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Luc. It is a fault that springeth from your eye. Ant. of Syr. For gazing on your dazzling beams,
fair sun. Luc. Gaze where you should, and that will clear
your sight. Ant. of Syr. As good to wink, sweet love, as look
Ant. of Syr. No;
Luc. All this my sister is, or else should be.
Thee will I love, with thee would spend my days.
Luc. Oh, soft, sir, hold you still. .
Ant. of Syr. O subtle power! O soil too capable! Scarce had her sun of beauty warm'd my heart, When the gay flower of love, disclosing fragrance, Sprung up at once, and blossom'd to perfection, Ere well the bud was seen. Why, how now,
Dromio Enter DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. Where runn'st thou so fast?
Dro. of Syr. Do you know me, sir? Am I Dro. mio ? Am I your man? Am I myself?
Ant. of Syr. Thou art Dromio, thou art my man, thou art thyself.
Dro. of Syr. I am an ass, I am a woman's man, and beside myself.
Ant. of Syr. What woman's man? and how beside thyself?
Dro. of Syr. Marry, sir, beside myself, I am due to a woman; one that claims me, one that haunts me, one that will have me.
Ant. of Syr. What claim lays she to thee?
Dro. of Syr. Marry, sir, such claim as you would lay to your horse. Ant. of Syr. What is she?
Dro. of Syr. A very reverend body; and though I have but lean luck in the match,yet she is a wondrous fat marriage.—Sir, she's the kitchen wench, all grease; and I know not what use to put her to, but to make a lamp of her, and run from her by her own light.-To conclude; this drudge laid claim to me, called me Dromio, swore I was betrothed to her, told me what secret marks I had about me; as, the marks on my shoulder, the mole in my neck, the great wart on my left arm, that I, amazed, ran from her, as a witchand I think, if my breast had not been made of faith, and my heart of steel, she would have transformed me to a cur-tail dog, and made me turn in the wheel. Ant. of Syr. Sure, none but witches can inhabit
here, And therefore 'tis high time that we were hence. Go, hie thee presently, post to the road, And if the wind blow any way from shore, I will not harbour in this town to-night. If any bark put forth, come to the Mart, Where I will walk till thou return to me. [Exit. Dro. of Syr. As from a bear, a man would run for
life, So I from her, that swears she is my
Enter ANTIPHOLIS OF SYRACUSE, from ANTIPHOLIS
with this? Angelo. Ev’n what you please, sir-I have made it Ant, of Syr. Made it for me, sir! I never once be
spoke it. Angelo. Not once, nor twice, but twenty times you
have. Go home with it, and please your wife withal. About your supper time I'll visit you, And then receive my money for the bracelet. Ant. of Syr. I pray you, sir, since you will force it
on me, Receive the money now, For fear you ne'er see that or jewel more. Angelo. You are a merry man, sir-fare you well!
[Exit. Ant.of Syr. Wonder on wonder rises every moment! What I should think of this I cannot tell'; However strange, here on my arm I'll wear it, Preserve it safe, as fortune's happy pledge.
Oft' as it strikes my eye, I'll heave a sigh,
the self-same hour that gave thee to me,
ACT THE FOURTH.
Enter SECOND MERCHANT, ANGELO, and an
2 Merch. You know since Pentecost the sum iş
And since I have not much importun'd you.
Angelo. Ev'n just the sum that I do oive to you,
I shall receive the money for the same.
Offi. That labour you may spare-see where he comes. Enter ANTIPHOLIS OF Ephesus and DROMIO Or
EPHESUS. Ant. of Eph. While I go to the goldsmith's house, And buy a rope's end—that will I bestow Among the base confederates of my wife, For locking me out of my doors to-day. But soft, I see the goldsmith get thee gone To buy the rope, and bring t home to me.
[Exit DroMIO OF Ephesus. A man is well holpe up, that trusts to you: I promis'd me your presence, and the bracelet; But neither that nor goldsmith came to me.
Angelo. Saving your merry humour, here's the note How much your jewel weighs, to th' utmost carat. The fineness of the gold, and chargeful fas..ivu, Make it amount to three odd ducats more Than I stand 'debted to this gentleman. I pray you see him presently discharg'd, For he is bound to sea, and stays but for it.
Art. of Eph. I am not furnish'd with the sum Besides, I have some business in the town. Good signor, take the stranger to my how, And with you take the bracelet.-Bid my wife Disburse the sum on the receipt thereof. Perchance I will be there as soon as you. Angelo. Then you will bring the bracelet there
yourself? Ant. of Eph. No, do you bear it, lest I come not
time enough. Angelo. Well, sir, I will then-have you it about