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The phantom of the moment, hath possest him;
Adr. Pray, Heaven, it may;
For till he shake it off, no mate have I,
Enter ANTIPHOLIS OF SYRACUSE.
Ant. of Syr. There's not a man I meet but doth
As if I were his well acquainted friend;
And every one doth call me by my name.
While others give me thanks for kindnesses.
And show'd me silks that he had bought for me,
And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here.
Enter DROMIO OF SYRACUSE.
Dro. of Syr. Master, here's the gold you sent me for.-What, have you got rid of the fiend?
Ant. of Syr. What gold is this?-What fiend dost thou mean?
Dro. of Syr. He that came behind you, sir, like an evil angel, and bid you forsake your liberty. Ant. of Syr. Mean'st thou an officer?
Dro. of Syr. Ay, sir, the sergeant of the band-he
that brings any man to answer it, that breaks his bond. One that thinks a man always going to bed, and says, Heaven send you good rest!
Ant. of Syr. Well, sir, there rest your foolery!-Is there any ship puts forth to-night? May we begone?
Dro. of Syr. Why, sir, I brought you word, an hour since, that the Bark, Expedition, puts forth to night; and then were you hindered by the sergeant, to tarry for the hoy, Delay. Here are the angels, that you sent for, to deliver you.
Ant. of Syr. The fellow is distract, and so am I ; And here we wander in illusion
Some blessed power deliver us from hence !—
Lesbia. Well met, well met, Master Antipholis!
Lesbia. Not know me ?-how?-Am I not Lesbia
No touch of modesty? Why will you tear
Ant. of Syr. I promis'd thee?
Lesbia. Ay, as we sat at dinner.
Ant. of Syr. I ne'er beheld thy face until this in
Lesbia. And told'st me that thy wife
Ant. of Syr. My wife?—thou sorceress !
Dro. of Syr. Master, you certainly have been mar
And have forgot it.
Lesbia. Say, did you not, Antipholis ?
Lesbia. Nor take my ring?
Ant. of Syr. No, no-nor comprehend
[Exit.-LESBIA, offering to follow. Dro. of Syr. No, you don't. [Draws.] Here's my charm against witches.-Mistress, it is written that evil spirits appear to men like angels of light. Light is an effect of fire, and fire will burn.-Ergo-light wenches will burn-therefore we will not trust ourselves near you.
[Exit. Lesbia. Now out of doubt, Antipholis is mad, Else would he never so demean himself.
A ring he hath of mine worth forty ducats,
Both one and other he denies me now.
What then remains! what measures shall I take?
He rush'd into my house, and took, perforce,
My ring away-This course I fittest chuse,
To right myself against this madman's wrong. [Exit.
Enter ANTIPHOLIS OF EPHESUS and OFFICER.
Ant. of Eph. Fear me not, man! I will not break
I'll give thee, ere I leave thee, so much money
Enter DROMIO OF EPHESUS, with a Rope.
Ant. of Eph. How now, sir, have you that I sent you for?
Dro. of Eph. Here's that, I'll warrant you, will pay
Ant. of Eph. But where's the money?
Dro. of Eph. Why, sir, I gave the money for the
Ant. of Eph. Five hundred ducats, villain, for a rope?
Dro. of Eph. I'll serve you, sir, five thousand at that
Ant. of Eph. To what end did I bid thee hie thee
Dro. of Eph. To a rope's end, sir, and to that end am I return'd.
Ant. of Eph. And to that end, sir, will I welcome [Beats him.
Offi. Good sir, be patient.
Dro. of Eph. Nay, 'tis for me to be patient, I am in adversity.
Offi. Good now, hold thy tongue.
Dro. of Eph. Nay, rather persuade him to hold his hands.
Ant. of Eph. Thou whoreson, senseless villain!
Dro. of Eph. I would I were senseless, sir, that I might not feel your blows.
Ant. of Eph. Thou art sensible in nothing but blows, and so is an ass.
Dro. of Eph. I am an ass, indeed, you may prove
it by my endurance. hour of my nativity to this instant, and have had nothing at his hands for my service but blows-When I am cold, he heats me with beating; when I am warm, he cools me with beating. I am waked with it when I sleep, raised with it when I sit, driven out of doors with it when I go abroad, welcomed home with it when I return; nay, I bear it on my shoulders, as a beggar does her brat-and, I think, when he hath lamed me, I shall beg with it from door to door.
I have served him from the
Ant. of Eph. Well, we'll along; my wife is coming yonder.
Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, LESBIA, DR. PINCH, &c.
Dro. of Eph. Mistress, respice finem, respect your end-or rather the prophecy, like the parrot, beware of the rope's end.
Ant. of Eph. Wilt thou still prate? art thou not quieted?
Then take thou that, and that.
Offi. Good sir, be patient.
Lesbia. How say you now? Is not your husband mad?
Adr. His incivility confirms no less;
Luc. Alas! how fiery and how fierce he looks!
Ant. of Eph. There is my hand, and let it feel your [Strikes.
Pinch. I charge thee, Satan, hous'd within this
To yield possession to my holy prayers;
And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight.