But, sirrab, you shall buy this sport as dear As all the metal in your shop will answer. Ang. Sir, Sir, I shall have law in Ephesus, To your notorious shame, I doubt it not. Enter DROMIO of Syracuse. Dro. S. Master, there is a bark of Epidam num, That stays but till her owner comes aboard, I have convey'd aboard; and I have bought Ant. E. How now! a madman! why thou peevish sheep, What ship of Epidamnum stays for me? Dro. S. A ship you sent me to, to hire waftage. I Ant. E. Thou drunken slave, I sent thee for a rope; And told thee to what purpose and what end. Dro. S. You sent me, Sir, for a rope's end as soon: You sent me to the bay, Sir, for a bark. And teach your ears to listen with more heed. [Exeunt MERCHANT, ANGELO, OFFICER, Dro. S. To Adriana! that is where he din'd, Where Dowsabel did claim me for her hus band: She is too big, I hope, for me to compass. SCENE 11.-The same. Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA. Adr. Ah! Luciana, did he tempt thee so? Might'st thou perceive austerely in his eye That he did plead in earnest, yea or no? Look'd he or red, or pale; or sad, or merrily? What observation mad'st thou in this case, Of his heart's meteors tilting in his face ? Luc. First he denied you had in him no right. Adr. He meant, he did me none: the more my spite. Luc. Then swore he, that he was a stranger here. Adr. And true be, swore, though yet forsworn he were. I'll-fac'd, worse-bodied, shapeless every where ; Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind; Stigmatical in making, worse in mind. Luc. Who would be jealous then of such a one? No evil lost is wail'd when it is gone. Adr. Ab but I think him better than I say, And yet would herein others' eyes were Luc. Then pleaded 1 for you. Luc. That love 1 begg'd for you, be begg'd of me. Adr. With what persuasion did he tempt thy love? Luc. With words that in an honest suit might Freight, cargo. + Silly. 1 Carriage. An allusion to the redness of the northern lights, likened to the appearance of armies. Dry, withered. were gone. It was two ere I left him, and now the clock strikes one. Adr. The hours come back! that did I never hear. Dro. S. O yes, if any hour meet a sergeant, a 'turns back for very fear. Adr. As if time were in debt! how fondly dost thou reason? Dro. S. Time is a very bankrupt, and owes more than he's worth to season. Nay, he's a thief too have you not heard men say, That time comes stealing on by night and day ? If he be in debt, and theft, and a sergeant in the way, Hath be not reason to turn back an hour in a day. Enter LUCIANA. Adr. Go, Dromio; there's the money, bear it straight; And bring thy master home immediately.— • Marked by wature with deformity. + Who crieth most where her nest is not. 1 The officers in those days were clad in buff, which is also a a cant expression for a man's skin, Hell was the cant term for prison. L.e. Bond. As if I were their well-acquainted friend; Enter DROM10 of Syracuse. Dro. S. Master, here's the gold you sent me for: What, have you got the picture of old Adam new apparelled? Ant. S. What gold is this? what Adam dost thou mean? Dro. S. Not that Adam, that kept the paradise, but that Adam, that keeps the prison: he that goes in the calf's skin that was killed for the prodigal; he that came behind you, Sir, like an evil angel, and bid you forsake your liberty. SCENE III-The same. Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse. Ant. S. There's not a man I meet, but doth Or, for my diamond, the chain you promis'd; salute me And I'll be gone, Sir, and not trouble you. Dro. S. Some devils ask but the paring of one's nail, A rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin, A nut, a cherry-stone but she, more covetons, Master, be wise; and if you give it her, Ant. S. I understand thee not. Dro. S. No? why, 'tis a plain case: he that went like a base-viol, in a case of leather; the man, Sir, that, when gentlemen are tired, gives them a fob, and 'rests them; he, Sir, that takes pity on decayed men, and gives them suits of durance; he that sets up his rest to do more exploits with his mace, than a morrispike. Dro. S. Marry, he must have a long spoon, that must eat with the devil. Cour. Your man and you are marvellous merry, Sir. there. Will you go with me? We'll mend our dinner Dro. S. Master, you do expect spoon-meat, or bespeak a long spoon. Ant. S. Why, Dromio? • Fanciful conceptica. Ant. S. Avoid then, fiend? why tell'st thou me of supping? Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress : I conjure thee to leave me, and be gone. Cour, Give me the ring of mine you had at dinner, Cour. pray you, Sir, the ring, or else the chain; I hope, you do not mean to cheat me so. Dro. S. Fly pride, says the peacock : [Exeunt ANT. and Pro. Cour. Now, out of doubt, Antipholas is mad, Else would he never so demean himself: A ring he hath of mine worth forty ducats, And for the same he promised me a chain! Both one, and other, he denies me now. The reason that I gather he is mad, (Besides this present instance of his rage,) is a mad tale, he told, to-day at dinner, Of his own doors being shut against his e trance. Belike, his wife, acquainted with his fits, (Exit. SCENE IV.-The same. Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus, and an To warrant thee, as I am 'rested, for. tell you, 'twill sound harshly in her ears.— Enter a COURTEZAN. money. Cour. Well met, well met, master Anti- How now, Sir ? have you that I sent you fort Dro. E. Here's that, I warrant you, will pay them all. pholus, I see, Sir, you have found the goldsmith now; Ant. S. Satan, avoid! I charge thee tempt Dro. S. Master, is this mistress Satan? Dro. S. Nay, she is worse, she is the devil's dam; and here she comes in the habit of a light wench; and thereof comes, that the wenches say, God damn me, that's as much as to say, God make me a light wench. It is written they appear to men like angels of light: light is au effect of fire, and fire will burn; ergo, light wenches will burn; Come not near her. Enter DROMIO of Ephesus with a rope's end. Ant. E. But where's the money ↑ Dro. E. Why, Sir, I gave the money for the Ant. E. To what end did I bid thee hie thee home? Dro. E. To a rope's end, Sir: and to that end ami return'd. Ant. E. And to that end, Sir; I will wel Off. Good Sir, be patient. in Dro. E. Nay, 'tis for me to be patient; 1 an adversity. Og. Good now, hold thy tongue. Dro. E. Nay, rather persuade him to hold his hands. Ant. E. Thou whoresou, senseless villasa! Correct them all. Dro. E. I would I were senseless, Sir, that I might not feel your blows. Ant. E. Thou art sensible in nothing but blows, and so is an ass, Dro. E. I am an ass, indeed; you may prove it by my long ears. I have serv'd him from the hour of nativity to this instant, and have 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 from home; welcomed home with it, when I return: nay, I bear it on my shoulders, as a beggar wont her brat; and, I think, when he hath lamed me, I shall beg with it from door to door. Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, and the COURTEZAN, with PINCH, and others. Ant. E. Come, go along; my wife is coming yonder, Dro. E. Mistress, respice finem, respect your end; or rather the prophecy, like the parrot, Beware the rope's end. Ant. E. Wilt thou still talk? [Beats him. Cour. How say you now? is not your husband mad? Adr. His incivility confirms no less.Good doctor Pinch, you are a conjurer; Establish him in bis true sense again, And I will please you what you will demand. Luc. Alas, how fiery and how sharp he looks! Cour. Mark, how he trembles in his extacy! Pinch. Give me your hand, aud let me feel your pulse. Ant. E. There is my hand, and let it feel your ear. Pinch. I charge thee, Satan, hous'd within this man, To yield possession to my holy prayers, Adr. Oh! that thou wert not, poor distressed soul ! Ant. E. You minion you, are these your cus tomers? Did this companion with a saffron face Where 'would you had remain'd until this time, Dro. E. Sir, sooth to say, you did not dine at home. Ant. E. Were not my doors lock'd up, and I shut ont? Dro. E. Perdy, your doors were lock'd, and you shut out. Ant. E. And did not she herself revile me there? Dro. E. Sans fable, she herself revil'd you there. Ant. E. Did not her kitchen maid rail, taunt, and scorn me? Dro. E. Certes, she did: the kitchen-vestal scorn'd you. Ant. E. And did not I in rage depart from thence? Dro. E. In verity you did;-my bones bear witness, That since have felt the vigour of his rage. Adr. Is't good to soothe him in these con traries ? Pinch. It is no shame; the fellow finds his vein, And, yielding to him, humours well his frenzy. Ant. E. Thou hast suborn'd the goldsmith to arrest me. Adr. Alas! I sent you money to redeem you. By Dromio here, who came in haste for it. Dro. E. Money by me? heart and good-will you might, But surely, master, not a rag of money. Ant. E. Went'st not thou to her for a purse of ducats? Fellow. A corruption of the French oath--par Dieu. Without a fable. $ Certainly. Do outrage and displeasure to himself? The debt he owes, will be requir'd of me. Adr. I will discharge thee, ere I go from thee: Bear me forthwith unto his creditor, 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! you Adr. Go bear him hence.-Sister, go with me.[Exeunt PINCH and Assistants with ANT. and DRO. Say now, whose suit is he arrested at? Offi. One Angelo, a goldsmith; Do you know | Had hoisted sail, and put to sea to-day: Adr. I know the man: What is the sum be too. Offi. Two hundred ducats. Ant. S. Who heard me to deny it, or far- Offi. Due for a chain your husband had of him. Mer. These ears of mine, thou knowest, did hear thee: Adr. He did bespeak a chain for me, but had it 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, jailer, bring me where the goldsmith is, 1 long to know the truth hereof at large. Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse, with his ra pier drawn, and DROMIO of Syracuse. To have them bound again. [Exeunt OFFICER. ADR. and Luc. Ant. E. 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. ACT V. SCENE 1.-The same. [Exeunt. Fie on thee, wretch! 'tis pity that thou liv'st Ant. S. Thou art a villain, to impeach me Enter MERCHANT and ANGELO. I'll prove mine honour, and mine honesty Adr. Hold, hurt him not, for God's sake; be This is some priory;-In, or we are spoil'd. you; But I protest, he had the chain of me, Mer. How is the man esteem'd here in the Ang. Of very reverend reputation, Sir, Enter ANTIPHOLUS and DROMIO of Syracuse. trouble; And not without some scandal to yourself, • Baggage. Adr. This week he hath been beavy, sour, and sad, And much, much different from the man be 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. Adr. And in assemblies too. Adr. It was the copy of our conference: Abb. And thereof came it, that the man was The venom clamours of a jealous woman And thereof comes it that is bead is light. Unquiet meals make ill digestions, Thou say'st, his sports were hinder'd by thy Doing displeasure to the citizens brawls: Sweet recreation barr'd, what doth ensue, Why bear you these rebukes, and answer not? Abb. No, not a creature enters in my house. Adr. Then, let your servants bring my husband forth. Abb. Neither; he took this place for Adr. I will attend my husband, be his nurse, And therefore let me bave him home with me. To make of him a formal man again: And ill it doth beseem your holiness, have him. Adr. Come, go; I will fall prostrate at his feet, sanc-Therefore, most gracious duke, with thy com mand, Let him be brought forth, and borne hence for help. Duke, Long since, thy husband serv'd me in And I to thee engag'd a prince's word, And never rise until my tears and prayers bess. Mer. By this, I think, the dial points at five: Anon, I am sure the duke himself in person Comes this way to the melancholy vale; The place of death and sorry execution, Behind the ditches of the abbey here. Ang. Upon what cause? Mer. To see a reverend Syracusan merchant, Who put unluckily into this bay Against the laws and statutes of this town, Beheaded publicly for his offence. Ang. See, where they come; we will behold his death. Luc. Kneel to the duke, before he pass the abbey. A most outrageous fit of madness took him; That desperately he hurried through the street (With him his bondman, all as mad as he,) Enter DUKE attended; ÆGEON bare-headed; Duke. She is a virtuous and a reverend lady; Le. To bring him back to his senses. Part. : Sad. ♦ Importunate. By rushing in their houses, bearing thence And, with his mad attendant and himself, Met us again, and, madly bent on us, Nor send him forth, that we may bear him hence. Enter a SERVANT. Serv. O mistress, mistress, shift and save yourself! My master and his man are both broke loose, Aud ever as it blazed they threw on him Adr. Peace, fool, thy master and his man are here; And that is false thou dost report to us. Serv. Mistress, upon my life, I tell you true; I have not breath'd almost, since I did see it. He cries for you, and vows if he can take you, To scorch your face, and to disfigure you: [Cry within. Hark, bark, I hear him, mistress; fly, be gone. Duke. Come, stand by me, fear nothing: Guard with halberts. Adr. Ab! me, it is my husband! Witness you, That he is borne about invisible; Even now we hous'd him in the abbey here; And now he's there, past thought of human rea son. Enter ANTIPHOLUS and DROMIO of Ephesus. Even for the service that long since I did thee, I see my son Antipholus, and Dromio. Ant. E. Justice, sweet prince, against that woman there. She whom thou gav'st to me to be my wife; |
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