3

Fou so ?

er :

Dro. S. It seems, thou wantest breaking; Out up Bear a fair presence, though your heart be tainted; on thee, hind!

Teach sin the carriage of a holy saint; Dra. E. Here's too much, Out upon thee! I pray Be secret-false; what need she be acquainted ? thee, let me in.

What simple thief brags of his own attaint? Dre S. Ay, when fowls have no feathers, and fish 'Tis double wrong, to truant with your bed, have no fio.

And let her read it in tly looks at board ;
Ant. E. Well, 11 break in : Go borrow me a crow. Shame hath a bastard fame, well managud;
Dra. E. A crow without a feather; master, mean Ill deeds are doubled with an evil word.

Alas, poor women! make us but believe,
For a fish without a fin, there's a fowl without a feath Being compact of credit, that you love us ;

Though others have the arm, show us the sleeve; If a eruw belp us in, sirrah, we'll pluck a crow to We in your motion turn, and you may more us. gether.

Then, gemle brother, get you in again ;
Am. E. Go, get thee gone, fetch me an iron crow. Comfort my sister, cheer.her, call her wife :

Bal. Have patience, sir; 0, let it not be so; 'Tis holy sport, to be a little vain,
Herrin you war against your reputation,

When the sweet breath of fiattery conquers strife. And draw within the compass of suspect

Ant. S. Sweet mistress (what your name is else, I The uiviolated honour of your wife.

know not, Onez this,– Your long experience of her wisdom, Nor by what wonder you do hit on mine) Het sober virtue, years, and modesty,

Less, in your knowledge, and your grace, you show not Pkad on her part some cause to you unknown;

Than our earth's wonder ; more than earth divine. And doubt Dot, sir, but she will well excuse

Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak ; Why at this time the doors are made against you. Lay open to my earthly gross conceit, Be ruld by ine ; depart in patience,

Sinotherd in errors, feeble, shallow, weak, And let us to the Tiger all to dinner :

The folded meaning of your words' deceit. Ani, ahvat evening, come yourself alone,

Against my soul's pure truth why labour you, To Now the nason of this strange restraint.

To make it wander in an unknown field? Il by aroug hand you orfer to break in,

Are you a god? would you create me new ? Now in the stirring passage of the day,

Transforin me then, and to your power I'll yield. A rulgar comment will be made op it;

But if that I am I, then well I know, Ard that supposed by the common rout

Your weeping sister is no wife of mine, Azainst your yet ungalled estimation,

Nor to her bed no humage do I owe; That say with foul intrusion enter in,

Far more, far more, to you do I decline. And dwell upon your grave when you are dead : 0, train me not, sweet mermaid, with thy note, For slauder lives upon succession;

To drown me in thy sister's flood of tears ; For ever hous'd, where it once gets possession. Sing, siren, for thyself, and I will dote :

Ant. E. You have prevaild; I will depart in quiet, Spread o'er the silver waves thy golden hairs, And, in despite of mirth, mean to be merry.

And as a bed I'll take thee, and there lie; Iww a wench of excellent discourse,

And, in that glorious supposition, think Pretty and witty, wild, and, yet too, gentle ; He gains by diath, that hath such means to die : There will we dine: this woman that I mean,

Let love, being light, be drowned if she sink! My wife (haut, I protest, without desert)

Luc. What are you mad, that you do reason so ? Hath oftentimes upbraided me withal;

Ant. S. Not mad, but mated; how, I do not know. To her will we to dinner.-Get you home,

Lu. It is a fault dat springeth from your eye. And fetch the chain ; by this, I know, 'tis madg: Ant. S. For gazing on your beams, fair sun, being by. Bring it, I pray you, to the Porcupine ;

Luc. Gaze where you should, and that will clear your For there's the house; that chain will I bestow

sight. (Bk it for nothing but to spite my wife)

Ant. S. As good to wink, sweet love, as look on night. Upon mine hostess there : good sir, make haste: Luc. Why call you fne love? call my sister so. Siner my own doors refuse to entertain me,

Ant. S. Thy sister's sister. T1 kock elsewhere, to see if they'll disdain me,

Luc.

That's my sister.
Ang. I'll meet you at that place, some hour bence. Ant. s.
Ant. E. Do so; This jest will cost me some expense. It is thyself, mine own self's better part ;

[Exeunt. Mine eye's clear eye, my dear heart's dearer heart ; SCENE II.–The same. Enter Luciana and Antiph- My food, my fortune, and my sweet hope's aim,

My sole earth's heaven, and my heaven's claim. olas of Syracuse.

Luc. All this my sister is, or else should be. Luc. And may it be that you have quite forgot

Ant. S. Call thy self sister, sweet, for I aim thee : A husband's office? Shall, Antipholus, hate,

Thee will I love, and with the lead my life; Eren in the spring of love, thy love-springs rot?

Thou hast no husband yet, nor I no wife : Shall love, in building, grow so Iinate?

Give me thy hand. If you did wed my sister for her wealth,

Luc.

0; soft, sir, hold you still ; Then, for her wealth's sake, use her with more kind

I'll fetch my sister, to get her good will. [Exit Luc. Or, if you like elsewhere, do it by stealth ;

Enter, from the house of Antipholus of Ephesus, DroMume your false love with some show of blindness:

mio of Syracuse. Let not my sister read it in your eye;

Ant. S. Why, bow now, Dromio? where runn'st thou Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator;

so fast? Look sweet, speak fair, become disloyalty;

Dro. S. Do you know me, sir ? am I Dromio ? am Appard rice bike rirtue's harbinger :

I your man ? am I niyself?

No;

Ant. S. Thou art Dromio, thou art my man, thou art heart of steel, she hai transform d me to a curtail dog, thyself.

and made me turn i' the wheel. Dro. S. I am an ass, I am a woman's man, and be Ant. S. Go, hie thee presently, post to the road ; sides myself.

And if the wind blow any way from shore, Ant. S. What woman's man ? and how besides thy-|| I will not harbour in this town to-night. self?

If any bark put forth, come to the mart, Dro. S. Marry, sir, besides myself, I am due to a Where I will walk, till thou return to me. woman ; one that claims me, one that haunts me, one

If every one know us, and we know none, that will have me.

"Tis time, I think, to trudge, pack, and be gone. Ant. S. What claim lays she to thee?

Drø. S. As from a bear a man would run for life, Dro. S. Marry, sir, such a claim as you would lay | So fly I from her that would be my wife. [Enit. to your horse ; and she would have me as a beast : not Ant. S. There's none but witches do inbabit here; that, I being a beast, she would have me; but that she, And therefore 'tis high time that I were hence. being a very beastly creature, lays claim to me. Sbe, that doth call me husband, even my soul Ant. S. What is she?

Doth for a wife abbor : but her fair sister,
Dro. S. A very reverent boly ; ay, such a one as a Possess'd with such a gentle sovereign grace,
man may not speak of, without he say, sir reverence: Of such enchanting presence and discourse,
I have but lean luck in the match, and yet is she a Hath almost made me traitor to myself :
wondrous fat marriage.

But, lest myself be guilty to self-wrong,
Ant. S. How dost thou mean, a fat marriage? I'll stop my ears against the mermaid's song.
Dro. $. Marry, sir, she's the kitchen-wench, and all

Enter Angelo.
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.

Ang. Master Antipholus ? I warrant, her rags, and the tallow in them, will burn a

Ant. S. Ay, that's my name. Poland winter : if she lives till doomsday, she'll burn

Ang. I know it well, sir : Lo, here is the chain; a week longer than the whole world. •

I thought to have ta'en you at the Porcupine : Ant. S. What complexion is she of?

The chain unfinish'd made me stay thus long. Dro. S. Swart, like my shoe, but her face nothing

Ant. S. What is your will, that I shall do with this? like so clean kept; For why? she sweats, a man may

Ang. What please yourself, sir; I have made it for go over shoes in the grime of it.

you. Ant. S. That's a fault that water will mend.

Ant. S. Made it for me, sir! I bespoke it not. Dro. S. No, sir, 'tis in stain ; Noah's flood could

Ang. Not once, nor twice, but twenty times you not do it.

have : Anl, $. What's her name?

Go home with it, and please your wife withal ; Dro. S. Nell, sir ;-but her name and three quar

And soon at supper-time I'll visit you, ters, that is, an ell, and three quarters, will not meas

And then receive my money for the chain. ure her from hip to hip.

Ant. S. I pray you, sir, receive the money now, Ant. S. Then she bears some breadth ?

For fear you ne'er sce chain, nor money, more. Dro. S. No longer from head to foot, than from hip Ang. You are a merry man, sir ; fare you well. to hip: she is spherical, like a globe; I could find out

[Erit. countries in her.

Ant. S. What I should think of this, I cannot tell : Ant. S. In what part of her body stands Ireland ? But this I think, there's no man is so vain,

Dro. S. Marry, sir, in her buttocks ; I found it out That would refuse so fair an offer'd chain. by the bogs.

I see, a man here needs not live by shifts, Ant. S. Where Scotland ?

When in the streets he meets such golden gifts. Dro. S. I found it out by the barrenness ; hard, in || I'll to the mait, and there for Dromio stay ; the palm of the hand.

If any slip put out, then straight away. [Exit. Ant. S. Where France ?

Dro. S. In her forehead; armed and revertel, mak ing war against her hair.

ACT IV. Ant. S. Where England?

SCENE 1.-The samc. Enter a Merchant, Angelo Dro. S. I looked for the chalky clints, but I could

and an Officer. find no whiteness in them: but I guess, it stood in her

Merchant. chin, by the salt rhewn that run between France and it. Ant. S. Where Spain?

YOU know, since Pentecost the sum is due, Dro. S. Faith, I saw it not ; but I felt it, hot in her

And since I have not much importun'd you, breath.

Nor now I had not, but that I am bound Ant. S. Where America, the Indies ?

To Persia, and want gilders for my voyage : Dro. S. O, sir, upon her pose, all o'er embellished

Therefore make present satisfaction, with rubies, carbuncles, sapphires, declining their rich

Or I'll attach you by this oflicer. aspect to the hot breath of Spain ; who sent whole ar

Ang. Even just the sum, that I do owe to you, madas of carrues to be baliast at her nose.

Is growing to me by Antipholus: Ant. S. Where stood Belgia, the Netherlands?

And, in the instant that i met with you, Dro. $. O, sir, I did not look so low. To conclude,

He had of me a chain ; at five o'clock, this drudge, or diviner, laid claim to me ; called me

I shall receive the money for the same: Dromio ; swore, I was assured to her ; told me what

Pleaseth you walk with me down to his house, privy marks I had about me, as the mark of my shoul

I will discharge my bond, and thank you 100. der, the pole in my neck, the great wait on my left

Enter Antipholus of Ephesus, cind Dronnio of Ephesus. arm, that I, amazed, ran from her as a witch : and, i Ofi. That labour may you save; see where he comes, think, if my breast had not been made of faith, and my Ant. E. While I go to the goldsmith's house, go thou

well;

And yet, would herein others' eyes were worse: And, therewithal, took measure of

my body. Far from her nest the lapwing cries away;

Sure, these are but imaginary wiles, My heart prays for him, though my tongue do curse. And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here. Enter Dromio of Syracuse.

Enter Dromio of Syracuse. Dro. S. Here, go; the desk, the parse; sweet now, Dro. S. Master, here's the gold you sent me for : make haste.

What, have you got the picture of old Adam pew Luc. How hast thou lost thy breath?

apparelled? Dro. S.

By running fast. Ant. S. What gold is this? What Adam dost thou Adr. Where is thy master, Dromio? is he well?

mean? Dro. S. No, he's in Tartar limbo, worse than hell : Dro. S. Not that Adam, that kept the paradise, but A devil in an everlasting garment hath him,

that Adam, that keeps the prison : he that goes in the One, whose hard heart is button d up with steel; cal: 's-skin that was killed for the prodigal ; he that A fiend, a fairs, pitiless and rough ;

came bt hind you, sir, like an evil angel, and bid you A wolf, nay, worse, a follow all in buff';

forsake your liberty. A back-friend, a shoulder-chapper, one that counter Ant. S. I understand thee not. mands

Dro. S. No? why, 'tis a plain case: he that went The passages of alleys, creeks, and narrow lands; like a base-viol, in a case of leather; the nan, sir, A hound that runs counter, and yet draws dry-foot well; that, when gentk men are tired, gives them a fob, and One that, before the judgement, carries poor souls to 'rests them he, sir, that takes pity on decayed men, hell.

and gives them suits of durance; be that sets np his Adr. Why, man, what is the matter?

rest to do more exploits with his mace, than a morrisDro. $. I do not know the matter; he is 'rested on pike. the ease.

Ant. S. What! thou mean'st an officer? Adr. What, is he arrested ? tell me, at whose suit. Dro. S. Ay, sir, the sergeant of the band : he, that Dra, S. I know not at whose suit he is arrested, brings any man to answer it, that breaks his band;

one that thinks a man always going to bed, and says, But he's in a suit of buff, which 'rested him, that can God give you good rest! I tell :

Ant. S. Well sir, there rest in your foolery. Is Will you send him, mistress, redemption, the money there any ship puts forth to-night? may we be gone? in the desk?

Dro. S. Why, sir, I brought you won an hour Adr. Go, fetch it, sister.—This I wonder at, since, that the bark Expedition puts forth to-light;

[Erit. Luc. and then were you hindered by the sergeant, to tarry That he, unknown to me, should be in debt :-- for the hoy, Delay: Here are the angels that you sent Tell me, was he arrested on a band?

for, to deliver

you. Dro. S. Not on a band, but on a stronger thing; Ant. S. The fellow is distract, and so am I; chain,a chain ; do you not hear it ripg?

And here we wander in illusions ; Alr. What, the chain ?

Some blessed power deliver us from hence! Dro. S. No, no, the bell: 'tis time, that I were gone.

Enter a Courtezan. It was two ere I left him, and now the clock strikes

Cour. Well net, well met, master Antipholus.

I see, sir, you have found the goldsmith now : Adr. The hours come back ! that did I never hear.

Is that the chain, you proinis'd ne to-day? Dro. S. O yes, If any hour meet a sergeant, a' turns

Ant. S. Satan, avoid ! I charge thee tempt ine not ! back for very fear.

Dro. S. Master, is this mistress Satan? Adr. As if time were in debt ! how fondly dost thou

Ant. S. It is the devil. reason?

Dro. S. Nay, she is worse, she is the devil's dam; Dro. S. Time is a very bankrupt, and owes more

and here she comes in the habit of a light wench; and than he's worth, to season.

thereof comes, that the wenches say, God damn me, Nay, he's a thief too: Have you not heard men say,

that's as much as to say, God make me a light wench. That time comes stealing op by night and day?

It is written, they appear to men like angels of light : If he be in debt, and theft, and a sergeant in the way,

light is an effect of fire, and fire will burn; ergo, light Hath he not reason to turn back an hour in a day?

wenches will burn; Come not near her. Enter Luciana.

Cour. Your man and you are marvellous merry, sir. Adr. Go, Dromio; there's the money, bear.it Will you go with me? We'll mend our dinner bere. straight ;

Dro. S. Master, if you do expect spoon-mert, or beAnd bring thy master home immediately. speak a long spoon. Come, sister; I am press'd down with conceit;

Ant. S. Why, Dromio? Conceit, my comfort, and my injury. [Cxeunt. Dro. S. Marry, be must have a long spoon, that

must eat with the devil. SCENE III.-The sume. Enter Antipholus of Sy

Ant. S. Avoid then, fiend! what tellist thou me of racuse.

supping? Ant. S. There's not a man I meet, but doth salute Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress :

I conjure thee to leave me, and be gone. As if I were their well-acquainted friend;

Cour. Give me the ring of mine you had at dinner, And every one doth call me by my name.

Or, for my diamond, the chain you promis'd ; Some tender money to me, some invite me;

And I'll be gone, sir, and not trouble you. Some other give me thanks for kindnesses ;

Dro. S. Some devils Some offer me commodities to buy:

Ask but the paring of one's nail, a rusli,
Even now a tailor calld me in bis shop,

A hair, a drop of blood, a pin,
And snow'd me silks that he had bought for me, A nut, a cherry-stone; but she, more covetous,

one.

me

thou?

Would have a chain.

Enter Adriana, Luciana, and the Courtezan, with Master, be wise; an' if you give it her,

Pinch, and others. The devil will shake her chain, and fright us with it. Ant. E. Come, go along; my wife is coming yonder.

Cear. I pray you, sir, my ring, or else the chain; Dro. E. Mistress, respire finen, respect your end ; I hope, you do not mean to cheat me so?

or rather the prophecy, like the parrot, Beware the Árl. S. Avaunt, thou witch !--Come, Dromio, let

rope's end. us go

Ant. E. Wilt thou still talk?

[Beats him. Dre. S. Fly pride, says the peacock : Mistress, that Cour. How say you now? is not your husband mad? you know. [Excunt Ant. S. and Dro. S.

Adr. His incivility confirms no less. Cour. Now, out of doubt, Antipholus is mad, -Good doctor Pinch, you are a conjurer; Else would he never so demean himself:

Establish him in his true sense again, A ring he hath of mine worth forty ducats,

And I will please you what you will demand. And for the same he promis'd me a chain ;

Luc. Alas, how fiery and how sharp he looks! Both one, and other, be denies me now.

Cour. Mark, how he trembles in his ecstacy! The reason that I gather he is mad,

Pinch. Give me your hand, and let me feel your (Besides this present instance of his rage)

pulse. is a mad tale he told today at dinner,

Ant. E. There is my hand, and let it feel your ear. of his own doors being shut against his entrance. Pinch. I charge thee, Satan, housed with this man, Blike, his wife, acquainted with his fits,

To yield possession to my boly prayers, Os purpose shut the doors against his way.

And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight; My way is now, to hie home to his house,

I conjure thee by all the saints in heaven. And tell his wife, that, being lunatic,

Ant. E. Peace, doting wizard, peace; I am not mad. He rush'd įnto my house, and took perforce

Adr. O, that thou wert not, poor distressed soul! My ring away: This course I fittest choose ;

Ant. E. You minion, you, are these your customers ? For forty ducats is too much to lose.

(Exit.

Did this companion with the sa "ron face SCENE 19.- The same. Enter Antipholus of Ephe

Revel and feast it at my house to-day, sus, and an officer.

Whilst upon me the guilty doors were shut, Ant. E. Fear me not, man, I will not break away;

And I denied to enter in my house? I'll give thee, ere I leave thee, so much money

Adr. O, husband, God doth know, you din'd at

home; To warrant thee, as I am 'rested for. My wife is in a wayward mood way;

Where 'would you had remain id until this time, And will not lightly trust the messenger,

Free from these slanders, and this open shame! That I should be attach'd in Ephesus :

Ant. E. I din’d at home? Thou villain, what say'st I tell you, 'twill sound harshly in her ears.

Dre. E. Sir, sooth to say, you did not dine at home. Eater Dromio of Ephesus, with a rope's end.

Ant. E. Were not my doors lock'd and I shut Here comes my man; I think, he brings the money.

out ? -How now, sir? hare you that I sent you for?

Dro. E. Perdy, your doors were lock'd, and you Dro. E. Here's that, I warrant you, will pay them shut out.

Ant. E. And did not she herself revile me there? Ant. E. But where's the money?

Dro. E, Sans fable, she herself revil'd you there. Drs. E. Why, sir, I gave the money for the rope. Ant. E. Did not her kitchen-maid rail, taunt, and Ant. E. Five hundred ducats, villain, for a rope ?

scorn me? Dro. E. I'll serve you, sir, five hundred at the rate. Dro. E. Certes, she did ; the kitchen-restal scorn'd Ant. E. To what end did I bid thee hie thee home?

you. Dro. E. To a rope's end, sir; and to that end am I Ant. E. And did not I in rage depart from thence ? returned.

Dro. E. In verity, you did ;--my bones bear witness, Art. E. And to that end, sir, I will welcome you. That since have felt the vigour of his rage.

[Beating him.

Adr. Is't good to sooth him in these contraries ? Oft. Good sir, be patient.

Pinch. It is no shanie ; the fellow finds his vein, Dra. E. Nay, 'tis for me to be patient; I am in ad And, yielding to him, humours well his frenzy. versity.

Ant. E. Thou hast suborn’d the goldsmith to arrest of Good now, hold thy tongue. Dre. E. Nay, rather persuade him to hold his hands. Adr. Alas, I sent you money to redeem you, Ant. E. Thou whoreson, senseless villain!

By Dromio here, who came in haste for it. Dro. E. I would I were senseless, sir, that I might Dro. E. Money by me ? heart and good-will you mit ftel your blows.

might, Ant. E. Thou art sensible in nothing but blows, and But, surely, master, not a rag of money. o is an ass.

Ant. E. Went'st thou not to her for a purse of du. Drs. E. I am an ass, indeed; you may prove it by

cats? by loug cars. I have served him from the hour of Adr. He came to me, and I deliver'd it. my nativity to this instant, and have nothing at his Luc. And I am wimess with ber, that she did. haunds for my service, but blows: when I am cold, le Dro. God and the rope-maker, bear me witness, leats me with beating: when I am warm, he cools That I was sent for nothing but a rope ! De with bating: I am waked with it, when I sleep; Pinch. Mistress, both man and master is possessid ; rus d with it, when I sit ; driven out of doors with it, || I know it by their pale and deadly looks : when I go from home; welcomed home with it, when || They must be bound, and laid in some dark room. Irina : nay, I bear it op my shoulders, as a beggar Ant. E. Say, wherefore didst thou lock me forth to. wont bet brat ; and, I think, when he hath lamed me, day? I shall beg with it from door to door.

- And why dost thou deny the bag of gold?

up,

me.