And, knowing how the debt grows, I will pay it. Dro. E. Master, I am here enter'd in bond for you. Ant. E. Out on thee, villain! wherefore dost thou mad me? Dro. E. Will you be bound for nothing? be mad, Good master; cry, the devil. Luc. God help, poor souls, how idly do they talk! Adr. Go bear him hence.-Sister, go you with me. [Exeunt PINCH and Assistants, with ANT. E. and DRO. E. Say now, whose suit is he arrested at? Off. One Angelo, a goldsmith; Do you know him? Adr. I know the man: What is the sum he owes? Off. Two hundred ducats. Adr. not. Cour. When as your husband, all in rage, to-day Came to my house, and took away my ring, (The ring I saw upon his finger now,) Straight after, did I meet him with a chain. Adr. It may be So, but I did never see it :Come, gaoler, bring me where the goldsmith is, I long to know the truth hereof at large. I - unhappy strumpet!] Unhappy is here used in one of the senses of unlucky; í. e. mischievous. STEEVENS. Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse, with his Rapier drawn, and DROMIO of Syracuse. Luc. God, for thy mercy! they are loose again. Adr. And come with naked swords; let's call more help, To have them bound again. Off. Away, they'll kill us. [Exeunt Officer, ADR. and Luc. Ant. S. I see, these witches are afraid of swords. Dro. S. She, that would be your wife, now ran from you. Ant. S. Come to the Centaur; fetch our stuff* from thence: I long, that we were safe and sound aboard. Dro. S. Faith, stay here this night, they will surely do us no harm; you saw, they speak us fair, give us gold: methinks, they are such a gentle nation, that but for the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of me, I could find in my heart to stay here still, and turn witch. Ant. S. I will not stay to night for all the town; Therefore away, to get our stuff aboard. our stuff-] i. e. our baggage. issued for the Royal Progresses in the baggage was always thus denominated. [Exeunt. In the orders that were last century, the king's MALONE. ACT V. SCENE I. The same. Enter Merchant and ANGElo. Ang. I am sorry, sir, that I have hinder'd you; Second to none that lives here in the city; Enter ANTIPHOLUS and DROMIO of Syracuse. Ang. "Tis so; and that self chain about his neck, Which he foreswore, most monstrously, to have. Good sir, draw near to me, I'll speak to him.Signior Antipholus, I wonder much That you would put me to this shame and trouble; Fye on thee, wretch! 'tis pity, that thou liv'st Ant. S. Thou art a villain to impeach me thus: I'll prove mine honour and mine honesty Against thee presently, if thou dar'st stand. Mer. I dare, and do defy thee for a villain. [They draw! Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, Courtezan, and Others. Adr. Hold, hurt him not, for God's sake; he is mad; Some get within him, take his sword away: 4 This is some priory ;-In, or we are spoil'd. [Exeunt ANT. S. and DRO. S. to the Priory. Enter the Abbess. Abb. Be quiet, people; Wherefore throng you hither? Adr. To fetch my poor distracted husband hence : Let us come in, that we may bind him fast, And bear him home for his recovery. Ang. I knew, he was not in his perfect wits. Mer. I am sorry now, that I did draw on him. Abb. How long hath this possession held the man ? Adr. This week he hath been heavy, sour, sad, And much, much different from the man he was; But, till this afternoon, his passion Ne'er brake into extremity of rage. 3 -get within him,] i. e. close with him, grapple with him. 4 take a house.] i. e. go into a house. So, we say-a dog takes the water. STEEVENS. Abb. Hath he not lost much wealth by wreck at sea? Buried some dear friend? Hath not else his eye A sin, prevailing much in youthful men, 2 Adr. To none of these, except it be the last; Namely, some love, that drew him oft from home. Abb. You should for that have reprehended him. Adr. Why, so I did. Abb. Ay, but not rough enough. Adr. As roughly, as my modesty would let me. Abb. Haply, in private. Adr. Abb. Ay, but not enough. And in assemblies too. Adr. It was the copy of our conference: Still did I tell him it was vile and bad. Abb. And thereof came it, that the man was The venom clamours of a jealous woman Unquiet meals make ill digestions, Thereof the raging fire of fever bred; And what's a fever but a fit of madness? Thou say'st, his sports were hinder'd by thy brawls: the copy-] i. e. the theme. We still talk of setting copies for boys. STEEVENS. |