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Dro. Many a man would take you at your word, And go indeed, having so good a means.
Mer. I am invited, Sir, to certain merchants,
Ant. Farewell 'till then; I will go lose myself,
[Exit Merchant. S CE N E III. Ant. He that commends me to my own content, Commends me to the thing I cannot get. I to the world am like a drop of water, That in the ocean seeks another drop, Who falling there to find his fellow forth, Unseen, inquisitive, confounds himself: So I, to find a mother and a brother, In quest of them, unhappy, lose myself.
Enter Dromio of Ephesus. Here comes the almanack of my true date. What now? how chance thou art return'd so soon?
E. Dro. Return'd so foon! rather approach'd too The capon burns, the pig falls from the fpit. The clock has strucken twelve upon the bell; My mistress made it one upon my cheek ; She is so hot, because the meat is cold; The meat is cold, because you come not home; You come not home, because you have no llo.
mach ; You have no stomach, having broke your fast;
But we, that know what 'tis to fast and pray,
Ant. Stop in your wind, Sir; tell me this, I pray,
last, To pay the saddler for my mistress crupper? The ladler had it, Sir; I kept it not.
Ant. I am not in a sportive humour now;
È. Dro. I pray you, jest, Sir, as you fit at dinner :
E. Dro. Tome, Sir? why, you gave no gold to me.
Ant. Now, as I am a Christian, answer me
E Dro. I have some marks of yours upon my pate;
halt thou ?
E. Dro. Your worship’s wife, my mistress at the
Phoenix; She that doth fast 'till you come home to dinner, And prays
that you will hie you home to dinner. Ant. What, wilt thou flout me thus unto my face, Being forbid ? there, take you that, Sir Knave. E. Dro. What mean you, Sir ? for God's sake hold your
hands. Nay, an you will not, Sir, I'll take my heels.
[Exit Dromio. Ant. Upon my life, by fome device or other The villain is o'er-raught + of all my money. They say this town is full of cozenage ; As nimble jugglers, that deceive the eye ; Dark-working forcerers, that change the mind; Soul-killing witches, that deform the body ; Disguised cheaters, prating mountebanks, And many such like libertines of sin: If it prove so, I will be gone the sooner. I'll to the Centaur to go leek this slave; I greatly fear my money is not safe. [Exit.
The House of Antipholus of Ephesus.
Enter Adriana and Luciana.
That in such haste I sent to seek his master! Sure, Luciana, it is two o'clock
Luc. Perhaps some merchant hath invited him,
Time is their master ; and when they see time,
Adr. Why should their liberty-than ours be more?
+ That is, over-reached. Johnson,
Adr. Look, when I serve him so, he takes it ill. Luc. Oh, know he is the bridle of your will. Adr. There's none but asses will be bridled fo.
Luc. Why, head-strong liberty is lath'd with woc. There's nothing situate under heaven's eye, But hath its bound in earth, in fea, in sky : The beasts, the fishes, and the winged fowls, Are their males' subjects, and at their controuls: Man, inore divine, the master of all there, Lord of the wide world, and wide watry seas, Indu'd with intellectual fenie and foul, Of more pre-eminence than fish and fowl, Are matters to their females, and their lords; Then let your will attend on their accords.
Adr, This servitude makes you to keep unwed. Luc. Not this, but troubles of the marriage-bed. Adr. But were you wedded, you would bear some
fway. Luc. Ere I learn love, I'll practise to obey, Adr. How if your husband start some other where? Luc. 'fill he come home again, I would forbear,
Adr. Patience unmov'd, -no marveltho’ she pause; They can be ineek that have no other cause ; A wretched foul, bruis'd with adversity, We bid be quiet, when we hear it cry; But were we burden'd with like weight of pain, As much, or more, we should ourselves complain. So thou, that hast no unkind mate to grieve thee, With urging helpless patience wouldst relieve me : But if thou live to see like right bereft, This fool-beggd * patience in thee will be left.
Luc. Well, I will inarry one day but to try; Here comes your man, now is your husband nigh.
S CE N E II.
Enter. Dromio of Ephesus.
* She seems to mean, by fool-begg'd patience, that pro tience which is so near to idiotical simplicity, that your next selation would take advantage from it to represent you as fool, and beg the guardianship of your fortune. Fohns.
E. Dro. Nay, he's at two hands with me, and that my two ears can witness.
Adr. Say, did'st thou speak with him ? know'st thou his mind?
E. Dro. Ay, ay, he told his mind upon mine ear. Beshrew his hand, I scarce could understand it.
Luc. Spake he so doubtfully, thou couldft not feel his meaning ?
E. Dro. Nay, he struck so plainly, I could too well feel his blows; and withal fo doubtfully, that I could scarce understand them.
Adr. But say, I pr’ythee, is he coming home? It seems he hath great care to please his wife. E. Dro. Why, mistress, sure iny master is horn
mad. Adr. Horn-mad, thou villain? E. Dro. I mean not cuckold-mad; but, sure he's
stark mad. When I desir'd him to come home to dinner, He ask'd me for a thousand marks in gold. 'Tis dinner-time, quoth I. My gold, quoth he. Your meat doth burn, quoth I. My gold, quoth he. Will you come home, quoth I? My gold, quoth he. Where is the thousand marks I gave thee, villain? The pig, quoth I, is burn'd. My gold, quoth he. My mistress, Sir, quoth I. Hang up thy miftreis; I know not thy mittreis; out on thy mistress !
Luc. Quoth who?
E. Dro. Quoth my master. I know, quoth he, no house, no wife, no mistress; So that my errand, due unto my tongue, I thank him, I bare home upon my shoulders : For, in conclusion, he did beat me there. Adr. Go back again, thou flave, and fetch him
home. E. Dro. Go back again, and be new beaten home? or God's fake send some other messenger. Adr. Back, slave, or I will break thy pate acrofs.
E. Dro. And he will bless that cross with other Between you I shall have a holy head. [bearing. Adr. Hence, prating peasant, fetch thy master