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Ang. Here is neither cheer, sir, nor welcome; Hath oftentimes upbraided me withal; we would fain have either.

To her will we to dinner.-Get you home, Bal. In debating which was best, we shall part And fetch the chain; by this, I know, 'tis made with neither".

Bring it, I pray you, to the Porcupine ; E. Dro. They stand at the door, master; bid 5 For there's the house; that chain will I bestow them welcome hither.

(Be it for nothing but to spight my wifey E. Ant. There is something in the wind, that Upon mine hostess there: good fir, make hafte :

we cannot get in. [ments were thin. Since my own doors refufe to entertain me, E. Dro. You would say so, master, if your gar l'll knock elsewhere, to see if they'll disdain me. Your cake here is warm within ; you stand here 10 Ang. I'll meet you at that place, some hour, fii in the cold : [bought and sold 2

hence. It would make a man mad as a buck, to be rol E. Ant. Do fo; this jest shall cost me some ex E. Ant. Go fetch me something, I'll break ope


the gate.
(knave's pate.

S. Dro. Break any thing here, and I'll break your 15
E. Dro. A man may break a word with you, fir;

Tbe bouse of Antipbolis of Epbefus. and words are but wind; (behind. Enter Luciana with Antipb=lis of Syracuse. Ay, and break it in your face, so he break it not Luc. And may it be that you have quite forgo S. Dro. It seems, thou wantest breaking: Out A husband's office? Thall, Antipholis, hate, upon thee, hind!

20 Even in the spring of love, thy love-springs rot? E. Dro. Here's too much, out upon thee! I Shall, love, in building, grow so ruinate ?

pray thee, let me in. (fish have no fin. If you did wed my sister for her wealth, S. Dro. Ay, when fowls have no feathers, and Then, for her wealth's fake, use her with more E. Ant. Well, I'll break in; Go, borrow me a

kindness ; crow.

[you so ? 25 Or, if you like elsewhere, do it by stealth ; [ness E. Dro. A crow without feather: master, mean Muffle

your false love with some shew of blind. For a fish without a fin, there's' thd without a Let not my sister read it in your eye; feather;

[gether. Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator; If a crow help us in, firrah, we'll of luft nw to Look sweet, speak fair, become disloyalty ; E. Ant. Go, get thee gone, fetcilfe,

Hirnn 30 Apparel vice like virtue's harbinger :

Bear a fair presence, though your heart be tainted: Bal. Have patience, fir; oh, let it not

Peach sin the carriage of a holy saint; Herein you war against your reputation,

S. Dro. false; What need the be acquainted ? And draw within the compass of suspect

thople thief brags of his own attaint? The unviolated honour of your wife.

351 'Tis doud.e wrong, to truant with your bed, Once thisg-Your long experience of her wisdom, And let her read it in thy looks at board : Her sober virtue, years, and modesty,

Shame hath a bastard fame, well manag'd; Plead on her part some cause to you unknown; Ill deeds are doubled with an evil word. And doubt not, fir, but she will well excuse, Alas, poor women! make us but believe, Why at this time the doors are made 3 against you. 40 Being compacts of credit, that you love us; Be rul'd by me; depart in patience,

Though others have the arm, Mew us the neeve; And let us to the Tyger all to dinner.

We in your motion turn, and you may move us. And, about evening, come yourself alone,

Then, gentle brother, get you in again ; To know the reason of this strange restraint.

Comfort my sister, chear her, call her wife: If by strong hand you offer to break in, 145/'Tis holy sport, to be a little vaino; Now in the stirring passage of the day,

When the sweet breath of Aattery conquers ftrife. A vulgar comment will be made of it;

S. Ant. Sweet mistress, (what your name is ellen And that supposed by the common rout

I know not, Against your yet ungalled estimation,

Nor by what wonder you do hit of mine) That may with foul intrusion enter in,

50 Less, in your knowledge, and your grace, you And dwell upon your grave when you are dead:

[divine. For Nander lives upon succession;

Than our earth's wonder; more than earth For ever hous'd, where 't gets possession.

Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak; E. Ant. You have prevail’d; I will depart in Lay open to my earthy gross conceit, quiet,

55 Smother'd in errors, fecble, Mallow, weak, And, in despight of mirth 4, mean to be merry. The folded meaning of your words' deceit. I know a wench of excellent discourse,

Against my soul's pure truth why labour you, Pretty and witty; wild, and yet, too, gentle,

To make it wander in an unknown field ? There will we dine : this woman that I mean, Are you a god? would you create me new? [yield. My wife (but, I protest, without defert) 1601 Transform me then, and to your power rul

Meaning, we mall share with neither. 2 A proverbial phrase. 3 To make the door, is a provincial expression, fignifying to bar or faften the door. 4 The meaning is, I will be merry, even out of spight to mirth, which is, now, of all things, the most unpleafing to me. s Compas here meana 6 Vair here signifies not true.


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and yet is the a wondrous fat marriage. Your weeping lifter is no wife of mine,

s. Ant. How doft thou mean, a fat marriage ? Hor to her bed no homage do I owe;

S. Dro. Marry, sir, The's the kitchen-wench, Far more, far more, to you do I decline. and all grease; and I know not what use to put 64, train me not, sweet mermaid ', with thy note, 5 her to, but to make a lamp of her, and run from

To drown me in thy fifter's flood of tears ; her by her own light. I warrant, her rags, and Her fyren, for thyfelf, and I will dote :

the tallow in them, will burn a Poland winter : Spread o'er the filver waves thy golden hairs, if the lives 'till doomsday, the 'l burn a week and as a bed I'll take thee, and there lie;

llonger than the whole world. And, in that glorious supposition, think

S. Ant. What complexion is she of? egzins by death, that hath such means to die : S. Dro. Swart, like my shoe, but her face no. Let love, being light, be drowned if he sink! thing like so clean kept : For why, she sweats, a L. What, are you mad, that you do reason fo? man may go over Moes in the grime of it. S. Art. Not mad, but mated ? ; how, I do not S. Ant. That's a fault that water will mend. know.

15 S. Dro. No, fir, 'tis in grain; Noah's food La. It is a fault that springeth from your eye. could not do it. S. Ant. For gazing on your beams, fair sun, S. Ant. What's her name? being by.

S. Dro. Nell, fir;- but her name and three Lu. Gaze where you fould, and that will uarters (that is, an ell and three quarters,) will clear your light.

20 not measure her from hip to hip. 3. Ant. As good to wink, sweet love, as look S. Ant. Then the bears fome breadth ? on night.

S. Dro. No longer from head to foot, than from Luc. Why call you me, love ? call my sister so. hip to hip; she is spherical, like a globe ; I couid S. Au. Thy fifter's fifter.

find out countries in her. L«. That's my Ister.

125 S. Ant. In what part of her body stands Ireland ? S. An. No ;

S. Dro. Marry, sir, in her buttocks; I found is thyself, mine own self's better part;

fit out by the ! Mise eye's clear eye, my dear heart's dearer heart : S. Ant. WK scotland ? Dev food, my fortune, and my sweet hope's aim, S. Dro. I foud), it by the barrenness; hard, in

lcle earth's heaven, and my heaven's claim. 30 the palm of the hand.
L2. All this my fifter is, or else should be. S. Ant. Where France ?

Art. Call thyself fifter, sweet, for I mean thee : $. Dro. In her forehead; arm'd and reverted,
Free will I love, and with thee lead my life : making war against her hair 3.
Thou hast no husband yet, nor I no wife :

S. Ant. Where England ? Give me thy hand.


S. Dro. I look'd for the chalky cliffs, but I Lx. Oh, soft, fir, hold you still ;

could find no whiteness in them: but I guess, it fi fetch my fifter, to get her good-will. (Exit Luc. tood in her chin, by the salt rheum that ran beEnter Dromio of Syracuse.

tween France and it. $. Asi. Why, how now, Dromio? where run'r S. Ant. Where Spain ?

401 S. Iro. Faith, I saw it not; but I felt it, hot $. Drs. Do you know me, fir? am I Dromio in her breath. al your man ? am I myself?

S. Ant. Where America, the Indies ? 5. An. Thou art Dromio, thou art my man, S. Dro. Oh, fir, upon her nose, all o'er em. de art chyself.

bellish'd with rubies, carbuncles, sapphires, des 2. Dro. I am an ass, I am a woman's man, and 45 clining their rich aspect to the hot breath of

Spain; who sent whole armadces of carracks to & Aer. What woman's man? and how besides be ballafted at her nose. Curfell?

S. Ant. Where stood Belgia, the Netherlands ? S. Drs. Marry, fir, befides myself, I am due to S. Dro. Oh, fir, I did not look so lcw. To con#unan; one that claims me, one that haunts 50clude, this drudge, or divinir, laid claim to me; one that will have me.

call'd me Dromio; swore, I was assuı'd 4 to her; 3. An. What claim lays Me to thee ?

told me what privy marks I had about me, as the Dr. Marry, fir, such a claim as you would mark of my shoulder, thie mcle in my neck, the way to your horse ; and she would have me as a great wart on my left arm, that I, amaz'd, ran beat: not that, I being a beast, she would have 55 from her as a witch: And, I think, if my breast

mit; but that the, being a very beastly creature, had not been made of faith, and my hcart of steel, bars claim to me.

the had transform’d me to a curtail-dog, and made . Ant. What is the ?

me turn i' the wheel. 8. Dro. A very reverend body; ay, such a one S. Ant. Go, hie thee presently, poft to the road; ** a man may not speak of, without he say, fir-bc And if the wind blow any way from shore, TETETENCE: I have but lean luck in the match, I will not harbour in this town to-night..

"That is, another name for syren. ? That is, confounded. This alndes to her having the Freach disease. 4 That is, affianced to her.

bides myself.

for you.

you have :

If any bark put forth, come to the mart,

S. Ant. What is your will, that I shall do with this? Where I will walk, till thou return to me.

Ang. What please yourself, fir; I have made it If every one know us, and we know none, 'Tis time, I think, to trudge, pack, and be gone. S. Ant. Made it for me, fir! I bespoke it not.

S. Dro. As from a bear a man would run for life, 5 Ang. Not once, nor twice, but twenty times
So fy I from her that would be my wife. (Exit.

S. Ant. There's none but witches do inhabit here; Go home with it, and please your wife withal ;
And therefore 'tis high time that I were hence. And soon at supper-time I'll visit you,
She, that doth call me husband, even my soul And then receive my money for the chain.
Doth for a wife abhor: but her fair fifter,

S. Ant. I pray you, fir, receive the money now,
Poffess'd with such a gentle fovereign grace, For fear you ne'er see chain, mor money more.
Of such inchanting presence and discourse,

Ang. You are a merry man, fir; fare you Hath almost made me traitor to myself :


(Exit. But, left myself be guilty of self-wrong,

S. Ant. What I should think of this, I cannot
I'll stop mine ears against the mermaid's song. 15
Enter Angelo with a cbain.

But this I think, there's no man is so vain,
Ang. Master Antipholis?

That would refuse fo fair an offer'd chain.
S. Ant. Ay, that's my name.

I see, a man here needs not live by shifts,
Ang. I know it well, fir: Lo, here is the chain; When in the streets he meets such golden gifts.
I thought to have ta’en you at the Porcupine : 2011'll to the mart, and there for Dromio stay;
The chain unfinith'd made me stay thus long. JIf any tip put out, then strait away. [Exit





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Ang. Saving your merry humour, here's the note, The Street.

30 How much your chain weighs to the utmost carrat;

The fineness of the gold, and chargeful fashion ;
Enter a Mercbant, Angels, and an Officer. Which do amount to three odd ducats more
Mer. OU know, since pentecost the sum is Than I stand debted to this gentleman:

I pray you see him presently discharg’d,
And since I have not much importun'd you ; 135 For he is bound to sea, and stays but for it.
Nor now I had not, but that I am bound

E. Ant. I am not furnish'd with the present money;
To Persia, and want gilders' for my voyage : Besides, I have some business in the town:
Therefore make present satisfaction,

Good signior, take the stranger to my house,
Or I'll attach you by this officer.

And with you take the chain, and bid my wife
Ang. Even just the sum, that I do owe to you, 40 Disburse the sum on the receipt thereof ;
Is growing' to me by Antipholis :

(Perchance, I will be there as soon as you. [self? And, in the instant that I met with you,

Ang. Then you will bring the chain to her yourHe had of me a chain; at five o'clock,

E. Ant. No; bear it with you, left I come not I Mall receive the money for the same :

time enough. Please you but walk with me down to his house, 45 Ang. Well, fir, I will: Have you the chain I will discharge my bond, and thank you too.

about you? Enter Antip bolis of Ephesus, and Dromio of Ephesus, E. Ant. An if I have not, fir, I hope you have; as from the Courtezan's.

Or else you may return without your money. Offi. That labour you may save ; fee where he Ang. Nay, come, I pray you, fir, give me the

(thou 50 Both wind and tide stays for this gentleman, (chain ; E. Ant. While I go to the goldsmith's house, go And I, to blame, have beld him here too long. And buy a rope's end ; that will I bestow

E. Ant. Good lord, you use this dalliance, to ex-
Among my wife and her confederates,

Your breach of promise to the Porcupine: [cufe
For locking me out of my doors by day. I Mould have chid you for not bringing it,
But soft, I fce the goldsmith :-get thee gone; 55 But, like a shrew, you first begin to brawl.
Buy thou a rope, and bring it home to me.

Mer. The hour steals on; I pray you, fir, dispatch.
E. Dro. I buy a thousand pound a year! I buy Ang. You hear, how he importunes me; the
a rope !
[Exit Dromio.

chain E. Ant. A man is well holp up, that trusts to you: E. Ant. Why, give it to my wife, and fetch I promised your presence, and the chain;

your money. But neither chain, nor goldsmith, came to me : Ang. Come, come, you know, I gave it you Belike, you thought our love would last too long,

even now; If it were chain'd together; and therefore came not. Either send the chain, or fend me by fome token.



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E. Ant. Fie, now you run this humour out of She is too big, I hope, for me to compass.

Thither I must, although against my will,
Comé, where's the chain? I pray you, let me see it. For servants must their master's minds fulfil. (Exit.
Mer. My business cannot brook this dalliance:

Good fir, say, whe'r you'll answer me, or no; 5 The bouse of Antipbolis of Epbefus.
If not, I'll leave him to the officer.
E. Ant. I answer you ! why should I answer you?

Enter Adriana and Luciana.
Ang. The money, that you owe me for the chain. Adr. Ah, Luciana, did he tempt thee ro?
E. Ant. I owe you none, till I receive the chain. Might'st thou perceive austerely in his eye
Arg. You know, I gave it you half an hour fince. 10 That he did plead in earnest, yea or no ?
E. Ant. You gave me none ; you wrong me

Look'd he or red, or pale; or sad, or merrily?
much to say so.

What observation mad'ft thou in this case,
Ang. You wrong me more, fir, in denying it: Of his heart's meteors tilting in his face ?
Consider, how it stands upon my credit.

Luc. First he deny'd you had in him no right.
Mer. Well, officer, arrest him at my suit. 15

Adr. He meant, he did me none ; the more
off. I do;

my spight.
And charge you in the duke's name to obey me.

Luc. Then swore he, that he was a stranger here.
Ang. This touches me in reputation :-

Adr. And true he swore, though yet forsworn he
Either consent to pay the sum for me,

Luc. Then pleaded I for you.

Or I attach you by this officer.

Adr. And what said he ?
E. Ant. Consent to pay for that I never had !

Luc. That love I begg'd for you, he begg'd of me.
Arrest me, foolish fellow, if thou dar'ft.

Adr. With what persuasion did he tempt thy love?
Ang. Here is thy fee; arrest him, officer ;

Luc. With words, that in an honest suit might
I would not spare my brother in this case,
If he should scorn me so apparently.

25 First, he did praise my beauty; then my speech.
off. I do arrest you, fir; you hear the suit. Adr. Did'st speak him fair?
E. Ant. I do obey thee, till I give thee bail : Luc. Have patience, I befeech.
But, firrah, you shall buy this sport as dear

Adr. I cannot, nor I will not, hold me still;
As all the metal in your shop will answer.

My tongue, though not my heart, shall have its will.
Ang. Sir, fir, I shall have law in Ephesus, 30

He is deformed, crooked, old and sere 3,
To your notorious shame, I doubt it not. Ill-fac’d, worse-body'd, shapeless every-where ;
Enter Dromio of Syracuse, from the Bay.

Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind;
S. Dro. Master, there is a bark of Epidamnum,

Stigmatical in making 4, worse in mind.
That stays but till her owner comes aboard,

Luc. Who would be jealous then of such a one ?
Then, fir

, she bears away: our fraughtage, fir, 135 No evil loft is wail'd when it is gone.
I have convey'd aboard; and I have bought

Adr. Ah! but I think him better than I say,
The oil, the balsamum, and aqua-vitæ.

And yet,would herein others' eyes were worse:
The ship is in her trim; the merry wind

Far from her nest the lapwing cries away: (curse.
Blows fair from land : they stay for nought at all,

My heart prays for him, though my tongue do
But for their owner, master, and yourself.

Enter Drumio of Syracuse.
E. Ant. How now! a madman! why, thou

S. Dro. Here, go; the desk, the purse ; Tweet
peevish' Meep,
What hip of Epidamnum stays for me?

Luc. How, hast thou lost thy breath ?
S. Dro. A nip you sent me to, to hire waftage.

S. Dro. By running fast.
E. Ant. Thou drunken Nave, I sent thee for a rope; 45

Adr. Where is thy master, Dromio? is he well ?
And told thee to what purpose, and what end.

S. Dro. No, he's in Tartar limbo, worse than hell:
S. Dro. You sent me for a rope's-end as soon :

A devil in an everlasting s garment hath him,
You sent me to the bay, fir, for a bark.

One, whose hard heart is button'd up with steel;
2. Aat. I will debate this matter at more leisure,

A fiend, a fairy, pitiless and rough ;
And teach your ears to lift me with more heed.

50 A wolf, nay, worse, a fellow all in buff; [termands
To Adriana, villain, hie thee ftrait;

A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one that coun-
Give her this key, and tell her, in the desk

The passages of alleys, creeks, and narrow lands;
That's cover'd o'er with Turkish tapestry,

A hound that runs counter, and yet draws dry-
There is a purse of ducats ; let her send it;

foot well;
Tell her, I am arrested in the street,

55 One that, before the judgment, carries poor souls
And that shall bail me : hie chee, Nave, begone :
On, officer, to prison, till it come.


Adr. Why, man, what is the matter?
S. Dro. To Adriana! that is where we din'd,

S. Dro. I do not know the matter; he is 'rested
Where Dowlabel did claim me for her husband :

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Adr. What, is he arrested? tell me, at whose fuit. S. Ant. I understand thee not.
S. Dro. I know not at whose luit he is arrested, S. Dro. No? why, it is a plain case: he that

went like a bass-viol, in a case of leather; the But he's in a suit of buff, which 'refted him, that man, sir, that, when gentlemen are tired, gives · I can tell :

5 them a fob, and 'rests them; he, fir, that takes Will you send him, mistress, redemption, the money pity on decayed men, and gives 'em suits of dy. in his desk?

rance; he that sets up his rest to do more exploits Adr. Go fetch it, lifter.--This I wonder at, with his mace, than a morris-pike 2,

[Exit Luciana. S. Ant. What! thou mean't an officer?
That he, unknown to me, should be in debt! S. Dro. Ay, fir, the ferjeant of the band : he,
Tell me, was he arrested on a band '?

that brings any man to answer it, that breaks his
S. Drs. Not on a band, but on a stronger thing; band; one that thinks a man always going to bed,
A chain, a chain ; do you not hear it ring? and faith, God give you good reft!
Adr. What, the chain ?

[gone. S. Ant. Well, fir, there rest in your foolery. S. Dro. No, no; the bell : 'tis time that I were 15

Is there
It was two ere I left him, and now the clock Any ship puts forth to-night? may we be gone?
Itrikes one.

S. Dro. Why, fir, I brought you word an hour
Adr. The hours come back! that I did never hear. lạce, that the bark Expedition put forth 10.
S. Dro. O yes, if any hour meet a serjeant, night; and then were you hindered by the ser-
a'turns back for very fear.

20 jeant, to tarry for the hoy, Delay: Here are the Adr. As if time were in debt! how fondly dont angels that you sent for, to deliver you. thou reason ?

S. Ant. The fellow is distract, and so am 1; S. Dro. Time is a very bankrout, and owes more And here we wander in illusions : than he's worth, to season.

Some blessed power deliver us from hence !
Nay, he's a thief too: Have you not heard men fay, 25

Enter a Courtezan.
That Time comes stealing on by night and day? Cuur. Well met, well met, master Antipholis.
If Time be in debt, and theft, and a ferjeant in I fee, fir, you have found the goldsmith now :

Is that the chain, you promis'd me to-day? (not !
Hath he not reason to turn back an hour in a day? S. Ant. Satan, avoid ! I charge thee, tempt me
Enter Luciana.

30 S. Dru. Master, is this mistress Satan?
Adr. Go, Dromio ; there's the money, bear it| S. Ant. It is the devil.
strait :

S. Dro. Nay, she is worse, she's the devil's dam :
And bring thy master home immediately. and here me comes in the habit of a light wench:
Come, fister : I am press'd down with conceit; and therefore comes, that the wenches say, God
Conceit, my comfort, and my injury. (Exeunt. 35 lama me, that 's as much as to say, God make me a

light wench. It is written, they appear to men Tbe Street.

like angels of light : light is an effe& of fire, and

fire will burn; ergo, light wenches will burn : Enter Antipbolis of Syracuse.

Come not near her.
S. Ant. There's not a man I meet, but doth salute 40 Cour. Your man and you are marvellous merry, fir.
As if I were their well-acquainted friend; [me Will you go with me? we'll mend our dinner liere.
And every one doth call me by my name.

S. Drs. Mafter, if you do expect spoon-meat,
Some tender money to me, some invite me; or 3 bespeak a long spoon.
Some other give me thanks for kindnefes ;

S. Ant. Why, Dromio ?
Some offer me commodities to buy :

45 S. Dro. Marry, he must have a long fpoon, that Even now a taylor call'd me in his shop,

must eat with the devil.
And Now'd me filks that he had bought for me, S. Ant. Avoid then, fiend! what tell’n thou me of
And, therewithal, took measure of my body. Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress :
Sure, these are but imaginary wiles,

I conjure thee to leave me, and be gone.
And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here.

501 Cour. Give me the ring of mine you had at dinner, Enter Dremio of Syracuse.

Or, for my diamond, the chain you promis d jam S. Dro. Master, here's the gold you sent me And I'll be gone, fir, and not trouble you. for: What, have you got the picture of old Adam S. Dro. Soine devils new apparellid ?

Ask but the paring of one's nail, a rush, S. Ant. What gold is this? What Adam don55 A hair, a drop of blood, a pin, a nut, thou mean?

A cherry-Itone; but the, more covetous, S. Dro. Not that Adam, that kept the paradise, Would have a chain. but that Adam, that keeps the prison; he that Master, be wise; an' if you give it her, goes in the calves-skin that was kill'd for the The devil will shake her chain, and fright us with it. prodigal ; he that came behind you, fir, like an 60 Cour. I pray you, fir, my ring, or else the chain; evil angel, and bid you forsake your liberty.

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