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SCENE 1.-The Same.

If not, I'll leave him to the officer.

Ant. E. I answer you! what should I answer you? Enter a Merchant, Angelo, and an Officer.

Ang. The money that you owe me for the chain. Mer. You know, since Pentecost the sum is due, Ant. E. I owe you none, till I receive the chain. And since I have not much importun'd you;

Ang. You know, I gave it you half an hour since. Nor now I had not, but that I am bound

Ant. E. You gave me none : you wrong me much To Persia, and want gilders for my voyage:

to say so. Therefore, make present satisfaction,

Ang. You wrong me more, sir, in denying it:
Or I'll attach you by this officer.

Consider how it stands upon my credit.
Ang. Even just the sum, that I do owe to you, Mer. Well, officer, arrest him at my suit.
Is growing to me by Antipholus ;

Off. I do, and charge you in the duke's name to And, in the instant that I met with you,

obey me. He had of me a chain : at five o'clock,

Ang. This touches me in reputation.-
I shall receive the money for the same.

Either consent to pay this sum for me,
Pleaseth you walk with me down to his house, Or I attach you by this officer.
I will discharge my bo and thank you too.

Ant. E. Consent to pay for that I never had ?
Enter AntiPHOLUS of Ephesus, and Dromio of Ephesus, Arrest me, foolish fellow, if thou dar’st.
from the Courtezan's.

Ang. Here is thy fee : arrest him, officer.Off. That labour may you save: see where he comes. I would not spare my brother in this case,

Änt. E. While I go to the goldsmith's house, go thou If he should scorn me so apparently. And buy a rope's end, that will I bestow

Off. I do arrest you, sir. You hear the suit. Among my wife and these confederates,

Ant. E. I do obey thee, till I give thee bail. — For locking me out of my doors by day.

But, sirrah, you shall buy this sport as dear, But soft, I see the goldsmith.—Get thee gone; As all the metal in your shop will answer. Buy thou a rope, and bring it home to me.

Ang. Sir, sir, I shall have law in Ephesus, Dro. E. I buy a thousand pound a-year? I buy a To your notorious shame, I doubt it not. rope?


Enter Dromio of Syracuse. Ant. E. A man is well holp up that trusts to you: Dro. S. Master, there is a bark of Epidamnum, I promis'd me your presence, and the chain,

That stays but till her owner comes aboard, But neither chain, nor goldsmith, came to me.

And then, sir, she bears away. Our fraughtage, sir, Belike, you thought our love would last too long, I have convey'd aboard, and I have bought If it were chain'd together, and therefore came not. The oil, the balsamum, and aqua-vitæ.

Ang. Saving your merry humour, here's the note The ship is in her trim : the merry wind How much your chain weighs to the utmost caract, Blows fair from land; they stay for nought at all, The fineness of the gold, and chargeful fashion, But for their owner, master, and yourself. Which doth amount to three odd ducats more

Ant. E. How now ? a madman! Why, thou peevish Than I stand debted to this gentleman:

sheep, I pray you, see him presently discharg'd,

What ship of Epidamnum stays for me? For he is bound to sea, and stays but for it.

Dro. S. A ship you sent me to, to hire waftage. Ant. E. I am not furnish'd with the present money; Ant. E. Thou drunken slave, I sent thee for a rope; Besides, I have some business in the town.

And told thee to what purpose, and what end. Good signior, take the stranger to my house,

Dro. S. You sent me for a rope's end as soon. And with you take the chain, and bid my wife You sent me to the bay, sir, for a bark. Disburse the sum on the receipt thereof:

Ant. E. I will debate this matter at more leisure, Perchance, I will be there as soon as you.

And teach your ears to list me with more heed. Ang. Then, you will bring the chain to her yourself? To Adriana, villain, hie thee straight; Ant. E. No; bear it with you, lest I come not time Give her this key, and tell her, in the desk enough.

That's cover'd o'er with Turkish tapestry, Ang. Well, sir, I will. Have you the chain about you? There is a purse of ducats : let her send it.

Ant. E. An if I have not, sir, I hope you have, Tell her, I am arrested in the street, Or else you may return without your money,

And that shall bail me. Hie thee, slave, be gone. Ang. Nay, come, I pray you, sir, give me the chain : On, officer, to prison till it come. Both wind and tide stay for this gentleman,

[Exeunt Merchant, ANGELO, Officer, and Ant. E. And I, to blame, have held him here too long.

Dro. S. To Adriana? that is where we din’d, Ant. E. Good lord! you use this dalliance, to excuse Where Dowsabel did claim me for her husband : Your breach of promise to the Porcupine.

She is too big, I hope, for me to compass. I should have chid you for not bringing it,

Thither I must, although against my will, But, like a shrew, you first begin to brawl.

For servants must their masters' minds fulfil. [Exit. Mer. The hour steals on : I pray you, sir, dispatch.

SCENE II.-The Same. Ang. You hear, how he importunes me: the chain

Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA. Ant. E. Why, give it to my wife, and fetch your money.

Adr. Ah! Luciana, did he tempt thee so? Ang. Come, come; you know, I gave it you even now. Might'st thou perceive austerely in his eye Either send the chain, or send by me some tokei. That he did plead in earnest? yea or no?

Ant. E. Fie! now you run this humour out of breath. Look'd he or red, or pale? or sad, or merry? Come, where's the chain? I pray you, let me see it. What observation mad'st thou in this case,

Mer. My business cannot brook this dalliance. Of his heart's meteors tilting in his face? Good sir, say, whe'r you'll answer me, or no?

Luc. First he denied you had in him no right.

Adr. He meant, he did me none: the more my spite. And bring thy master home immediately.-
Luc. Then swore he, that he was a stranger here. Come, sister; I am press'd down with conceit,
Adr. And true heswore, though yet forsworn he were. Conceit, my comfort, and my injury. [Exeunt.
Luc. Then pleaded I for you.

SCENE III.-The Sarne.

And what said he? Lue. That love I begg'd for you, he begg'd of me.

Enter Antipholus of Syracuse, wearing the chain. Adr. With what persuasion did he tempt thy love? Ant. S. There's not a man I meet but doth salute me,

Luc. With words, that in an honest suit might move. As if I were their well acquainted friend;
First, he did praise my beauty; then, my speech. And every one doth call me by my name.
Adr. Did'st speak him fair?

Some tender money to me, some invite me;

Have patience, I beseech. Some other give me thanks for kindnesses;
Adr. I cannot, nor I will not hold me still : Some offer me commodities to buy :
My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will. Even now a tailor call’d me in his shop,
He is deformed, crooked, old, and sere,

And show'd me silks that he had bought for me, Ill-fac’d, worse bodied, shapeless every where; And, therewithal, took measure of my body. Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind,

Sure, these are but imaginary wiles, Stigmatical in making, worse in mind.

And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here. Luc. Who would be jealous, then, of such a one?

Enter Dromio of Syracuse. No evil lost is wail'd when it is gone.

Dro. S. Master, here's the gold you sent me for. Adr. Ah! but I think him better than I

say, What have you got the picture of old Adam new And yet would herein others' eyes were worse.

apparell'd ? Far from her nest the lapwing cries away:

Ant. S. What gold is this? What Adam dost thou mean? My heart prays for him, though my tongue do curse. Dro. S. Not that Adam that kept the paradise, but Enier Dronio of Syracuse, running.

that Adam that keeps the prison : he that goes in the Dro. S. Here, go: the desk! the purse ! swift, now calfs-skin that was kill'd for the prodigal : he that make haste.

came behind you, sir, like an evil angel, and bid you Luc. How hast thou lost thy breath?

forsake your liberty. Dro. S.

By running fast. Ant. S. I understand thee not. Adr. Where is thy master, Dromio? is he well? Dro. S. No? why, 'tis a plain case : he that went,

Dro. S. No, he's in Tartar limbo, worse than hell: like a base-viol, in a case of leather: the man, sir, that, A devil in an everlasting garment hath him fell, when gentlemen are tired, gives them a fob, and 'rests One whose hard heart is button'd up with steel; them: he, sir, that takes pity on decayed men, and Who knows no touch of mercy, cannot feel;

gives them suits of durance; he that sets up his rest to A fiend, a fury, pitiless and rough;

do more exploits with his mace, than a morris-pike. A wolf, nay, worse, a fellow all in buff;

Ant. S. What, thou mean'st an officer ? A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one that counter- Dro. S. Ay, sir, the serjeant of the band; he that mands

brings any man to answer it, that breaks his band; one The passages and alleys, creeks and narrow lands: that thinks a man always going to bed, and says, A hound that runs counter, and yet draws dry-foot well; “ God give you good rest!” One that, before the judgment, carries poor souls to hell. Ant. S. Well, sir, there rest in your foolery. Is Adr. Why, man, what is the matter?

there any ship puts forth to-night? may we be gone? Dro. S. I do not know the matter: he is 'rested on Dro. S. Why, sir, I brought you word an hour since, the case.

that the bark Expedition put forth to-night; and then Adr. What, is he arrested ? tell me, at whose suit. were you hindered by the serjeant to tarry for the hoy

Dro. S. I know not at whose suit he is arrested well; Delay. Here are the angels that you sent for to deliver
But he's in a suit of buff which 'rested him, that can I tell. you.
Will you send him, mistress, redemption ? the money

Ant. S. The fellow is distract, and so am I,
in his desk?

And here we wander in illusions.
Adr. Go fetch it, sister. This I wonder at; Some blessed power deliver us from hence!

[Exit Luciana.

Enter a Courtezan. That he, unknown to me, should be in debt :

Cour. Well met, well met, master Antipholus.
Tell me, was he arrested on a band ?

I see, sir, you have found the goldsmith now:
Dro. S. Not on a band, but on a stronger thing; Is that the chain, you promis'd me to-day?
A chain, a chain : do you not hear it ring?

Ant. S. Satan, avoid! I charge thee, tempt me not! Adr. What, the chain ?

Dro. S. Master, is this mistress Satan? Dro. S. No, no, the bell. 'Tis time that I were gone : Ant. S. It is the devil. It was two ere I left him, and now the clock strikes one. Dro. S. Nay, she is worse, she is the devil's dam ;

Adr. The hours come back ! that did I never hear. and here she comes in the habit of a light wench : and Dro. S. O yes; if any hour meet a serjeant, 'a turns thereof comes that the wenches say,

“God damn me,” back for very fear.

that's as much as to say, “God make me a light wench." Adr. As if time were in debt! how fondly dost thou It is written, they appear to men like angels of light: reason!

light is an effect of fire, and fire will burn ; ergo, light Dro. S. Time is a very bankrupt, and owes more wenches will burn. Come not near her. than he's worth, to season.

Cour. Your man and you are marvellous merry,

sir. Nay, he's a thief too: have you not heard men say, Will you go wit me ? we'll mend our dinner here. That time comes stealing on by night and day? Dro. S. Master, if you do expect spoon-meat, beIf he be in debt and theft, and a serjeant in the way, speak a long spoon. Hath he not reason to turn back any hour in a day? Ant. S. Why, Dromio? Re-enter LUCIANA.

Dro. S. Marry, he must have a long spoon that must Adr. Go, Dromio: there's the money, bear it straight, eat with the devil.

you know.

Ant. S. Avoid, thou fiend! what tell'st thou me of my nativity to this instant, and have nothing at his supping?

hands for my service, but blows. When I am cold, he Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress :

heats me with beating; when I am warm, he cools me I conjure thee to leave me, and be gone.

with beating: I am wak'd with it, when I sleep; rais'd Cour. Give me the ring of mine you had at dinner, with it, when I sit; driven out of doors with it, when Or for my diamond the chain you promised,

I go from home; welcomed home with it, when I And I'll be gone, sir, and not trouble you.

return : nay, I bear it on my shoulders, as a beggar Dro. S. Some devils ask but the parings of one's wont her brat; and, I think, when he hath lamed me, nail,

I shall beg with it from door to door. A rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin, a nut, a cherry- Ant. E. Come, go along: my wife is coming yonder. stone;

Enter ADRIANA, Luciana, the Courtezan, and a But she, more covetous, would have a chain.

Schoolmaster called Pinch. Master, be wise : an if you give it her,

Dro. E. Mistress, respice finem, respect your end; The devil will shake her chain, and fright us with it. or rather the prophecy, like the parrot, "beware the

Cour. I pray you, sir, my ring, or else the chain. rope's end.” I hope you do not mean to cheat me so.

Ant. E. Wilt thou still talk ?

[Beats him. Ant. S. Avaunt, thou witch! Come, Dromio, let us go. Cour. How say you now? is not your husband mad? Dro. S. Fly pride, says the peacock : mistress, that Adr. His incivility confirms no less.

Exeunt Ant. and Dro. Good doctor Pinch, you are a conjurer; Cour. Now, out of doubt, Antipholus is mad,

Establish him in his true sense again, Else would he never so demean himself.

And I will please you what you will demand. A ring he hath of mine worth forty ducats,

Luc. Alas, how fiery and how sharp he looks ! And for the same he promis'd me a chain :

Cour. Mark, how he trembles in his ecstasy! Both one and other he denies me now.

Pinch. Give me your hand, and let me feel your The reason that I gather he is mad,

pulse. Besides this present instance of his rage,

Ant. E. There is my hand, and let it feel your ear. Is a mad tale he told to-day at dinner

Pinch. I charge thee, Satan, hous'd within this man, Of his own doors being shut against his entrance. To yield possession to my holy prayers, Belike, his wife, acquainted with his fits,

And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight: On purpose shut the doors against his way.

I conjure thee by all the saints in heaven. My way is now, to bie home to his house,

Ant. E. Peace, doting wizard, peace! I am not mad. And tell his wife, that, being lunatic,

Adr. O, that thou wert not, poor distressed soul ! He rush'd into my house, and took perforce

Ant. E. You minion, you; are these your customers? My ring away. This course I fittest choose,

Did this companion with the saffron face For forty ducats is too much to lose.

[Exit. Revel and feast it at my house to-day, SCENE IV.—The Same.

Whilst upon me the guilty doors were shut,

And I denied to enter in my house? Enter Antipholus of Ephesus, and a Jailor.

Adr. O, husband, God doth know, you din'd at home; Ant. E. Fear me not, man; I will not break away: Where 'would you had remain'd until this time, I'll give thee, ere I leave thee, so much money, Free from these slanders, and this open shame ! To warrant thee, as I am 'rested for.

Ant. E. Din'd at home! Thou, villain, what say'st My wife is in a wayward mood to-day,

thou ? And will not lightly trust the messenger :

Dro. E. Sir, sooth to say, you did not dine at home. That I should be attach'd in Ephesus,

Ant. E. Were not my doors lock'd up, and I shut I tell you, 'twill sound harshly in her ears.

out? Enter Dromio of Ephesus with a rope's-end. Dro. E. Perdy, your doors were lock'd, and you Here comes my man : I think he brings the money.-

shut out. How now, sir? have you that I sent you for ?

Ant. E. And did not she herself revile me there? Dro. E. Here's that, I warrant you, will pay them all. Dro. E. Sans fable, she herself revil'd you there. Ant. E. But where's the money?

Ant. E. Did not her kitchen-maid rail, taunt, and Dro. E. Why, sir, I gave


scorn me? Ant. E. Five hundred ducats, villain, for a rope ? Dro. E. Certes, she did; the kitchen-vestal scorn'd Dro. E. I'll serve you, sir, five hundred at the rate.

you. Ant. E. To what end did I bid thee hie thee home? Ant. E. And did not I in rage depart from thence ?

Dro. E. To a rope's end, sir; and to that end am I Dro. E. In verity, you did :—my bones bear witness, return'd.

That since have felt the rigour of his rage. Ant. E. And to that end, sir, I will welcome you. Adr. Is't good to soothe him in these contraries ?

[Beating him. Pinch. It is no shame : the fellow finds his vein, Jail. Good sir, be patient.

And, yielding to him, humours well his frenzy. Dro. E. Nay, 'tis for me to be patient; I am in Ant. E. Thou hast suborn’d the goldsmith to arrest me. adversity.

Adr. Alas, I sent you money to redeem you, Jail. Good now, hold thy tongue.

By Dromio here, who came in haste for it. Dro. E. Nay, rather persuade him to hold his hands. Dro. E. Money by me! heart and good-will you Ant. E. Thou whoreson, senseless villain !

might; Dro. E. I would I were senseless, sir ; that I might But, surely, master, not a rag of money. not feel your blows.

Ant. E. Went'st not thou to her for a purse of ducats! Ant. E. Thou art sensible in nothing but blows, Adr. He came to me, and I deliver'd it. and so is an ass.

Luc. And I am witness with ber that she did. Dro. E. I am an ass, indeed: you may prove it by Dro. E. God and the rope-maker now bear me my long ears. I have sery'd him from the hour of witness,

for the rope.


That I was sent for nothing but a rope !

Dro. E. Will you be bound for nothing ? be mad, Pinch. Mistress, both man and master is possessed : good master; I know it by their pale and deadly looks.

Cry, the devil. They must be bound, and laid in some dark room. Luc. God help, poor souls! how idly do they talk. Ånt. E. Say, wherefore didst thou lock me forth Adr. Go bear him hence.—Sister, go you with

[Exeunt Pinch and assistants with Ant, and Dro. And why dost thou deny the bag of gold ?

Say now, whose suit is he arrested at? Adr. I did not, gentle husband, lock thee forth. Jail, One Angelo, a goldsmith; do you know him ? Dro. E. And, gentle master, I receiv'd no gold; Adr. I know the man. What is the sum he owes ? But I confess, sir, that we were lock'd out.

Jail. Two hundred ducats. Adr. Dissembling villain! thou speak'st false in both. Adr.

Say, how grows it due ? Ant. E. Dissembling harlot! thou art false in all, Jail. Due for a chain your husband had of him. And art confederate with a damned pack

Adr. He did bespeak a chain for me, but had it not. To make a loathsome, abject scorn of me;

Cour. When as your husband, all in rage, to-day But with these nails I'll pluck out those false eyes, Came to my house, and took away my ring,, That would behold in me this shameful sport. (The ring I saw upon his finger now) Enter three or four, and bind AntiPholus and Dromio. Straight after did I meet him with a chain. Adr. O bind him, bind him ! let him not come near Adr. It may be so, but I did never see it.

Come, jailor, bring me where the goldsmith is : Pinch. More company !- the fiend is strong within I long to know the truth hereof at large. him.

Enter Antipholus of Syracuse, with his rapier drawn, Luc. Ah me! poor man, how pale and wan he looks.

and Dromio of Syracuse. Ant. E. What, will you murder me? Thou jailor, Luc. God, for thy mercy! they are loose again. thou,

Adr. And come with naked swords. Let's call more I am thy prisoner: wilt thou suffer them

help, To make a rescue ?

To have them bound again.
Masters, let him go :


Away! they'll kill us. He is my prisoner, and you shall not have him.

[Exeunt ADRIANA, Luciana, and Jailor. Pinch. Go, bind this man, for he is frantic too. Ant. S. I see, these witches are afraid of swords. Adr. What wilt thou do, thou peevish officer? Dro. S. She, that would be your wife, now ran from Hast thou delight to see a wretched man

you. Do outrage and displeasure to himself?

Ant. S. Come to the Centaur; fetch our stuff from Jail. He is my prisoner: if I let him go,

thence : The debt he owes will be requir’d of me.

I long, that we were safe and sound aboard. Adr. I will discharge thee, ere I go from thee. Dro. S. Faith, stay here this night, they will surely Bear me forth with unto his creditor,

do us no harm ; you saw they spake us fair, gave us And, knowing how the debt

I will


it. gold. Methinks they are such a gentle nation, that Good master doctor, see him safe convey'd

but for the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage Home to my house.—0, most unhappy day!

of me, I could find in my heart to stay here still, and Ant. E. O, most unhappy strumpet !

turn witch. Dro. E. Master, I am here enter'd in bond for you. Ant. S. I will not stay to-night for all the town; Ant. E. Out on thee, villain! wherefore dost thou Therefore away, to get out stuff aboard. [Exeunt.

mad me?

ACT V. SCENE I.-The Same. Before an Abbey.

You have done wrong to this my honest friend;

Who, but for staying on our controversy,
Enter Merchant and AngelO.

Had hoisted sail, and put to sea to-day.
Ang. I am sorry, sir, that I have hinder'd you ; This chain, you had of me : can you deny it?
But, I protest, he had the chain of me,

Ant. S. I think, I had : I never did deny it.
Though most dishonestly he doth deny it.

Mer. Yes, that you did, sir ; and forswore it too. Jer. How is the man esteem'd here in the city ? Ant. S. Who heard me to deny it, or forswear it? Ang. Of very reverend reputation, sir,

Mer. These ears of mine, thou knowest, did hear Of credit infinite, highly belov'd,

thee. Second to none that lives here in the city :

Fie on thee, wretch! 'tis pity that thou liv'st His word might bear my wealth at any


To walk where any honest men resort. Mer. Speak softly : yonder, as I think, he walks. Ant. S. Thou art a villain to impeach me thus.

Enter ANTIPHOLUS and Dromio of Syracuse. I'll prove mine honour and mine honesty Årg. 'Tis so; and that self chain about his neck, Against thee presently, if thou dar'st stand. Which he forswore most monstrously to have.

Mer. I dare, and do defy thee for a villain. [ They draw. Good sir, draw near with me, I'll speak to him.- Enter AdrianA, LUCIANA, Courtezan, and Others. Signior Antipholus, I wonder much

Adr. Hold! hurthim not, for God's sake! heis mad.That you would put me to this shame and trouble ; Some get within him; take his sword away. And not without some scandal to yourself,

Bind Dromio too, and bear them to my house. With circumstance and oaths so to deny

Dro. S. Run, master, run; for God's sake take a house! This chain, which now you wear so openly:

This is some priory :-in, or we are spoil'd. Beside the charge, the shame, imprisonment,

[Exeunt ANTIPHOLUS and Dromio to the Abbey. Enter the Lady Abbess.

With wholesome syrups, drugs, and holy prayers, Abb. Be quiet, people. Wherefore throng you To make of him a formal man again. hither?

It is a branch and parcel of mine oath,
Adr. To fetch my poor distracted husband hence. A charitable duty of my order ;
Let us come in, that we may bind him fast,

Therefore depart, and leave him here with me.
And bear him home for his recovery.

Adr. I will not hence, and leave my husband here; Ang. I knew, he was not in his perfect wits. And ill it doth beseem your holiness Mer. I am sorry now, that I did draw on him.

To separate the husband and the wife. Abb. How long hath this possession held the man ? Abb. Be quiet, and depart : thou shalt not have him. Adr. This week he hath been heavy, sour, sad ;

[Exit Abbess. And much different from the man he was;

Luc. Complain unto the duke of this indignity. But, till this afternoon, his passion

Adr. Come, go : I will fall prostrate at his feet, Ne'er brake into extremity of rage.

And never rise, until my tears and prayers Abb. Hath he not lost much wealth by wreck of sea ? Have won his grace to come in person hither, Buried some dear friend? Hath not esse his eye And take perforce my husband from the abbess. Stray'd his affection in unlawful love ?

Mer. By this, I think, the dial points at five : A sin prevailing much in youthful men,

Anon, I'm sure, the duke himself in person Who give their eyes the liberty of gazing.

Comes this way to the melancholy vale, Which of these sorrows is he subject to ?

The place of death and solemn execution, Adr. To none of these, except it be the last; Behind the ditches of the abbey here. Namely, some love, that drew him oft from home.

Ang. Upon what cause ? Abb. You should for that have reprehended him. Mer. To see a reverend Syracusian merchant, Adr. Why, so I did.

Who put unluckily into this bay

Ay, but not rough enough. Against the laws and statutes of this town,
Adr. As roughly as my modesty would let me. Beheaded publicly for his offence.
Abb. Haply, in private.

Ang. See, where they come: we will behold his death. Adr.

And in assemblies too. Luc. Kneel to the duke before he pass the abbey. Abb. Ay, but not enough.

Enter Duke attended; Ægeon bare-headed; with the Adr. It was the copy of our conference.

Headsman and other Officers. In bed, he slept not for my urging it;

Duke. Yet once again proclaim it publicly, At board, he fed not for my urging it;

If any friend will pay the sum for him, Alone, it was the subject of my theme;

He shall not die, so much we tender him. In company, I often glanc'd at it:

Adr. Justice, most sacred duke, against the abbess ! Still did I tell him it was vile and bad.

Duke. She is a virtuous and a reverend lady: Abb. And thereof came it that the man was mad : It cannot be, that she hath done thee wrong. The venom clamours of a jealous woman

Adr. May it please your grace, Antipholus, my Poison more deadly than a mad dog's tooth.

It seems, his sleeps were hind'red by thy railing, Whom I made lord of me, and all I had,
And thereof comes it, that his head is light.

At your important letters, this ill day
Thou say’st, his meat was sauc'd with thy upbraidings: A most outrageous fit of madness took him,
Unquiet meals make ill digestions ;

That desperately he hurried through the street, Thereof the raging fire of fever bred :

(With him his bondman, all as mad as he) And what's a fever but a fit of madness?

Doing displeasure to the citizens
Thou say'st, his sports were hinder’d by thy brawls : By rushing in their houses, bearing thence
Sweet recreation barr'd, what doth ensue,

Rings, jewels, any thing his rage did like.
But moody and dull melancholy,

Once did I get him bound, and sent him home, Kinsman to grim and comfortless despair,

Whilst to take order for the wrongs I went, And at her heels a huge infectious troop

That here and there his fury had committed. Of pale distemperatures, and foes to life ?

Anon, I wot not by what strange escape, In food, in sport, and life-preserving rest

He broke from those that had the guard of him, To be disturb'd, would mad or man or beast.

And with his mad attendant and himself, The consequence is, then, thy jealous fits

Each one with ireful passion, with drawn swords, Have scar'd thy husband from the use of wits. Met us again, and, madly bent on us, Luc. She never reprehended him but mildly, Chas'd us away ; till

, raising of more aid, When he demean’d himself rough, rude, and wildly. We came again to bind them. Then they filed Why bear you these rebukes, and answer not? Into this abbey, whither we pursued them;

Ådr. She did betray me to my own reproof.- And here the abbess shuts the gates on us, Good people, enter, and lay hold on him.

And will not suffer us to fetch him out, Abb. No; not a creature enters in my house. Nor send him forth, that we may bear him hence. Adr. Then, let your servants bring my husband forth. Therefore, most gracious duke, with thy command,

Abb. Neither: he took this place for sanctuary, Let him be brought forth, and borne hence for help. And it shall privilege him from your hands,

Duke. Long since thy husband serv'd me in my wars, Till I have brought him to his wits again,

And I to thee engag'd a prince's word, Or lose my labour in essaying it.

When thou didst make him master of thy bed, Adr. I'will attend my husband, be his nurse, To do him all the grace and good I could.Diet his sickness; for it is my office,

Go, some of you, knock at the abbey gate, And will have no attorney but myself,

And bid the lady abbess come to me. And therefore let me have him home with me.

I will determine this, before I stir. Abb. Be patient; for I will not let him stir,

Enter a Servant. Till I have us’d the approved means I have,

Serv. O mistress, mistress ! shift and save yourself.

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