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Dro. E. They stand at the door, master; bid them welcome hither. Ant. E. There is something in the wind, that we cannot get in. Dro. E. You would say so, master, if your garments were thin. Your cake here is warm within; you stand here in the cold : It would make a man mad as a buck, to be so bought and sold.” Ant. E. Go, fetch me something, I'll break ope the gate. Dro. S. Break any breaking here, and I'll break your knave's pate. Dro. E. A man may break a word with you, sir; w and words are but wind; Ay, and break it in your face, so he break it not behind. Dro, S. It seems, thou wantest breaking; Out upon thee, hind! Dro, E. Here's too much, out upon thee! I pray thee, let me in. Dro. S. Ay, when fowls have no feathers, and fish have no fin. Ant. E. Well, I'll break in; Go borrow me a crow. Bro. E. A crow without a feather; master, mean you so For a fish without a fin, there's a fowl without a feather: If a crow help us in, sirrah, we'll pluck a crow together.
3 A proverbial phrase.
Ant. E. Go, get thee gone, fetch me an iron crow,
Bal. Have patience, sir; O, let it not be so; Herein you war against your reputation, And draw within the compass of suspect The unviolated honour of your wife. Once this, -Your long experience of her wisdom, Her sober virtue, years, and modesty, Plead on her part some cause to you unknown; And doubt not, sir, but she will well excuse Why at this time the doors are made" against you. Be rul’d by me; depart in patience, And let us to the Tiger all to dinner: . And, about evening, come yourself alone, To know the reason of this strange restraint. If by strong hand you offer to break in, Now in the stirring passage of the day, A vulgar comment will be made on it; And that supposed by the common rout Against your yet ungalled estimation, That may with foul intrusion enter in, And dwell upon your grave when you are dead: For slander lives upon succession; For ever hous'd, where it once gets possession.
Ant. E. You have prevail'd; I will depart in quiet And, in despight of mirth, mean to be merry. I know a wench of excellent discourse, Pretty and witty; wild, and, yet too, gentle;— There will we dine: this woman that I mean, My wife (but, I protest, without desert,) Hath oftentimes upbraided me withal; To her will we to dinner.—Get you home,
4 i. e. Made fast.
And fetch the chain; by this,” I know, 'tis made:
Enter LucIANA, and ANTIPHolus of Syracuse.
Luc. And may it be that you have quite forgot A husband's office shall, Antipholus, hate, Even in the spring of love, thy love-springs" rot? Shall love, in building, grow so ruinate? If you did wed my sister for her wealth, Then, for her wealth’s sake, use her with more kindness : Or, if you like elsewhere, do it by stealth; Muffle your falselove with some show of blindness: Let not my sister read it in your eye; Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator; Look sweet, speak fair, become disloyalty; Apparel vice like virtue's harbinger:
5 By this time.
Bear a fair presence, though your heart be tainted;
7 i. e. Being made altogether of credulity. * Vain, is light of tongue.