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But 'till this afternoon, his passion
Abb. Hath he not loft much wealth by wreck at fea?
Adr. To none of these, except it be the last; Namely, some love, that drew him oft from home.
Abb. You fhould for that have reprehended him.
Adr. It was the copy of our conference. (20)
(20) It was the copy of our conference.) We are not to underfand this word here, as it is now used, in opposition to an original; any thing done after a pattern; but we are to take it in the nearest sense to the Latin word copia, from which it is derived. - Adriana would fay, her reproofs were the burden, the fulness of her conference, all the subject of her talk. And in these acceptations the word copie was used by writers before our Author's time, as well as by his contemporaries. So Hall, in his reign of King Henry Vth. p. 8. says;
If you vanquish the Numidians, you shall have copie of beasts.i. e. plenty And lo B. Fonfon in his Every man out of his humour;
-that, being a woman, she was bleft with no more copy-of wit, but to fexve his humour thus. And, again, in his Cynthia's Revels..
to be sure to have daily about him copy and variety of coo lours. And in many other passages of his works.
Abb. And thereof came it, that the man was made The venom clamours of a jealous woman Poison more deadly, than a mad dog's tooth. It seems, his sleeps were hinder'd by thy railing; And thereof comes it, that his head is light.
Thou fay'ft, his meat was fauc'd with thy upbraidings * Unquiet meals make ill digestions ; Thereof the raging fire of fever bred ; And what's a fever, but a fit of madness ? Thou say'ft, his sports were hinder'd by thy brawls. Sweet recreation barr’d, what doth ensue, But moody and dull melancholy, Kinsman to grim and comfortless despair And at her heels a huge infectious troop Of pale distemperatures, and foes to life. In food, in sport, and life-preferving reft, To be disturb’d, would mad or man or beast': The consequence is then, thy jealous fits Have scared thy husband from the use of wits.
Luc. She never reprehended him but mildly,
Adr. She did betray me to my own reproof.
house, Adr. Then, let your servants bring my husband forth.
Abb. Neither; he took this place for fanctuary,
Adr. I will attend my husband, be his nurseg.
Abb. Be patient, for I will not let him ftir,
A charitable duty of my order ;
Adr. I will not hence, and leave my husband here ; And ill it doth beseem your
holiness To separate the husband and the wife.
Abb. Be quiet and depart, thou shalt not have him.
Mer. By this, I think, the dial points at five: Anon, I'm sure, the Duke himself in person
Ang. Upon what cause?
Ang. See, where they come; we will behold his deathe
Luc. Kneel to the Duke, before he pass the abbey, Enter the Duke, and Ægeon bare-headed; with the Head/
man, and other Oficers.
Adr. Justice, moft facred Duke, against the Abbess.
Duke. She is a virtuous and reverend Lady; It cannot be that she hath done thee wrong.
Adr. May it please your Grace, Antipholis my husband,
(21) The place of death and forry execution.] i. e. dismal, lamen. table, to be griev'd at. In the like acceptations our Poet employs it. * again, where Macbeth, after the murder of Duncan, is looking on his own bloody hands, This is a forry. Sight
(Whom I made Lord of me and all I had,
Duke. Long since thy hufband serv'd me in my wars,
Enter a Megenger. Mel. O mistress, mistress, shift and fave yourself; My master and his man are both broke loose, Beaten the maids a-row, and bound the doctor, Whose beard they have fing'd off with brands of fire; And ever as it blaz'd, they threw on him Great pails of puddled mire to quench the hairy
My master preaches patience to him, and the while
Adr. Peace, fool, thy master and his man are here, And that is false, thou doft report to us.
Mel. Mistress, upon my life, I tell you true; I have not breath'd almost, since I did see it. He cries for you, and vows if he can take you, To fcorch your face, and to disfigure you. (Cry witbini Hark, hark, I hear him, mistress ; fly, be gone. Duke. Come, stand by me, fear nothing: guard witb
halberds. Adr. Ay me, it is my husband; witness you, That he is borne about invisible! Ev'n now we hous’d him in the abbey here, And now he's there, past thought of human reason.
Enter Antipholis, and Dromio of Ephesus. E. Ant. Juftice, moft gracious Duke, oh, grant mejuftice. Even for the service that long since I did thee, When I bestrid thee in the wars, and took Deep scars to save thy life, even for the blood That then I lost for thee, now grant me justice.
Ægeon. Unless the fear of death doth make me dote, I see my fon Antipholis, and Dromio.
E. Ant. Justice, sweet Prince, againft that woman there; She whom thou gav'it to me be my wife; That hath abused and dishonour'd me, Ev'n in the strength and height of injury: Beyond imagination is the wrong, That she this day hath shameless thrown on me.
Duke. Discover how, and thou shalt find me just.
E. Ant. This day, great Duke, the shut the doors upon Whilst she with harlots feafted in my house. [me;
Duke. A grievous fault; fay, woman, didit thou for
Adr. No, my good Lord: myself, he, and my fister, To-day did dine together: so befal my soul, As this is false, he burdens me withali