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Come, sister ; I am press'd down with conceit; Enter DROMIO of Syracuse.
Conceit, my comfort, and my injury. Dro. S. Here, go ; the desk, the purse ; sweet
[Exeunt. now, make haste. Luc. How hast thou lost thy breath ?
SCENE III.-The same.
well ? Dro. S. No, he's in Tartar limbo, worse than Ant. S. There's not a man I meet, but doth hell :
Some tender money to me, some invite me; A wolf, nay, worse, a fellow all in buff; Some other give me thanks for kindnesses ; A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one, that Some offer me commodities to buy: countermands
Even now a tailor call'd me in his shop, The passages of alleys, creeks and narrow lands; And show'd me silks that he had bought for me, A hound, that runs counter, and yet draws dry- And, therewithal, took measure of my body. foot well ;
Sure these are but imaginary wiles, One that, before the judgment, carries poor souls And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here.
to hell. Adr. Why, man, what is the matter?
Enter DROMIO of Syracuse. Dro. S. I do not know the matter; he is 'rested on the case.
Dro. S. Master, here's the gold you sent me Adr. What, is he arrested ? tell me, at whose for : What, have you got the picture of old Adam suit.
new apparell’d? Dro. S. I know not at whose suit he is ar Ant. S. What gold is this? What Adam dost rested, well;
thou mean? But he's in a suit of buff, which 'rested him, Dro. S. Not that Adam, that kept the parathat can I tell :
dise, but that Adam, that keeps the prison : he, Will you send him, mistress, redemption, the that goes in the calf's-skin, that was killed for money in the desk ?
the prodigal ; he, that came behind you, sir, like Adr. Go fetch it, sister. This I wonder at, an evil angel, and bid you forsake your liberty.
[Exit Luciana. Ant. S. I understand thee not. That he, unknown to me, should be in debt : Dro. S. No? why, 'tis a plain case: he that Tell me, was he arrested on a band ?
went like a base-viol, in a case of leather ; the Dro. S. Not on a band, but on a stronger thing; man, sir, that, when gentlemen are tired, gives A chain, a chain ; do you not hear it ring? them a fob, and 'rests them; he, sir, that takes Adr What, the chain ?
pity on decayed men, and gives them suits of Dro. S. No, no, the bell; 'tis time, that I durance; he, that sets up his rest to do more
exploits with his mace, than a morris-pike. It was two ere I left him, and now the clock Ant. S. What! thou mean'st an officer ? strikes one.
Dro. S. Ay, sir, the sergeant of the band; he Adr. The hours come back! that did I never that brings any man to answer it, that breaks hear.
his band; one, that thinks a man always going Dro. S. O yes, if any hour meet a sergeant, a' to bed, and says, God give you good resť ! turns back for very fear.
Ant. s. Well, sir, there rest in your foolery. Adr. As if time were in debt ! how fondly dost Is there any ship puts forth to-night? may we thou reason?
be gone? Dro. S. Time is a very bankrupt, and owes Dro. S. Why, sir, I brought you word an
more than he's worth, to season. hour since, that the bark Expedition put forth Nay, he's a thief too : Have you not heard men to-night; and then were you hindered by the say,
sergeant, to tarry for the hoy, Delay: Here are That time comes stealing on by night and day? the angels that you sent for, to deliver you. If he be in debt, and theft, and a sergeant in the Ant. s. The fellow is distract, and so am I; way,
And here we wander in illusions ; Hath he not reason to turn back an hour in a day? Some blessed power deliver us from hence ! Enter LUCIANA.
Enter a Courtezan. Adr. Go, Dromio ; there's the money, bear it Cour. Well met, well met, master Antipholus. straight ;
I see, sir, you have found the goldsmith now: And bring thy master home immediately. Is that the chain you promis’d me to-day?
Ant. S. Satan, avoid ! I charge thee tempt me
SCENE IV.-The same.
Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus, and an Officer. Dro. S. Nay, she is worse, she is the devil's Ant. E. Fear me not, man, I will not break dam ; and here she comes in the habit of a light
away ; wench ; and thereof comes that the wenches I'll give thee, ere I leave thee, so much money say, God damn me, that's as much as to say, To warrant thee, as I am ’rested for. God make me a light wench. It is written, they My wife is in a wayward mood to-day; appear to men like angels of light: light is an And will not lightly trust the messenger, e#ect of fire, and fire will burn; ergo, light That I should be attach'd in Ephesus : wenches will burn ; come not near her. I tell you, 'twill sound harshly in her ears. Cour. Your man and you are marvellous
Enter Dromio of Ephesus, with a rope's end. Will you go with me? We'll mend our dinner Here comes my man ; I think, he brings the here.
money. Dro. S. Master, if you do, expect spoon-meat, How now, sir ? have you that I sent you for? or bespeak a long spoon.
Dro. E. Here's that, I warrant you, will pay Ant. S. Why, Dromio ?
them all. Dro. S. Marry, he must have a long spoon, Ant. E. But where's the money ? that must cat with the devil.
Dro. E. Why, sir, I gave the money for the Ant. S. Avoid then, fiend! what tell’st thou
rope. me of supping ?
Ant. E. Five hundred ducats, villain, for : Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress :
rope? I conjure thee to leave me, and be gone.
Dro. E. I'll serve you, sir, five hundred at Cour. Give me the ring of mine you had at the rate. dinner,
Ant. E. To what end did I bid thee hie thee Or, for my diamond, the chain you promis'd;
home? And I'll be gone, sir, and not trouble you. Dro. E. To a rope's end, sir ; and to that end Dro. S. Some devils ask but the paring of am I returned. one's nail,
Ant. L. And to that end, sir, I will welcome A rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin,
[Beating him. A nut, a cherry-stone ; but she, more covetous, of Good sir, be patient. Would have a chain.
Dro. E. Nay, 'tis for me to be patient ; I am Master, be wise; an' if you give it her,
in adversity The devil will shake her chain, and fright us off. Good now, hold thy tongue. with it.
Dro. E. Nay, rather persuade him to hold his Cour. I pray you, sir, my ring, or else the hands.
Ant. E. Thou whoreson, senseless villain! I hope, you do not mean to cheat me so.
Dro. E. I would I were senseless, sir, that I Ant. $. Avuunt, thou witch ! Conne, Dromio, might not feel your blows.
Ant. E. Thou art sensible in nothing but Dro. S. Fly pride, says the peacock : Mistress, blows, and so is an ass. that you know.
Dro. E. I am an ass, indeed ; you may prove [Ereunt Ant. S. and Dro. s. it by my long ears. I have served him from the Cour. Now, out of doubt, Antipholus is mad, hour of my nativity to this instant, and have Else would he never so demean himself: nothing at his hands for my service but blows: A ring he hath of mine worth forty ducats, When I am cold, he heats me with beating: And for the same he promis’d me a chain ; when I am warm, he cools me with beating. I Both one, and other, he denies me now. am waked with it, when I sleep; raised with it, The reason that I gather he is mad,
when I sit ; driven out of doors with it, when I (Besides this present instance of his rage,) go from home; welcomed home with it, when I Is a mad tale, he told to-day at dinner, return : Nay, I bear it on my shoulders, as a Of his own doors being shut against his en- beggar wont her brat; and, I think, when he trance.
hath lamed me, I shall beg with it from door to Belike, his wife, acquainted with his fits, door. On purpose shut the door against his way. Niy way is now, to hie home to his house, Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, and the Courtean, And tell his wife, that, being lunatic,
with Pinch, and Others. He rush'd into my house, and took perforce Ant. E. Come, go along; my wife is coming My ring away: This course I fittest choose ;
yonder. For forty ducats is too much to lose. [Exit. Dro. E. Mistress, respice finem, respect your
let us go.
end; or rather the prophecy, like the parrot, Dro. E. Money by me? heart and good-will Beware the rope's end.
you might, Ant. E. Wilt thou still talk ? [Beats him. But, surely, master, not a rag of money. Cour. How say you now? is not your husband Ant. E. Went'st not thou to her for a purse mad?
of ducats? Adr. His incivility confirms no less. —
Adr. He came to me, and I delivered it. Good doctor Pinch, you are a conjurer ;
Luc. And I am witness with her, that she did. Establish him in his true sense again,
Dro. E. God and the rope-maker, bear me And I will please you what you will demand.
witness, Luc. Alas, how fiery and how sharp he looks! That I was sent for nothing but a rope ! Cour. Mark, how he trembles in his ecstacy! Pinch. Mistress, both man and master is posPinch. Give me your hand, and let me feel
sess'd; your pulse.
I know it by their pale and deadly looks : Ant. E. There is my hand, and let it feel They must be bound, and laid 'in some dark
your ear. Pinch. I charge thee, Satan, hous'd within Ant. E. Say, wherefore didst thou lock ma man,
forth to-day, To yield possession to my holy prayers, And why dost thou deny the bag of gold? And to thy state of darkness hie thee streight; Adr. I did not, gentle husband, lock thee forth. I conjure thee by all the saints in heaven. Dro. E. And, gentle master, I receiv'd no Ant. E. Peace, doting wizard, peace; I am gold; not mad.
But I confess, sir, that we were lock'd out. Adr. O, that thou wert not, poor distressed Adr. Dissembling villain, thou speak’st false soul !
in both. Ant. E. You, minion, you, are these your Ant. E. Dissembling harlot, thou art false in all; customers ?
And art confederate with a damned pack, Did this companion with the saffron face To make a loathsome abject scorn of me: Revel and feast it at my house to-day,
But with these nails I'll pluck out these false Whilst upon me the guilty doors were shut,
eyes, And I denied to enter in
That would behold me in this shameful sport. Adr. O, husband, God doth know, you din'd
[Pinch and his assistants bind Ant. E. at home,
and Dro. E. Where 'would you had remain'd until this time, Adr. O, bind him, bind him, let him not Free from these slanders, and this
shame! Ant. E. I din'd at home! Thou villain, what Pinch. More company ;-the fiend is strong say'st thou ?
within him. Dro. É. Sir, sooth to say, you did not dim at Luc. Ah me, poor man, how pale and wan he home.
looks! Ant. E. Were not my doors lock'd up, and I Ant. E. What, wilt thou murder me? Thou shut out?
gaoler, thou, Dro. E. Perdy, your doors were lock'd, and I am thy prisoner ; wilt thou suffer them you shut out.
To make a rescue ? Ant. E. And did not she herself revile me
off. Masters, let him go : there?
He is my prisoner, and you shall not have him. Dro. E. Sans fable, she herself revil'd you Pinch. Ĝo, bind this man, for he is frantic too. there.
Adr. What wilt thou do, thou peevish officer? Ant. E. Did not her kitchen-maid rail, taunt, Hast thou delight to see a wretched man and scorn me ?
Do outrage and displeasure to himself? Dro. E. Certes, she did ; the kitchen-vestal off. He is my prisoner ; if I let him go,
The debt he owes will be requir’d of me. Ant. E. And did not I in rage depart from Adr. I will discharge thee, ere I go from thee: thence ?
Bear me forthwith unto his creditor, Dro. E. In verity you did ;-my bones bear And, knowing how the debt grows, I will pay it. witness,
Good master doctor, see him safe convey'd That since have felt the vigour of his rage. Home to my house.—0 most undiappy day!
Adr. Is't good to sooth him in these contraries? Ant. E. Ó most unhappy strw.npet !
vein, And, yielding to him, humours well his frenzy. Ant. E. Out on thee, villain! wherefore dost Ant. E. Thou hast suborn’d the goldsmith to thou mad me? arrest me.
Dro. E. Will you be bound for nothing ? be Adr. Alas, I sent you money to redeem you, mad, By Dromio here, who came in haste for it. Good master ; cry, the devil.
come near me.
Luc. God help, poor souls, how idly do they Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse, with his rapier
talk ! Adr. Go, bear him hence.-Sister, go you
drawn, and Dronio of Syracuse. with me.-
Luc. God, for thy mercy ! they are loose again. [Exeunt
Pinch and assistants, with Adr. And come with naked swords; let's call Ant. E. and Dro. E.
more help, Say now, whose suit is he arrested at?
To have them bound again. Off: One Angelo, a goldsmith: Do you know Off Awry, they'll kill us. him?
[Ereunt Officer, Adriana, and Luciana. Adr. I know the man: What is the sum he Ant. S. I see, these witches are afraid of swords. owes?
Dro. S. She, that would be your wife, now Off. Two hundred ducats.
raj i from you. Adr. Say, how grows it due ?
Ant. S. Come to the Centaur ; fetch our stuff Off. Due for a chain, your husband had of from thence : him.
I long, t'hat we were safe and sound aboard. Adr. He did bespeak a chain for me, but had Dro. S. Faith, stay here this night, they will it not.
surely do us no harm ; you saw, they speak us Cour. When as your husband, all in rage, to- fair, give us gold : methinks, they are such a day
gentle nation, that but for the mountain of mad Came to my house, and took away my ring, Hesh thşit claims marriage of me, I could find in (The ring I saw upon his finger now,)
my heart to stay here still, and turn witch. Straight after, did I meet him with a chain. Ant $. I will not stay to-night for all the town;
Adr. It may be so, but I did never see it : Therefore away, to get our stuff aboard. Come, gaoler, bring me where the goldsmith is,
[Ezcunt. I long to know the truth hereof at large.
Had hoisted sail, and put to sea to-day:
This chain you had of me, can you deny it?
Ant. S. I think, I had, I never did deny it. Enter. Merchant and ANGELO.
Mer. Yes, that you did, sir ; and forswore it Ang. I am sorry, sir, that I have hinder'd you; too. But, I protest, he had the chain of me,
Ant. S. Who heard me to deny it, or forswearit? Though most dishonestly he doth deny it. Mer. These ears of mine, thou knowest, did Mer. How is the man esteem'd here in the hear thee; city ?
Fye on thee, wretch ! 'tis pity, that thou lis'st Ang. Of very reverent reputation, sir, To walk, where any honest men resort. Of credit infinite, highly belov'd,
Ant. S. Thou art a villain, to impeach me thus: Second to none that lives here in the city; I'll
prove mine honour and mine honesty His word might bear my wealth at any time. Against thee presently, if thou dar’st stand. Mer. Speak softly: yonder, as I think, he Mer. I dare, and do defy thee for a villain. walks.
[They drou. Enter Anti PHOLUS and Dromio of Syracuse. Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, Courtezan, and
Others. Ang. 'Tis 10; and that self chain about his neck,
Adr. Hold, hurt him not, for God's sake ; be Which he fors wore, most monstrously, to have. Good sir, draw near to me, I'll speak to him. Some get within him, take his sword away: Signior Antiph olus, I wonder much,
Bind Ďromio too, and bear them to my house. That you wou ld put me to this shame and Dro. S. Run, master, run; for God's sake, trouble ;
take a house. And not without some scandal to yourself, This is some priory :-In, or we are spoil d. With circumstar ice, and oaths, so to deny
[Exeunt Ant. S. and Dro. S. to the Priorg. This chain, whic h now you wear so openly: Besides the charge, the shame, imprisonment,
Enter the Abbess. You have done w. rong to this my honest friend; Abb. Be quiet, people: Wherefore throng you Who, but for stay ing on our controversy,
Adr. To fetch my poor distracted husband Abb. No, not a creature enters in my house. hence :
Adr. Then, let your servants bring my husLet us come in, that we may bind him fast,
band forth. And bear him home for his recovery.
Abb. Neither; he took this place for sanctuary, Ang. I knew, he was not in his perfect wits. And it shall privilege him from your hands, Mer. I am sorry now, that I did draw on him. Till I have brouglit him to his wits again, Abb. How long hath this possession held the Or lose my labour in assaying it. man?
Adr. I will attend my husband, be his nurse, Adr. This week he hath been heavy, sour, sad, Diet his sickness, for it' is my office, And much, much different from the man he was; And will have no attorney but myself ; But, till this afternoon, his passion :
And therefore let me have him home with me. Ne'ér brake into extremity of rage.
Abb. Be patient; for I will not let him stir, Abb. Hath he not lost much wealth by wreck Till I have us'd the approved means I have, at sea ?.
With wholesome syrups, drugs, and holy prayers, Buried some dear friend? Hath not else his eye To make of him a formal man again : Stray'd his affection in unlawful love?
It is a branch and parcel of mine oath, A sin, prevailing much in youthful men, A charitable duty of my order ; Who give their eyes the liberty of gazing. Therefore depart, and leave him here with me. Which of these sorrows is he subject to?
Adr. I will not hence, and leave my husband Adr. To none of these, except it be the last ; Namely, some love, that drew him oft from home. And ill it doth beseem your holiness, Abb. You should for that have reprehended To separate the husband and the wife. him,
Abb. Be quiet, and depart, thou shalt not have Adr. Why, so I did.
[Ecit Abbess. Abb. Ay, but not rough enough.
Luc. Complain unto the duke of this indignity. Adr. As roughly as my modesty would let me. Adr. Come, go; I will fall prostrate at his feet, Abb. Haply, in private.
And never rise until my tears and prayers Adr. And'in assemblies too.
Have won his grace to come in person hither, Abb. Ay, but not enough.
And take perforce my husband from the abbess. Adr. It was the copy of our conference: Mer. By this, I think, the dial points at five: In bed, he slept not for my urging it;
Anon, I am sure, the duke himself in person At board, he fed not for my urging it ; Comes this way to the melancholy vale; Alone, it was the subject of my theme; The place of death and sorry execution, In company, I often glanced it ;
Behind the ditches of the abbey here, Still did I tell him it was vile and bad.
Ang. Upon what cause ? Abb. And thereof came it, that the man was Mer. To see a reverend Syracusan merchant,
Who put unluckily into this bay The venom clamours of a jealous woman Against the laws and statutes of this town, Poison more deadly than a mad dog's tooth. Beheaded publicly for his offence. It seems, his sleeps were hinder'd by thy railing: Ang. See, where they come; we will behold And thereof comes it, that his head is light.
his death, - Thou say'st, his meat was sauc'd with thy up Luc. Kneel to the duke, before he pass the braidings:
abbey. Unquiet meals make ill digestions, Thereof the raging fire of fever bred ;
Enter Duke, attended; Ægeon, bare-headed; And what's a fever but a fit of madness?
with the Headsman and other Officers. Thou say'st his sports were hinder'd by thy brawls :
Duke. Yet once again proclaim it publicly, Sweet recreation barr’d, what doth ensue,
any friend will pay the sum for him, But moody and dull melancholy,
He shall not die, so much we tender him. (Kinsman to grim and comfortless despair ;) Adr. Justice, most sacred duke, against the And, at her heels, a huge infectious troop
abbess! Of pale distemperatures, and foes to life? Duke. She is a virtuous and a reverend lady; In food, in sport, and life-preserving rest It cannot be, that she hath done thee wrong: To be disturba, would mad or man, or beast : Adr. May it please your grace, Antipholus, The consequence is then, thy jealous fits
my husband, Have scared thy
husband from the use of wits. Whom I made lord of me and all I had, Luc
. She never reprehended him but mildly, At your important letters,-this ill day, When he demean'd' himself rough, rude and A most outrageous fit of madness took him ;
That desperately he hurried through the street, Why bear you these rebukes, and answer not? (With him his bondman all as mad as he,)
Adr. She did betray me to my own reproof.- Doing displeasure to the citizens,
By rushing in their houses, bearing thenee