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What then became of them, I cannot tells
Duke. Antipholis, thou cam'ft from Corinth first.
I Lord. E. Dro. And I with him. E. Ant. Brought to this town by that most famous
Adr. Which of you two did dine with me to day?
S. Ant. And so do I, yet she did call me so:
Ang. That is the Chain, Sir, which you had of me.
Adr. I sent you mony, Sir, to be your bail,
S. Ant. This purse of ducats I receiv'd from you,
E. Ant. These ducats pawn I for my father here.
my good cheer. Abb. Renowned Duke, vouchsafe to take the pains To go with us into the abbey here,
And hear at large discoursed all our fortunes :
[Exeunt. Manent the two Antiph. and two Dromio's. S. Dro. Master, shall I fetch your stuff from thipa
board? E. Ant. Dromio, what stuff of mine haft thou im.
bark'd ? S. Dro. Your goods, that lay at hoft, Sir, in the Centaur.
S. Ant. He speaks to me; I am your master, Dromio. Come, go with us, we'll look to that anon; Embrace thy brother there, rejoice with him.
[Exeunt Antipholis S. and E. (22) Thirty three years] 'Tis impoffible the Poet could be fo forgetful, as to design this Number here: and therefore I have ventur'd to alter it to twenty five, upon a Proof, that, I think, amounts to Demonstration. The Number, I presume, was at first wrote in figures, and, pero haps, blindly; and thence the Mistake might arise. Ægeon, in the if Scene of the ift Act, is precise as to the Time his Son left him, in Quett of his Brother :
My youngest Boy, and yet my eldef Care,
After his Brother, &c. And how long it was from the Son's thus parting from his Father, to their meeting again at Ephesus, where Ægeon, mistakenly, recognizes the Twin-brother for him ; we as precisely learn from another Passage in the 5th A&t. Æge. But seven years fince, in Syracula bay,
Thou know'A, we parted ; So that these two Numbers, put together, settle the Date of their Birth beyond Dispute.
S. Dřó. There is a fat friend at your mafter's house; That kitchen'd, me for you to day at dinner: She now shall be my filter, not my wife. E. Dro. Methinks, you are my glass, and not my
brother : I see by you, I am a sweet-fac!d youth: Will you walk' in to fee their gosiping?
S. Dro. Not I, Sir ; you're my elder.
E. Dró. That's a question :-) How shall I try it?
S. Dro. We'll draw icuts for the fenior : 'Till then, lead thou first. E. Dro. Nay, then thus
[Embracing We came into the world, like brother and brother: And now let's go hand in hand, not one before ano ther.
LEONTES, King of Sicilia.
Hermione, Queen to Lcontes.
Satyrs for a Dance, Shepherds, Shepherdesses, Guards,
SCENE, Sometimes in Sicilia ; Sometimes,