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-The Comedy of Errors
-by William Shakespeare
-
-
-      ACT I
-
-
-      SCENE I. A hall in DUKE SOLINUS'S palace.
-
-    /Enter DUKE SOLINUS, AEGEON, Gaoler, Officers, and other Attendants/ 
-
-*AEGEON*
-
-    Proceed, Solinus, to procure my fall
-    And by the doom of death end woes and all.
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    Merchant of Syracuse, plead no more;
-    I am not partial to infringe our laws:
-    The enmity and discord which of late
-    Sprung from the rancorous outrage of your duke
-    To merchants, our well-dealing countrymen,
-    Who wanting guilders to redeem their lives
-    Have seal'd his rigorous statutes with their bloods,
-    Excludes all pity from our threatening looks.
-    For, since the mortal and intestine jars
-    'Twixt thy seditious countrymen and us,
-    It hath in solemn synods been decreed
-    Both by the Syracusians and ourselves,
-    To admit no traffic to our adverse towns Nay, more,
-    If any born at Ephesus be seen
-    At any Syracusian marts and fairs;
-    Again: if any Syracusian born
-    Come to the bay of Ephesus, he dies,
-    His goods confiscate to the duke's dispose,
-    Unless a thousand marks be levied,
-    To quit the penalty and to ransom him.
-    Thy substance, valued at the highest rate,
-    Cannot amount unto a hundred marks;
-    Therefore by law thou art condemned to die.
-
-*AEGEON*
-
-    Yet this my comfort: when your words are done,
-    My woes end likewise with the evening sun.
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    Well, Syracusian, say in brief the cause
-    Why thou departed'st from thy native home
-    And for what cause thou camest to Ephesus.
-
-*AEGEON*
-
-    A heavier task could not have been imposed
-    Than I to speak my griefs unspeakable:
-    Yet, that the world may witness that my end
-    Was wrought by nature, not by vile offence,
-    I'll utter what my sorrows give me leave.
-    In Syracusa was I born, and wed
-    Unto a woman, happy but for me,
-    And by me, had not our hap been bad.
-    With her I lived in joy; our wealth increased
-    By prosperous voyages I often made
-    To Epidamnum; till my factor's death
-    And the great care of goods at random left
-    Drew me from kind embracements of my spouse:
-    From whom my absence was not six months old
-    Before herself, almost at fainting under
-    The pleasing punishment that women bear,
-    Had made provision for her following me
-    And soon and safe arrived where I was.
-    There had she not been long, but she became
-    A joyful mother of two goodly sons;
-    And, which was strange, the one so like the other,
-    As could not be distinguish'd but by names.
-    That very hour, and in the self-same inn,
-    A meaner woman was delivered
-    Of such a burden, male twins, both alike:
-    Those,--for their parents were exceeding poor,--
-    I bought and brought up to attend my sons.
-    My wife, not meanly proud of two such boys,
-    Made daily motions for our home return:
-    Unwilling I agreed. Alas! too soon,
-    We came aboard.
-    A league from Epidamnum had we sail'd,
-    Before the always wind-obeying deep
-    Gave any tragic instance of our harm:
-    But longer did we not retain much hope;
-    For what obscured light the heavens did grant
-    Did but convey unto our fearful minds
-    A doubtful warrant of immediate death;
-    Which though myself would gladly have embraced,
-    Yet the incessant weepings of my wife,
-    Weeping before for what she saw must come,
-    And piteous plainings of the pretty babes,
-    That mourn'd for fashion, ignorant what to fear,
-    Forced me to seek delays for them and me.
-    And this it was, for other means was none:
-    The sailors sought for safety by our boat,
-    And left the ship, then sinking-ripe, to us:
-    My wife, more careful for the latter-born,
-    Had fasten'd him unto a small spare mast,
-    Such as seafaring men provide for storms;
-    To him one of the other twins was bound,
-    Whilst I had been like heedful of the other:
-    The children thus disposed, my wife and I,
-    Fixing our eyes on whom our care was fix'd,
-    Fasten'd ourselves at either end the mast;
-    And floating straight, obedient to the stream,
-    Was carried towards Corinth, as we thought.
-    At length the sun, gazing upon the earth,
-    Dispersed those vapours that offended us;
-    And by the benefit of his wished light,
-    The seas wax'd calm, and we discovered
-    Two ships from far making amain to us,
-    Of Corinth that, of Epidaurus this:
-    But ere they came,--O, let me say no more!
-    Gather the sequel by that went before.
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    Nay, forward, old man; do not break off so;
-    For we may pity, though not pardon thee.
-
-*AEGEON*
-
-    O, had the gods done so, I had not now
-    Worthily term'd them merciless to us!
-    For, ere the ships could meet by twice five leagues,
-    We were encounterd by a mighty rock;
-    Which being violently borne upon,
-    Our helpful ship was splitted in the midst;
-    So that, in this unjust divorce of us,
-    Fortune had left to both of us alike
-    What to delight in, what to sorrow for.
-    Her part, poor soul! seeming as burdened
-    With lesser weight but not with lesser woe,
-    Was carried with more speed before the wind;
-    And in our sight they three were taken up
-    By fishermen of Corinth, as we thought.
-    At length, another ship had seized on us;
-    And, knowing whom it was their hap to save,
-    Gave healthful welcome to their shipwreck'd guests;
-    And would have reft the fishers of their prey,
-    Had not their bark been very slow of sail;
-    And therefore homeward did they bend their course.
-    Thus have you heard me sever'd from my bliss;
-    That by misfortunes was my life prolong'd,
-    To tell sad stories of my own mishaps.
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    And for the sake of them thou sorrowest for,
-    Do me the favour to dilate at full
-    What hath befall'n of them and thee till now.
-
-*AEGEON*
-
-    My youngest boy, and yet my eldest care,
-    At eighteen years became inquisitive
-    After his brother: and importuned me
-    That his attendant--so his case was like,
-    Reft of his brother, but retain'd his name--
-    Might bear him company in the quest of him:
-    Whom whilst I labour'd of a love to see,
-    I hazarded the loss of whom I loved.
-    Five summers have I spent in furthest Greece,
-    Roaming clean through the bounds of Asia,
-    And, coasting homeward, came to Ephesus;
-    Hopeless to find, yet loath to leave unsought
-    Or that or any place that harbours men.
-    But here must end the story of my life;
-    And happy were I in my timely death,
-    Could all my travels warrant me they live.
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    Hapless AEgeon, whom the fates have mark'd
-    To bear the extremity of dire mishap!
-    Now, trust me, were it not against our laws,
-    Against my crown, my oath, my dignity,
-    Which princes, would they, may not disannul,
-    My soul would sue as advocate for thee.
-    But, though thou art adjudged to the death
-    And passed sentence may not be recall'd
-    But to our honour's great disparagement,
-    Yet I will favour thee in what I can.
-    Therefore, merchant, I'll limit thee this day
-    To seek thy life by beneficial help:
-    Try all the friends thou hast in Ephesus;
-    Beg thou, or borrow, to make up the sum,
-    And live; if no, then thou art doom'd to die.
-    Gaoler, take him to thy custody.
-
-*Gaoler*
-
-    I will, my lord.
-
-*AEGEON*
-
-    Hopeless and helpless doth AEgeon wend,
-    But to procrastinate his lifeless end.
-
-    /Exeunt/
-
-
-      SCENE II. The Mart.
-
-    /Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse, DROMIO of Syracuse, and First Merchant/ 
-
-*First Merchant*
-
-    Therefore give out you are of Epidamnum,
-    Lest that your goods too soon be confiscate.
-    This very day a Syracusian merchant
-    Is apprehended for arrival here;
-    And not being able to buy out his life
-    According to the statute of the town,
-    Dies ere the weary sun set in the west.
-    There is your money that I had to keep.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Go bear it to the Centaur, where we host,
-    And stay there, Dromio, till I come to thee.
-    Within this hour it will be dinner-time:
-    Till that, I'll view the manners of the town,
-    Peruse the traders, gaze upon the buildings,
-    And then return and sleep within mine inn,
-    For with long travel I am stiff and weary.
-    Get thee away.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Many a man would take you at your word,
-    And go indeed, having so good a mean.
-
-    /Exit/
-
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    A trusty villain, sir, that very oft,
-    When I am dull with care and melancholy,
-    Lightens my humour with his merry jests.
-    What, will you walk with me about the town,
-    And then go to my inn and dine with me?
-
-*First Merchant*
-
-    I am invited, sir, to certain merchants,
-    Of whom I hope to make much benefit;
-    I crave your pardon. Soon at five o'clock,
-    Please you, I'll meet with you upon the mart
-    And afterward consort you till bed-time:
-    My present business calls me from you now.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Farewell till then: I will go lose myself
-    And wander up and down to view the city.
-
-*First Merchant*
-
-    Sir, I commend you to your own content.
-
-    /Exit/
-
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    He that commends me to mine own content
-    Commends me to the thing I cannot get.
-    I to the world am like a drop of water
-    That in the ocean seeks another drop,
-    Who, falling there to find his fellow forth,
-    Unseen, inquisitive, confounds himself:
-    So I, to find a mother and a brother,
-    In quest of them, unhappy, lose myself.
-
-    /Enter DROMIO of Ephesus/
-
-    Here comes the almanac of my true date.
-    What now? how chance thou art return'd so soon?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Return'd so soon! rather approach'd too late:
-    The capon burns, the pig falls from the spit,
-    The clock hath strucken twelve upon the bell;
-    My mistress made it one upon my cheek:
-    She is so hot because the meat is cold;
-    The meat is cold because you come not home;
-    You come not home because you have no stomach;
-    You have no stomach having broke your fast;
-    But we that know what 'tis to fast and pray
-    Are penitent for your default to-day.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Stop in your wind, sir: tell me this, I pray:
-    Where have you left the money that I gave you?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    O,--sixpence, that I had o' Wednesday last
-    To pay the saddler for my mistress' crupper?
-    The saddler had it, sir; I kept it not.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I am not in a sportive humour now:
-    Tell me, and dally not, where is the money?
-    We being strangers here, how darest thou trust
-    So great a charge from thine own custody?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    I pray you, air, as you sit at dinner:
-    I from my mistress come to you in post;
-    If I return, I shall be post indeed,
-    For she will score your fault upon my pate.
-    Methinks your maw, like mine, should be your clock,
-    And strike you home without a messenger.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Come, Dromio, come, these jests are out of season;
-    Reserve them till a merrier hour than this.
-    Where is the gold I gave in charge to thee?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    To me, sir? why, you gave no gold to me.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Come on, sir knave, have done your foolishness,
-    And tell me how thou hast disposed thy charge.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    My charge was but to fetch you from the mart
-    Home to your house, the Phoenix, sir, to dinner:
-    My mistress and her sister stays for you.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    In what safe place you have bestow'd my money,
-    Or I shall break that merry sconce of yours
-    That stands on tricks when I am undisposed:
-    Where is the thousand marks thou hadst of me?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    I have some marks of yours upon my pate,
-    Some of my mistress' marks upon my shoulders,
-    But not a thousand marks between you both.
-    If I should pay your worship those again,
-    Perchance you will not bear them patiently.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Thy mistress' marks? what mistress, slave, hast thou?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Your worship's wife, my mistress at the Phoenix;
-    She that doth fast till you come home to dinner,
-    And prays that you will hie you home to dinner.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    What, wilt thou flout me thus unto my face,
-    Being forbid? There, take you that, sir knave.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    What mean you, sir? for God's sake, hold your hands!
-    Nay, and you will not, sir, I'll take my heels.
-
-    /Exit/
-
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Upon my life, by some device or other
-    The villain is o'er-raught of all my money.
-    They say this town is full of cozenage,
-    As, nimble jugglers that deceive the eye,
-    Dark-working sorcerers that change the mind,
-    Soul-killing witches that deform the body,
-    Disguised cheaters, prating mountebanks,
-    And many such-like liberties of sin:
-    If it prove so, I will be gone the sooner.
-    I'll to the Centaur, to go seek this slave:
-    I greatly fear my money is not safe.
-
-    /Exit/
-
-
-      ACT II
-
-
-      SCENE I. The house of ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus.
-
-    /Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA/ 
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Neither my husband nor the slave return'd,
-    That in such haste I sent to seek his master!
-    Sure, Luciana, it is two o'clock.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Perhaps some merchant hath invited him,
-    And from the mart he's somewhere gone to dinner.
-    Good sister, let us dine and never fret:
-    A man is master of his liberty:
-    Time is their master, and, when they see time,
-    They'll go or come: if so, be patient, sister.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Why should their liberty than ours be more?
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Because their business still lies out o' door.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Look, when I serve him so, he takes it ill.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    O, know he is the bridle of your will.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    There's none but asses will be bridled so.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Why, headstrong liberty is lash'd with woe.
-    There's nothing situate under heaven's eye
-    But hath his bound, in earth, in sea, in sky:
-    The beasts, the fishes, and the winged fowls,
-    Are their males' subjects and at their controls:
-    Men, more divine, the masters of all these,
-    Lords of the wide world and wild watery seas,
-    Indued with intellectual sense and souls,
-    Of more preeminence than fish and fowls,
-    Are masters to their females, and their lords:
-    Then let your will attend on their accords.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    This servitude makes you to keep unwed.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Not this, but troubles of the marriage-bed.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    But, were you wedded, you would bear some sway.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Ere I learn love, I'll practise to obey.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    How if your husband start some other where?
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Till he come home again, I would forbear.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Patience unmoved! no marvel though she pause;
-    They can be meek that have no other cause.
-    A wretched soul, bruised with adversity,
-    We bid be quiet when we hear it cry;
-    But were we burdened with like weight of pain,
-    As much or more would we ourselves complain:
-    So thou, that hast no unkind mate to grieve thee,
-    With urging helpless patience wouldst relieve me,
-    But, if thou live to see like right bereft,
-    This fool-begg'd patience in thee will be left.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Well, I will marry one day, but to try.
-    Here comes your man; now is your husband nigh.
-
-    /Enter DROMIO of Ephesus/
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Say, is your tardy master now at hand?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Nay, he's at two hands with me, and that my two ears
-    can witness.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Say, didst thou speak with him? know'st thou his mind?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Ay, ay, he told his mind upon mine ear:
-    Beshrew his hand, I scarce could understand it.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Spake he so doubtfully, thou couldst not feel his meaning?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Nay, he struck so plainly, I could too well feel his
-    blows; and withal so doubtfully that I could scarce
-    understand them.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    But say, I prithee, is he coming home? It seems he
-    hath great care to please his wife.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Why, mistress, sure my master is horn-mad.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Horn-mad, thou villain!
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    I mean not cuckold-mad;
-    But, sure, he is stark mad.
-    When I desired him to come home to dinner,
-    He ask'd me for a thousand marks in gold:
-    ''Tis dinner-time,' quoth I; 'My gold!' quoth he;
-    'Your meat doth burn,' quoth I; 'My gold!' quoth he:
-    'Will you come home?' quoth I; 'My gold!' quoth he.
-    'Where is the thousand marks I gave thee, villain?'
-    'The pig,' quoth I, 'is burn'd;' 'My gold!' quoth he:
-    'My mistress, sir' quoth I; 'Hang up thy mistress!
-    I know not thy mistress; out on thy mistress!'
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Quoth who?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Quoth my master:
-    'I know,' quoth he, 'no house, no wife, no mistress.'
-    So that my errand, due unto my tongue,
-    I thank him, I bare home upon my shoulders;
-    For, in conclusion, he did beat me there.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Go back again, thou slave, and fetch him home.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Go back again, and be new beaten home?
-    For God's sake, send some other messenger.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Back, slave, or I will break thy pate across.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    And he will bless that cross with other beating:
-    Between you I shall have a holy head.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Hence, prating peasant! fetch thy master home.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Am I so round with you as you with me,
-    That like a football you do spurn me thus?
-    You spurn me hence, and he will spurn me hither:
-    If I last in this service, you must case me in leather.
-
-    /Exit/
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Fie, how impatience loureth in your face!
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    His company must do his minions grace,
-    Whilst I at home starve for a merry look.
-    Hath homely age the alluring beauty took
-    From my poor cheek? then he hath wasted it:
-    Are my discourses dull? barren my wit?
-    If voluble and sharp discourse be marr'd,
-    Unkindness blunts it more than marble hard:
-    Do their gay vestments his affections bait?
-    That's not my fault: he's master of my state:
-    What ruins are in me that can be found,
-    By him not ruin'd? then is he the ground
-    Of my defeatures. My decayed fair
-    A sunny look of his would soon repair
-    But, too unruly deer, he breaks the pale
-    And feeds from home; poor I am but his stale.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Self-harming jealousy! fie, beat it hence!
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Unfeeling fools can with such wrongs dispense.
-    I know his eye doth homage otherwhere,
-    Or else what lets it but he would be here?
-    Sister, you know he promised me a chain;
-    Would that alone, alone he would detain,
-    So he would keep fair quarter with his bed!
-    I see the jewel best enamelled
-    Will lose his beauty; yet the gold bides still,
-    That others touch, and often touching will
-    Wear gold: and no man that hath a name,
-    By falsehood and corruption doth it shame.
-    Since that my beauty cannot please his eye,
-    I'll weep what's left away, and weeping die.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    How many fond fools serve mad jealousy!
-
-    /Exeunt/
-
-
-      SCENE II. A public place.
-
-    /Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse/ 
-
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    The gold I gave to Dromio is laid up
-    Safe at the Centaur; and the heedful slave
-    Is wander'd forth, in care to seek me out
-    By computation and mine host's report.
-    I could not speak with Dromio since at first
-    I sent him from the mart. See, here he comes.
-
-    /Enter DROMIO of Syracuse/
-
-    How now sir! is your merry humour alter'd?
-    As you love strokes, so jest with me again.
-    You know no Centaur? you received no gold?
-    Your mistress sent to have me home to dinner?
-    My house was at the Phoenix? Wast thou mad,
-    That thus so madly thou didst answer me?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    What answer, sir? when spake I such a word?
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Even now, even here, not half an hour since.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I did not see you since you sent me hence,
-    Home to the Centaur, with the gold you gave me.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Villain, thou didst deny the gold's receipt,
-    And told'st me of a mistress and a dinner;
-    For which, I hope, thou felt'st I was displeased.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I am glad to see you in this merry vein:
-    What means this jest? I pray you, master, tell me.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Yea, dost thou jeer and flout me in the teeth?
-    Think'st thou I jest? Hold, take thou that, and that.
-
-    /Beating him/
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Hold, sir, for God's sake! now your jest is earnest:
-    Upon what bargain do you give it me?
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Because that I familiarly sometimes
-    Do use you for my fool and chat with you,
-    Your sauciness will jest upon my love
-    And make a common of my serious hours.
-    When the sun shines let foolish gnats make sport,
-    But creep in crannies when he hides his beams.
-    If you will jest with me, know my aspect,
-    And fashion your demeanor to my looks,
-    Or I will beat this method in your sconce.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Sconce call you it? so you would leave battering, I
-    had rather have it a head: an you use these blows
-    long, I must get a sconce for my head and ensconce
-    it too; or else I shall seek my wit in my shoulders.
-    But, I pray, sir why am I beaten?
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Dost thou not know?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Nothing, sir, but that I am beaten.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Shall I tell you why?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Ay, sir, and wherefore; for they say every why hath
-    a wherefore.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Why, first,--for flouting me; and then, wherefore--
-    For urging it the second time to me.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Was there ever any man thus beaten out of season,
-    When in the why and the wherefore is neither rhyme
-    nor reason?
-    Well, sir, I thank you.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Thank me, sir, for what?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Marry, sir, for this something that you gave me for nothing.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I'll make you amends next, to give you nothing for
-    something. But say, sir, is it dinner-time?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    No, sir; I think the meat wants that I have.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    In good time, sir; what's that?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Basting.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Well, sir, then 'twill be dry.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    If it be, sir, I pray you, eat none of it.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Your reason?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Lest it make you choleric and purchase me another
-    dry basting.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Well, sir, learn to jest in good time: there's a
-    time for all things.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I durst have denied that, before you were so choleric.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    By what rule, sir?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Marry, sir, by a rule as plain as the plain bald
-    pate of father Time himself.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Let's hear it.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    There's no time for a man to recover his hair that
-    grows bald by nature.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    May he not do it by fine and recovery?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Yes, to pay a fine for a periwig and recover the
-    lost hair of another man.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Why is Time such a niggard of hair, being, as it is,
-    so plentiful an excrement?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Because it is a blessing that he bestows on beasts;
-    and what he hath scanted men in hair he hath given them in wit.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Why, but there's many a man hath more hair than wit.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Not a man of those but he hath the wit to lose his hair.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Why, thou didst conclude hairy men plain dealers without wit.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    The plainer dealer, the sooner lost: yet he loseth
-    it in a kind of jollity.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    For what reason?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    For two; and sound ones too.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Nay, not sound, I pray you.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Sure ones, then.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Nay, not sure, in a thing falsing.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Certain ones then.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Name them.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    The one, to save the money that he spends in
-    trimming; the other, that at dinner they should not
-    drop in his porridge.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    You would all this time have proved there is no
-    time for all things.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Marry, and did, sir; namely, no time to recover hair
-    lost by nature.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    But your reason was not substantial, why there is no
-    time to recover.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Thus I mend it: Time himself is bald and therefore
-    to the world's end will have bald followers.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I knew 'twould be a bald conclusion:
-    But, soft! who wafts us yonder?
-
-    /Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA/
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Ay, ay, Antipholus, look strange and frown:
-    Some other mistress hath thy sweet aspects;
-    I am not Adriana nor thy wife.
-    The time was once when thou unurged wouldst vow
-    That never words were music to thine ear,
-    That never object pleasing in thine eye,
-    That never touch well welcome to thy hand,
-    That never meat sweet-savor'd in thy taste,
-    Unless I spake, or look'd, or touch'd, or carved to thee.
-    How comes it now, my husband, O, how comes it,
-    That thou art thus estranged from thyself?
-    Thyself I call it, being strange to me,
-    That, undividable, incorporate,
-    Am better than thy dear self's better part.
-    Ah, do not tear away thyself from me!
-    For know, my love, as easy mayest thou fall
-    A drop of water in the breaking gulf,
-    And take unmingled that same drop again,
-    Without addition or diminishing,
-    As take from me thyself and not me too.
-    How dearly would it touch me to the quick,
-    Shouldst thou but hear I were licentious
-    And that this body, consecrate to thee,
-    By ruffian lust should be contaminate!
-    Wouldst thou not spit at me and spurn at me
-    And hurl the name of husband in my face
-    And tear the stain'd skin off my harlot-brow
-    And from my false hand cut the wedding-ring
-    And break it with a deep-divorcing vow?
-    I know thou canst; and therefore see thou do it.
-    I am possess'd with an adulterate blot;
-    My blood is mingled with the crime of lust:
-    For if we too be one and thou play false,
-    I do digest the poison of thy flesh,
-    Being strumpeted by thy contagion.
-    Keep then far league and truce with thy true bed;
-    I live unstain'd, thou undishonoured.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Plead you to me, fair dame? I know you not:
-    In Ephesus I am but two hours old,
-    As strange unto your town as to your talk;
-    Who, every word by all my wit being scann'd,
-    Want wit in all one word to understand.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Fie, brother! how the world is changed with you!
-    When were you wont to use my sister thus?
-    She sent for you by Dromio home to dinner.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    By Dromio?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    By me?
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    By thee; and this thou didst return from him,
-    That he did buffet thee, and, in his blows,
-    Denied my house for his, me for his wife.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Did you converse, sir, with this gentlewoman?
-    What is the course and drift of your compact?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I, sir? I never saw her till this time.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Villain, thou liest; for even her very words
-    Didst thou deliver to me on the mart.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I never spake with her in all my life.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    How can she thus then call us by our names,
-    Unless it be by inspiration.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    How ill agrees it with your gravity
-    To counterfeit thus grossly with your slave,
-    Abetting him to thwart me in my mood!
-    Be it my wrong you are from me exempt,
-    But wrong not that wrong with a more contempt.
-    Come, I will fasten on this sleeve of thine:
-    Thou art an elm, my husband, I a vine,
-    Whose weakness, married to thy stronger state,
-    Makes me with thy strength to communicate:
-    If aught possess thee from me, it is dross,
-    Usurping ivy, brier, or idle moss;
-    Who, all for want of pruning, with intrusion
-    Infect thy sap and live on thy confusion.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    To me she speaks; she moves me for her theme:
-    What, was I married to her in my dream?
-    Or sleep I now and think I hear all this?
-    What error drives our eyes and ears amiss?
-    Until I know this sure uncertainty,
-    I'll entertain the offer'd fallacy.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Dromio, go bid the servants spread for dinner.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    O, for my beads! I cross me for a sinner.
-    This is the fairy land: O spite of spites!
-    We talk with goblins, owls and sprites:
-    If we obey them not, this will ensue,
-    They'll suck our breath, or pinch us black and blue.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Why pratest thou to thyself and answer'st not?
-    Dromio, thou drone, thou snail, thou slug, thou sot!
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I am transformed, master, am I not?
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I think thou art in mind, and so am I.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Nay, master, both in mind and in my shape.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Thou hast thine own form.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    No, I am an ape.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    If thou art changed to aught, 'tis to an ass.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    'Tis true; she rides me and I long for grass.
-    'Tis so, I am an ass; else it could never be
-    But I should know her as well as she knows me.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Come, come, no longer will I be a fool,
-    To put the finger in the eye and weep,
-    Whilst man and master laugh my woes to scorn.
-    Come, sir, to dinner. Dromio, keep the gate.
-    Husband, I'll dine above with you to-day
-    And shrive you of a thousand idle pranks.
-    Sirrah, if any ask you for your master,
-    Say he dines forth, and let no creature enter.
-    Come, sister. Dromio, play the porter well.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Am I in earth, in heaven, or in hell?
-    Sleeping or waking? mad or well-advised?
-    Known unto these, and to myself disguised!
-    I'll say as they say and persever so,
-    And in this mist at all adventures go.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Master, shall I be porter at the gate?
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Ay; and let none enter, lest I break your pate.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Come, come, Antipholus, we dine too late.
-
-    /Exeunt/
-
-
-      ACT III
-
-
-      SCENE I. Before the house of ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus.
-
-    /Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus, DROMIO of Ephesus, ANGELO, and BALTHAZAR/ 
-
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Good Signior Angelo, you must excuse us all;
-    My wife is shrewish when I keep not hours:
-    Say that I linger'd with you at your shop
-    To see the making of her carcanet,
-    And that to-morrow you will bring it home.
-    But here's a villain that would face me down
-    He met me on the mart, and that I beat him,
-    And charged him with a thousand marks in gold,
-    And that I did deny my wife and house.
-    Thou drunkard, thou, what didst thou mean by this?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Say what you will, sir, but I know what I know;
-    That you beat me at the mart, I have your hand to show:
-    If the skin were parchment, and the blows you gave were ink,
-    Your own handwriting would tell you what I think.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    I think thou art an ass.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Marry, so it doth appear
-    By the wrongs I suffer and the blows I bear.
-    I should kick, being kick'd; and, being at that pass,
-    You would keep from my heels and beware of an ass.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    You're sad, Signior Balthazar: pray God our cheer
-    May answer my good will and your good welcome here.
-
-*BALTHAZAR*
-
-    I hold your dainties cheap, sir, and your
-    welcome dear.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    O, Signior Balthazar, either at flesh or fish,
-    A table full of welcome make scarce one dainty dish.
-
-*BALTHAZAR*
-
-    Good meat, sir, is common; that every churl affords.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    And welcome more common; for that's nothing but words.
-
-*BALTHAZAR*
-
-    Small cheer and great welcome makes a merry feast.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Ay, to a niggardly host, and more sparing guest:
-    But though my cates be mean, take them in good part;
-    Better cheer may you have, but not with better heart.
-    But, soft! my door is lock'd. Go bid them let us in.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Maud, Bridget, Marian, Cicel, Gillian, Ginn!
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    [Within] Mome, malt-horse, capon, coxcomb,
-    idiot, patch!
-    Either get thee from the door, or sit down at the hatch.
-    Dost thou conjure for wenches, that thou call'st
-    for such store,
-    When one is one too many? Go, get thee from the door.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    What patch is made our porter? My master stays in
-    the street.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    [Within] Let him walk from whence he came, lest he
-    catch cold on's feet.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Who talks within there? ho, open the door!
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    [Within] Right, sir; I'll tell you when, an you tell
-    me wherefore.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Wherefore? for my dinner: I have not dined to-day.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    [Within] Nor to-day here you must not; come again
-    when you may.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    What art thou that keepest me out from the house I owe?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    [Within] The porter for this time, sir, and my name
-    is Dromio.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    O villain! thou hast stolen both mine office and my name.
-    The one ne'er got me credit, the other mickle blame.
-    If thou hadst been Dromio to-day in my place,
-    Thou wouldst have changed thy face for a name or thy
-    name for an ass.
-
-*LUCE*
-
-    [Within] What a coil is there, Dromio? who are those
-    at the gate?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Let my master in, Luce.
-
-*LUCE*
-
-    [Within] Faith, no; he comes too late;
-    And so tell your master.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    O Lord, I must laugh!
-    Have at you with a proverb--Shall I set in my staff?
-
-*LUCE*
-
-    [Within] Have at you with another; that's--When?
-    can you tell?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    [Within] If thy name be call'd Luce--Luce, thou hast
-    answered him well.
-
-*ANTIPHOLUS*
-
-    Do you hear, you minion? you'll let us in, I hope?
-    OF EPHESUS
-
-*LUCE*
-
-    [Within] I thought to have asked you.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    [Within] And you said no.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    So, come, help: well struck! there was blow for blow.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Thou baggage, let me in.
-
-*LUCE*
-
-    [Within] Can you tell for whose sake?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Master, knock the door hard.
-
-*LUCE*
-
-    [Within] Let him knock till it ache.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    You'll cry for this, minion, if I beat the door down.
-
-*LUCE*
-
-    [Within] What needs all that, and a pair of stocks in the town?
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    [Within] Who is that at the door that keeps all
-    this noise?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    [Within] By my troth, your town is troubled with
-    unruly boys.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Are you there, wife? you might have come before.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    [Within] Your wife, sir knave! go get you from the door.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    If you went in pain, master, this 'knave' would go sore.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    Here is neither cheer, sir, nor welcome: we would
-    fain have either.
-
-*BALTHAZAR*
-
-    In debating which was best, we shall part with neither.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    They stand at the door, master; bid them welcome hither.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    There is something in the wind, that we cannot get in.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    You would say so, master, if your garments were thin.
-    Your cake there is warm within; you stand here in the cold:
-    It would make a man mad as a buck, to be so bought and sold.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Go fetch me something: I'll break ope the gate.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    [Within] Break any breaking here, and I'll break your
-    knave's pate.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    A man may break a word with you, sir, and words are but wind,
-    Ay, and break it in your face, so he break it not behind.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    [Within] It seems thou want'st breaking: out upon
-    thee, hind!
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Here's too much 'out upon thee!' I pray thee,
-    let me in.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    [Within] Ay, when fowls have no feathers and fish have no fin.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Well, I'll break in: go borrow me a crow.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    A crow without feather? Master, mean you so?
-    For a fish without a fin, there's a fowl without a feather;
-    If a crow help us in, sirrah, we'll pluck a crow together.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Go get thee gone; fetch me an iron crow.
-
-*BALTHAZAR*
-
-    Have patience, sir; O, let it not be so!
-    Herein you war against your reputation
-    And draw within the compass of suspect
-    The unviolated honour of your wife.
-    Once this,--your long experience of her wisdom,
-    Her sober virtue, years and modesty,
-    Plead on her part some cause to you unknown:
-    And doubt not, sir, but she will well excuse
-    Why at this time the doors are made against you.
-    Be ruled by me: depart in patience,
-    And let us to the Tiger all to dinner,
-    And about evening come yourself alone
-    To know the reason of this strange restraint.
-    If by strong hand you offer to break in
-    Now in the stirring passage of the day,
-    A vulgar comment will be made of it,
-    And that supposed by the common rout
-    Against your yet ungalled estimation
-    That may with foul intrusion enter in
-    And dwell upon your grave when you are dead;
-    For slander lives upon succession,
-    For ever housed where it gets possession.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    You have prevailed: I will depart in quiet,
-    And, in despite of mirth, mean to be merry.
-    I know a wench of excellent discourse,
-    Pretty and witty; wild, and yet, too, gentle:
-    There will we dine. This woman that I mean,
-    My wife--but, I protest, without desert--
-    Hath oftentimes upbraided me withal:
-    To her will we to dinner.
-
-    /To Angelo/
-
-    Get you home
-    And fetch the chain; by this I know 'tis made:
-    Bring it, I pray you, to the Porpentine;
-    For there's the house: that chain will I bestow--
-    Be it for nothing but to spite my wife--
-    Upon mine hostess there: good sir, make haste.
-    Since mine own doors refuse to entertain me,
-    I'll knock elsewhere, to see if they'll disdain me.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    I'll meet you at that place some hour hence.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Do so. This jest shall cost me some expense.
-
-    /Exeunt/
-
-
-      SCENE II. The same.
-
-    /Enter LUCIANA and ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse/ 
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    And may it be that you have quite forgot
-    A husband's office? shall, Antipholus.
-    Even in the spring of love, thy love-springs rot?
-    Shall love, in building, grow so ruinous?
-    If you did wed my sister for her wealth,
-    Then for her wealth's sake use her with more kindness:
-    Or if you like elsewhere, do it by stealth;
-    Muffle your false love with some show of blindness:
-    Let not my sister read it in your eye;
-    Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator;
-    Look sweet, be fair, become disloyalty;
-    Apparel vice like virtue's harbinger;
-    Bear a fair presence, though your heart be tainted;
-    Teach sin the carriage of a holy saint;
-    Be secret-false: what need she be acquainted?
-    What simple thief brags of his own attaint?
-    'Tis double wrong, to truant with your bed
-    And let her read it in thy looks at board:
-    Shame hath a bastard fame, well managed;
-    Ill d eeds are doubled with an evil word.
-    Alas, poor women! make us but believe,
-    Being compact of credit, that you love us;
-    Though others have the arm, show us the sleeve;
-    We in your motion turn and you may move us.
-    Then, gentle brother, get you in again;
-    Comfort my sister, cheer her, call her wife:
-    'Tis holy sport to be a little vain,
-    When the sweet breath of flattery conquers strife.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Sweet mistress--what your name is else, I know not,
-    Nor by what wonder you do hit of mine,--
-    Less in your knowledge and your grace you show not
-    Than our earth's wonder, more than earth divine.
-    Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak;
-    Lay open to my earthy-gross conceit,
-    Smother'd in errors, feeble, shallow, weak,
-    The folded meaning of your words' deceit.
-    Against my soul's pure truth why labour you
-    To make it wander in an unknown field?
-    Are you a god? would you create me new?
-    Transform me then, and to your power I'll yield.
-    But if that I am I, then well I know
-    Your weeping sister is no wife of mine,
-    Nor to her bed no homage do I owe
-    Far more, far more to you do I decline.
-    O, train me not, sweet mermaid, with thy note,
-    To drown me in thy sister's flood of tears:
-    Sing, siren, for thyself and I will dote:
-    Spread o'er the silver waves thy golden hairs,
-    And as a bed I'll take them and there lie,
-    And in that glorious supposition think
-    He gains by death that hath such means to die:
-    Let Love, being light, be drowned if she sink!
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    What, are you mad, that you do reason so?
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Not mad, but mated; how, I do not know.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    It is a fault that springeth from your eye.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    For gazing on your beams, fair sun, being by.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Gaze where you should, and that will clear your sight.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    As good to wink, sweet love, as look on night.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Why call you me love? call my sister so.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Thy sister's sister.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    That's my sister.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    No;
-    It is thyself, mine own self's better part,
-    Mine eye's clear eye, my dear heart's dearer heart,
-    My food, my fortune and my sweet hope's aim,
-    My sole earth's heaven and my heaven's claim.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    All this my sister is, or else should be.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Call thyself sister, sweet, for I am thee.
-    Thee will I love and with thee lead my life:
-    Thou hast no husband yet nor I no wife.
-    Give me thy hand.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    O, soft, air! hold you still:
-    I'll fetch my sister, to get her good will.
-
-    /Exit/
-
-    /Enter DROMIO of Syracuse/
-
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Why, how now, Dromio! where runn'st thou so fast?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Do you know me, sir? am I Dromio? am I your man?
-    am I myself?
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Thou art Dromio, thou art my man, thou art thyself.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I am an ass, I am a woman's man and besides myself.
-
-*ANTIPHOLUS*
-
-    What woman's man? and how besides thyself? besides thyself?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Marry, sir, besides myself, I am due to a woman; one
-    that claims me, one that haunts me, one that will have me.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    What claim lays she to thee?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Marry sir, such claim as you would lay to your
-    horse; and she would have me as a beast: not that, I
-    being a beast, she would have me; but that she,
-    being a very beastly creature, lays claim to me.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    What is she?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    A very reverent body; ay, such a one as a man may
-    not speak of without he say 'Sir-reverence.' I have
-    but lean luck in the match, and yet is she a
-    wondrous fat marriage.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    How dost thou mean a fat marriage?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Marry, sir, she's the kitchen wench and all grease;
-    and I know not what use to put her to but to make a
-    lamp of her and run from her by her own light. I
-    warrant, her rags and the tallow in them will burn a
-    Poland winter: if she lives till doomsday,
-    she'll burn a week longer than the whole world.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    What complexion is she of?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Swart, like my shoe, but her face nothing half so
-    clean kept: for why, she sweats; a man may go over
-    shoes in the grime of it.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    That's a fault that water will mend.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    No, sir, 'tis in grain; Noah's flood could not do it.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    What's her name?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Nell, sir; but her name and three quarters, that's
-    an ell and three quarters, will not measure her from
-    hip to hip.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Then she bears some breadth?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    No longer from head to foot than from hip to hip:
-    she is spherical, like a globe; I could find out
-    countries in her.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    In what part of her body stands Ireland?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Marry, in her buttocks: I found it out by the bogs.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Where Scotland?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I found it by the barrenness; hard in the palm of the hand.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Where France?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    In her forehead; armed and reverted, making war
-    against her heir.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Where England?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I looked for the chalky cliffs, but I could find no
-    whiteness in them; but I guess it stood in her chin,
-    by the salt rheum that ran between France and it.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Where Spain?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Faith, I saw it not; but I felt it hot in her breath.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Where America, the Indies?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Oh, sir, upon her nose all o'er embellished with
-    rubies, carbuncles, sapphires, declining their rich
-    aspect to the hot breath of Spain; who sent whole
-    armadoes of caracks to be ballast at her nose.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Where stood Belgia, the Netherlands?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Oh, sir, I did not look so low. To conclude, this
-    drudge, or diviner, laid claim to me, call'd me
-    Dromio; swore I was assured to her; told me what
-    privy marks I had about me, as, the mark of my
-    shoulder, the mole in my neck, the great wart on my
-    left arm, that I amazed ran from her as a witch:
-    And, I think, if my breast had not been made of
-    faith and my heart of steel,
-    She had transform'd me to a curtal dog and made
-    me turn i' the wheel.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Go hie thee presently, post to the road:
-    An if the wind blow any way from shore,
-    I will not harbour in this town to-night:
-    If any bark put forth, come to the mart,
-    Where I will walk till thou return to me.
-    If every one knows us and we know none,
-    'Tis time, I think, to trudge, pack and be gone.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    As from a bear a man would run for life,
-    So fly I from her that would be my wife.
-
-    /Exit/
-
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    There's none but witches do inhabit here;
-    And therefore 'tis high time that I were hence.
-    She that doth call me husband, even my soul
-    Doth for a wife abhor. But her fair sister,
-    Possess'd with such a gentle sovereign grace,
-    Of such enchanting presence and discourse,
-    Hath almost made me traitor to myself:
-    But, lest myself be guilty to self-wrong,
-    I'll stop mine ears against the mermaid's song.
-
-    /Enter ANGELO with the chain/
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    Master Antipholus,--
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Ay, that's my name.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    I know it well, sir, lo, here is the chain.
-    I thought to have ta'en you at the Porpentine:
-    The chain unfinish'd made me stay thus long.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    What is your will that I shall do with this?
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    What please yourself, sir: I have made it for you.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Made it for me, sir! I bespoke it not.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    Not once, nor twice, but twenty times you have.
-    Go home with it and please your wife withal;
-    And soon at supper-time I'll visit you
-    And then receive my money for the chain.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I pray you, sir, receive the money now,
-    For fear you ne'er see chain nor money more.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    You are a merry man, sir: fare you well.
-
-    /Exit/
-
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    What I should think of this, I cannot tell:
-    But this I think, there's no man is so vain
-    That would refuse so fair an offer'd chain.
-    I see a man here needs not live by shifts,
-    When in the streets he meets such golden gifts.
-    I'll to the mart, and there for Dromio stay
-    If any ship put out, then straight away.
-
-    /Exit/
-
-
-      ACT IV
-
-
-      SCENE I. A public place.
-
-    /Enter Second Merchant, ANGELO, and an Officer/ 
-
-*Second Merchant*
-
-    You know since Pentecost the sum is due,
-    And since I have not much importuned you;
-    Nor now I had not, but that I am bound
-    To Persia, and want guilders for my voyage:
-    Therefore make present satisfaction,
-    Or I'll attach you by this officer.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    Even just the sum that I do owe to you
-    Is growing to me by Antipholus,
-    And in the instant that I met with you
-    He had of me a chain: at five o'clock
-    I shall receive the money for the same.
-    Pleaseth you walk with me down to his house,
-    I will discharge my bond and thank you too.
-
-    /Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus and DROMIO of Ephesus from the courtezan's/
-
-*Officer*
-
-    That labour may you save: see where he comes.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    While I go to the goldsmith's house, go thou
-    And buy a rope's end: that will I bestow
-    Among my wife and her confederates,
-    For locking me out of my doors by day.
-    But, soft! I see the goldsmith. Get thee gone;
-    Buy thou a rope and bring it home to me.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    I buy a thousand pound a year: I buy a rope.
-
-    /Exit/
-
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    A man is well holp up that trusts to you:
-    I promised your presence and the chain;
-    But neither chain nor goldsmith came to me.
-    Belike you thought our love would last too long,
-    If it were chain'd together, and therefore came not.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    Saving your merry humour, here's the note
-    How much your chain weighs to the utmost carat,
-    The fineness of the gold and chargeful fashion.
-    Which doth amount to three odd ducats more
-    Than I stand debted to this gentleman:
-    I pray you, see him presently discharged,
-    For he is bound to sea and stays but for it.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    I am not furnish'd with the present money;
-    Besides, I have some business in the town.
-    Good signior, take the stranger to my house
-    And with you take the chain and bid my wife
-    Disburse the sum on the receipt thereof:
-    Perchance I will be there as soon as you.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    Then you will bring the chain to her yourself?
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    No; bear it with you, lest I come not time enough.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    Well, sir, I will. Have you the chain about you?
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    An if I have not, sir, I hope you have;
-    Or else you may return without your money.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    Nay, come, I pray you, sir, give me the chain:
-    Both wind and tide stays for this gentleman,
-    And I, to blame, have held him here too long.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Good Lord! you use this dalliance to excuse
-    Your breach of promise to the Porpentine.
-    I should have chid you for not bringing it,
-    But, like a shrew, you first begin to brawl.
-
-*Second Merchant*
-
-    The hour steals on; I pray you, sir, dispatch.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    You hear how he importunes me;--the chain!
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Why, give it to my wife and fetch your money.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    Come, come, you know I gave it you even now.
-    Either send the chain or send me by some token.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Fie, now you run this humour out of breath,
-    where's the chain? I pray you, let me see it.
-
-*Second Merchant*
-
-    My business cannot brook this dalliance.
-    Good sir, say whether you'll answer me or no:
-    If not, I'll leave him to the officer.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    I answer you! what should I answer you?
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    The money that you owe me for the chain.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    I owe you none till I receive the chain.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    You know I gave it you half an hour since.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    You gave me none: you wrong me much to say so.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    You wrong me more, sir, in denying it:
-    Consider how it stands upon my credit.
-
-*Second Merchant*
-
-    Well, officer, arrest him at my suit.
-
-*Officer*
-
-    I do; and charge you in the duke's name to obey me.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    This touches me in reputation.
-    Either consent to pay this sum for me
-    Or I attach you by this officer.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Consent to pay thee that I never had!
-    Arrest me, foolish fellow, if thou darest.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    Here is thy fee; arrest him, officer,
-    I would not spare my brother in this case,
-    If he should scorn me so apparently.
-
-*Officer*
-
-    I do arrest you, sir: you hear the suit.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    I do obey thee till I give thee bail.
-    But, sirrah, you shall buy this sport as dear
-    As all the metal in your shop will answer.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    Sir, sir, I will have law in Ephesus,
-    To your notorious shame; I doubt it not.
-
-    /Enter DROMIO of Syracuse, from the bay/
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Master, there is a bark of Epidamnum
-    That stays but till her owner comes aboard,
-    And then, sir, she bears away. Our fraughtage, sir,
-    I have convey'd aboard; and I have bought
-    The oil, the balsamum and aqua-vitae.
-    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.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    How now! a madman! Why, thou peevish sheep,
-    What ship of Epidamnum stays for me?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    A ship you sent me to, to hire waftage.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Thou drunken slave, I sent thee for a rope;
-    And told thee to what purpose and what end.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    You sent me for a rope's end as soon:
-    You sent me to the bay, sir, for a bark.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    I will debate this matter at more leisure
-    And teach your ears to list me 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 Second Merchant, Angelo, Officer, and Antipholus of Ephesus/
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    To Adriana! that is where we dined,
-    Where Dowsabel did claim me for her husband:
-    She is too big, I hope, for me to compass.
-    Thither I must, although against my will,
-    For servants must their masters' minds fulfil.
-
-    /Exit/
-
-
-      SCENE II. The house of ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus.
-
-    /Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA/ 
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Ah, Luciana, did he tempt thee so?
-    Mightst 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 madest thou in this case
-    Of his heart's meteors tilting in his face?
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    First he denied you had in him no right.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    He meant he did me none; the more my spite.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Then swore he that he was a stranger here.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    And true he swore, though yet forsworn he were.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Then pleaded I for you.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    And what said he?
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    That love I begg'd for you he begg'd of me.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    With what persuasion did he tempt thy love?
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    With words that in an honest suit might move.
-    First he did praise my beauty, then my speech.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Didst speak him fair?
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Have patience, I beseech.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    I cannot, nor I will not, hold me still;
-    My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will.
-    He is deformed, crooked, old and sere,
-    Ill-faced, worse bodied, shapeless everywhere;
-    Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind;
-    Stigmatical in making, worse in mind.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Who would be jealous then of such a one?
-    No evil lost is wail'd when it is gone.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Ah, but I think him better than I say,
-    And yet would herein others' eyes were worse.
-    Far from her nest the lapwing cries away:
-    My heart prays for him, though my tongue do curse.
-
-    /Enter DROMIO of Syracuse/
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Here! go; the desk, the purse! sweet, now, make haste.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    How hast thou lost thy breath?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    By running fast.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Where is thy master, Dromio? is he well?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    No, he's in Tartar limbo, worse than hell.
-    A devil in an everlasting garment hath him;
-    One whose hard heart is button'd up with steel;
-    A fiend, a fury, pitiless and rough;
-    A wolf, nay, worse, a fellow all in buff;
-    A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one that
-    countermands
-    The passages of alleys, creeks and narrow lands;
-    A hound that runs counter and yet draws dryfoot well;
-    One that before the judgement carries poor souls to hell.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Why, man, what is the matter?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I do not know the matter: he is 'rested on the case.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    What, is he arrested? Tell me at whose suit.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I know not at whose suit he is arrested well;
-    But he's in a suit of buff which 'rested him, that can I tell.
-    Will you send him, mistress, redemption, the money in his desk?
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Go fetch it, sister.
-
-    /Exit Luciana/
-
-    This I wonder at,
-    That he, unknown to me, should be in debt.
-    Tell me, was he arrested on a band?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Not on a band, but on a stronger thing;
-    A chain, a chain! Do you not hear it ring?
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    What, the chain?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    No, no, the bell: 'tis time that I were gone:
-    It was two ere I left him, and now the clock
-    strikes one.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    The hours come back! that did I never hear.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    O, yes; if any hour meet a sergeant, a' turns back for
-    very fear.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    As if Time were in debt! how fondly dost thou reason!
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    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 Time be in debt and theft, and a sergeant in the way,
-    Hath he not reason to turn back an hour in a day?
-
-    /Re-enter LUCIANA with a purse/
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Go, Dromio; there's the money, bear it straight;
-    And bring thy master home immediately.
-    Come, sister: I am press'd down with conceit--
-    Conceit, my comfort and my injury.
-
-    /Exeunt/
-
-
-      SCENE III. A public place.
-
-    /Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse/ 
-
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    There's not a man I meet but doth salute me
-    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 DROMIO OF SYRACUSE/
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Master, here's the gold you sent me for. What, have
-    you got the picture of old Adam new-apparelled?
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    What gold is this? what Adam dost thou mean?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    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.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I understand thee not.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    No? why, 'tis a plain case: he that went, like a
-    bass-viol, in a case of leather; the man, sir,
-    that, when gentlemen are tired, gives them a sob
-    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
-    morris-pike.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    What, thou meanest an officer?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Ay, sir, the sergeant of the band, he that brings
-    any man to answer it that breaks his band; one that
-    thinks a man always going to bed, and says, 'God
-    give you good rest!'
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Well, sir, there rest in your foolery. Is there any
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Why, sir, I brought you word an hour since that the
-    bark Expedition put forth to-night; and then were
-    you hindered by the sergeant, to tarry for the hoy
-    Delay. Here are the angels that you sent for to
-    deliver you.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    The fellow is distract, and so am I;
-    And here we wander in illusions:
-    Some blessed power deliver us from hence!
-
-    /Enter a Courtezan/
-
-*Courtezan*
-
-    Well met, well met, Master Antipholus.
-    I see, sir, you have found the goldsmith now:
-    Is that the chain you promised me to-day?
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Satan, avoid! I charge thee, tempt me not.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Master, is this Mistress Satan?
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    It is the devil.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    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 to say 'God make me a light wench.' It is
-    written, they appear to men like angels of light:
-    light is an effect of fire, and fire will burn;
-    ergo, light wenches will burn. Come not near her.
-
-*Courtezan*
-
-    Your man and you are marvellous merry, sir.
-    Will you go with me? We'll mend our dinner here?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Master, if you do, expect spoon-meat; or bespeak a
-    long spoon.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Why, Dromio?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Marry, he must have a long spoon that must eat with
-    the devil.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Avoid then, fiend! what tell'st thou me of supping?
-    Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress:
-    I conjure thee to leave me and be gone.
-
-*Courtezan*
-
-    Give me the ring of mine you had at dinner,
-    Or, for my diamond, the chain you promised,
-    And I'll be gone, sir, and not trouble you.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Some devils ask but the parings of one's nail,
-    A rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin,
-    A nut, a cherry-stone;
-    But she, more covetous, would have a chain.
-    Master, be wise: an if you give it her,
-    The devil will shake her chain and fright us with it.
-
-*Courtezan*
-
-    I pray you, sir, my ring, or else the chain:
-    I hope you do not mean to cheat me so.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Avaunt, thou witch! Come, Dromio, let us go.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    'Fly pride,' says the peacock: mistress, that you know.
-
-    /Exeunt Antipholus of Syracuse and Dromio of Syracuse/
-
-*Courtezan*
-
-    Now, out of doubt Antipholus 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 entrance.
-    Belike his wife, acquainted with his fits,
-    On purpose shut the doors against his way.
-    My way is 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. A street.
-
-    /Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus and the Officer/ 
-
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Fear me not, man; I will not break away:
-    I'll give thee, ere I leave thee, so much money,
-    To warrant thee, as I am 'rested for.
-    My wife is in a wayward mood to-day,
-    And will not lightly trust the messenger
-    That I should be attach'd in Ephesus,
-    I tell you, 'twill sound harshly in her ears.
-
-    /Enter DROMIO of Ephesus with a rope's-end/
-
-    Here comes my man; I think he brings the money.
-    How now, sir! have you that I sent you for?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Here's that, I warrant you, will pay them all.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    But where's the money?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Why, sir, I gave the money for the rope.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Five hundred ducats, villain, for a rope?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    I'll serve you, sir, five hundred at the rate.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    To what end did I bid thee hie thee home?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    To a rope's-end, sir; and to that end am I returned.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    And to that end, sir, I will welcome you.
-
-    /Beating him/
-
-*Officer*
-
-    Good sir, be patient.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Nay, 'tis for me to be patient; I am in adversity.
-
-*Officer*
-
-    Good, now, hold thy tongue.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Nay, rather persuade him to hold his hands.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Thou whoreson, senseless villain!
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    I would I were senseless, sir, that I might not feel
-    your blows.
-
-*ANTIPHOLUS*
-
-    Thou art sensible in nothing but blows, and so is an
-    ass.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    I am an ass, indeed; you may prove it by my long
-    ears. I have served him from the hour of my
-    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.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Come, go along; my wife is coming yonder.
-
-    /Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, the Courtezan, and PINCH/
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Mistress, 'respice finem,' respect your end; or
-    rather, the prophecy like the parrot, 'beware the
-    rope's-end.'
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Wilt thou still talk?
-
-    /Beating him/
-
-*Courtezan*
-
-    How say you now? is not your husband mad?
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    His incivility confirms no less.
-    Good Doctor Pinch, you are a conjurer;
-    Establish him in his true sense again,
-    And I will please you what you will demand.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Alas, how fiery and how sharp he looks!
-
-*Courtezan*
-
-    Mark how he trembles in his ecstasy!
-
-*PINCH*
-
-    Give me your hand and let me feel your pulse.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    There is my hand, and let it feel your ear.
-
-    /Striking him/
-
-*PINCH*
-
-    I charge thee, Satan, housed 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!
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Peace, doting wizard, peace! I am not mad.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    O, that thou wert not, poor distressed soul!
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    You minion, you, are these your customers?
-    Did this companion with the 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?
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    O husband, God doth know you dined at home;
-    Where would you had remain'd until this time,
-    Free from these slanders and this open shame!
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Dined at home! Thou villain, what sayest thou?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Sir, sooth to say, you did not dine at home.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Were not my doors lock'd up and I shut out?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Perdie, your doors were lock'd and you shut out.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    And did not she herself revile me there?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Sans fable, she herself reviled you there.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Did not her kitchen-maid rail, taunt, and scorn me?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Certes, she did; the kitchen-vestal scorn'd you.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    And did not I in rage depart from thence?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    In verity you did; my bones bear witness,
-    That since have felt the vigour of his rage.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Is't good to soothe him in these contraries?
-
-*PINCH*
-
-    It is no shame: the fellow finds his vein,
-    And yielding to him humours well his frenzy.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Thou hast suborn'd the goldsmith to arrest me.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Alas, I sent you money to redeem you,
-    By Dromio here, who came in haste for it.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Money by me! heart and goodwill you might;
-    But surely master, not a rag of money.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Went'st not thou to her for a purse of ducats?
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    He came to me and I deliver'd it.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    And I am witness with her that she did.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    God and the rope-maker bear me witness
-    That I was sent for nothing but a rope!
-
-*PINCH*
-
-    Mistress, both man and master is possess'd;
-    I know it by their pale and deadly looks:
-    They must be bound and laid in some dark room.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Say, wherefore didst thou lock me forth to-day?
-    And why dost thou deny the bag of gold?
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    I did not, gentle husband, lock thee forth.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    And, gentle master, I received no gold;
-    But I confess, sir, that we were lock'd out.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Dissembling villain, thou speak'st false in both.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Dissembling harlot, thou art false in all;
-    And art confederate with a damned pack
-    To make a loathsome abject scorn of me:
-    But with these nails I'll pluck out these false eyes
-    That would behold in me this shameful sport.
-
-    /Enter three or four, and offer to bind him. He strives/
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    O, bind him, bind him! let him not come near me.
-
-*PINCH*
-
-    More company! The fiend is strong within him.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Ay me, poor man, how pale and wan he looks!
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    What, will you murder me? Thou gaoler, thou,
-    I am thy prisoner: wilt thou suffer them
-    To make a rescue?
-
-*Officer*
-
-    Masters, let him go
-    He is my prisoner, and you shall not have him.
-
-*PINCH*
-
-    Go bind this man, for he is frantic too.
-
-    /They offer to bind Dromio of Ephesus/
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    What wilt thou do, thou peevish officer?
-    Hast thou delight to see a wretched man
-    Do outrage and displeasure to himself?
-
-*Officer*
-
-    He is my prisoner: if I let him go,
-    The debt he owes will be required of me.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    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!
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    O most unhappy strumpet!
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Master, I am here entered in bond for you.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Out on thee, villain! wherefore dost thou mad me?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Will you be bound for nothing? be mad, good master:
-    cry 'The devil!'
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    God help, poor souls, how idly do they talk!
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Go bear him hence. Sister, go you with me.
-
-    /Exeunt all but Adriana, Luciana, Officer and Courtezan/
-
-    Say now, whose suit is he arrested at?
-
-*Officer*
-
-    One Angelo, a goldsmith: do you know him?
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    I know the man. What is the sum he owes?
-
-*Officer*
-
-    Two hundred ducats.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Say, how grows it due?
-
-*Officer*
-
-    Due for a chain your husband had of him.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    He did bespeak a chain for me, but had it not.
-
-*Courtezan*
-
-    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.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    It may be so, but I did never see it.
-    Come, gaoler, bring me where the goldsmith is:
-    I long to know the truth hereof at large.
-
-    /Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse with his rapier drawn, and DROMIO of
-    Syracuse/
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    God, for thy mercy! they are loose again.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    And come with naked swords.
-    Let's call more help to have them bound again.
-
-*Officer*
-
-    Away! they'll kill us.
-
-    /Exeunt all but Antipholus of Syracuse and Dromio of Syracuse/
-
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I see these witches are afraid of swords.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    She that would be your wife now ran from you.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Come to the Centaur; fetch our stuff from thence:
-    I long that we were safe and sound aboard.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    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.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I will not stay to-night for all the town;
-    Therefore away, to get our stuff aboard.
-
-    /Exeunt/
-
-
-      ACT V
-
-
-      SCENE I. A street before a Priory.
-
-    /Enter Second Merchant and ANGELO/ 
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    I am sorry, sir, that I have hinder'd you;
-    But, I protest, he had the chain of me,
-    Though most dishonestly he doth deny it.
-
-*Second Merchant*
-
-    How is the man esteemed here in the city?
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    Of very reverend reputation, sir,
-    Of credit infinite, highly beloved,
-    Second to none that lives here in the city:
-    His word might bear my wealth at any time.
-
-*Second Merchant*
-
-    Speak softly; yonder, as I think, he walks.
-
-    /Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse and DROMIO of Syracuse/
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    '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:
-    Beside the charge, the shame, imprisonment,
-    You have done wrong to this my honest friend,
-    Who, but for staying on our controversy,
-    Had hoisted sail and put to sea to-day:
-    This chain you had of me; can you deny it?
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I think I had; I never did deny it.
-
-*Second Merchant*
-
-    Yes, that you did, sir, and forswore it too.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Who heard me to deny it or forswear it?
-
-*Second Merchant*
-
-    These ears of mine, thou know'st did hear thee.
-    Fie on thee, wretch! 'tis pity that thou livest
-    To walk where any honest man resort.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Thou art a villain to impeach me thus:
-    I'll prove mine honour and mine honesty
-    Against thee presently, if thou darest stand.
-
-*Second Merchant*
-
-    I dare, and do defy thee for a villain.
-
-    /They draw/
-
-    /Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, the Courtezan, and others/
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Hold, hurt him not, for God's sake! he is mad.
-    Some get within him, take his sword away:
-    Bind Dromio too, and bear them to my house.
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Run, master, run; for God's sake, take a house!
-    This is some priory. In, or we are spoil'd!
-
-    /Exeunt Antipholus of Syracuse and Dromio of Syracuse to the Priory/
-
-    /Enter the Lady Abbess, AEMILIA/
-
-*AEMELIA*
-
-    Be quiet, people. Wherefore throng you hither?
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    To fetch my poor distracted husband hence.
-    Let us come in, that we may bind him fast
-    And bear him home for his recovery.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    I knew he was not in his perfect wits.
-
-*Second Merchant*
-
-    I am sorry now that I did draw on him.
-
-*AEMELIA*
-
-    How long hath this possession held the man?
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    This week he hath been heavy, sour, sad,
-    And much different from the man he was;
-    But till this afternoon his passion
-    Ne'er brake into extremity of rage.
-
-*AEMELIA*
-
-    Hath he not lost much wealth by wreck of sea?
-    Buried some dear friend? Hath not else his eye
-    Stray'd his affection in unlawful love?
-    A sin prevailing much in youthful men,
-    Who give their eyes the liberty of gazing.
-    Which of these sorrows is he subject to?
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    To none of these, except it be the last;
-    Namely, some love that drew him oft from home.
-
-*AEMELIA*
-
-    You should for that have reprehended him.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Why, so I did.
-
-*AEMELIA*
-
-    Ay, but not rough enough.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    As roughly as my modesty would let me.
-
-*AEMELIA*
-
-    Haply, in private.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    And in assemblies too.
-
-*AEMELIA*
-
-    Ay, but not enough.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    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.
-
-*AEMELIA*
-
-    And thereof came it that the man was mad.
-    The venom clamours of a jealous woman
-    Poisons more deadly than a mad dog's tooth.
-    It seems his sleeps were hinder'd by thy railing,
-    And therefore comes it that his head is light.
-    Thou say'st his meat was sauced with thy upbraidings:
-    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 hinderd by thy 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.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    She never reprehended him but mildly,
-    When he demean'd himself rough, rude and wildly.
-    Why bear you these rebukes and answer not?
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    She did betray me to my own reproof.
-    Good people enter and lay hold on him.
-
-*AEMELIA*
-
-    No, not a creature enters in my house.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Then let your servants bring my husband forth.
-
-*AEMELIA*
-
-    Neither: he took this place for sanctuary,
-    And it shall privilege him from your hands
-    Till I have brought him to his wits again,
-    Or lose my labour in assaying it.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    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 have him home with me.
-
-*AEMELIA*
-
-    Be patient; for I will not let him stir
-    Till I have used 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.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    I will not hence and leave my husband here:
-    And ill it doth beseem your holiness
-    To separate the husband and the wife.
-
-*AEMELIA*
-
-    Be quiet and depart: thou shalt not have him.
-
-    /Exit/
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Complain unto the duke of this indignity.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Come, go: I will fall prostrate at his feet
-    And never rise until my tears and prayers
-    Have won his grace to come in person hither
-    And take perforce my husband from the abbess.
-
-*Second Merchant*
-
-    By this, I think, the dial points at five:
-    Anon, I'm 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.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    Upon what cause?
-
-*Second Merchant*
-
-    To see a reverend Syracusian merchant,
-    Who put unluckily into this bay
-    Against the laws and statutes of this town,
-    Beheaded publicly for his offence.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    See where they come: we will behold his death.
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Kneel to the duke before he pass the abbey.
-
-    /Enter DUKE SOLINUS, attended; AEGEON bareheaded; with the Headsman
-    and other Officers/
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    Yet once again proclaim it publicly,
-    If any friend will pay the sum for him,
-    He shall not die; so much we tender him.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Justice, most sacred duke, against the abbess!
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    She is a virtuous and a reverend lady:
-    It cannot be that she hath done thee wrong.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    May it please your grace, Antipholus, my husband,
-    Whom I made lord of me and all I had,
-    At your important letters,--this ill day
-    A most outrageous fit of madness took him;
-    That desperately he hurried through the street,
-    With him his bondman, all as mad as he--
-    Doing displeasure to the citizens
-    By rushing in their houses, bearing thence
-    Rings, jewels, any thing 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,
-    Chased 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.
-    Therefore, most gracious duke, with thy command
-    Let him be brought forth and borne hence for help.
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    Long since thy husband served me in my wars,
-    And I to thee engaged 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.
-
-    /Enter a Servant/
-
-*Servant*
-
-    O mistress, mistress, shift and save yourself!
-    My master and his man are both broke loose,
-    Beaten the maids a-row and bound the doctor
-    Whose beard they have singed off with brands of fire;
-    And ever, as it blazed, they threw on him
-    Great pails of puddled mire to quench the hair:
-    My master preaches patience to him and the while
-    His man with scissors nicks him like a fool,
-    And sure, unless you send some present help,
-    Between them they will kill the conjurer.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Peace, fool! thy master and his man are here,
-    And that is false thou dost report to us.
-
-*Servant*
-
-    Mistress, upon my life, I tell you true;
-    I have not breathed 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, hark! I hear him, mistress. fly, be gone!
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    Come, stand by me; fear nothing. Guard with halberds!
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Ay me, it is my husband! Witness you,
-    That he is borne about invisible:
-    Even now we housed him in the abbey here;
-    And now he's there, past thought of human reason.
-
-    /Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus and DROMIO of Ephesus/
-
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Justice, most gracious duke, O, 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 I lost for thee, now grant me justice.
-
-*AEGEON*
-
-    Unless the fear of death doth make me dote,
-    I see my son Antipholus and Dromio.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Justice, sweet prince, against that woman there!
-    She whom thou gavest to me to be my wife,
-    That hath abused and dishonour'd me
-    Even in the strength and height of injury!
-    Beyond imagination is the wrong
-    That she this day hath shameless thrown on me.
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    Discover how, and thou shalt find me just.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    This day, great duke, she shut the doors upon me,
-    While she with harlots feasted in my house.
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    A grievous fault! Say, woman, didst thou so?
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    No, my good lord: myself, he and my sister
-    To-day did dine together. So befall my soul
-    As this is false he burdens me withal!
-
-*LUCIANA*
-
-    Ne'er may I look on day, nor sleep on night,
-    But she tells to your highness simple truth!
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    O perjured woman! They are both forsworn:
-    In this the madman justly chargeth them.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    My liege, I am advised what I say,
-    Neither disturbed with the effect of wine,
-    Nor heady-rash, provoked with raging ire,
-    Albeit my wrongs might make one wiser mad.
-    This woman lock'd me out this day from dinner:
-    That goldsmith there, were he not pack'd with her,
-    Could witness it, for he was with me then;
-    Who parted with me to go fetch a chain,
-    Promising to bring it to the Porpentine,
-    Where Balthazar and I did dine together.
-    Our dinner done, and he not coming thither,
-    I went to seek him: in the street I met him
-    And in his company that gentleman.
-    There did this perjured goldsmith swear me down
-    That I this day of him received the chain,
-    Which, God he knows, I saw not: for the which
-    He did arrest me with an officer.
-    I did obey, and sent my peasant home
-    For certain ducats: he with none return'd
-    Then fairly I bespoke the officer
-    To go in person with me to my house.
-    By the way we met
-    My wife, her sister, and a rabble more
-    Of vile confederates. Along with them
-    They brought one Pinch, a hungry lean-faced villain,
-    A mere anatomy, a mountebank,
-    A threadbare juggler and a fortune-teller,
-    A needy, hollow-eyed, sharp-looking wretch,
-    A dead-looking man: this pernicious slave,
-    Forsooth, took on him as a conjurer,
-    And, gazing in mine eyes, feeling my pulse,
-    And with no face, as 'twere, outfacing me,
-    Cries out, I was possess'd. Then all together
-    They fell upon me, bound me, bore me thence
-    And in a dark and dankish vault at home
-    There left me and my man, both bound together;
-    Till, gnawing with my teeth my bonds in sunder,
-    I gain'd my freedom, and immediately
-    Ran hither to your grace; whom I beseech
-    To give me ample satisfaction
-    For these deep shames and great indignities.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    My lord, in truth, thus far I witness with him,
-    That he dined not at home, but was lock'd out.
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    But had he such a chain of thee or no?
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    He had, my lord: and when he ran in here,
-    These people saw the chain about his neck.
-
-*Second Merchant*
-
-    Besides, I will be sworn these ears of mine
-    Heard you confess you had the chain of him
-    After you first forswore it on the mart:
-    And thereupon I drew my sword on you;
-    And then you fled into this abbey here,
-    From whence, I think, you are come by miracle.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    I never came within these abbey-walls,
-    Nor ever didst thou draw thy sword on me:
-    I never saw the chain, so help me Heaven!
-    And this is false you burden me withal.
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    Why, what an intricate impeach is this!
-    I think you all have drunk of Circe's cup.
-    If here you housed him, here he would have been;
-    If he were mad, he would not plead so coldly:
-    You say he dined at home; the goldsmith here
-    Denies that saying. Sirrah, what say you?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Sir, he dined with her there, at the Porpentine.
-
-*Courtezan*
-
-    He did, and from my finger snatch'd that ring.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    'Tis true, my liege; this ring I had of her.
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    Saw'st thou him enter at the abbey here?
-
-*Courtezan*
-
-    As sure, my liege, as I do see your grace.
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    Why, this is strange. Go call the abbess hither.
-    I think you are all mated or stark mad.
-
-    /Exit one to Abbess/
-
-*AEGEON*
-
-    Most mighty duke, vouchsafe me speak a word:
-    Haply I see a friend will save my life
-    And pay the sum that may deliver me.
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    Speak freely, Syracusian, what thou wilt.
-
-*AEGEON*
-
-    Is not your name, sir, call'd Antipholus?
-    And is not that your bondman, Dromio?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Within this hour I was his bondman sir,
-    But he, I thank him, gnaw'd in two my cords:
-    Now am I Dromio and his man unbound.
-
-*AEGEON*
-
-    I am sure you both of you remember me.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Ourselves we do remember, sir, by you;
-    For lately we were bound, as you are now
-    You are not Pinch's patient, are you, sir?
-
-*AEGEON*
-
-    Why look you strange on me? you know me well.
-
-*ANTIPHOLUS*
-
-    I never saw you in my life till now.
-
-*AEGEON*
-
-    O, grief hath changed me since you saw me last,
-    And careful hours with time's deformed hand
-    Have written strange defeatures in my face:
-    But tell me yet, dost thou not know my voice?
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Neither.
-
-*AEGEON*
-
-    Dromio, nor thou?
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    No, trust me, sir, nor I.
-
-*AEGEON*
-
-    I am sure thou dost.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Ay, sir, but I am sure I do not; and whatsoever a
-    man denies, you are now bound to believe him.
-
-*AEGEON*
-
-    Not know my voice! O 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 untuned 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:
-    All these old witnesses--I cannot err--
-    Tell me thou art my son Antipholus.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    I never saw my father in my life.
-
-*AEGEON*
-
-    But seven years since, in Syracusa, boy,
-    Thou know'st we parted: but perhaps, my son,
-    Thou shamest to acknowledge me in misery.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    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 SOLINUS*
-
-    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.
-
-    /Re-enter AEMILIA, with ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse and DROMIO of Syracuse/
-
-*AEMELIA*
-
-    Most mighty duke, behold a man much wrong'd.
-
-    /All gather to see them/
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    I see two husbands, or mine eyes deceive me.
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    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?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I, sir, am Dromio; command him away.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    I, sir, am Dromio; pray, let me stay.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    AEgeon art thou not? or else his ghost?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    O, my old master! who hath bound him here?
-
-*AEMELIA*
-
-    Whoever bound him, I will loose his bonds
-    And gain a husband by his liberty.
-    Speak, old AEgeon, if thou be'st the man
-    That hadst a wife once call'd AEmilia
-    That bore thee at a burden two fair sons:
-    O, if thou be'st the same AEgeon, speak,
-    And speak unto the same AEmilia!
-
-*AEGEON*
-
-    If I dream not, thou art AEmilia:
-    If thou art she, tell me where is that son
-    That floated with thee on the fatal raft?
-
-*AEMELIA*
-
-    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 SOLINUS*
-
-    Why, here begins his morning story right;
-    These two Antipholuses, these two so like,
-    And these two Dromios, one in semblance,--
-    Besides her urging of her wreck at sea,--
-    These are the parents to these children,
-    Which accidentally are met together.
-    Antipholus, thou camest from Corinth first?
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    No, sir, not I; I came from Syracuse.
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    Stay, stand apart; I know not which is which.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    I came from Corinth, my most gracious lord,--
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    And I with him.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Brought to this town by that most famous warrior,
-    Duke Menaphon, your most renowned uncle.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    Which of you two did dine with me to-day?
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I, gentle mistress.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    And are not you my husband?
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    No; I say nay to that.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    And so do I; yet did she call me so:
-    And this fair gentlewoman, her sister here,
-    Did call me brother.
-
-    /To Luciana/
-
-    What I told you then,
-    I hope I shall have leisure to make good;
-    If this be not a dream I see and hear.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    That is the chain, sir, which you had of me.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    I think it be, sir; I deny it not.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    And you, sir, for this chain arrested me.
-
-*ANGELO*
-
-    I think I did, sir; I deny it not.
-
-*ADRIANA*
-
-    I sent you money, sir, to be your bail,
-    By Dromio; but I think he brought it not.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    No, none by me.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    This purse of ducats I received 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.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    These ducats pawn I for my father here.
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    It shall not need; thy father hath his life.
-
-*Courtezan*
-
-    Sir, I must have that diamond from you.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    There, take it; and much thanks for my good cheer.
-
-*AEMELIA*
-
-    Renowned duke, vouchsafe to take the pains
-    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 but gone in travail
-    Of you, my sons; and till this present hour
-    My heavy burden ne'er delivered.
-    The duke, my husband and my children both,
-    And you the calendars of their nativity,
-    Go to a gossips' feast and go with me;
-    After so long grief, such festivity!
-
-*DUKE SOLINUS*
-
-    With all my heart, I'll gossip at this feast.
-
-    /Exeunt all but Antipholus of Syracuse, Antipholus of Ephesus,
-    Dromio of Syracuse and Dromio of Ephesus/
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Master, shall I fetch your stuff from shipboard?
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Dromio, what stuff of mine hast thou embark'd?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Your goods that lay at host, sir, in the Centaur.
-    ANTIPHOLUS
-
-*OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    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 Antipholus of Syracuse and Antipholus of Ephesus/
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    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.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Methinks you are my glass, and not my brother:
-    I see by you I am a sweet-faced youth.
-    Will you walk in to see their gossiping?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    Not I, sir; you are my elder.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    That's a question: how shall we try it?
-
-*DROMIO OF SYRACUSE*
-
-    We'll draw cuts for the senior: till then lead thou first.
-
-*DROMIO OF EPHESUS*
-
-    Nay, then, thus:
-    We came into the world like brother and brother;
-    And now let's go hand in hand, not one before another.
-
-    /Exeunt/
-