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LIN US; Duke. of ati efus. eon, a Merchant of § Syracu 73 iu in “Balen and Sons to AE* i eRe : b Se be C el n ut unknowy Antipholis of Syracufe, 68 geon and Enili a, but unknown to each other. " romio of NE Twin Brothers, and Slaves to thé omio of Syracufe, § ¢avo. Antipholis’s.

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Roceed, Salinus, to procure my fall, And by the doom of death end woes and all. Duke. Merchant of Syracu/a, plead no more ; I am not partial to infringe our laws : The enmity and difcord which of late Sprung from the ranc’rous outrage of your Duke, ‘lo merchants, ‘our well-dealing countrymen, (Who wanting gilders to redeem their lives, Have feal’a his rigorous flatutes with their bicods) ; Excludes all pity from our threatning looks F For, fince the mortal and inteftine jars 4 "Pwixt thy {editions countrymen and us, It-hath in folemn fynods been decreed, Both by the Syracu/ans and our ielves, ZT admit no trafiick-to our adverle towns, oe Nay

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Why thou de parted’it from thy native home ; And for what caufe thou cam *4 to Ephesus. dE geon. A heavier t task could not have been impos’d, Than I to fpeak my grief uni {peakable : ee that the world may witnefs that my end Was wrought by nature, not by vile offence, L’jl utter what my forrow gives me leave In Syracufa was I born, and wed

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inguith’ d but by name, That very Red ur, and in the felf-fame inn, A poor mean Woman was delivered

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You know no Centaur ? you receiv’d no gold? Your miftrefs fent to have me home to ae aner ? My houfe was at the Phenix ? watt thou mad, That thus fo madly thou didft anfwer me? 5S. Dro, What anfwer, Sir? when fpake I { et aword?

Ant. Even Beng rue n ‘he ere, not halfan hous ‘fince, S. Dro. I did not fee you fince you fent me ee

Home to the ie with the gold you Bs 1ve “me. Ant. Willan, thou didit deny the gold’s receipt, And told’ft me of a miftrefs and a dinner; For which I hope thou felt’ I was difpleas’d. S. Dro. I’m glad to fee you in this merry vein: What means this jeft, I pray you, matter, tell me? Ant. Yea, doit thou jeer and flout me in the teeth ? Think’ thou I jeit? hold, take thou that, and that. Beats Dro, S. Dro. Hold, Sir; for God’s fake, now your jeit Is earneft ; Upon what bargain do you give it me? Ant. Becaufe that I fami larly fometimes Do ufe you for my fool, and chat with you, Your fawcinels will jet upon my love, And make a common of my {erious setae When the fun shines let foolifh gnats make fport, But creep in crannies when he hides his beams If yeu will jeft with me, know my afpect. . And fafhion your demeanour to my looks ; Or I will beat this method in. your feonce. But -{oft ; who wafts us yonder? * SCENE

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if wafts us yonder ?

5S. Dro. Sconce, call you it? fo you would leave battering, I had rather have it a head 5 an you ufe thee blows long, I muft get a fconce for my head, and infeonce it too, or elfe I sa feck my wit in my fhoul. ders: but I pra uy, Sir, why am I beaten ?

Ant. Dok thou not. know ?

S. Dro. Nothing, Sir, but that I am beaten,

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S.C EN ES avy, Enter Adriana and Luciana.

ddr, Ay, ay Antipholis, look firange and frown, Some other miftrefs hath fome {weet afpects, { essen ntesemetseseneeninsentennmnssdestnapaiesiic ig Nis Ant. Shall I tell you why? S. Dro. Ay, Sir, and wherefore 3 for they fay, every why hath a wherefore, Ant. Why, firft for flouting me; and then wherefore, for urging it the fecond time to me. S. Dro. Was there ever any man thus beaten out of feafon? When in the why and wherefore is neither rhime. nor reafon ? Well, Sir, I thank you. Ant, Thank me, Sir, for what? S. Dro. Marry Sir, for this fomething that you gave me for nothing, 4nt, Vil make you amends next, to give you nothing for fomething. But fay, Sir, is it dinner-time? S. Dro. No, Sir, E think the meat wants that I have. Ant. In good time, Sir, what's that ? S. Dro. Baking. Aut. Well, Sir, then ’twill be dry. S. Dro. If it be, Sir, I pray you eat not of it, Ant. Your reafon ? S. Dro. Left it make you cholerick, and purchafe me another dry bafting. Ant. Well, Sir, learn to jet in good time ; there’s a time forall things. S. Dro. I durft have deny’d that, before you were fo Cholerick. Ant. By what rule, Sir? ; S. Dro. Marry, Sir, by a rule as plain as the plain bald pate of farther Time himéelf. Ant, Let’s hear it.

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Hopelefs to find, yet loath to leave unfought, Or that, or any place that harbours men. But here rauft end the ftory of my life ; And happy were I in my timely death, Could all my travels warrant me they live. Duke. Haplefs Aigeon, whom the fates have markt To bear th’ extremity of dire weit ; Now truft mé, were it nota gainit our laws, ~Againit my crown, my oath, my digwitgs W Thich princes would, hey may het difanul, By foul fhould fue as advocate for thee, But tho’ thou art adjudged to the death, And pafied fentence may not be recall’d, But to our honour’s great difpara agement, Yet will I favour thee in what I can; I therefore; merchant, limit thee this day T Po feek thy life by beneficial help : r all the friends thou haft in Ephe/us > thou, or borrow to make up the fate live ; if not, then thouart doom’d to die: Taihsr take him to thy. cuttody. add. I will, my lord. “Be ‘en. as opelefs and helplefs doth geox wend, to procraftinate his livelefs end. [E xeun

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Enter Antipholis of Syracufe, a Merchant, and Dromio,

Mer. 4) Beane give out, youare of Epidamnum, Left that your goods too {oon be confifcate,

This very day a Syracufan merchant

Is apprehended for arrival here ;

And not being able to buy out his life,

According to the flatute of the town

Dies ere the weary fun fet intl

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Ant. Go bear it to the Centaur, where we hoft, And flay there, Dromio, ’till I cometo thee : Ti Tt ] 1 h e man rs f h

illthat Ill view the, manners o the town, Within this hour it will be dinner-time, Perufe the traders, gaze upon the buil Idings, And th nen return and fleep within mine inn 5

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ve travel I am ftiffand weary. ae away.

And go indee ed," having fo good a mean [ Exit Dromio; 4nt. A trufty vy illain, Sir, that very er

Wi hen I am dull with care ind melanchol y;

Lightens my humour with his merry jefts.

What, will you w alk with me about the town,

And he n £0 to the inn and dine with me ? [ um invited, Sir, to certain merchants

whom I hope to make much benefit :

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Pleafe you, Vil meet with you upon the mart, And ‘onfort you till bed-time My inefs calls me from you now. I, “till the : I will go lofe my felf, Al >and ne wn to view the city. j commend you te your own content. Few. Mer. S..G EONYB ga 4int, We that commends me to my own content, Commends me to the th ing I cannot get. I to the world 4mm like adr op of water, That in the ocean feeks anot her ‘drop V ho fall v forth 1; ; himelt: Yr, I As felf.

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E. Dro, Return’d fo foon! rather approach’d too late: The cadon burns, the pig falls from the fpit, The clock has ftrucken twelve upon the bell ; My miftrefs made it one upon my cheek ; She 1s fo hot becaufe the meat.is cold ; ‘The meat is cold becaufe you come not home ; ep come not home becaufe you have no ftomach 3 You have no ftomach having broke your faft: But we that know what ’tis to faftand pray, Are penitent for your default to-day. Ant. Stop m your wind, Sir; tell me this, I pray, Where you hz e left the money that I gave you? E. Dro. Oh, fix pence that I hada Wedue/day latt, To pay the fadler for my miittrefs’ crupper? The fadler had it, Sir; I kept it not. Ant. Tamnotina fpertive humour now ; — me and dally not, where is the money? e being ftrangers here, how dart thou trult ae pe a charge from thine own cuftody ; E. Dro. I pray you jelt, Sir; as you fitat dinner : if ous my miitrefs come to you in poit, If I return, J fhall be poft inc deed ; For fhe will {core your fault upon my pate: y arae your maw, like mine, fhould be your cloc d ftrike you home without a meffenger. Pee Come, Dromio, come, thefe “felts are out of fea-

fon; Referve them ’till a merrier hour than this:

Whereis the gold I gave incharge to thee ? E. Dro. To me, Sir; w hy, you gave no gold to me. Ant, Come on, $ ir knave, have done } your foolifhneds And tell me how thou haft dif po psd thy c harge J 2 ; ut to 3 ieoh you from the mart

Home to your houfe, the Pha zix, Sir, to dinner ; My mittreis and ne fifter flay for you.

An.. Nowas kam a chriftian anfwer me, In what fafe place ak have beitow’d my money 3 Or I fhall break that merry fconce eof yours,

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£. Dro. Thave fome marks of yours upon my pate $',

some of my miftrefs’ marks upon my fhoulders ; But not a thoufand marks be etween you both. If I thould ¢ pay your worfhip thofe again, Perchah e you will not bear them patiently. Lint. 'T hi, miftrefs’. mark s? what miftrefs, flave, hatt thou?

£. Dro. Your worfhip’s wife, my miftrefs at the

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She that doth fait *till you come home to dinner ; And prays that you will hie you home to dinner,

Ant. Wi hat, wilt nyt flout me thus unto my face, Being forbid ? there take you that, Sir knave.

E. Dro. What mean you, Sir? for God fake hold

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3 Nay, an you will not, Sir, Piltake my heels. pee. Dromio, Ant. Upon my life, t »y fome device or other, » ez) Rd Vill m j

o’er-wrought of all my money. ‘They fay, this town is full of coufenage ; ; , nimble Jugler S, that d d a the eye; ‘k-working forcerers, that change the mind ; Ssoul-kalling w eRe thane rm the body ;

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ACT II. SCENE I,

be Houfe of Antipholis of Ephefus,

Enter Adriana and Luciana

ADRIANA.

Cui ile | That in { fuch ia I fent to feek his matter ! Sure, Luciana’ itis twoa clock.

Either eA husband, nor the flave returned,

Lae Perhaps fome merchant hath invited hin And from the mart he’s fomewhere € gone to dinner 2 Good fiiter, let us dine, and never fret.

A man is mafter of his fiberty : Time is their miter, and when they fee time They ll go or come; if fo, be patient, fitter.

Adr. ‘Why fhould their liberty than ours be mo

Luc. Becaufe their bufinefs ftill lies out a-door.

Ady, Look, when I ferve him fo, he takes it il.

Luc. Oh, know heis the bridle of vour will.

Adr. 'There’s none but affes will be bridled

Luc. Why, head- -ftrong liberty is lafht-with wo. . There’s nothing fituate under heav’n’s eye,

But hath its bound in earth, in fea, and sky :

The beafts, the fithes, a nd tl le Winged meee

Are their male’s fabjests, and at their controuls. Man more divine, the matter of all thele.

Lord of the wide world, and wide war’ ry-feas, Indu’d with intelleQual fenfe and foul,

Of more preheminence than fith and fox vl,

Are matters to their females and their lords; Thea let your will attend on their accords

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Adr. This fervitude makes you to keep unwed.

Luc. Not this, but troubles of the marriage-bed.

Adr. But were you wedded, you would bear fome {way

Luc. Ere I Jearn love I’ll praétife to obey.

Adr. How if your husband ftart fome other where?

Ext. Till he come home again I would forbear. dy, Patience unmov’d, no marvel tho’ fhe pauf fe 5

T ne can be meek that have.nd other caufe:

Awretched foul bruis’d with adverfity, We bid be quiet when we hear it cry ; But were we burden’d with like weight of pain, As much. or more we fhould our felves complain 5 $ So thou that haft no unkind mate to grieve thee, With urging helplefs patience would’it relieve me: But if thou live to fee like right | bereft, This fool-bege’d patience in thee will be left,

Luc. Well, I will marry one day but totry ; Here comes your man, ‘now is your husband nigh,

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Adr. Say, is your tardy mafter now at hand?

E. Dro. Nay, he’s at two hands with’me, and that my two ears can witnefs.

Adr. Say, didi thou fpeak with him? know’ft thou his mind?

E. Dro. Ay, ay, he told his mind upon mine ear, Befhrew his hand, I fearce could underttand it.

Luc. Spake he fo doubtfully, thou couldft feel his meaning ?

E, Dro. Nay, he ftruck fo plainly, I could too well feel his blows; and.withal fo doubthally, that I “could fearce underftand them.

4dr, Butfay, I pr’ythee, is he coming home?

It feems he hath great care to pleafe his wile.

E. Dro. Why, “miftrefs, fare my mafter is horn-mad.

4dr. Horn-mad, thou villain?

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E. Dro. I mean not cuckold-mad ; but fure he’s: flarle mad : . When I defir’d him to come to dinner, He ask’d me for a thoufand marks in gold : “Fis -dinner-time, quoth I; my gold, quoth he: Your meat doth burn, quoth I? my gold, qucth he z Where is the thoufand marks I gave thee, villain ? The pig, quoth T, is burn’d ;' my gold, quoth he, Will youcome, quoth I? my gold, quoth he: My miftrefs, Sir, quoth I; hang up my miftrefs 3 I know not thy miftrefs ; out on thy miftre& : Luc. Quoth who? E. Dro. Quoth my matter : I know, quoth he, no houfe, no wife, no miftrefs $ So that my errand, due unto my tongue, I thank him, I bare home upon my fhoulders : For in conclufion, he did beat me there, 4dr, Go back again, thou flave, and fetch him home? £. Dro. Go back again, and be new beaten home ? For God’s fake fend fome other mefienger, Adr. Back, ilave, or I will break thy pate acrofs, E. Dro. And he will blefs that crofs with other beating ; Between you I fhall havea holy head. ar. Hence, prating peafant, fetch thy mafter home, E. Dre. Am Ifo round with you as you with me, That like a foot-ball you do fpurn me thus? . You fpurn me hence, and he will fpurn me hither : {f I lait in this -fervice, you. muft cafe me in leather.

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Luc. Fie, how impatience lowreth in your face ! Adr. His company mutt do his minions

Whilft Lat home flarve fora merry look: Hath homely age th’ alluring beauty took ‘From my poor cheek? then he hath watted it, Are my difcourfes dull? barren my wit? If voluble and fharp difcourfe be marr’d,

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Do their gay pricceaiirt his affeCtions bait? * That’s not my fault: he’s mafter of my flate. What ruins are in me that can be found, By him not ruin’d? then is he the ground s my defeatures. My decayed fair \ funny look of his would {oon repair. Bak too unruly deer, he breaks th 5 pale, And feeds from home; poor lam but his tale Luc. Self-harming jealoufie ; fie, beat it hence. Adr. Unfeeling fools can with fuch wrongs difpenfe : I know his eye doth homage oe .er-where ; Or elfe what lets it but he would be here ? Sifter, you know he pom ’d mea chain, Would that alone, alone he would detain, So he would keep fair maaice with his bed. I fee the jewel beit enameled Will lofe his beauty ; yet the gold bides ftilt That others touch, and often touching will: Since that my beauty cannot ple eafe his eye, > T’}] weep what’s left away, and we eeping die, Luc, How many fond fools ferve mad jealoufie 4 r f

S.C FN - Era The STREET. Enter Anttpolis of Syracufe.

Unt. HE gold I gave to Dromio is laid up Safe at the a entuar, andthe heedful flave

Ts wander’d forth in care to feek me out.

By computation, and mine hoft’s rey

I could not fpeak with Dromis, fince ‘at firft

I fent him fromthe mart. See here he comes.

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Of fuch a’burthen, male-twins both alike : ‘Thofe {for their parents were exceeding poor)

i bought, and brought up to attend my fons.

My wife, net meanly proud of two fuch boys, Made daily motions for our home return : Unwilling I agreed; alas, too foon !

We came aboard.

A league from Epidamnum had we fail’d,

Before the always wind-cbeying deep

Gave any tragick inftance of our harm ;

But longer did we not retain much hope :

For what obfcured light the heav’ns did grant, Did but convey unto our fearful minds

A doubtful warrant of immediate death; Which tho’ my felf would gladly have embrac’d, Yet the inceflant weeping of my wife, . Weeping before for what the faw mutt come, aad piteous plainings of the pretty babes

‘That mourn’d for fafhion, ignorant what to fear, Fore’d me to feek delays for them and me:

find this it was, (for other means were none.) The failors fought for fafety by our boat,

And left the. fhip. then finking-ripe to us ;

My wife, more careful for the elder born, Fad faften’d him unto a {mall {pare maft, Such as fea-faring men provide for ftorms ;

To him one of the other Twins was bound, Whilft I had been like heedful of the other,

‘The children thus difpes’d, my wifeand I, Fixing our eyes on whom our care was fixt, Faften’d our felves at either end the matt,

And floating ftraight, obedient to the ftream, Were carry’d towards Corixth, as we thought. At length the fun gazing upon the earth Difpers’d thofe vapours that offended us ; And by the benefit of his with’d light The feas wax calm, and we difcovered Two fhips from far making amain to us,

Of Corinth that, of Epidaurus this ; But ere they came ~———oh let me fay no more 3

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Gather the fequel by that went before.

Duke. Nay Y; forward ve man, do not break off fo 5 pity, tho’ no t pard on thee.

h-had the gods d one fo, I had not now

r Worthily t rm d them mercilefs to us 3

Voy ere the fhips could meet vrs twice five leagues, We were encountred by a mighty rock ;

Which being art pat born “upon,

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t to pire hai us alike

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Was carry’d with more fpeed before the wind,

lin our fight ne? three were taken up ‘orinth, as we thought. fhip had feiz’a on us ; hom it was their hap to fave, come to their fhipw rackt guefts,

reft the fifhers of their prey, Had not their bark been very flow of fail ; And therefore homeward did they bend their courfe. Thus have you: heard me feiss d from my blifs,

my life prolong’d, wn-mifhaps.

es of them thou forrow’ft for, at full

em and thee till now.

and yet my-eldeit care,

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After his brother, and :mportu n’d me, That his attendant, (for his cafe was like, R tof his brother, but retain’d his name,)

Micht bear him company in queit of him ; Whom, whilft I la bour’d of a love to fee,

I hazara ted the lofs of whom I lovw’d.

Rivet ummers have I fpent in fartheit Greece, Roaming clean through the bounds of dfa, And coatting homew ard, came to Ephesus :

Hopelefs

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Tam not Adriana, nor thy wife.

The time was once, when thou unure“dit would vow,

« That never words were mufick to thine ear,

« That never obje&t pleafing in thine eye,

« That

S. Dro. There’s no time fora man to recover his hair that grows bald by nature.

Ant. May he not do it by fine and recovery ?

-S. Dro. Yes, to pay-a fine fora peruke, and recover the loit hair of another man. :

Ant, Why is Time fuch a niggard of hair, being, as it is, fo plentiful an excrement?

S. Dro. Becaufe it is a bleffing that he beftows on -beafts, and what he hath {canted men in hair, he hath given them in wit. ‘

Ant. Why, but there’s many a man hath more hair than wit.

S. Dro. Not a man of thofe but he hath the wit to lofs his hair.

Ant. Why, thou didft conclude hairy men plain dealers without wit.

S. Dro. The plainer dealer, the fooner lof ; yet he dofeth it ina kind of jollity. |

Ant. For what reafon ?

§. Dro. For two, and found ones too.

nt. Nay, not found ones, I pray you.

§. Dro. Sure ones then.

Ant. Nay, not fure ina thing falfing.

S. Dro. Certain ones then.

Ant. Name them. :

S. Dro. ‘The one to fave the money that he {pends in tyring; the other, that at dinner they fhould not drop in his porridge.

Ant. You would all this time have prov’d, there is no time for all things. ©

S. Dro. Marry, and did, Sir; namely, no time to recover hair loft by nature.

Ant.

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‘ That never touch well welcome to thy hand,

* That never wert {weet-favour’d in the tafte,

Unlefs I {fpake, or look’d, or-touch’d, or-carv’d. Vv comes it now, my husband, oh how comes it,

hat thou art thus eftranged frem thy felf?

hy fel being flrange to me:

incorporate

Am better than thy dear felf’s better part.

Ah do not tear away thy felf from me:

For Ly love, as eafie e may’! ft thou fall

A drop of water in the breaking gulph,

1 thence that ¢ drop again, iminiffiine,

were Teevtfonies : nfecrate to thee, contaminate ?

it me, and f{ptirn at me, iusband in my face,

And.tear the ftain’d skin of my. harlot- brow, And from my falfe hand cut the wedding-ring,

ft b] } +

And break it with a deep divorcing vow? I knowthoucan’ft ; and therefore { ft thou do it. Tam poflefs’d with an adulterate blot My blood is mingled with the crime ae For if we two be one and thou play falfe, I do digeft the poifon of my flefh, Being ftrumpeted by thy contagion. i « d ~~ ¢ ts Keep then fair league and truce with thy true bed ; 7°? = Lit. | . 1 o . 4 I live diftain’d, thou undifhonoured. Ant. Plead you to me, fairdame? I know you not:

F 09

Ant, But your reafon was not fubftantial, why, there is no time to recover.

S. Dro. Thus I mend it: Time himfelf is bald, and therefore to the world’s end wil] have bald fellowers..

ure I knew ’twou’d be a bald conclufion. SCENE V. &.

i , ae i da a ia de rn ot

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Se Ephefus T am but two hours old. As ft ‘ange unto your town as to your ta alk Luc. Fie, brother, how the world is chang” d with you; When were you wont to ufe my fitter thus? She fent for you by Dromio home to dinner. Ant. By Dromio? ~ S. Dro. By me? Adr..By thee; and thus thou didft return from him, That he did buffet thee, and im his blows Deny’d my houfe for his, me for his wife. Ant. Did you converfe, Sir, with this gentlewoman ? What is the courfe and drift of your compact ? S. Dro. I Sir ? I never faw her “till this time. Ant. Villain, thou lieft; for even her very words Didit thou deliver to me on the mart. S. Dro. I never fpoke with her in all my life Ant. How.can fhe thus then call us by our names, Unlefs it be by infpiration ? Adr. Wow ill agrees it with your gravity, ‘To counterfeit thus grofly with your flave, 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 faften on this fleeve of thine; Thou art.an elm, my husband, I a vine: Whole weaknefs marry’d to thy itronger flate, Makes me with thy ftrength to communicate ; f ought poflefs thee from me, it is drofs, Ufurping ivy, brier, or idle mois, Who all for want of pruning, wich intrufion, Infe&t thy fap, and live on thy confufion. Ant.-'To me fhe {peaks ; fhe moves. me. for her theam ; 3

What, was I marry’d to her in my dream ?

a a a RR ET OE A MT TR RE

* as to your talk.

Who every word by all my wit being feann’d, Wants wit inall one word to underftand. Luc. Fie, brother, Ge.

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92 the Comedy of ERRORS,

Or fleep I now, and think J hear allthis? What error drives our eyes and ears amifs? Until I know this fure uncertainty, I'll entertain the favour’d ager Luc. Dromio, go bid the feryants fpread .for dinner. * Adr, Come, come, no longer will I be a fool, To put the finger in the eye and weep, Whilit man and mafter laugh my woes to fcorn, Come, Sir, to dinner; Dromio, keep the gate ; Husband, Vlj-dine above wit th you to-day, And fhrive you of a thoufand idle pranks ; Sirrah, 1f any ask you for your mailers Say he dines s forth, and let no creature enter ¢

Come, filter Pear play the porter well, fnt. Am] jn earth, ee heav’n, orn hell?

Sleep ping or wa king, nad or well advis’d?

Known to thefe, and to my felf dif suis 'd?

I'll + ae as | they fay, and: pert fever {0 3

And 1 is.mift at all adventures go.

SSS eer eee oe ee

——— fervants fpread for dinner.

S. Dro, Oh for my beads, I crofs me fora finner. This is the Fazry land: oh 4 fpight of fpights ;

> We tall with eoblins. owls. an {prights ; vWVe falk with BVULIDS, OWis, and elvill il ip! 1g! Its 5 i : 9) Rae tay OR-4 PT, NR. GE Ry sl we obey them not, this er enfue,

1 ‘They’ll fuck our breath, an id pinch us black and blue, Luc. Why prat'it thou to ery, felf, Promio,. thou Dromia, fnail, thou flug, thou fot. S. Dro. I am transfo rmed, mafter, am I not ? Ant. | think thou art in mi ind, and foam [. S. Dro Nay, mafter, both in: ‘mind and in my fhape. Ant. Thou haf thine own form. S. Dro. No ; ] am an ape. Luc. If thou art chang’d to ought, ’tis toan af 5. Dro. ’Tis true, fhe rides me, and I long for gr ih "Dis fo, I am an afs; elfe it could never be But I fhou’d know her as well as fhe kno ows me, ; : com ey

CT te Oo»

Seve eae er Tre. wr Sma ty Rene ioe 9

_And that to-morrow you will bring it home.

§. Dro. Mafter, fhall I be porter at the gate ? Adr. Ay, let noneenter, left I break your pate, Duc. Come, come, Autzpholis, we dine too late

[Exeunt,

NSDQ O9 OE

SoS aisels Geta aE OTC lool iGO CaS aR aie ACA SC EINE 7.

The Street before Antipholis’s Hou/e.

Luter Antipholis of Ephefus, Dromio of En phefus, Angelo, gzd Balthazar,

BE. AnTIPuHonytrs.

OOD Signior Augeh, you mutt excufe us; }

My wife is fhrewifh when | keep not hours 3 ;

Say, that I linger’d with you at your fhop ‘To fee the making of her + carkanet,

But here’s a villain that would face me down He met me on the mart, and that I beat him 3 And charg’d him witha thoufand marks in gold ; And that I did deny my wife and houfe: Thou drunkard thou, what didft thou mean by this? * f carkanet, a fort of Bracelet. f eRe aes * didft thou mean by this? E. Dro. Say what you will, Sir, but I know what I know, That you beat meat the mart,

ila

1 I have your hand to fhow ; If the skin were parchment, and the blows you gave were ink

Your hand-writing would tell

£. Ait. I think, &¥¢,

you what I think,

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24 The Comedy of ERRORS,

I think thou art an afs. E. Dro. Marry, fo it doth appear By the w ce j fuffer, and the blows I bear; I fhould kick being ] kickt 5 and being at that pafs, You would : eep from my heels, and beware of an afs, Ee 4 Yare fad, Signior Balthazar. Pi ray God our

a chee May anfwer my good will, and your good welcome. * But fof ; my, door is lockts go bid them Jet usin. - Dro. Maud, Bridget, Marian, Cifly, Gillian! : Dro. wae Mome, malt horfe, capon, coxcomb, idiot, patch.

Fither get thee from tke door; or fit down at the hatch: Dot thou conjure for wench 1€s, that thou call’ft for fuch

{tore, When one is one too many? go, get thee from the door . “A Adr.

*____ and your good welcome.

Bal. Y hold your dainties cheap, Sir, and your wel- come dear.

Ant. Ah Sig onior Balthazar, either at flefh or fifh,

A ‘able full of welcome makes fcarce one dainty difh

Bal. Good Sir, is common that every chur] affords.

E. Ant. And welcome more common; for that’s no- thing but words. Bal. Small cheer, and good welcome, makes a merry 1

E. Ant. Ay, toa niggardly hoft, and more {paring oueit :

But tho’ my cates be mean, take them in good eS Better cheer may you have, but not with better heart.

> (oat videigpe- * 4a : CaP Dut {oft ; my dc YOY 1S lockt ; nC

get thee from the door,

E. Dro. What patch is made our porter? my. mafter

liays in the fireet.

Dro Let him walk from whence he-came, left he catch hold on’s feet.

£. Ant.

= aca Aue Ma aia, anon

it

| And fo tell your matter,

mr E. Ure, O lord, I muftlaugh ;

| Have at you with a Préverb. Shal

Luce. Have at you with ancther; that’s whe

tell?

|. §S. Dro. If thy name be call’d Luce, anfwerd him well,

|Thope? - 5

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25

Ad. aithin. Who is that at the door that keeps all

this noife ?

S. Dro. By my troth your town is troubled with unruly

boys.

E. Ant. Are you there, wife? you might have <ome 2 ¢ Oo

before.

Adr.

E. Ant. Who talks within there ?’ hoa, open the door.

S. Dro. Right, Sir, Pil tell: you

me Wherefore.

E. Ant. Wherefore? for my dinner:

to-day

wit }

S. Dro. Nor today here you muft not:

when you may.

an you ll tell

I have not din’d

comeێ a gal I

E. Ant. What art thou that keep’ft me out from the

ho ufe I ow ?

§. Dra. The tes for this time, Sir, and my name

1s Dromio.

and my name.

‘E. Dro. O villain, thou haft ft

el’n both mine office and

The one ne’er gotme. credit, the other sein blame ;

+7 1

I thou had’ft been Drosmo to-day in my Pp

fou wouldit have chang’ d thy face for a name, or thy

name foran af{s.

Luce. within; What a coile is there

thofe atthe gate ?

Eo Dro. Let my matter in, Luce. , Luce. Faith, no; he comes teo late

» Dromio 2 who are

Ik Tfetun my flaff;

n? ican vou

Luce, thou hat

E. Ant; Do you hear, you minion, yowll let us in,

Luc. I thought to have as ye you.

8. Dra, And you faid, B

ees calles A NL arctic gy i seit: eae — eo a

£E.. Dro.

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4dr. Your wife, Sir knave! go get you from: tne

a 3K , tk gate. E. Lint . pe ek Fhe TD Be os ‘.

E. Dro, So, come, help, well ftruck, there was blow for blow.

E. Ant. Thou baggage, let mein.

Luce. Can you tell for whofe fake?

E. Dro. Matter, knock the door hard.

Luce. Let him knock till it ake.

E, Ant, Youll cry for this, minion, if I beat the door

down. Luce. What needsall that, and a pair of ftocks in the

‘dr. within. Who is that? Ge.

*_ go get you from the gate,

C T}>- If = nore Len 2s * ; ae } isk _ ps |

i. Pro. it you went 1 pain, maiter, this Knave would vo fore. F

Ang. Here is neither cheer, Sir, nor welcome ; we.

would fain have either.

Bal. In debating which was beft, we fhall part with neither. Z ro, They ftand at the door mafter ; bid tha

welcome hither.

E. Ant: There’s fométhing in the wind that we cannot get in.

E, Dro. You would fay fo, mafter, if your garments

du + were thin. ; Your cake here is warm within: you ftand here in the cold,

it would make a man as mad as buck to be fo bought E. Ant. Go fetch me fomething, I'll break ope the S. Dro. Break any breaking here, and ll break your ;

E. Dro. A man may break a word with you, Sir, and words are but wind ; Ay, and break it in your face,ufo:he breakcit not behind.

S. Dro,

| Por a fith withour a fin, Hf a crow help us in

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Ant. Go, get thee gone, fetch mean iron c¢ Bal. Have pa itlence, Si ; Gh let it not be thus. ferein you war again tt your reputation, And draw within "hye compafs of fufpect Th’ unviolated honour ¢ of your wife.

Once this ; your long experience of her wifdom,

Her fober virtue, years dnd modetty,

Plead on her part fome caufe to you unknown ;

And doubt not, Sir, but fhe will well excufe Why at this time the doors are barr’d againtt you. Be rul’dby me, depart in patience

Andlet us to the Pyzer alto ne ner

And about ey ening come your {elf Zh ne, ‘To know the reafon of this it ‘ange reftraint, Tf by {trong hand you offer to break ‘i in, Now inthe ‘flirting j paflage of the day, ee vulgar comment.w I lbe made of it ;

And that {uppofed by the common rout

Ap aintt your yet ungalled eftim ation,

"That m: Ly with foul - intrufien enter cm:

And dwell upon your grave when you are dead: For flander lives ur pon fucceffion, aye ever hous’d w er it once get

a 2 Ant. You have prevail’d ; I wilj depart in quiet, And in defpigh t of ‘mirth n mean to be mer ry, know of ecéliencd difcourfe,

I Pretty and Witty, wild, :

TOW.

ea x

S poflefion,

and yet too, gentle ;

B2 There SD S..Dro. Tt: f

t leems thou wantetft breaking ; out upon thee, hind.

E. Dro. Here’s too much ;, out upon thee; I pray thee let me in,

§, Dro. Ay, when fowls have no feathers, and fith have no fin.

E. Ant. Well, PH breakin; zo borrow me a crow.

BY Dre. A bow without fe eather,

L

rial

mater, mean you fo ? here’ e) fowl vithout a feather : us in, ities y we'll pluck a crow together,

New be

4. IO, get Chee cone 2 © o >

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re

There will we dine : this woman that I mean,

My wife (but I protett without defert) Hath oftentimes upbre aided me withal ; will we to dinner. Ge et you home,

| oO her And fetch the chain; by this I lnow *tis made 5 Dring it, J pray you, to the Por FAA ;

For the ie . the houfe: that chain I will beftow, ‘Be it for nothing but to {fpight my wife,)

'e } e

{pon mine hoftefs there, “dod Sir, make hatte :

my own door S refufe to enterta in me.

Since Vl knock elfewhere, to fee if they ll dif ae me. Ang. Vil meet you at that place, fome hour, Sir hence. E. Ant, Do fo3 this jeft thall coft me fome expence. [Ex CUTE » S‘C EN. at The Houle of Antipholis of Ephefus. Enter Luciana, with Antipholis of Syracufe. 4 Luc AN N D may it be, that you have quite forgot Pr A husband’s office f fhall, Aatipholis, Fyn in the {pring of love, th Ly, 1 lo e-fprings rot? Shall love in buildings grow 101 uinate f If vou did wed my fifter for her wealth, “rhen for her wealth’s-ake ufe her with more kir?> neis Or if vou like elfewhere, do it by stealth, fufle your. falfe love with fome thew of blindnefs 5

ve

‘¢tnot my filter read it in your eye ue thy own fhame’s orator 3

Ui

become difloyalty :

A tw fe te Vic TaiLY 5

1 OF veet, 1pe \pparel vice like virtue’s harbinger ; Poor a fair prefence, tho’ your heart be tainted 3

‘each fia the carriage of a holy faint; what need fhe be acquainted ? le thief brags of his own atte aint?

Ti

The Comedy of ERRORS, 29 | . "Is double wrong, to truant with your bed, | And let her read it in thy looks at board : ) Shame hatha baftard-fame, well managed 5 Ill.deeds are doubled w ich an evil word: } Alas poor women, make’us but believe (Being compact of credit) that you love us ; ‘ho’ others have the arm, fhew us the fleeve : We iny our motion turn, and you may move us, Then, gentie brother : eet you 17 again 5 | Génifort my fitter, chea ther, .ca We her wife ; a Lisl wife {port, to bea little va in, | When the fweet breath of ft: ittery conguers ftrife. S. At. Sweet miltrefs; what your name is elfe I know not, Nor by what w Baded youdo hit of mine : ‘Lefs in your know ledge and your grace you { how not, ‘Than our earth’s wonder, more than earth divine. ‘Peach me, dear or: haw to think and fpeak ; Lay open tomy earthly erofs conceit Smother’d in er rors, fee ble, fhallow os weak, The foulded meaning of your words deceit + Againit my foul’s pure truth why labour you, To make it wander i in an unknown field? Are you a God? would you create me new ? Transform me then, and to your Pow’r Pl yield, But if that lam I, then well I know Your weeping filter is no wifeof mine,. \SNor to her bed a homage do I owe; Far more, far more to you do I decline: Oh train me not, {weet mern aid, with thy nc To drown me in thy fifter 5 fost of tears ; Sing Szren for thy felf, and I will dete ; Spread o’er the filver waves thy golden hairs, Andasabed Vil take the e,‘ and there lye: And m that glorious fappofition think Ide gains by-de: ath that hath fuch means to die : Let love, being light, be drowned if fhe fink. Luc. What, are you mad, that you do reafon fo ? S.. dat. Not mad, but mated ; how, I do not know. B3 Lu.

I a nm A A Ro OTT cP

Thal bee deh a L helonied y of PB R R O R S, Luc. It is a fault that {fpringeth fr ‘om. your eye.

Ant. For gazing in your beams, fair fun being by. Luc. Gaze where you fhould, and that will clear your

int. As good to wink, {weet love, as look on

Luc. Why call you me, love? call my fifter fo. Thy fifter’s filter. That’s my fitter. Ant. No;

It is thy felf, mine own felf’s better part: Mine eye’s clear eye, my dear heart’s dearer heart, My food, my fortune , and my {weet hope’s aim, My fole earth’s he: aven, and my heaven’s claim.

Luc. All this thy filter. is , or elfe fhould be.

S. Ant. Call thy felf. fifter, fweet; for I mean thee! [hee will I love, and with thee lead my life. Chou haft no husband yet, nor I no wife 5 gl Give me thy hand.

Luc. Oh foft, Sir, hold you full ; [ll fetch my fifter, to get her good will. (Exit. Luc

SCEN E gf. Enter Dromio of Sytacule. S. Ant. Why how now, Dromio, where runn’ft thou

S. Dro. D’ you know me, Sir? am I Dromio? am I your man? am [| my felf?

S. Ant. Thou art Dromio, thou art my man, thou art thy felf.

S. Dre. Tam anafs, Iam a woman’s man and befides my felf.

S. Aat. What woman’s man? and how, befides thy- felf ?

S. Dro. Marry, Sir, befides my felf, I am due to a wo- man; one chat claigas me, one that haunts me, one that will have me.

Ant. What claim Jays fhe to thee ?

S. Dro. Marry, Sur, fuch claim as you would lap to your

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ray , beattly creature, lays claim us me, Ani, Wh: it 1s the £ 7 Dro. A very reverent body ; ay, fuch a one asa man may not {peals of, without he {a iy, Sir reverence: I have ) but lean luck in the match ; and: yet 1s fhe a wond’rous fat ares i : |

|

| .

) i being a beaft fhe would have me, but that fhe being a }

:

|

S. Ant. How doft thou mean, a fat marriage ?

S. io Marry, Sir, fhe’s the kitchen-wench, and all greafe, and I kriow Hot what ufe to put-her to, but to make lam P of her, and run from her by her one light, I Warrant her rags, and the tallow in tl em, Pi, ill burn

a Poland winter: if fhe lives *till doomiday, the’ll burn ) 2 week Jonger than the whole world.

ES Aor si hat compleétion is fhe of ?

S. Dro. Swart, like my fhoe, but her face nothing hike fo clean kep t; for why? “the fweats, a man may “go over-fhoes in the crime of it.

S. Aut. That’s a fault that water will mend.

|S. Dra. No, Sir, "tis in grains Nozh’s flood’ could pe do it,

| 8. Ant. What's her name?

S. Dro. Ne/f/, Sir; but her Name.is three quarters ; fthat is, an ell and three quarters will not mea ite her jfrom hi ip 2 es } S. Ant. Then fhe bears fome breadth ? 3S, Dro. aD longer from head to foot, than from hi ip 3 hips fhe is fpherical, like a globe: I could find out rountries in her.

» S. Ant. In what part of her body flands L-e/and 2 | S. Dro. Marry , OM, In her buttocks ; I found it out vy ene bogs. & S. Ant. Pn eea Scotland 2

Dro. I found it out by the barrennefs, hard in the : of her hand.

ee eh ee

S. Ant. Where France ?

S. Dro. In her forehead, arm’d and reverted, making var againft her hair. | §. Ant. Where England ? | B 4 S. Dro, |

} H | ! 1 | !

your horfe, and fhe would have me asa beaft: not that

Tin. Sy

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S$. Dro. 1 look’d forthe chalky cliffs but Ieould find hem; but I euels, it flood in her

at im t

chin. by the fatt rheum that ran between France and it S. Ant. Where Spain ? ; { S. Dra. Faith, I faw it not, but I felt it hot in her

S Ant. Where America, the Indies ?

§, Dro. Oh Sir, upon her nofe, all o'er embellifh’d with rubies, carbuncles, faphires, declining their: rich afpedt to the hot breath of Spain, who fent whole arma- does of carraéts to be ballaft at her noe.

Ss. Ant. Where ftood Beloia, the Netherlands ?

S. Dro. Oh, Sur, I did not look fo low, *°To con- clude, this drudge, or diviner, laid claim to me, cali’d 1e Diomio, {wore I was ae to her, told me what rks I had about me,’ as the miaehed of my fheul-

i rivy ma |

der, the mole in my neck, the great wart on my “ett on. 1*4 +} - Lam ae t f; } h. A id J arm, that I amaz’d, ran from her as a witch. Anc

t if my breaft had not been made of faith, and

Ax > é

my heaft of fteel, fhe had transform’d me-to a “curtal dog, and made me turn i’ th’ wheel.

tt Go hie thee prefently ; poft to the road ;

Oo. Lhe ‘nd if the wind blow any way from fhor¢, f ajil not harbour in this town to- -might. If any bark pwt forth, come to the mart ; Where I will walk ’till thou return to me: If every one knows us, ai nd we know none, , hink to trudge, pack and be gone,

hy

I time it ’ Dye. As from a.bear man wo ould run tae life; So fly I from her that would be my wife. (Exit. Ci BN cay. S. Ant. There’s none but witches do inhabit here 3

And therefore ’tis hi gh time that I were hence: at dot] ue me husband, even my foul Both fora wife abhor. But "her f fair fif fer,

Poffett with fan a gentle fovereign grace, Of fuch inchanting prefence 2 and dil fcourle,

Hath

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Hath almoft made me traitor to my felf: But leit my felf be guilty of felf wrong, I'll itop mine ears againit the mermaid’s fong.

Enter Angelo with a. chain,

ang. Matter An tipholis. S.. Ant. Ay, that’s my name. Ang. I kod it well, Sir, lo, here’s the chain, I thought’ have tane you at the Porcupine 5 ‘The ok unfinifh’d made me ftay thus Jong. S. Ant. What is your will that I fhall do with this > Ang. What pleafe your felf, Sir; I have made it for: you. S. Ant’ Made it for me, Sir!’ I befpoke it not: Ang. sede once, nor twice, but twenty times you: hav ier home w ih it, and pleafe your wife withah; And foon at fupper-time Pll vilit you And therr receive my mony for the chain. Se Ant. 1 pray you, Sir, receive the mony’ now,, For fear you ne’er fee chain nor mony more. ~ Ang. You are amerry man,, Sir; fare you well. [Exit S. Ant: What I fhould think ofthis, I cannot tell : But this I think, there’s no man: is fo vain: That would refute fo fair an offer’d chain. I fea-a man. here needs not. live by fhifts,, When in the ftreets he meets fuch dine Sifts ° Pll tothe mart, and there for Davie ftay ; if any fhip put out, then ftrait away. EE xin.

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Enter a Merchant, Angelo, and an Officer. MERCHANT.

y And finee I have not m uch importun’d yous

Nor now: I had not, but that [ am bound

q o Perfia, a and want gildet ‘s for my voyage ; Theretore make atelens fatisfaction 3 Or | bes ittach you by this officer.

o, Ev’n jut the fun that I do owe to you,

fs ow ro to me by Antipholis ;

\nd in the inftant that [ met with you, He had of meachain ; at fivea clock

meny for the fame :

Pleafe you but walk with me down. to his. houfe,

1 will difcharge my bond, and thank you too.

Y O-U know fince Pentecof the fum is due ; A

{hall receive the

Enter Antiph. Ephe. ad Drom. Ephe. as from the Courtezans.

Of. ° That labour you may fave’: fee where he comes. E. Ant. While I go A the goldfmith’s'houle, go th And buy a ioe s ent q 5; at will I beltow

Among my wife a and her sanity: Te

“or locki ng me out of doors by day. But foft 3 L. fee the gold{mith « get thee gone. Buy th ou a rope, and bring it home to me.

E. Dro. Y buy a thoufand pound a year; I buy a rope? fExit Dromio.

EB. Ant.

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E. Ant. A man is.well holp up that trufts to you: f promifed your prefence, and the chain: : But neither chain nor goldf{mith came tO me‘: Belike you thought our love would laft. too long Ff it were chain’d together; therefore came not. | Ang, Saving your merry humour, here’s the note, ) How “much your chain w eieh to the utmoit carat, | The finenefS of the gold, the chargeful fafhion, | Which do amount to three odd ducats more Than I ftand debted to this gentleman ; I pray you fee him prefently difchare’d 5 For he is bound to fea, and itays-but for sE) E. Ant. J am not farnifird with. the prefent mony, Befides I have fome bufinefs in the town ; ' Good eee take the ftranger to my houfe, | And with you take the chain, and bid my wife ; hi ie {um on the receipt thereof ; | © Perchance I will be there as foonas you. Ant. ‘Vhen you will bring the chain to her your felf. ; EE. Ant. No; bear it with you,. leit 1 come not time i enough. | m ng. Well, Sir, Iwill, have you the chain about you ? | £ Ant. And if I have not, Sir, I :hope you have: | Or elle you may return Without your mony. \ Ang. Nay come, I pray you, Sir, give me the chain, Both wind and tide ftay for the gentleman ; And Ito blame have held him here too long. \ £.. Aut. Good lord, you ufe this’ dalliance to excue

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fhould have chid you for not bringing it3 >» But lkea at fas i fil begin to brawl.

Mer.. The hour teals on ; [ pray you, Sir, difpatch: Ang. Youhear how he importunes me; the chain: E. dat. Why, give it to my wife, and fetch your mony, Ang, Come, come, you know lg ave it you ev’n now. ©r fend the chain,, or fend mre by fome token. E. Ant. Fie, now you rie this humour out of breath ©ome, where’s the chain * | [ pray you let me fee it, Mer. My bufinefs cannot ‘ ook: this dallianee :

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If not, I'll leave him to the officer.

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E. Ant. Vanfwer you? why fhould I anfwer you ? dng. "The: mony that you owe me for the chain.

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E. Ant. 1 owe you none ’till I receive the chain. Ang: You knew I gave it you ‘half an hour fince. E, 4nt. You gave me none ; you wrong me much te lay 10. Ang. You wrong me more, Sir, in denying it 5 Confider how it ftands upon my eredit. ae Well officer, arreft him at my fuit. 5 . Ido, and charge you in the Duke’s name to Bee me. ding. This touches me m reputation. Either confent to pay the fum for me, Or I attach you by this officer. E. Ant. Confent to pay for that I never had } Arreft me, foolifh fellow, if thou dar it. Ang. Here is thy fee ; arreft him, officer 3 ¥ would not fpare my brother in this cafe, If he fhould fcorn me {fo apparently. Off. Ido arreft yeu, Sir ; you hear the fuit. E. Aat. 1 do obey thee: ’till I give thee baik But, firrah, you fhall buy this fport- as dear As all the metal in your fhop will anfwer. Ang. Sir, Sir, I fhall have law in E phefiss, ; "lo your notorious fhame, I doubt it not.

S CE ON Break a Enter Dromio, Sira. from the bays.

8. Dro. There is a bark ef Epidamnum, That ftays but till her owner comes aboard ; Then, Sir, fhe bears away. Our fraugtage, Sir; i have convey'd aboard ; and I have bought The Or/, the Ba Yamum, 2 ind Agqua-vite. The fhip is in her trim ; the merry wind Blows fair from land ; they fay for nought at all,. But for. their owner, cuales and your felf.

E.. Ant. How now! a mad man! why, thou peevith fheep, What

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What hip of Epidamnum ftays for me? | S. Dre. A fhip you fent me to, to hire wafrage. £. Dro. Thou drunken flave, I fent thee fora rope $

And told thee to what purpofe, and_what end.

S. Dro. You fent mé for a rope’s-end as foon: You fent me to the bay, Sir, for a bark,

FE. Ant. I will debate this matter at more leifure, And teach your ears to lift me with more heed, To Adriana, villain, hie thee ftrait, / Give her this key, and tell her in the desl | That's cover’d over with Turkife tapettry | Phere is a purfe of ducats, jet her fend it: . Tell her I am arrefted in the ftreet, And that fhall bail me ; -hie thee, flave ; be gone ; On officer, to prifon ’till it come. [ Exeune,

S. Dro. Adriana ! that is where we din’d, Where Dow/abel did claim me for her husband ; She is too big I hope for me to compa{s. Thither I mutt, altho’ againit my will

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For fervants muft their matters minds fulfil, (Exit,

KF, Antipholis’s Hou/é.

Enter Adriana and Luciana.

Ady, H Luciana, didhe tempt thee fo? “4 Might’it thowperceive aufterely in his eye That he did plead in earneft, yea or no } Look’d he or red or pale, or fad. or merrily ? What obfervation mad’ft thon in this cafe, Of his heart’s meteors tilting in his face ? Luc. Firit hedeny’d you had in him a right: Adr, He meant, he did me none, the more my {pight, Lue. "Then {wore he that he was a ftranger here, dr, And true he fwore, though yet forfworn he were.

Luc. Then pleaded I for you,

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Luc. 'Fhat love I be 306° d for you, he bege’d lof me:

Ade. With what perfuafion did he tempt thy love? Luc. Withwords that in'an honett fuit might move,

Firft he did a my beauty, then my f{peech.

Adr. Did’ 1C ip Seale him f fair ? Luc. Have patience, T befeech:: Adr. I catinot nor I will not hold me full;

My tongue, though not my heart, fhall haveat’s will, He is deformed, crooked, old and fere,

Ill-fac’d,, worte SO gree every where ; Vicious, ungentle, fool blur , unkind, Stigmatical in maki 12, pia in pee

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cin Luc. Whowou Id be Jealous then af fuch a one ?’ No evil loft, is wail’d, when it is gone.

: 7 1, ° a} , Addr. Ah | ut I chia him } be ter than I fay And vet would. herein ma eyes were vee . Far from her neft the lapwing cries away 3 My heart prays for him, tho” my ton@ue do cur ; 2 as ee a SC BN. Enter S. Dromio eA} Here, go 3 the desk, the purfe ;. fweet now make hatte. . Y } im al at & bets - fae > Luc. How halt thou lef thy breath? 8. Deo. By running fait. Ai tir, Where isthy matter. Dromia? 1s he w ell ? S Dro. No, he’Sin Yartar Limbo, worte than hell; A devil in an everlaiting garment hath him,

] One whote hard lveart is button i a with ilee J]: A fiend, afury, .pitilets and r

A wolf. nay worte, a fellow atl = buf : A back-friend, a fltoulder-clapper,, one that counter-

mands The pala: ofvallies,. creeks, and narrow lands 5 A hound that runs counter, and yet draws dry-foot. well ; One that before the judgment carries poor fouls to hell. Ady. Why man, what is the matter > 3 Dras.

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S. Dyo. I do not know the matter 3; he is refted on the cafe.

Adr, What, is. he arrefted > tell meat whofe fuit. S. Dro. I know not at whofe fuit-he is arretted 3 but he’s in a fuit of buf which refted him,. that I can tell. Will you fend him, miftrefs redemption, the money in his desk?

Ady, Go fetch it, fitter; This F wonder ait

feat. Luca

That he unknown to me fhould be in debt ! Tellme, was he arrefted on-a bond?

S. Dro. Not-on,abond, but a itronger thing, A chain, a chain; do you not hear i rf ring ?

Addr. Ww hat, the chain?

S. Dro. No, nos, the bell; tis time that I were gone.*

Enter Luciana,

4dr. Go, Dromio;. there’s the mony, bear it ftrait, And bring thy mafter home immediately. Come, fifter, Tam preit down with conceit ; Conceit, my comfort and my injury. ; :

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-—that I were gone.

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

Ady. The hour’s come back, that I did never hear.

5. Dro. O; yes, if any hour meet a ferjeant, it turns back for very fear,

Ady, Ms if Time were in debt, how fondly doft thow reafon ?

3. Dro. Time is a very | bankrout, and owes more thay he’s worth.

Nay, he’s.a thief teo; have younot heard men fay,

That Time comes ftealing on by night.and day r

It Time be in debt and theft, and a te rjeant in ‘the Way s

Tiath he not reafon to turn back an hour,in a day ?

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SCvuE Niue. TheS TREET.

Enter Antipholis of Syracule.

&. Ant. Here’s not aman I meet but doth falute me,. As if I were their well-acquainted friend $

And every one doth call me by my name..

Some tender mony to me, fome invite mes

Some other give mé thanks for kindnefles ;

Some offer me commodities to buy.

Ev’n now a taylor call’d me in his fhop,

And fhow’d me filks that he had bought for mé3,

And therewithal took meafure of my body.

Sure thele are but imaginary wiles,.

And Lapland forcerers take abit here..

Enter Dromio of Syracule.

S. Dro.. Mafter,, here’s the gold you fent me for 3 what, have you got the picture of old Adam new ap-

§. Ant. What goldis this? what Adam doft thou

S. Dro. Not that Adam that kept the paradife, but 4 tliat Adam that keeps the prifon ; he that goes in the calves-skin, that was kill’d for. the prodigal : he that came behind you, Sir, like an evil angel, and bid: you forfake your liberty.

S. Ant. | underftand thee not.

S. Dro. No? why ’tis a plain cafe; he that’ went likea bafe-viol in a cafe of leather; the man,. Sir, that when gentlemen are tired gives them a fob; and refts them ; te, Sir, that takes pity on decay’d men, and gives them fuits of durance; he that fets up his reft to da more exploits with his mace, than- a moris. pike.

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S. Ant. What! thou mean’ft an officer?

S, Dro. Ay, Sir,, the ferjeant of the band; he that brings any man to anfwer it that breaks his bond ; one that thinks a man always going to bed, and faith, God give you good reft.

S. Ant. “Well, Sir, there reft in your foolery,

Is there any fhip puts Merth to- night? may we be gone?

§. Dro. -Why, Sir, J brought you word an hour fince, that the bark Bapediriin puts forth to-night, and then were you hinder’d by the ferjeant, to tarry for the hoy Delay ; hereare the angels that you fent for, to de- liver you.

S. Ant. 'The fellow is diftradt, and foam I,

And here we wander in Wutdiss ; Some bleffed power deliver us from hence,

Sr Baia by 6 Ty Enter a Courtezan.

Cur. Well met, well met, mafter Axtipholis. I fee, Sir, you have found the goldfmith new : Is that the chain you promis’d me to-day ? S. dat, Satanavoid, I charge thee tempt me not.*

FR te et te el fT ITT ES = ———-—7— tempt _me not. Dro. Matter, is this miftrefs Satan ? 4 Ant. It is the devil. S. Dro, Nay fhe is worfe, fhe’s: the devil’s dam 3

and here fhe comes in the habit of a light wench,

and thereof comes that the wenches fay, God dam me, that’s as much as to fay, God make me a light wench, It is written, they appear to men like an- gels of light-;. light is an effect of fire, and fire will burn; erga, light wenches will burn ; come not near her.

Cur. Your man and you are marvellous merry, Sir. Will you go with me, well mend our dinner here ;

S. Dro. Matter, if you dg expect fpoon-meat, be- fpeak a long fpoon.

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Cur. S, Give me the ring of mine you had at dinner, Or tor my di amond the chain you promis’d, madd I'll be gone, Sir, and not trouble you..

. Dro. Some. devils ask but the parings of one’s aa a ruth, a: hair, a drop of blood, a pin, a nut, a cherry fone, but fhe more covetous would have a chain. Mafter be wife, and if you give it her, the de- wil will fhake her ch ain, and fright us with it.

Cur. I pray you Sir, m y ring, or elfe the chain; ft hope you do not mean to cheat me fo?

o.dnt. Avant, thou witch! come Dromio let us go.*

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Cur. Now out of doubt Antif oles is mad, Elfe would he never fo demean himfelf.

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A ring he hath of mine worth fe rty ducats And for the fame he promis *d mea chain ; is one and other he denies me bg

he reafon that I gather he is mad, (Belides a prefe nt inftance of his rage) Ts a mad tale he told to-day at dinner, Of his own VASE being fhut again{t his entranee. Belike his wife acquainted with his fits

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S. Ants W Thy, Dromia ?

S. Dro, Marry, he muift have a long {poon-that muft eat path ee devil.

S. Ant, Avoid thou -fiend, what tell’ft thon me of

fupping ° Thou art (as you are -all). a forcerefs : E conjure thee to leave me and be gone,

Gur. Give me, Ge.

letus £0.

S. Dro, Fly pride, fays the peacock 5 miuftrefs that

you know.

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That I fhould be attach’d in Ephe

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On purpofe fhut the doors againit his way.

My way is now to hie home to his houfe;

And tell his wife; that being lunatick,

He rufh‘d into my houfe, and took perforce

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For forty ducats is too much to lofe.

I'll give thee ere I leave thee fo much

‘This courfe I fitteft chule,

mony, To warrant thee, as lam refted for. My wife is ina wayward mood to-day, And will not lightly truft the mefienger..

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Enter Dromio of Ephefus avith a rope’s-end.

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Here comes my man, I think he brings the mony. How now,, Sir, have you that I fent you for?

. Dro. Here’s that I warrant you will pay them all, . Ant. But where’s. the mony ?

- Dro. Why, Sir, I gave the mony for the rope, Ant. Five hundred ducats, villain, fora rope ? Dro, Vil ferve-you, Sir, five hundred at the rate. Ant. 'Yo what end did I bid thee hie thee home? Dro. To a ropes-end, Sir, and to that end am return’d,

E. ut. And to that end, Sir, I will welcome you. [ Beats Dro,

Of:. Good Sir, be patient.

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PES, MCB NE OVITE. The STREET. Enter Antipholis of Ephefus with a Fail. E Aut. Ear me not man, I will not break away,

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£. Dro, Nay, tis for me to be patient, Iam in ad-

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Ofi. Good now hold thy tongue.

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

BA Ai 2 it whorfon, fenfelefs villain!

E. Dede I would -I were fentelefs, Sir, that I might not feel your blows

E. Ant. Thou art fenfible an nothing but blows, and fo is an afs.

E. Dro. I am an afs indeed, you may prove it by

my long ears. J have ferv’d him ‘from the hour of my nativity to this inftlant, and have nothing at his hands for my {fervice but blows When I am cold,

he heats me with peas ; when I warm, he coo!s > with beatine: | at vke’d with it whe I flee me with beating; 1 am Wwakxd Werth it when i€Cp, e*€ e ° - r eae a ‘ 4 rais’d with it when ; fit, driven out of doors with it when I go from home, welcom’d home with it .when I return; nay I bear it an my fhoulders, as a_ beg ear wont her brat; and I think when he hath lam’d me

hal) } Fm es ee nee pete J thall beg with it from.door to decor. —

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Enter Adviana, ‘Luciana, Courtexan aud Pinch.

E. Aut. Come, go along ; my wie is coming yonder, E. Dro. Mittrels, re/pice sAnem, refpe&t your end, or rather prophefie like the parrot, beware the rope ond E. ‘Ant. ve thou ftill talk ? [2 eats Dro. Cur. How fay you now ? is not your husband mad? Adr. Fis ine civility confirms no lefs. Good do&tor Pinch, you: are a conjurer, é Eilablith him in his true fenfe'again, And 1 will pleafe you what you will demand. Luc. Alas, how fiery and how fharp he looks ! Cur. Mark how he trembles in his ecttafie ! Pinch, Give me your hand, and Jet me feel your pulfe. E. Ant. There is my hand, and Jet it feel your ear. Pinch. 1 charge thee, Satan, housd- within this man, To yield poflefi ion to my holy prayers, And to thy itate of dar knefs hie thee ftrait, I conjure thee by all'the faints in heav’n. E. Ant. Peace, doating wizard, peace, I am not mad

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E. Ant. You minion you, are thefe your cuftomers ? Dd this campanion with the faffron face Revel and feait it at my houfe to-day, Whilitupon me the guilty doors were fhut, And I deny’d to enter in my hou&? Adi, Oh husband, God doth know you din’d at home, Where would you had remain’d until this time, Free from thefe flanders and this open fhame. £. dat. Divdat home? thou villain, what fay’it thou? £. Dro. Sir, footh to fay, you did not dine at home. £. Ant, Were not my doors lock’d up, and I fhut out ? i. Dro. Perdie, your doors were lock’d, and you fhut out. E. Ant. And did not the her felf revile me there ? E. Dro. Sans table, the her felf revil’d you there. E. Ant. Did not her kitcher:maid rail, taunt, and {corn me? E. Dro. Certes fhe did, the kitchen-veftal fcorn’d you. E. Ant. And.did not I m rage depart from thence r E Dro. In verity you did, my bones bear witnefs, ‘That fince have felt the vigour of your rage. 4dr. Ist good to footh him in thefe contraires ? Pinch. It is no fhame ; the fellow finds his vein, And yielding to him, humours well his frenzy. £. dnt. ‘Thou haft fuborn’d the goldfmith to arreft me. 4dr, Alas, I {ent you mony to redeem you, By Dromio here, who came in hatte for it. £. Dro. Mony by me? heartand good-will you might, But furely matter not a rag of mony. E. Ant. Wentit not thou to her fora purfe of ducats ? Adr. We came tome, and I deliver’d it. Luc. And, I am witnefs with her that the did. E. Dro, God and the rope-maker do bear me witneds, That I was fent for nothing but a rope. Pinch, Mittrefs, both manand matter are poffeit, 1 know it by their pale and deadly looks ; ‘They mutt be bound and laid in fome dark: root E. Ant. Say, wherefore didit thou lock me forth to. day,

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ind why doft thou deny the bag ef gold? fdr. I didnot, gentle husband, lock thee forth. E. Dro. And | ger entle matter I receiv’d no gold,

Sur, that we were lock’d out.

dy Diflen DI ling villain, thou {peal ft falfe in both. E. Ant. Di Tembli ng Kant lot, thou art falfe in all, And art confederate wi ith a di sae: pack,

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Ad. Op bind him, bind him, let him not come near Pini More company, the fiend is ftrong Within him Luc. Ay me, poor man, how pale.and wan he, looks ! E. Ant What, will you murther me? thou jailor™ thou, am thy prifoner, wilt thou fuffer them ‘o make a refcue’? Of. Matters ; let him go: le sr my prifoner, and you fhall not have him,

Pinch. Go bind this

for he is frantick tod.

man, O!

om What wilt thou do, thou peevifh. officer ? ut thou delight to fee a wretched man o outrage and difpleafure to himfelf? .

. > Offi. He is my prifoner, if I let him go GJ} he de -bt he owes willbe requir’d of me. Adr. J will di ifcharge thee, ere I go from thee ;

unto’ his Cedi. [ They bind Ant. and Dro. the debt crows I will pay it. him fafe cony ey'd a moft unhappy day !

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E. Ant. Oh mot unha ppy Hayter E. Dro. Matter, ni here entér’d in bond for you, Fi dat. Out on thee, villain! wherefore doft thou

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Dro. Will you be bound for nothing ? hé good maiter, cry the devil. a) Lue. Gott help poor fouls, how id] Ad Go bear him hence 3 fifter, Say now, whofe fuit is he arreited at?

ly do they talk ! flay you with-me

[Exewnt Pinch, Ant. and Dro,

> CB NE. xX. Manent Officer, Adri, Luci. and Curtezan,.

Ofi. One Angelo, a gold{inith ; do you know him ? ddr. T Phin thd aad ; what is the fui. he owes ? Oi. Two hunilred ducats.

Addr. Say; how grows it due?

Of;. Die, fora Chain your husband had of him. Adr He did befpeak a chain for me, but had it not, Cur. When as your husband all in ra: ge to-day Came to my houte, and took awa Ly my: (The ring I fiw upon his finger now) ) Strait after cu I meet him with ha chain. Adr. may be fo, but I did never fee peach) bring me where th

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J long to know the truth hereof at large,

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pier drawn, and Dromio Syrae.

Luc. God fort y mercy ! they are loofe again. Adr, And perie ett naked {words ;

Let’s call more help to have them bound again,

OF. Away, theyll kill us.

Manent Ant. end Dro.

S. Ant. I fee thefe witches are afraid of {word

5. Dro. She that would be your wife, now you

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I long that we were fafe and found aboard.

°. Dro. Faith, flay here this night, they will furely do us no harm; you faw they {pake us fair, gave us cold 5 methinks they are fuc ha gentle nation, that but for the mountain of mad flefh th vat claims ms arriage of

me, I could find in my heart to ftay here fill, and turn witch.

S. Ant. Y will not ftay to-night for all the town, Therefore away, to get out ttuff aboard, [Lxcunt.

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d Street before a Priory. + Enter the Merchant and Angelo. ANGELO.

¥ Am forry, Sir, that T have hinder’d you, ‘! & But I proteit he had the chain of m Tho’ mot difhoneftly he did deny it.

Mer. How is the man eiteem’d here in the city?

Ang. Of very reverent reputation, Sir, Of credit infinite, highly beloy’d, = |

Second to-hone that lives here inthe city 3 His word might bear my wealth at any time.

Mer. Speak foitly’: j onder, as I think, he walks. Enter Antipholis and Dromio of Syracufe.

1,0. *Tis-fo; and that felf chain about his neck, lox -(wore moft monttroufly to have

Good-Sir, draw near to me, Il fpeak to ay

Signior Antiph olis, I wonden much

‘hat you would put me to this fhame and trouble,

The Comedy of ERRORS. And ‘not without fome {candal to your felf, W ith-circumftance and oaths fo to deny This chain, which now you wear fo openly ; cy fides the ch large, the fhame, pe lonmant ou have done wron ig tothis my honett frien . ho but for aying on our controverfie Had h aie fail, and put to fea to. day : This chain you “had of me, can you deny it?

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. Ant. Who heard me to deny it or forlwear it ? Mer. Thefe ears of mise thou thee : - Fie on thee, wretch, “tis pity that thou liv’it To walk where any honett men refort. S, Ant, Thou arta villain to impeach me thus. Pll prove mine honour and my honetty Againit thee prefently, if thou dar’ jt land.

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5. dro. Run, matter, run, for God’s fake take a houie eC;

This is feme Priory ; in, or we are fpoil*d.

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ve came again to bind them ; {nto this abbey, whither we pur{u’d them, And here the Abbefs fhuts the. gates on us, And will not fuffer us to fetch him out,

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fdr. No, my ae lord; say felf, he and my ‘filter To-day did dine together’; fo. befal my foul,, As this is falle he burthens me withal. Luc. Ne’er we: I look on day,. ‘nor fleep on night,. ut fhe sual to your Highnefs fimple truth. Aig. Op card woman! they are both. forfworn, In this the tes d-maan juitly chargeth them. E. Ant. My Liege, L: am. ady fed what L fay I ifturb’d with the efe& of wine, Noe heady rath provok’d with raging ire, , Albeit my wrongs might make one w ‘ifer mad. This woman lock’d me out this day from dinners That goldfmith there, were he not. pack’d with her, Could wimelS it ; for he was with me then,

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Who parted with me to go fetch a chain, Promifing to bring it to the Porcupine, Where Balthazar and I did dine together. Our dinner done, and he not coming thither, I went-to feek him; in the ftreet I met him, And in his. company that gentleman, There did this perjur’d goldfmith fwear me down, That I this day from him receiv’d the chain, Which God he knows I faw not ; for the which He did arreft. me with an officer. I did obey, and fent my- peafant home For certain ducats 3 he. with none return’d Then fairly I befpoke the officer To go in perfon with me to my houfe. Ry th’way we met my wife, her fier, and A rabble more of vile confederates ; | ‘They brought one Pinch, a hungry lean-fac’d villain, “* A meer anatomy, a mountebank, ‘ A thread-bare jnggler, and a fortune teller, * A needy, hollow ey’d, fharp-looking-wretch, * A living dead man. This pernicious flave \, Forfooth took on hiny as a conjurer ; | And gazing inymy eyes, feeling. miy pulfe,. And with no face, as ’twere, out-facing me, Cries out. I was poffeft. ‘Then all together ‘They fell upon me, bound me, bore me thence, And in a dark and dankith vault at home \. There left me and my man, both bound together. ; "Till gnawing with my teeth my bonds afunder, ) J gain’d my freedom, and immediately | Ran hither to your Grace, whom I befeech To give me ample fatisf&attion For thete deep fame’ and great Indignities, Ang. My lord, in truth thus far I That he din’d not'at heme, but

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After wey firft forfwore it on the mart, And thereupon I drew my fw ord on you ; And then you fle« d into this abbey here, From whence I think you’re come by ‘mifacle.

E. Ant. T never came within thefe abbey walls, Nor ever didft che draw thy fword on me ; I never ay the chain, fo help me heav’n 3 And si is falfe you burthen me withal. D: . Why, what an intricate impeach is this ? deenle. you uall have drunk of Czrce’s cup ‘ - here vou hous’d him, here he would have beeti, he were mad, he wo ould not plead fo coldly : . I h the goldimith here what fay you? vith her there, at the Porcg-

He did, and from my finger fna tch’d that Ant. Tis true, my Liege, this ring I had o Dake. Saw’it thou him enter at the abbey here? Cur. As fare, my Liege, a s I do fee your Grace. Duke. Why this is ftranges go vai the Abbefs his

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word : Haply I fee a friend will fave my life, And pay the fam that may’ deliver me. Dire. Speak freely, Syracufan, what thou wilt. fegeon. Is not your name, Sir, call’d Aatipholis ? And is not that your bond-man Dormio ? Ff Dre. Within this hour I was his bond-inan, Sif,

P I thank him, gnaw’d in two my cords, Nov wam I Dormio, shar his man unbound. I am fure both of you remembet .mi

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You are not Pinch’s patient, are you, Sir?

“Ligeon. Why look you ftrange on me? you know

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E. Ant. I never faw you in my life till now.

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nre laft, And careful hours with time’s deformed |} Have written ftrange defeatures in my face ; But tell me yet, doft thou not know my Vo

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L&geon. YT am fure thou doft.

E. Dro. I, Sir? bat Iam fure I do not; and what- foever a man denies, you are now bound to believe him.

<i geon. Not know my voice! oh time’s ex Hait thou fo crack’d and fplitted my poor tongue In feven fhort years, that here my only fon Kaowse not my feeble key of untun’d cares ?

* Tho’ now this grained face ‘of mine be hid ,‘ In fap-confuming winter’s drizled fnow, > And all the conduits of my blood froze up ; « Yét hath my night of life fome memory, « My waiting lamp fome fading glimmer left * My dull deaf ears a little ufe to hear: & 1

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Adr. fee ew hufbands, or mine eyes deceive me. Duke. One of thefe men is Genius to the other ; And fo of thefe which is the natural man, \ud which the fpirit ? who deciphers them ? S. Dre. I, Sir, am Dro mid, command him awa E. Dro. J, Sir, am Dromio, Riles let me flay. S. 4: Z'ceon, art thou not? or elfe his ghott? § O, my old mafter! who hath bound him e? d Whoever bound him, I will loofe his onds, And gain a hufband by his liberty. Speak, old Aigeon, if thou be’ft the man That hadi a wife once call’d ania That bore thee at a bi ucthen two fair fons? Oh if thou be’it the fame A’geon, fpeak:s And fpeak unto the fame mika. 4p Duke. Why here begins the morning flory right} > ~ Thefe two Antipholiss, thefe two fo like, And thofe two Dusen one in femblance ; P Befides her urging of ner-wrack at fea, Thefe plainly are the parents to thefe children, j Wiehe accidentally are met together. (/ Egeon, If I dream not, thou art @mika 5 If ce art the, kere me where is that fon 7 floated with thee on the fatal raft.

Abb. By-men ot Epic damnit he and I, And the twin Dromio, all were taken up 3 But by and by rude fith ermen of Corinth By force took Dromioand my fon from them, And me they lef with thofe of Epzdamnum. What then became ofthem I cannot tell; I, to "thi is for tune ‘ch at youfee me m.

Duke. Anti hol s, thou cam’ ft from Corinth firlt! S. Ant,

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s S. Ant. No, Sir, not I, I came from Syracufe, - | Duke. Stay, ftand apart, I know not which is

4 E. Ant. I came from Corinth, my mokt gracious Lord, ents And J with him. °

| E. 4ut. Brought to this town by that moft famous W arrior,

i) Duke Mena phan, your moft renowned uncle.

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©. Aut: IJ, gentle miftrefs. 4dr, And are not you my hufband ? & No, I fay nay to that. Ye And fo « do I, yet. fhe did call me fo: ; And this fair gent] lewortah here # ~=«©Did call me brother. What I told you then, | + 1 hope I thall have leifure to make good, ees : if this be not a dream I fee and ew 1 vg. ‘Phat is the chain, Sir, Which you had of ma, j S. Ant, I think it be, Sir, I deny it not. : Ady. And you, Sirs for this chain arrefted me,

Ang. I think IT did, Sir, I deny. it not. Madr, Ifent- you mony, Sir,» to be your bail PP By Dromio, but I think he brought, it noe,

| E. No, none by me | 5. This purfe of ducats I receiv’d from y you,

And Dromiomy man did bring them me: ft fee we {till did meet each other’s man, And [ was ta’en for him, and he for me,

id thereupon ie fe errors all arofe.

| 6 E. Ant..'Thefe ducats pa wn I for my father here. i dD; uke. It fhall not need sth k J is life. 3 j

Car. Sir, I mutt terre iat ‘diamond. from you.

E. Ant. 'There take it, and much thanks for my good cheer,

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Have fuffer’d wrongs go, keep usCompany, And ye fhall have’ full-fatisfaction,

Tt hirty three years have I been gone in travel Of you my fons, and ‘till this prefent hour

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Embrace thy brother theffe eC, rej oice with him. i Fert 8; Dro. There is a_fat frien id at “your ay a ‘in ma ; : ‘ } f : ae ae tha been i i LyoAvite , VOU Ale iy 4 . i : 4 : 4 x } walla an. to. dee their ke Bese ? S. Dro. Not I, Sir; you're my elder, E. Dro, fi ha a = queltion : iM How fhall f try i ey. 4 Ast to e } tala 2 S. Dro. We'll draw cuts for the fentor® Ti then, Jead: thou firit, E. Dro.-t CFLS ene re bracing. VM ne into tl like brother and brotke And < now det in and, not one. be ae ano#

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