Ant. of Eph, Peace, doting wizard, peace! I am

not mad! Adr. Oh, that thou wert not, poor distressed soul! Ant. of Eph. You minion, you, are these your cus

tomers ?
Did this companion, with the saffron face,
Revel and feast it at my house to-day?
While pon me the guilty doors were shut,
And I denied to enter in my house?
Adr. Oh, husband! Heaven doth know you

din'd at home, Where, would you had remain'd until this time, Free from these slanders, and this open shame. Ant. of Eph. Din'd at home ! -Thou villain, what

say'st thou? Dro. of Eph, Sir, sooth to say, you did not dine at

home. Ant. of Eph. Were not my doors lock'd up, and I

shut out? Dro. of Eph. In sooth, your doors were lock’d, and

you shut out. Ant. of Eph. And did not she herself revile me

there? Dro. of Eph. Sans fable, she herself revil'd you

there. Ant. of Eph. And did not I, in rage, depart from

thence ? Dro. of Eph. In verity you did-my bones bear

witness, That since have felt the vigour of your rage. Ant. of Eph. Thou hast suborn'd the goldsmith to

arrest me. Adr. Alas ! I sent you money to redeem you. By Dromio here, who came in haste for it. Dro. of Eph. Money by me !-Heart and good will

you might, But surely, master, not a doit of money.

Ant. of Eph. Went'st thou not to her for a purse of

ducats ?
Adr. He came to me, and I delivered it.
Luc. And I am witness with her, that she did.
Dro. of Eph. Heaven, and the rope-maker, can bear

me witness That I was sent for nothing but a rope. Pinch. Mistress, both man and master are pos.

sess'd, I know it by their pale and deadly looks; They must be bound, and laid in some dark room. Ant. of Eph. Say, wherefore didst thou lock me

forth to-day? And why dost thou deny the bag of gold?

Adr. I did not, gentle husband, lock thee forth. Dro. of Eph. And, gentle master, I received no

gold; But I can swear, sir, that we were locked out. Adr. Dissembling villain, thou speak'st false in

both. Ant. of Eph. Dissembling harlot, thou art false in

all, And art confederate with a damned pack, To make a loathsome abject scorn of me. But with these nails I'll pluck out those false eyes, That would behold me in this shameful sort. Adr. Oh, hold him, hold him ! let him not come near me!

(ATTENDANTS seize him. Pinch. More company! the fiend is strong within

him. Ant. of Eph. What, will you murder me ?- Thou

gaoler, thou,
I am thy prisoner; wilt thou suffer them
To make a rescue

Offi. Masters, let him go :
He is my prisoner, and you shall not have him.

Pinch. Go, bind that man, for he is frantic too.
Adr. What wilt thou do, thou peevish officer?

Hast thou delight to see a wretched man
Do outrage and displeasure to himself?

Offi. He is my prisoner; if I let him go,
The debt he owes will be required of me.

Adr. Good master doctor, see him safe convey'd
Home to thy house—Oh, most unhappy day!
Ant. of Eph. Oh, most unhappy strumpet!

(ATTENDANTS force of ANTIPHOLIS Or

EPHESUS, DROM10, and Pinch.
Adr. I will discharge thee
Bear me forth with unto his creditor
But
say,

whose suit is he arrested at ? Offi. One Angelo, a goldsmith-do you know him? Adr. I know the man what is the sum he owes

Off. Two hundred ducats,
Due for a bracelet, which your husband had.

Adr. He did bespeak’t for me, but had it not.

Lesbia. When, as your husband, all in rage, to-day Came to my house, and took away my ring, (The ring I saw upon his finger now) Straight after did I meet him with the bracelet.

Adr. It may be so, but I did never see it. Come, gaoler, bring me where the goldsmith is; I long to know the truth hereof at large.

Luc. Heaven, for thy mercy! they are loose again!

Adr. And come with naked swords !
Enter ANTIPHOLIS OF SYRACUSE and DROMIO OR

SYRACUSE, with drawn Swords.
Let's call more help, to have them bound again.
Ofi. Away! they'll kill us?

[Exeunt. Dro. of Syr. She, that would be your wife, now ran

from you.

Ant. of Syr. Come to the Centaur; fetch our stuff

from thence. I long that we were safe and sound aboard.

Dro. of Syr. 'Faith, stay here this night--they will surely do us no harm--you saw they spake us fair,

gave us gold.—Methinks they are such a gentle nation, that, but for the mountain of mad fesh, who claims marriage of me, I could find in my heart to stay here still, and turn witch myself. Ant. of Syr. I will not stay, to-night, for all the

town, So many, and such strange events, pursue me, "Tis madness all! and I begin to doubt, That even love and beauty are but snares, To plunge my soul in yet severer cares.

[Exeunt.

ACT THE FIFTH.

SCENE I.

A Street before a Priory.

Enter ANGELO and Second MERCHANT.

Angelo. I am sorry, sir, that I have hinder'd you; But I protest he had the jewel of me, Though most dishonestly he did deny it.

2 Mer. How is the man esteemi'd here in the city?

Angelo. Of very reverend estimation, sir,
Of credit intinite, highly belov’d,
Second to none that lives within our walls.
His word might bear my

wealth at

any

time,

2 Mer. Speak softly; yonder, as I think, he comes. Angelo. 'Tis so, and that same bracelet on

his

arm, Which he foreswore most monstrously to have. Good sir, draw near to me; I'll speak to him.

Enter ANTIPHOLIS OF SYRACUSE and DROMIO OF

SYRACUSE.

Signor Antipholis, I wonder much
That you would put me to this shame and trouble,
And not without some scandal to yourself;
With circumstance and oaths so to deny
This bracelet, which you wear so openly.
Besides the charge, the shame, imprisonment,
You have done wrong to this my honest friend;
Who, but for staying on our controversy,
Had hoisted sail, and put to sea to-day.
This jewel you had of me-Can you deny it?

Ant. of Syr. I know I had—I never did deny it.
2 Mer. Yes, that you did, sir-and forswore it too.
Ant. of Syr. Who heard me to deny, or to for-

swear it?
2 Mer. These ears of mine, thou knowest well, did

hear thee. Fie on thee, wretch! 'tis pity that thou liv’st To walk, where any honest men resort.

Ant. of Syr. Thou art a villain, to impeach me

thus :

I'll prove mine honour and mine honesty
Against thee, with my life, if thou dar'st stand it.

2 Mer. I dare, and do defy thee for a villain !

Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, LESBIA, and

ATTENDANTS.

Adr. Hold! hurt him not, for Heaven's sake!

he's mad!