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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
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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.
But if that I am I, then well I know,
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.
Art. Call thyself fifter, sweet, for I mean thee : $. Dro. In her forehead; arm'd and reverted,
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.
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
S. Ant. There's none but witches do inhabit here; Go home with it, and please your wife withal ;
S. Ant. I pray you, fir, receive the money now,
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
But this I think, there's no man is so vain,
That would refuse fo fair an offer'd chain.
I see, a man here needs not live by shifts,
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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 ;
I pray you see him presently discharg’d,
E. Ant. I am not furnish'd with the present money;
Good signior, take the stranger to my house,
And with you take the chain, and bid my wife
(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-
Your breach of promise to the Porcupine: [cufe
Mer. The hour steals on; I pray you, fir, dispatch.
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.
I A coin worth from eighteen-pence to two chillings. ? That is, accruing to me.
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,
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Enter Adriana and Luciana.
Look'd he or red, or pale; or sad, or merrily?
What observation mad'ft thou in this case,
Luc. First he deny'd you had in him no right.
Adr. He meant, he did me none ; the more
Luc. Then swore he, that he was a stranger here.
Adr. And true he swore, though yet forsworn he
Luc. Then pleaded I for you.
Adr. And what said he ?
Luc. That love I begg'd for you, he begg'd of me.
Adr. With what persuasion did he tempt thy love?
Luc. With words, that in an honest suit might
25 First, he did praise my beauty; then my speech.
Adr. I cannot, nor I will not, hold me still;
My tongue, though not my heart, shall have its will.
He is deformed, crooked, old and sere 3,
Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind;
Stigmatical in making 4, worse in mind.
Luc. Who would be jealous then of such a one ?
, she bears away: our fraughtage, fir, 135 No evil loft is wail'd when it is gone.
Adr. Ah! but I think him better than I say,
And yet,would herein others' eyes were worse:
Far from her nest the lapwing cries away: (curse.
My heart prays for him, though my tongue do
Enter Drumio of Syracuse.
S. Dro. Here, go; the desk, the purse ; Tweet
Luc. How, hast thou lost thy breath ?
S. Dro. By running fast.
Adr. Where is thy master, Dromio? is he well ?
S. Dro. No, he's in Tartar limbo, worse than hell:
A devil in an everlasting s garment hath him,
One, whose hard heart is button'd up with steel;
A fiend, a fairy, pitiless and rough ;
50 A wolf, nay, worse, a fellow all in buff; [termands
A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one that coun-
The passages of alleys, creeks, and narrow lands;
A hound that runs counter, and yet draws dry-
55 One that, before the judgment, carries poor souls
Adr. Why, man, what is the matter?
S. Dro. I do not know the matter; he is 'rested
on the case.
, marked or stigmatized by nature
to her er 7 I come
now, make haste.
sealuneformity. ? A quibble on certainer which is the name of a kind bf durable nutit. That is,
Adr. What, is he arrested? tell me, at whose fuit. S. Ant. I understand thee not.
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 brings any man to answer it, that breaks his
[gone. S. Ant. Well, fir, there rest in your foolery. S. Dro. No, no; the bell : 'tis time that I were 15
S. Dro. Why, fir, I brought you word an hour
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 !
Enter a Courtezan.
Is that the chain, you promis'd me to-day? (not !
30 S. Dru. Master, is this mistress Satan?
S. Dro. Nay, she is worse, she's the devil's dam :
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. Drs. Mafter, if you do expect spoon-meat,
S. Ant. Why, Dromio ?
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.
I conjure thee to leave me, and be gone.
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.
I hope, you do not mean to cheat me fo? "A bond, i. e. an obligatory writing to pay a sum of money, was anciently spelt band. A bard is likewise a neckcistb. On this circumstance, we believe, the humour of the passage turns. pike was a pike used in a morris or military dance, and is mentioned by our old writers as a formidable weapon. 3 Or here means befuri.
2 A morris