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Spread o'er the silver waves thy golden hairs, Dro. S. No, sir, 'tis in grain; Nokh's flood could And as a bed I'll take thee, and there lie;
not do it. And, in that glorious supposition, think
Ant. S. Whai's her name?
Let love, being light, be drowned if she sink! quarters, that is, an ell and three quarters, will
Dro. S. No longer from head to foot, than from
Ant. S. In what part of her body stands Ireland ? Luc. Gaze where you should, and that will clear Dro. S. Marry, sir, in her buttocks; I found it your sight.
out by the bogs. Ant. S. As good to wink, sweet love, as look on Ant. S. Where Scotland ? night.
Dro. $. I found it by the barrenness; hard, in Luc. Why call you me love? call my sister so. the palm of the hand. Ant. S. Thy sister's sister.
Ant, S. Where France ? Luc.
That's my sister. ! Dro. $. In her forehead ; arm'd and reverted, Anl. s.
No; making war against her hair. It is thyself, mine own self's better part;
Ant. s. Where England ? Mine eye's clear eye, my dear heart's dearer heart; Dro. S. I look'd for the chalky cliffs, but I could My food, my fortune, and my sweet hope's aim, find no whiteness in them: but I guess it stood in My sole earth's heaven, and my heaven's claim. her chin, by the salt rheum that ran between
Luc. All this my sister is, or else should be. France and it.
Ant. S. Call thyself sister, sweet, for I aim thee : Ant. S. Where Spain ? Thee will I love, and with thee lead my life; Dro. S. Faith, I saw it not ; but I felt it, hot in Thou hast no husband yet, nor I no wise : her breath. Give me thy hand.
Ant. S. Where America, the Indies ? Luc.
0, soft, sir, hold you still; Dro. S. O, sir, upon her nose, all o'er embellish'd I'll fetch my sister, to get her good will.
with rubies, carbuncles, sapphires, declining their (Exit Luciana. rich aspect to the hot breath of Spain; who sent
whole arinadas of carracksd to be ballast at her nose. Enter, from the house of Antipholus of Ephesus, Dromio of Syracuse.
Ant. S. Where stood Belgia, the Netherlands ?
Dro. S. O, sir, I did not look so low. To conAnt. S. Why, how now, Dromiɔ? where runn'st clude, Shis drudge, or diviner, laid claim to me; thou so fast?
call'd me Dromio; swore, I was assur'd' to her ; Dro. S. Do you know me, sir ? am I Dromio ? am told me what privy marks I had about me, as the I your man? am I myseld?
mark of my shoulder, the mole in my neck, the Ant. S. Thou art Dromio, thou art my man, great wart on my left arm, that I, amazed, ran thou art thysell.
from her as a witch: and, I think, if my breast had Dro. S. I am an ass, I am a woman's man, and not been made of faith, and my heart of steel, she besides myself.
had transform'd me to a curtail-dog, and made me Ant. S. What woman's man? and how besides turn i'the wheel.5 thvsell?
Ant. S. Go, hie thee presently, post to the road; Dro. S. Marry, sir, besides myself, I am due to And if the wind blow any way from shore, a woman; one that claims me, one that haunts me,
I will not harbour in this town to-night, one that will have me.
If any bark put forth, come to the mart, Ant. S. What claim lays she to thee?
Where I will walk, till thou return to me. Dro. Ș, Marry, sir, such claim as you would lay If every one know us, and we know none, to your horse; and she would have me as a beast': 'Tis time, I think, to trudge, pack, and be gone. not that, I being a beast, she would have me; but Dro. S. As from a bear a man would run for life, that she, being a very beastly creature, lays claim So fly I from her that would be my wise, (Erit,
Ant. S. There's none but witches do inhabit here Ant. S. What is she?
And therefore, 'tis high time that I were hence. Dro. S. A very reverent body; ay, such a one She, that doth call me husband, even my soul as a man may not speak of, without he say, sir Doth for a wife abher: but her fair sister, reverence: I have but lean Juck in the match, and Possess'd with such a gentle sovereign grace, yet is she a wondrous fat marriage.
of such enchanting presence and discourse, Ant. S. How dost thou mean, a fat marriage ? Hath almost made me traitor to myself ; Dro. S. Marry, sir, she's the kitchen-wench, and But, lest myself be guilty to self-wrong, all grease; and I know not what use to put her to, I'll stop mine ears against the mermaid's song. but to make a lamp of her, and run from her by her own light. I warrant, her rags, and the tallow
Enter Angelo. in them, will burn a Poland winter: if she lives Ang. Master Antipholus ? till doomsday, she'll burn a week longer than the Ant. S. Ay, that's my name. whole world.
Ang. I know it well, sir : Lo, here is the chain; Ant. S. What complexion is she of?
I hourht to have ta'en you at the Porcupine : Dro. S. Swart, like my shoe, but her face no- The chain infinish'd made me stay thus long. thing like so clean kept; For why? she sweats, a Ant. S. What is your will, that I shall do with man may go over shoes in the grime of it.
this? Ant. S. That's a fault that water will mend. Ang. What please yourself, sir; I have made
(1) i. e. Confounded. (2) Swarthy.
(5) A turn-spit.
it for you.
Anl. S. Made it for me, sir? I bespoke it not. Ang. Then you will bring the chain to her yourAng. Not once, nor twice, but twenty times you self? have:
Anl. E. No; bear it with you, lest I come not Go home with it, and please your wife withal ;
time enough. And soon at supper-time I'll visit you,
Ang. Well, sir, I will: Have you the chain about And then receive my money for the chain. Ant. $. I pray you, sir, receive the money now;
Ant. E. An if I have not, sir, I hope you have; For fear you ne'er see chain, nor money, more. Or else you may return without your money. Ang. You are a merry man, sir ; sare you well. Ang. Nay, come, I pray you, sir, give me the
chain : Ant. S. What I should think of this, I cannot tell; Both wind and tide stays for this gentleman, But this I think, there's no man is so vain, And I, lo blame, have held him here too long. That would refuse so fair an offer'd chain.
Ani. E. Good lord, you use this dallance to I see, a man here needs not live by shifts, When in the streets he meets such golden gifts. Your breach of promise to the Porcupine: I'll to the mart, and there for Dromio stay; I should have chid you for not bringing it, If any ship put out, then straight away. (Exit. But, like a shrew, you first begin to brawl.
Mer. The hour steals on; I pray you, sir, des
patch. Ang. You hear, how he importunes me; the
chaine ACT IV.
Ant. E. Why, give it to my wise, and fetch your SCENE I.-The same. Enter a Merchant, An
money. gelo, and an Officer.
Ang. Come, come, you know, I gave it you
even now; Mer. You know, since Pentecost the sum is due, Either send the chain, or send me by some token. And since I have not much importun'd you; Ant. E. Fie! now you run this humour out of Nor now I had not, but that I am bound
breath : To Persia, and want guilders' for my voyage : Come, where's the chain? I pray you let me see it. Therefore make present satisfaction,
Mer. My business cannot brook this dalliance ; Or I'll attach you by this officer.
Good sir, say, whe'r you'll answer me, or no; Ang. Even just the sum, that I do owe to you, If not, I'll leave him to the officer. Is growing? to me by Antipholus :
Ant. E. I answer you! What should I answer And, in the instant that I met with you,
you ? He had of me a chain ; at five o'clock,
Ang. The money, that you owe me for the chain. I shall receive the money for the same:
Ani. E. I owe you none, till I receive the chain. Pleaseth you walk with me down to his house, Ang. You know, I gave it you half an hour since. I will discharge my bond, and thank you too. Ani. E. You gave me none; you wrong me much
to say so. Enter Antipholus of Ephesus, and Dromio of Éphesus.
Ang. You wrong me more, sir, in denying it:
Consider, how it stands upon my credit.
Off. I do ; and charge you in the duke's name, Ant. E. While I go to the goldsmith's house, go
to obey me. thou
Ang. This touches me in reputation :And buy a rope's end ; that will I bestow
Either consent to pay this sum for me, Among my wife and her confederates,
Or I attach you by this officer. For locking me out of my doors by day.
Ant. E. Consent to pay thee that I never had ! But soft, I see the goldsmith :--get thee gone; Arrest me, foolish fellow, if thou dar'st. Buy thou a rope, and bring it home to me.
Ang. Here is thy fee ; arrest him, officer; Dro. E. I buy a thousand pound a year! I buy I would not spare my brother in this case, a rope!
(Exit Dromio. IC he should scorn me so apparently. Ant. E. A man is well holp up, that trusts to Off. I do arrest you, sir; you hear the suit, you:
Ant. E. I do obey thee, till I give thee bail :I promised your presence, and the chain; But, sirrah, you shall buy this sport as dear But neither chain, nor goldsmith, came to me:
As all the metal in your shop will answer. Belike, you thought our love would last too long,
Ang. Sir, sir, I shall have law in Ephesus, If it were chain'd together; and therefore came not./70 your notorious shame, I doubt it not. Ang. Saving your merry humour, here's the note,
Enter Dromio of Syracuse. How much your chain weighs to the utmost carat; The fineness of the gold, and chargeful fashion ; Dro. S. Master, there is a bark of Epidamnum, Which doth amount to three odd ducats more That stays but till her owner comes aboard, Than I stand debted to this gentleman;
And then, sir, bears away: our fraughtage," sir, I pray you, see him presently discharg'd,
I have convey'd aboard ; and I have bought
Blows fair from Jand: they stay for nought at all,
peevish sheep, Disburse the sum on the receipt thereof; What ship of Epidamnum stays for me? Perchance, I will be there as soon as you. Dro. S. A ship you sent me to, lo hire wastage.. (1) A coin.
(2) Accruing. (3) I shall. (4) Freight, cargo. (5) Silly. (6) Carriage.
Ant. E. Thou drunken slave, I sent thee for a One, whose hard heart is button'd up with steel; rope;
A fiend, a fairy, pitiless and rough; And told thee to what purpose and what end. A wolf, nay, worse, a fellow all in buff;'. Dro. S. You sent me, sir, for a rope's end as A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one that coun
termands You sent me to the bay, sir, for a bark.
The passages of alleys, creeks, and narrow lands ; Ant. E. I will debate this matter at more leisure, A hound that runs counter, and yet draws dry-foot And teach your ears to listen with more heed. To Adriana, villain, hie thee straight :
One that, before the judgment, carries poor souls Give her this key, and tell her, in the desk
to hell. That's cover'd o'er with Turkish tapestry,
Adr. Why, man, what is the matter ? There is a purse of ducats : let her send it; Dro. $. I do not know the matter : he is 'rested Tell her, I am arrested in the street,
*on the case. And that shall bail me: hie thee, slave; be gone. Adr. What, is he arrested? tell me, at whose suit. On, officer, to prison till it come.
Dro. S. I know not at whose suit he is arrested, (Exeunt Mer. Ang. Off. and Ant. E. well; Dro. S. To Adriana! that is where he din'd, But he's in a suit of buff, which 'rested him, that Where Dowsabel did claim me for her husband :
can I tell : She is too big, I hope, for me to compass. Will you send him, mistress, redemption, the moThither I must, although against my will,
ney in the desk? For servants must their masters' minds fulfil. (Er. Adr. Go felch it, sister.—This I wonder at,
(Erit Luciana. SCENE II.-The same. Enter Adriana and that he, unknown to me, should be in debt : Luciana.
Tell me, was he arrested on a band ?' Adr. Ah, Luciana, did he tempt thee so ?
Dro. $. Not on a band, but on a stronger thing; Might'st thou perceive austerely in his eye A chain, a chain; do you not hear it ring? That he did plead in earnest, yea or no ?
Adr. What, the chain ? Look'd he or red, or pale; or sad, or merrily? Dro. S. No, no, the bell : 'lis time, that I were What observation mad'st thou in this case,
gone. Of his heart's meteors tilting in his face ?! It was two ere I left him, and now the clock strikes Luc. First, he denied you had in him no right. Adr. He meant, he did me none; the more my Adr. The hours come back! that did I never hear. spite.
Dro. S. O yes, if any hour meet a sergeant, Luc. Then swore he, that he was a stranger here. a'turns back for very fear. Adr. And true he swore, though yet forsworn Adr. As is time were in debt! how fondly dost he were.
thou reason! Luc. Then pleaded I for you.
Dry. S. Time is a very bankrupt, and owes moro Adr. And what said he ?
than he's worth to season. Luc. That love I begg'd for you, he begg'd of me. Nay, he's a thief too: Have you not heard men say, Adr. With what persuasion did he tempt thy That time comes stealing on by night and day? love?
If he be in debt, and theft, and a sergeant in the way, Luc. With words, that in an honest suit might Hath he not reason to turn back an hour in a day? First he did praise my beauty; then, my speech.
Enter Luciana. Adr. Did'st speak him sair ?
Adr. Go, Dromio; there's the money, bear it Lic. Have patience, I beseech.
straight; Adr. I cannot, nor I will not, hold me still; And bring thy master home immediately.-Mytongue, though not my heart, shall have his will. Come, sister; I am press'd down with conceit ; He is deformed, crooked, old, and sere,?
Conceit, my comfort, and my injury. (Exeuni. Ill-fac'd, worse-bodied, shapeless every where ;
SCENE III.—The sanie. Enler Antipholus of Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind; Stigmatical in making,' worse in mind.
Syracuse. Luc. Who would be jealous then of such a one ? Ant. S. There's not a man I meet, but doth No evil lost is wail'd when it is gone.
salute me Adr. Ah! but I think him better than I say, As if I were their well-acquainted friend;
And yet would herein others' eyes were worse : And every one doth call me by my name. Far from her nest the lapwing cries away;* Some tender money to me, some invite me; My heart prays for him, though my tongue do Some other give me thanks for kindnesses;
Some offer me commodities to buy :
Even now a tailor call'd me in his shop,
And show'd me silks that he had bought for me, Dro. S. Here, go; the desk, the purse; sweet And, therewithal, took measure of my body. now, make haste.
Sure, these are but imaginary wiles,
And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here.
Enter Dronnio of Syracuse.
Bro. S. No, he's in tartar limbo, worse than hell: Dro. S. Master, here's the gold you sent me for : A devil in an everlasting garment hath bim, What, have you got the picture of old Adam new
apparellid ? (1) An allusion to the redness of the northern lights likened to the appearance of armies. (5) The officers in those days were clad in buff, (2) Dry, withered.
which is also a cant expression for a man's skin. (3) Marked by nature with deformity.
(6) Hell was the cant term for prison. Who crieth most where her nest is not. (7) i. e. Bond. (8) Fanciful conception.
Ant. S. What gold is this? what Adam dost Dro. S. Fly pride, says the peacock: Mistress, thou mean?
that you know. (Ereunt Ant. and Dru Dro. $. Not that Adam, that kept the paradise, Cour. Now, out of doubi, Antipholus is mad, but thal Adam, that keeps the prison: he ihat goes Else would he never so demean himself: in the call's-skin that was kill'd for the prodigal; A ring he hath of mine, worth forty ducats, he that came behind you, sir, like an evil angel, And for the same he promis'd me a chain ! and bid you forsake your liberty.
Both one, and other, he denies me now. Ant. $. I understand thec not.
The reason that I gather he is mad, Dro. S. No ? why, 'tis a plain case: he that went (Besides this present instance of his rage,) like a base-viol, in a case of leather.; the man, sir, Is a mad tale, he told lo-day at dinner, that, when gentlemen are tired, gives them a fobof his own doors being shut against his entrance and 'rests them: he, sir, that takes pity on decayed Belike, his wife, acquainted with his fits, men, and gives them suits of durance ; he that sets on purpose shut the doors against his way. up his rest to do more exploits with his mace, than My way is now, to hie home to his house, a morris-pike.
And tell his wife, that, being lunatic,
Dro, S. Ay, sir, the sergeant of the band; he, My ring away: This course I fillesi choose ; that brings any man to answer it, that breaks his For forty ducats is too much to lose.
En band: one that thinks a man always going to bed, SCENE IV.-The sanie. Enter Antipholusy and says, God give you good rest. Ani. S. Well, sir, there rest in your foolery. Is
Ephesus, and an Officer, there any ship puts forth to-night? may we be gone?
Ant. E. Fear me not, man, I will not break away; Dro. $. Why, sir, I brought you word an hour I'll give thee, ere I leave thee, so much money since, that the bark Expedition put forth to-night ; To warrant thee, as I am 'rested for. and then were you hindered by the sergeant, to My wife is in a wayward mood to-day; tarry for the hoy, Delay: Here are the angels that And will not lightly trust the messenger, you sent for, to deliver you.
That I should be attach'd in Ephesus :
Enter Dromio of Ephesus, with a rope's end. Some blessed power deliver us from hence !
Here comes my man; I think, he brings the money. Enter a Courtezan.
How now, sir? have you that I sent you for? Cour. Well met, well met, master Antipholus. Dro. E. Here's that, I warrant you, will pay I see, sir, you have found the goldsmith now;
them all.' Is that the chain, you promis'd me to-day?
Ant. E. But where's the money? Ant. S. Satan, avoid! I charge thee, tempt me Dro. E. Why, sir, I gave the money for the rore. not!
Ant. E. Five hundred ducats, villain, for a rore! Dro. S. Master, is this mistress Satan?
Dro. E. I'll serve you, sir, five hundred at the rate. Ant. S. It is the devil.
Ant. E. To what end did I bid thee hie thee Dro. S. Nay, she is worse, she is the devil's dam;
home? and here she comes in the habit of a light wench; Dro. E. To a rope's end, sir ; and to that end and thereof comes, that the wenches say, God am I return'd. damn me, that's as much as to say, God make me Ant. E. And to that end, sir, I will welcome a light wench. It is written, they appear to men you.
[Bealog him. like angels of light: light is an effect of fire, and Off. Good sir, be patient. fire, will burn; ergo, light wenches will burn; Dro. E. Nay, 'tis for me to be patient; I am Come not near her.
in adversity, Cour. Your man and you are marvellous merry, Off. Good now, hold thy tongue. sir.
Dro. E. Nay, rather persuade him to hold his Will you go with me? We'll mend our dinner here. hands.
Dro. S. Master, if you do expect spoon-meat, Aul. E. Thou whoreson, senseless villain! bespeak a long spoon.
Dro. E. I would I were senseless, sir, that I Art. $. Why, Dromio ?
might not feel your blows. Dro. S. Marry, he must have a long spoon, Anl. E. Thou art sensible in nothing but blows, that must eat with the devil.
and so is an ass. Ant. S. Avoid then, fiend! what tell'st thou me Dro. E. I am an ass, indeed ; vou may prove it of supping ?
by my long ears. I have serv'd him from the hour Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress :
of nativity to this instant, and have nothing at his I co jure thee to leave me, and be gone. hands for my service, but blows: when I am cold, Cour. Give me the ring of mine you had at he heats me with beating: when I am warm, he dinner,
cools me with beating: I am waked with it, when Or, for my diamond, the chain you promis'd; I sleep; raised with it, when I sit; driven out of And I'll be gone, sir, and not trouble you.
doors with it, when I go from home; welcomed Dro. S. Some devils ask but the paring of one's home with it, when I return: nay, I bear it on my nail,
shoulders, as a beggar wont her brat; and, I think, A rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin,
when he hath lamed me, I shall beg with it from
Pinch, and others.
(1) Correct them all
Dro. E. Mistress, respice finem, respect your I know it by their pale and deadly looks: end ; or rather the prophecy, like the parrot, Be- They must be bound, and laid in some dark room. ware the rope's md.
Ant. E. Say, wherefore didst thou lock me fortbe
Adr. I did not, gentle husband, lock thee forth.
Dro. E. And, genile master, I receiv'd no gold ; Good doctor Pinch, you are a conjurer;
But I confess, sir, that we were lock'd out. Establish him in his true sense again,
Adr. Dissembling villain, thou speak'st false in And I will please you what you will demand.
both. Luc. Alas, how fiery and how sharp he looks ! Ant. E. Dissembling harlot, thou art false in all; Cour. Mark, how he trembles in his ecstasy! And art confederate with a damned pack, Pinch. Give me your hand, and let me feel your To make a loathsome abject scorn of me: pulse.
But with these nails I'll pluck out these false eyes, Ant. E. There is my hand, and let it feel your That would behold in me this shameful sport.
(Pinch and his assistants bind Ant. and Dro. Pinch. I charge thee, Satan, hous'd within this Adr. O, bind him, bind him, let him not come
man, To yield possession to my holy prayers,
Pinch. More company ;-the fiend is strong And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight;
within him. I conjure thee by all the saints in heaven.
Luc. Ah me, poor man, how pale and wan he
Ant. E. What, will you murder me? Thou
To make a rescue?
Masters, let him go; Revel and least it at my house 10-day,
He is my prisoner, and you shall not have him. Whilst upon me the guilty doors were shut,
Pinch. Go, bind this man, for he is frantic too. And I denied to enter in my house?
Adr. What wilt thou do, ihou peevish' officer 3 Alr. O, husband, God doth know, you din'd at Hast thou delight to sce a wretched man home,
Do outrage and displeasure to himself?
Bear me forth with unto his creditor,
Home to my house.- O most unhappy day!
Dro. E. Master, I am here enter'd in bond for
you. Dro. E. Sans fable," she herself revil'd you there. Ant. E. Out on thee, villain! wherefore dost Ant. E. Did not her kitchen-maid rail, taunt,
thou mad me? and scorn me?
Dro. E. Will you be bound for nothing? be mad,
Luc. God help, poor souls, how idly do they talk.
(Ere. Pinch and assistants, with Ant. and Dro. That since have felt the vigour of his rage. Say now, whose suit is his arrested at ?
Alr. Is't good to sooth him in these contraries ? Of. One Angelo, a goldsmith; Do you know him?
Pinch. It is no shame; the fellow finds his vein, Alr. I knov the man: What is the sum he owes ?
Say, how grows it due? arrest me.
off. Die for a chain, your husband had of him. Adr. Alas, I sent you money to redecm you, Adr. He did bespeak a chain for but had it By Dromio here, who came in haste for it.
Came to my house, and took a way my ring,
Adr. It may be so, but I did never see it :-
drawn, and Dromio of Syracuse.
Adr. And come with baked gwords ; let's rol!
(3) Unhappy for unlucky, i. e. mischierous.