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Ant. $. What gold is this? what Adam dost| Dro. S. Fly pride, says the peacock: Mistress, thou mean?
that you know. (Exeunt Ant. and Dro. Dro. S. Not that Adam, that kept the paradise, Cour. Now, out of doubi, Antipholus is mad, but that Adam, that keeps the prison : he that goes Else would he never so demean himself: in the call's-skin that was kill'd for the prodigal; A ring he hath of mine, worth (orty ducats, he that came behind you, sir, like an evil angel, And for the same he promisd me a chain ! and bid you forsake your liberty.
Both one, and other, he denies me now. Ant. $. I understand thee not.
The reason that I gather he is mad, Dro. S. No? why, 'tis a plain case: he that went (Besides this present instance of his rage,) like a base-viol, in a case of leather; the man, sir, Is a mad tale, he told to-day at dinner, that, when gentlemen are tired, gives them a fob, or his own doors being shut against his entrance. and 'rests them: he, sir, that takes pity on decayed Belike, his wife, acquainted with his fits, inen, and gives them suits of durance, he that sets On purpose shut the doors against his way. up his rest to do more exploits with his mace, than My way is now, to hie home to his house, a morris-pike.
And tell his wife, that, being lunatic,
Dro. S. Ay, sir, the sergeant of the band; he, My ring away: This course I fttest choose ; that brings any man to answer it, that breaks his For forty ducats is too much to lose. Exit band: one that thinks a man always going to bed, SCENE IV.-The same. Enter Antipholus of and says, God give you good rest. Ant. S. Well, sir, there rest in your foolery. Is
Ephesus, and an Officer. there any ship puts forth to-night? may we be gone?
Ani. E. Fear me not, man, I will not break away; Dro. $. Why, sir, I brought you word an hour I'll give thee, ere I leave thee, so much money since, that the bark Expedition put forth to-night; To warrant thee, as I am 'rested for. and then were you hindered by the sergeant, to My wife is in a wayward mood to-day; tarry for the hoy, Delay: Here are the angels that and will not lightly trust the messenger, you sent for, to deliver you.
That I should be attach'd in Ephesus : Ant. $. The fellow is distract, and so am l; I tell you, 'twill sound harshly in her ears.And here we wander in illusions ;
Enter Dromio of Ephesus, with a rope's end. Some blessed power deliver us from hence !
Here comes my man; I think, he brings the money. Enter a Courtezan.
How now, sir? have you that I sent you for? Cour. Well met, well met, master Antipholus. Dro. E. Here's that, I warrant you, will pay I see, sir, you have found the goldsmith now;
them all. Is that the chain, you promis'd me to-day? Ant. E. But where's the money ? Ant. S. Satan, avoid! I charge thee, tempt me Dro. E. Why, sir, I gave the money for the rope. not !
Ant. E. Five hundred ducats, villain, for a rope ? Dro. S. Master, is this mistress Satan?
Dro. E. I'll serve you, sir, five hundred at the rate. Ant. S. It is the devil.
Ant. E. To what end did I bid thee hie thee Dro. S. Nay, she is worse, she is the devil's dam;
home? and here she comes in the habit of a light wench; Dro. E. To a rope's end, sir ; and to that end and thereof comes, that the wenches say, God am I return'd. damn me, that's as much as to say, God make me Ant. E. And to that end, sir, I will welcome a light wench. It is written, they appear to men you.
[Beating him. like angels of light: light is an effect of fire, and Off. Good sir, be patient. fire will burn; ergo, light wenches will burn; Dro. E. Nay, 'tis for me to be patient; I am Come not near her.
in adversity, Cour. Your man and you are marvellous merry, off. Good now, hold thy tongue. sir.
Dro. E. Nay, rather persuade him to hold his Will you go with me? We'll mend our dinner here. hands.
Dro. s. Master, if you do expect spoon-meat, Ant. E. Thou whoreson, senseless villain! bespeak a long spoon.
Dro. E. I would I were senseless, sir, that I Ant. S. Why, 'Dromio ?
might not feel your blows. Dro. S. Marry, he must have a long spoon, Ant. E. Thou art sensible in nothing but blows, that must eat with the devil.
and so is an ass. Ant. S. Avoid then, fiend! what tell'st thou me Dro. E. I am an ass, indeed ;, you may prove it of supping ?
by my long ears. I have serv'd'him from the hour Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress :
of nativity to this instant, and have nothing at his I conjure thee to leave me, and be gone.
hands for my service, but blows: when I am cold, Cour. Give me the ring of mine you had at he heats me with beating: when I am warm, he dinner,
cools me with beating : I am waked with it, when Or, for my diamond, the chain you promis'd; I sleep; raised with it, when I sit; driven out of And I'll be gone, sir, and not trouble you. doors with it, when I go from home; welcomed Dro. S. Some devils ask but the paring of one's home with it, when I return: nay, I bear it on my nail,
shoulders, as a beggar wont her brat; and, I think, A rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin,
when he hath lamed me, I shall beg with it from A nut, a cherry-stone : but she, more covelous, door to door. Would have a chain. Master, be wise ; and if you give it her,
Enter Adriana, Luciana, and the Courtezan, with The devil will shake her chain, and fright us with it.
Pinch, and others. Cour. I pray you, sir, my ring, or else the chain ;) Anl. E. Come, go along; my wife is coming hope, you do not mean to cheat me so.
yonder. Aul. S. Avaunt, thou witch' Come, Dromio,
(1) Corrcct them all.
let us go
Dro. E. Mistress, respice finem, respect your I know it by their pale and deadly looks : end ; or rather the prophecy, like the parrot, Be- They must be bound, and laid in some dark room. ware the rope's end.
Ant. E. Say, wherefore didst thou lock me forth Ant. E. Wilt thou still talk ? [Beats him. to-day, Cour. How say you now? is not your husband And why dost thou deny the bag of gold ? mad?
Adr. I did not, gentle husband, lock thee forth. Adr. His incivility confirms no less.
Dro. E. And, gentle master, I receiv'd no gold ; Good doctor Pinch, you are a conjurer;
But I confess, sir, that we were lock'd out. Establish him in his true sense again,
Adr. Dissembling villain, thou speak'st false in And I will please you what you will demand.
both. Luc. Alas, how fiery and how sharp he looks ! Ant. E. Dissembling harlot, thou art false in all; Cour. Mark, how he trembles in his ecstasy! And art confederate with a damned pack, Pinch. Give me your hand, and let me feel your To make a loathsome abject scorn of me: pulse.
But with these nails I'll pluck out these false eyes, Ant. E. There is my hand, and let it feel your That would behold in me this shameful sport.
(Pinch and his assistants bind Ant. and Dro. Pinch. I charge thee, Satan, hous'd within this Adr. O, bind him, bind him, let him not come
man, To yield possession to my holy prayers,
Pinch. More company ;-the fiend is strong And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight;
within him. I conjure thee by all the saints in heaven.
Luc. Ah me, poor man, how pale and wan he Ant. E. Peace, doting wizard, peace; I am not looks! mad.
Ant. E. What, will you murder me? Thou Idr. O, that thou wert not, poor distressed soul ! gaoler, thou, Ant. E. You minion you, are these your cus- I am thy prisoner ; wilt thou suffer them tomers ?
To make a rescue ? Did this companion' with a saffron face
Masters, let him go; Revel and feast it at my house to-day,
He is my prisoner, and you shall not have him. Whilst upon me the guilty doors were shut, Pinch. Go, bind this man, for he is frantic too. And I denied to enter in my house?
Adr. What wilt thou do, ihou peevish: officer? Adr. O, husband, God doth know, you din'd at Hast thou delight to see a wretched man home,
Do outrage and displeasure to himself ? Where 'would you had remain'd until this time, of He is my prisoner; if I let him go, free from these slanders, and this open shame! The debt he owes will be requir'd of me. Ant. E. I din'd at home! Thou villain, what Adr. I will discharge thee, ere I go from thee: say'st thou ?
Bear me forthwith unto his creditor, Dro. E. Sir, sooth to say, you did not dine at home. And, knowing how the debt grows, I will pay it. int. E. Were not my doors lock'd up, and I Good master doctor, see him safe convey'd shut out?
Home to my house.- O most unhappy day! Dro. E. Perdy,’ your doors were lock'd, and Ant. E. O most unhappy® strumpet ! you shut out.
Dro. E. Master, I am here enter'd in bond for Ant. E. And did not she herself revile me there? Dro. E. Sans fable," she herself revil'd you there. Ant. E. Out on thee, villain! wherefore dost Ant. E. Did not her kitchen-maid rail, taunt, thou mad me? and scorn me?
Dro. E. Will you be bound for nothing? be mad, Dro. E. Certes,« she did; the kitchen-vestal Good master; cry, the devil.scorn'd you.
Luc. God help, poor souls, how idly do they talk. Ant. E. And did not I in rage depart from thence? Adr. Go, bear him hence.-Sister, go you with Dro. E. In verity you did ;-my bones bear witness,
(Ere. Pinch and assistants, with Ant. and Dro. That since have felt the vigour of his rage. Say now, whose suit is he arrested at ?
Adr. Is't good to sooth him in these contraries ? Off. One Angelo, a goldsmith; Do you know him? Pinch. It is no shame; the fellow finds his vein, Adr. I know the man: What is the sum he owes? And, yielding to him, humours well his frenzy. Off. Two hundred ducats. Ani. E. Thou hast suborn'd the goldsmith to Adr.
Say, how grows it due ? arrest me.
Off. Due for a chain, your husband had of him. Adr. Alas, I sent you money to redeem you, Adr. He did bespeak a chain for me, but had it By Dromio here, who came in haste for it. Dro. E. Money by me? heart and good-will Cour. When as your husband, all in rage, to-day you might,
Came to my house, and took away my ring, But, surely, master, not a rag of money.
(The ring I saw upon his finger now,), Anl. E. Went'st' not thou to her for a purse of Straight after, did'I meet him with a chain. ducats?
Adr. It may be so, but I did never see it :Adr. He came to me, and I deliver'd it. Come, gaoler, bring me where the goldsmith is, Luc. And I am witness with her, that she did. I long to know the truth hereof at large. Dro. E. God and the rope-maker bear me witness,
Enter Antipholus of Syracuse, with his rapier That I was sent for nothing out a rope !
drawn, and Dromio of Syracuse. Pinch. Mistress, both man and master is pos Luc. God, for thy mercy! they are loose again. sess'd;
Adr. And come with naked swords ; let's call
more help, (1) Fellow, 12) A corruption of the French oath-par dieu. (5) Foolish. 13) Withoui a fable. (4) Certainly.
(6) Cnhappy for unlucky, i. e. mischievous.
To have them bound again.
Enter the Abbcss. off.
Away, they'll kill us.
Abb. Be quiet, people ; Wherefore throng you (Exeunt ON. Adr. and Luc.
hither? Ant. S. I see, these witches are afraid of swords.
Adr. To setch my poor distracted husband hence, Dro. S. She, that would be your wise, now ran Let us come in, that we may bind him fast,
And bear him home for his recovery. Ant. S. Come to the Centaur; fetch our stuff Ang. I knew, he was not in his perfect wits. from thence :
Mer. I am sorry now, that I did draw on hima I long, that we were safe and sound aboard.
Abb. How long hath this possession held the Dro. S. Faith, stay here this night, they will
man? surely do us no harm; you saw, they speak us fair, Adr. This week he hath been heavy, sour, sad, give us gold: methinks, they are such a gentle And much, much different from the man he was; nation, that, but for the mountain of mad flesh that But, till this afternoon, his passion claims marriage of me, I could find in my heart to Ne'er brake into extremity of rage. stay here still, and turn witch.
Abb. Hath he not lost much wealth by wreck at Ant. $. I will not stay to-night for all the town:
sea ? Therefore away, lo get our stuff aboard. (Ere. Bury'd some dear friend? Hath not else his eye
Stray'd his affection in unlawful love?
Who give their eyes the liberty of gazing.
Which of these sorrows is he subject to?
Adr. To none of these, except it be the last: SCENE 1.-The same. Enter Merchant and Namely, some love, that drew him on from home. Angelo.
Abb. You should for that have reprehended him.
Adr. Why, so I did. Ang. I am sorry, sir, that I have hinder'd you; Abb.
Ay, but not rough enough. But, I protest, he had the chain of me,
Adr. As roughly, as my modesty would let me. Though most dishonestly he doth deny it.
Abb. Haply, in private. Mer. How is the man esteem'd here in the city ?
And in assemblies too. Ang. Of very reverend reputation, sir,
.Abb. Ay, but not enough. or credit infinite, highly belov'd,
Adr. It was the copy of our conference:
In company, I often glanced it';
The venom clamours of a jealous woman Good sir, draw near to me, I'll speak to him.
Poison more deadly than a mad dog's tooth. Signior Antipholus, I wonder much
It seems his sleeps were hindered by thy railing; That you would put me to this shame and trouble ; And thereof comes it that his head is light. And not without some scandal to yourself,
Thou say'st his meat was sauc'd with thy upbraidWith circumstance, and oaths, so to deny
ings : This chain, which now you wear so openly:
Unquiet meals make ill digestions, Besides the charge, the shame, imprisonment,
Thereof the raging fire of sever bred; You have done wrong to this my honest friend;
And what's a sever but a fit of madness? Who, but for staying on our controversy,
Thou say'st, his sports were hinder'd by thy brawls : Had 'hoisted sail, and put to sea to-day :
Sweet recreation barr'd, what doth ensue, This chain you had of me, can you deny it?
But moody and dull melancholy, Ant. s. I think, I had; I never did deny it.
(Kinsman to grim and comfortless despair ;) Mer. Yes, that you did, sir; and forswore it too. And, at her heels, a huge infectious troop Ant. S. Who heard me to deny it, or forswear it ? of pale distemperatures, and foes to life? Mer. These ears of mine, theu knowest, did In food, in sport, and life-preserving rest, hear thee :
To be disturbid, would mad or man, or beast; Fie on thee, wretch! 'tis pity, that thou liv'st
The consequence is then, thy jealous fits To walk where any honest men resort.
Have scared thy husband from the use of wits. Ant. S. Thou art a villain, to impeach me thus :
Luc. She never reprehended him but mildly, I'll prove mine honour, and mine honesty,
When he demeaned himself rough, rude, and Against thee presently, if thou dar’st stand.
wildly:Mer. I dare, and do defy thee for a villain.
Why bear you these rebukes, and answer not? [They draw.
Adr. She did betray me to my own reproof.
Good people, enter, and lay hold on him. Enter Adriana, Luciana, Courtezan, and others.
Abb. No, not a creature enters in my house.
Adr. Then, let your servants bring my husband Adr. Hold, hurt him not, for God's sake; he is forth.
Abb. Neither; he took this place for sanctuary, Some get within him,a take his sword away: And it shall privilege him from your hands, Bind Dromio too, and bear them to my house. Till I have brought him to his wits again, Dro. S. Run, master, run; for God's sake, take Or lose my labour in assaying it. a house.)
Adr. I will attend my husband, be his nurse, This is some priory ;-In, or we are spoil'd. Diet his sickness, for it is my office,
Exeunt Ant. and Dro. lo the priory. And will have no attorney but myself;
And therefore let me have him home with me. Drike. Long since, thy husband serv'd me in Abb. Be patient ; for I will not let him stir,
my wars ; Till I have us'd the approved means I have, And I to thee engag'd a prince's word, With wholesome syrups, drugs, and holy prayers, When thou didst make him master of thy bed, To make of him a formal man again :'
To do him all the grace and good I could.It is a branch and parcel of mine oath,
Go, some of you, knock at the abbey-gate, A charitable duty of my order;
And bid the lady abbess come to me; 'Therefore depart, and leave him here with me. I will determine this, before I stir. Adr. I will not hence and leave my husband
Enter a Servant. And ill doth it beseem your holiness,
Serv. O mistress, mistress, shist and save yourself! To separate the husband and the wise.
My master and his man are both broken loose, Abb. Be quiet and depart, thou shalt not have Beaten the maids a-row,' and bound the doctor, him.
(Exit Abbess. Whose beard they have singed off with brands of Luc. Complain unto the duke of this indignity.
Adr. Come, go ;. I will fall prostrate at his feet, And ever as it blazed, they threw on him And never rise until my tears and prayers Great pails of puddled mire to quench the hair ; Have won his grace to come in person hither, My master preaches patience to him, while and take perforce my husband from the abbess. His man with scissars nickså him like a fool:
Mer. By this, I think, the dial points at five: And, sure, unless you send some present help, Anon, I am sure, the duke himseli in person Between them they will kill the conjurer. Comes this way to the melancholy vale,
Adr. Peace, fool, thy master and his man are The place of death and sorry' execution, Behind the ditches of the abbey here.
false thou dost report to us. Ang. Upon what cause ?
Serv. Mistress, upon my life, I tell you true; Mer. To see a reverend Syracusan merchant, I have not breath'd almost, since I did see it. Who put unluckily into this bay
He cries for you, and vows, if he can take you, Against the laws and statutes of this town, To scorch your face, and to disfigure you: Beheaded publicly for his offence.
(Cry within. Ang. See, where they come; we will behold his Hark, hark, I hear him, mistress ; fly,
Duke. Come, stand by me, fear nothing: Guard Luc. Kneel to the duke, before he pass the abbey. with halberds. Enter Duke attended; Ægeon bare-headed; with That he is borne about invisible :
Adr. Ah me, it is my husband ! Witness you, the Headsman and other officers.
Even now we hous'd him in the abbey here; Duke. Yet once again proclaim it publicly, And now he's there, past thought of human reason. If any friend will pay the sum for him, He shall not die, so much we tender him.
Enter Antipholus and Dromio of Ephesus. Adr. Justice, most sacred duke, against the Ant. E. Justice, most gracious duke, oh, grant abbess!
me justice! Duke. She is a virtuous and a reverend lady; Even for the service that long since I did thee, It cannot be, that she bath done thee wrong. When I bestrid thee in the wars, and took Adr. May it please your grace, Antipholus, my Deep scars to save thy life ; even for the blood husband,
Thai then I lost for thee, now grant me justice. Whom I made lord of me and all I had,
Æge. Unless the fear of death doth make me dote, At your important letters,—this ill day
I see my son Antipholus and Dromio. A most outrageous fit of madness took him ; Ant. E. Justice, sweet prince, against that That desperately he hurried through the street
woman there. (With him his bondman, all as mad as he,) She whom thou gav'st to me to be my wife; Doing displeasure to the citizens
That hath abused and dishonour'd me, By rushing in their houses, bearing thence Even the strength and height of injury! Rings, jewels, any thing his rage did like. Beyond imagination is the wrong, Once did I get him bound, and sent him home, That she this day hath shameless thrown on me. Whilst to take orders for the wrongs I went,
Duke. Discover how, and thou shalt find me just. That here and there his fury had committed. Ant. E. This day, great duke, she shut the doors Anon, I wot not by what strong escape,
upon me, He broke from those that had the guard of him; While she with harlots' feasted in my house. And, with his mad attendant and himself,
Duke. A grievous fault : Say, woman, didst Each one with ireful passion, with drawn swords, thou so? Met us again, and, madly, bent on us,
Adr. No, my good lord ;-myself, he, and my Chas'd us away; till raising of more aid,
sister, We came again to bind them: then they fled To-day did dine together: So befall my soul, Into this abbey, whither we pursued them; As this is false, he burdens me withal ! And here the abbess shuts the gates on us, Luc. Ne'er may I look on day, nor sleep on night, And will not suffer us to fetch him out,
But she tells to your highness simple truth! Nor send him forth, that we may bear him hence. Ang. O perjur'd woman! They are both forTherefore, most gracious duke, with thy command,
Sworn, Let him be brought forth, and borne hence for In this the madman justly chargeth them. help.
Ant. E. My liege, I am advised what I say; (1) i.e. To bring him back to his senses.
(8) i.e. Cuts his hair close. (2) Part. (3) Sad. (4) Importunate. (9) Harlot was a term of reproach applied to 5 l.e. To take measures. (6) Know, cheats among men as well as to wantons among
) i. e. Successively, one after another. women.
Neither disturb'd with the effect of wine,
Duke. Why, this is strange:-Go call the abbess Nor heady-rash, provok'd with raging ire,
hither; Albeit, my wrongs might make one wiser mad. I think you are all mated,' or stark mad. This woman lock'd me out this day from dinner:
(Erit an attendant. That goldsmith there, were he not pack'd with her, Æge. Most mighty duke, vouchsafe me speak Could witness it, for he was with me then;
a word; Who parted with me to go fetch a chain, Haply I see a friend will save my life, Promising to bring it to the Porcupine,
And pay the sum that will deliver me.
Drike. Speak freely, Syracusan, what thou wilt.
Dro. E. Within this hour I was his bondman, sir, There did this perjur'd goldsmith swear me But he, I thank him, gnaw'd in two my cords ; down,
Now am I Dromio, and his man, unbound. That I this day of him receiv'd the chain,
Æge. I am sure, you both of you remember me. Which, God he knows, I saw not: for the which, Dro. E. Ourselves we do remember, sir, by you; He did arrest me with an officer.
For lately we were bound as you are now. I did obey; and sent my peasant home
You are not Pinch's patient, are you, sir ? For certain ducats: he with none return'd.
Æge. Why look you strange on me? you know Then fairly I bespoke the officer,
me well. To go in person with me to my house.
Ant. E. I never saw you in my life, till now. By the way we met
Æge. Oh! grief hath chang'd me, since you My wife, her sister, and a rabble more
saw me last; of vile confederates ; along with them
And careful hours, with Time's deformed hand, They brought one Pinch; å hungry lean-fac'd vil- Have written strange defeature'sa in my face: lain,
But tell me yet, dost thou not know my voice ? A mere anatomy, a mountebank,
Ant. E. Neither. A thread-bare juggler, and a fortune-teller ;
Dromio, nor thou ?
I am sure, thou dost.'
Dro. E. Ay, sir ? but I am sure, I do not; and
In seven short years, that here my only son
In sap-consuming winter's drizzled snow, Ran hither to your grace; whom I beseech And all the conduits of my blood froze up; To give me ample satisfaction
Yet hath my night of life some memory, For these deep shames and great indignities. My wasting lamp some fading glimmer left, Ang. My lord, in truth, thus far I witness with My dull deaf ears a little use to hear :
All these old witnesses (I cannot err,)
Duke. But had he such a chain of thee, or no? Ant. E. I never saw my father in my life.
Ant. E. The duke, and all that know me in the
city, After you first forswore it on the mart,
Can witness with me that it is not so;
Mike. I tell thee, Syracusan, twenty years
Ant. E. I never came within these abbey walls, Puring which time he ne'er saw Syracusa :
Enter the Abbess, with Antipholus Syracusan, and
Dromio Syracusan. I think, you all have drank of Circe's cup.
Abb. Most mighty duke, behold a man much
(Al gather to see him.
Dro. S. I, sir, am Dromio ; command him away. Cour. He did ; and from my finger snatch'd Dro. E. 1, sir, am Dromio; pray, let me stay. that ring.
Ant. S. Ægeon, art thou mot? or else his ghost? Ant. E. 'Tis true, my liege, this ring I had of her. Dro. S. O, my old master! who hath bound him Mike. Saw'st thou him enter at the abbey here?
here? Cour. As sure, my liege, as I do see your grace. Abb. Whoever bound him, I will loose his bonds, (1) Confounded. (2) Alteration of features.
13) Furrowed, lined.