see a wretched man

The debt he owes, will be requir'd of me.
Off. He is my prisoner; if I let him go,

Adr. I will discharge thee, ere I go from thee:

Bear me forthwith unto his creditor,
And, knowing how the debt grows, I will pay it.
Good master doctor, see him safe convey'd
Home to my house.-O most unhappy day!
Ant. E. O most unhappy strumpet!

Dro. E. Master, I am here enter'd in bond for you.

Ant. E. Out on thee, villain! wherefore dost thou mad me?

Dro. E. Will you be bound for nothing? be mad, Good master; cry, the devil.

Luc. God help, poor souls, how idly do they talk!

you Adr. Go bear him hence.-Sister, go with me.[Exeunt PINCH and Assistants with ANT. and DRO. Say now, whose suit is he arrested at?

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Offi. One Angelo, a goldsmith; Do you know | Had hoisted sail, and put to sea to-day:
This chain you had of me, can you deny it!
bim ?
Ant. S. I think, I had; I never did deny it
Mer. Yes, that you did, Sir; and forswore it

Adr. I know the man: What is the sum be
Owes ?

too.

Offi. Two hundred ducats.
Adr. Say, how grows it due ?

Ant. S. Who heard me to deny it, or far-
swear it?

Offi. Due for a chain your husband had of him.

Mer. These ears of mine, thou knowest, did hear thee:

Adr. He did bespeak a chain for me, but had it not.

Cour. When, as your husband, all in rage, to-day

Came to my house, and took away my ring, (The ring I saw upon his finger now,) Straight after, did I meet him with a chain.

Adr. It may be so, but I did never see it :Come, jailer, bring me where the goldsmith is, 1 long to know the truth hereof at large.

Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse, with his ra

pier drawn, and DROMIO of Syracuse.
Luc. God, for thy mercy! they are loose
again.
Adr. And come with naked swords; let's call
more help,

To have them bound again.
Offi. Away, they'll kill us.

[Exeunt OFFICER. ADR. and Luc. Ant. E. I see these witches are afraid of swords.

Dro. S. She, that would be your wife, now ran from you.

Ant. S. Come to the Centaur ; fetch our stuff • from thence :

I long that we were safe and sound aboard.

Dro. S. Faith, stay here this night, they will surely do us no harm; you saw, they speak us fair, give us gold methinks they are such a gentle nation, that but for the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of me, I could find in my heart to stay here still, and turn witch.

Ant. S. I will not stay to-night for all the town; Therefore away, to get our stuff aboard.

ACT V.

SCENE 1.-The same.

[Exeunt.

Fie on thee, wretch! 'tis pity that thou liv'st
To walk where any bonest men resort.

Ant. S. Thou art a villain, to impeach me
thus:

Enter MERCHANT and ANGELO.
Ang. I am sorry, Sir, that I have hinder'd

I'll prove mine honour, and mine honesty
Against thee presently, if thou dar'st stand.
Mer. I dare, and do defy thee for a villain.
[They draw.
Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, COURTEZAN, UNË
others.

Adr. Hold, hurt him not, for God's sake; be
is mad :-
Some get within him, take his sword away :
Bind Dromio too, and bear them to my house.
Dro. S. Run, master, run; for God's sake,
take a house. +

This is some priory;-In, or we are spoil'd.
[Exeunt ANTIPH. and DROXIO to the
Priory.

you;

But 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 reverend 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.

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Enter ANTIPHOLUS and DROMIO of Syracuse.
Ang. 'Tis so; and that self chain about his
neck,
Which he forswore, most monstrously to have.
Good Sir, draw near to me, I'll speak to him.
Signior Antipholus, I wonder much
That you would put me to this shame and

trouble;

And not without some scandal to yourself,
With circumstance, and oaths, so to deny
This chain, which now you wear so openly:
Besides the charge, the shame, imprisonment,
You have done wrong to this my honest friend;
Who, but for staying on our controversy,

• Baggage.

Adr. This week he hath been beavy, sour, and sad,

And much, much different from the man be

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Abb. You should for that have reprehended

him.

Adr. Why, so I did.

Abb. Ay, but not rough enough.

Adr. As roughly, as my modesty would let me.
Abb. Haply, in private.

Adr. And in assemblies too.
Abb. Ay, but not enough.

Adr. It was the copy of our conference:
In bed, he slept not for my urging it;
At board, he fed not for my urging it;
Alone, it was the subject of my theme;
In company, I often glanced it;
Still did I tell him it was vile and bad.

Abb. And thereof came it, that the man was
mad:

The venom clamours of a jealous woman
Poison more deadly than a mad dog's tooth.
It seems his sleeps were hinder'd by thy rail-
ing:

And thereof comes it that is bead is light.
Thou say'st his meat was sauc'd with thy up
braidings:

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Unquiet meals make ill digestions,
Thereof the raging fire of fever bred;
And what's a fever but a fit of madness?

Thou say'st, his sports were hinder'd by thy Doing displeasure to the citizens

brawls:

Sweet recreation barr'd, what doth ensue,
But moody and dull melancholy,
(Kinsman to grim and comfortless despair ;)
And, at her heels, a huge infectious troop
Of pale distemperatures, and foes to life?
In food, in sport, and life-preserving rest
To be disturb'd, would mad or man, or beast;
The consequence is then, thy jealous fits
Have scared thy husband from the use of wits.
Luc. She never reprehended him but mildly,
When he demean'd himself rough, rude, and
wildly,--

Why bear you these rebukes, and answer not?
Adr. She did betray me to my own reproof.
Good people, enter, and lay hold on him.

Abb. No, not a creature enters in my house. Adr. Then, let your servants bring my husband forth.

Abb. Neither; he took this place for
tuary,
And it shall privilege him from your hands,
Till I have brought him to his wits again,
Or lose my labour in assaying it.

Adr. I will attend my husband, be his nurse,
Diet his sickness, for it is my office,
And will have no attorney but myself;

And therefore let me bave him home with me.
Abb. Be patient; for I will not let him stir,
Till I have us'd the approved means I have,
With wholesome syrups, drugs, and holy
prayers,

To make of him a formal man again:
It is a branch and parcel of mine oath,
A charitable duty of my order:
Therefore depart, and leave him here with me.
Adr. I will not hence, and leave my husband
here;

And ill it doth beseem your holiness,
To separate the husband and the wife.
Abb. Be quiet, and depart, thou shalt not
[Exit ABBESS.
Luc. Complain unco the duke of this indig-
nity.

have him.

Adr. Come, go; I will fall prostrate at his feet,

sanc-Therefore, most gracious duke, with thy com

mand,

Let him be brought forth, and borne hence for help.

Duke, Long since, thy husband serv'd me in
my wars;

And I to thee engag'd a prince's word,
When thou didst make him master of thy bed,
To do him all the grace and good I could.-
Go, some of you, knock at the abbey-gate,
And bid the lady abbess come to me;
I will determine this, before I stir.

And never rise until my tears and prayers
Have won his grace to come in person hither,
And take perforce my husband from the Ab-

bess.

Mer. By this, I think, the dial points at five: Anon, I am sure the duke himself in person Comes this way to the melancholy vale; The place of death and sorry execution, Behind the ditches of the abbey here. Ang. Upon what cause?

Mer. To see a reverend Syracusan merchant, Who put unluckily into this bay Against the laws and statutes of this town, Beheaded publicly for his offence.

Ang. See, where they come; we will behold his death.

Luc. Kneel to the duke, before he pass the abbey.

A most outrageous fit of madness took him; That desperately he hurried through the street (With him his bondman, all as mad as he,)

Enter DUKE attended; ÆGEON bare-headed;
with the Headsman and other Officers.
Duke. Yet once again proclaim it publicly,
If any friend will pay the sum for him,
He shall not die, so much we tender bim.
Adr. Justice, most sacred duke, against the
Abbess !

Duke. She is a virtuous and a reverend lady;
It cannot be, that she hath done thee wrong.
Adr. May it please your grace, Antipholus,
my husband,-
Whom I made lord of me and all I bad,
At your important letters,-this ill day

Le. To bring him back to his senses. Part. : Sad. ♦ Importunate.

By rushing in their houses, bearing thence
Rings, jewels, any things his rage did like.
Once did I get him bound, and sent him home,
Whilst to take order for the wrongs I went,
That here and there his fury had committed.
Anon, I wot not by what strong escape,
He broke from those that had the guard of
him;

And, with his mad attendant and himself,
Each one with ireful passion, with drawn
swords,

Met us again, and, madly bent on us,
Chas'd us away; till raising of more aid,
We came again to bind them: then they fled
Into this abbey, whither we pursued them;
And here the abbess shuts the gates on us,
And will not suffer us to fetch him out,

Nor send him forth, that we may bear him hence.

Enter a SERVANT.

Serv. O mistress, mistress, shift and save yourself!

My master and his man are both broke loose,
Beaten the maids a-row, and bound the doc-
tor,
Whose beard they bave singed off with brands
of fire;

Aud ever as it blazed they threw on him
Great pails of puddled mire to quench the hair :
My master preaches patience to him, while
His man with scissars nicks him like a fool :
And, sure, unless you send some present help,
Between them they will kill the conjurer.

Adr. Peace, fool, thy master and his man are here;

And that is false thou dost report to us.

Serv. Mistress, upon my life, I tell you true; I have not breath'd almost, since I did see it. He cries for you, and vows if he can take you, To scorch your face, and to disfigure you: [Cry within. Hark, bark, I hear him, mistress; fly, be gone. Duke. Come, stand by me, fear nothing: Guard with halberts.

Adr. Ab! me, it is my husband! Witness you, That he is borne about invisible;

Even now we hous'd him in the abbey here; And now he's there, past thought of human rea

son.

Enter ANTIPHOLUS and DROMIO of Ephesus.
Ant. E. Justice, most gracious duke, oh!
grant me justice!

Even for the service that long since I did thee,
When I bestrid thee in the wars, and took
Deep scars to save thy life; even for the blood
That then 1 lost for thee, now grant me justice,
Ege. Unless the fear of death doth make me
dote,

I see my son Antipholus, and Dromio.

Ant. E. Justice, sweet prince, against that woman there.

She whom thou gav'st to me to be my wife;

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