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Ifany bark pntforth, come to the mart,

How much your chain weighs to the utmost carrat; Where I will walk till thou return to me.

The fineness of the gold, and chargeful fashion; If every one know us, and we know none,

Which doth amount to three odd ducats more,
'Tis time, I think, to trudge, pack, and be gone.

Than Istand debted to this gentleman.
Dro. S. As from a bear a man would run for life, pray you, see him presently discharg'd;
Sofly I from her, that would be my wife. [Exit. For he is bound to sea, and stays but for it.
Ant.S. There's none but witches do inhabit here;

Ant. E. I am not furnish'd with the present money;
And therefore 'tis high time, that I were hence. Besides, I have some business in the town:
She, that doth call me husband, even my soul

Good signior, take the stranger to my house,
Doth for a wife abhor: but her fair sister,

And with you take the chain, and bid my wife
Possess'd with such a gentle sovereign grace,

Disburse the sum on the receipt thereof!
Of such euchanting presence and discourse,

Perchance, I will be there as soon as you.
Hath almost made me traitor to myself:

Ang. Then you will bring the chain to her yourself?
But, lest myself be guilty to self-wrong,

Ant. E. No; bear it with you, lest I come not time I'll stop mine ears against the mermaid's song.

enough. Enter ANGELO.

Ang. Well, sir, I will. Have you the chain about you ? Ang. Master Antipholus?

Ant. E. An if I have not, sir, I hope you have;
Ant. S. Ay, that's my name.

Or else you may return without your money.
Ang. I know it well, sir: lo, here is the chain: Ang. Nay, come, I pray you, sir, give me the chain!
I thought to have ta’en you at the Porcupine:

Both wind and tide stays for this gentleman,
The chain unfinish'd made me stay thus long.

And I, to blame, have held him here too long.
Ant.S. What is your will, that I shall do with this? Ant. E. Good lord, you use this dalliance, to excuse
Ang. What please yourself,sir; I have made it for you. Your breach of promise to the Porcupine:
Ant. $. Made it for me, sir ? i bespoke it not. I should have chid you for not bringing it,
Ang. Not once, nor twice, but twenty times you have: But, like a shrew, you first begin to brawl.
Go home with it, and please your wife withal; Mer. The hour steals on: I pray you, sir, dispatch.
And soon at supper-time l'll visit you,

Ang. You hear how he importunes me; the chain
And then receive my money for the chain.

Ant. E. Why, give it to my wife, and fetch your Ant. S. I pray you, sir, receive the money now,

money! For fear you ne'er see chain, nor money, more. Ang. Come, come, you know, I gave it you even now; Ang. You are a merry man, sir; fare you well ![Exit. Either send the chain, or send me by some token! Ant.s. What I should think of this, I cannot tell: Ant. E. Fye! now you run this humour out of breath: But this I think, there's no man is so vain,

Come, where's the chain ? I pray you, let me see it. That would refuse so fair an ofler'd chain.

Mer. My business cannot brook this dalliance:
I see, a man here needs not live by shifts,

Good sir, say, whe'r you'll answer me, or no;
When in the streets he meets such golden gifts. If not, l'll leave him to the officer.
I'll to the mart, and there for Dromio stay;

Ant. E. I answer you! What should I answer you?
If any ship put out, then straight away! [Exit. Ang. The money, that you owe me for the chain.

Ant. E. I owe you none, till I receive the chain. A CT IV.

Ang. You know, I gaveit you half an hour since.

Ant. E. You gave me none; you wrong me much to
SCENE I. - The sume.

say so.
Enter a Merchant, Angelo, and an Officer. Ang. You wrong me more, sir, in denying it:
Mer. You know, since Pentecost the sum is due, Consider, how it stands upon my credit.
And since I have not much impórtuu'd you;

Mer. Well, oflïcer, arrest him at my suit!
Nor now I had not, but that I am bound

oll. I do; and charge you, in the duke's name, to To Persia, and want gilders for my voyage:

obey me. Therefore make present satisfaction,

Ang. This touches mein reputation :
Or I'll attach you by this oflicer.

Either consent to pay this sum for me,
Ang. Even just the sum, that I do owe to you, Or I attach you by this officer,
Is growing to me by Antipholus :

Ant. E. Consent to pay thee that I never had !
And in the instant, that I met with you,

Arrest me, foolish fellow, if thou dar'st. He had of me a chain ; at five o'clock,

Ang. Here is thy fee; arrest him, officer!
I shall receive the money for the same:

I would not spare my brother in this case,
Pleaseth you walk with me down to his house, If he should scorn me so apparently.
I will discharge my bond, and thank you too.

off: Ido arrest you, sir ; you hear the suit. Enter AntiphoLUS of Ephesus, and Deomio of Ephe- Ant. E. I do obey thee, tiil I give thee bail:

But, sirrah, you shall buy this sport as dear, Off. That labour may you save ; see where he comes. As all the metalin your shop will answer. Ant. E. While I go to the goldsmith's house, go thou Ang. Sir, sir, I shall have law in Ephesus, And buy a rope's end; that will I bestow

To your notorious shame, I doubt it not. Amonginy wife and her confederates,

Enter Dromio of Syracuse.
For locking me out of my doors by day. —

Dro. S. Master, there is a bark of Epidamnum,
But soft, I seethe goldsmith :- get thee gone;

That stays but till her owner comes aboard,
Buy thou a rope, and bring it home to me!

And then, sir, bears away: our fraughtage, sir,
Dro. E. I buy a thousand pound a year! I buy a rope! I haveconvey'd aboard; and I have bought

[Exit Dromio. The oil, the balsamum, and aqua-vitae.
Ant. F. A man is well holp up, that trusts to you.

The ship isin her trim ; the merry wind I promised your presence, and the chain ;

Blows fair from land. They stay for nought at all, But neither chain, nor goldsmith, came to me.

But for their owner, master, and yourself. Belike, you thought, our love would last too long,

Ant. E. How now! a madman? Why, thou peevish If it were chain’d together, and therefore came not.

sheep, Ang. Saving your merry humour, here's the note,

What ship of Epidamnum stays for me?

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Dro. 8. A ship you sent me to, to hire wastage. Adr. Why, man, what is the matter?
Ant. E. Thou drunken slave, I sent thee for a rope, Dro. S. I do not, know the matter; he is 'rested on
And told thee, to what purpose, and what end.

the case.
Dro. S. Yon sent me, sir, for a rope's end as soon : Adr. What, is he arrested ? tell me, at whose suit?
You sent me to the bay, sir, for a bark.

Dro. S. I know not, at whose sait he is arrested, well; Ant. E. I will debate this matter at more leisure, But he's in a suit of buff, which 'rested him, that can And teach your ears to listen with more heed,

I tell. To Adriana, villain, hiethee straight;

Will you send him, mistress, redemption, the money Give her this key, and tell her, in the desk

in the desk? That's cover'd o'er with Turkish tapestry,

Adr. Go fetch it, sister ! - This I wonder at, There is a purse of ducats ; let her send it!

(Exit Luciana. Tell her, I am arrested in the street,

That he, unknown to me, should be in debt :-
And that shall bail me: hie thee, slave; be gone! Tell me, was he arrested on a band ?
On, oflicer, to prison, till it come!

Dro. S. Noton a band, buton a stronger thing,
(Exeunt Merchant, Angelo, officer, and A chain, a chain; do you not hearit ring?
Antipholus E.

Adr. What, the chain ? Dro.s. To Adriana! that is where we din'd,

Dro. S. No, vo, the bell : 'tis time, that I were gone. Where Dowsabel did claim me for her husband : It was two ere I left him, and now the clock strikes one. She is too big, I hope, for me to compass.

Adr. The hours come back! that did I never hear. Thither I must, although against my will ;

Dro. S. O yes, if any hour meet a sergeant, a' turns
For servants must their master's minds fulfil. (Exit. back for very fear.

Adr. As if time were in debt! how fondly dost thou
SCENE II. The same.

reasou ?
Enter ADRIANA and Luciana.
Dru. S. Time is a very bankrupt, and owes more,

than Adr. Ah, Luciana, did he tempt thee so ?

he's worth, to season. Might'st thou perceive austerely in his eye, Nay, he's a thief too: have you not heard men say, That he did plead in earnest, yea or no?

That time comes stealing on by night and day?
Look'd he or red, or pale; or sad, or merrily? If he be in debt, and theft, and a sergeant in the way
What observation mad'st thou in this case,

Hath he not reason to turn back an hour in a day?
Of his heart's meteors tilting in his face?
Luc. First, he denied, you had in him no right.

Enter Luciana.
Adr. He meant, he did me none; the more my spite. Adr. Go, Dromio ; there's the money, bear it straight,
Luc. Then swore he, that he was a stranger here.

And bring thy master home immediately!-
Adr. And true he swore, though yet forsworn he Come, sister ; I am press’d down with conceit;

Conceit, my comfort, and my injury. (Exeunt.
Luc. Then pleaded I for you.

SCENE III.- The same.
Adr. And what said he?
Luc. That love, I begg’d for you, he begg'd of me.

Enter AntiPHOLUS of Syracuse.

Ant. S. There's not a man I meet, but doth salute me,
Adr. With what persuasion did hetempt thy love?
Luc. With words, that in an honest suit might move. And every one doth cali me by my name.

As if I were their well-acquainted friend;
First, he did praise my beauty; then, my speech.
Adr. Did'st speak him fair?

Some tender money to me, some invite me ;
Luc. Have patience, I beseech.

Some other give me thanks for kindnesses.;

Some offer me commodities to buy:
Adr. I cannot, nor I will not, hold me still;

Even now a tailor call’d me in his shop,
My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will.
He is deformed, crooked, old, and sere,

And show'd me silks, that he had bought for me,
Ill-fac’d, worse-bodied, shapeless every where;

And, therewithal, took measure of my body.

Sure these are but imaginary wiles,
Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blant, unkind;
Stigmatical in making, worse in mind.

And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here.
Luc. Who would be jealous then of such a one?

Enter Dromio of Syracuse. No evillost is wail'd when it is gone.

Dro. S. Master, here's the gold, you sent me for: Adr. Ah! but I think him better, than I say, What, have you got the picture of old Adam pew

And yet would herein others' eyes were worse : apparell’d?
Far from her nest the lapwing cries away;

Ant. S. What gold is this? What Adam dost thou
My heart prays for him, though my tongue do curse. mean?
Enter Dromo of Syracuse.

Nro. S. Nol that Adam, that kept the paradise, but Dro. S. Here, go; the desk, the purse ; sweet now, that Adam, that keeps the prison : he, that goes in the make haste!

calf's-skin, that was killed for the prodigal; he, that Luc. How hast thou lost thy breath?

came behind you, sir, like an evil angel, and bid you Dro. S. By running fast.

forsake your liberty. Adr. Where is thy master, Dromio ? is he well? Ant. $. I undersand thee not. Dro.S. No, he's in Tartar limbo, worse than hell: Dro. S. No ? why, 'tis a plain case: he that went A devil in an everlasting garment hath him, like a base-viol, in a case of leather; the man, sir, One, whose hard heart is button'd up with steel; that, when gentlemen are tired, gives them a fob, and A fiend, a fairy, pitiless and rough ;

'rests them; he, sir, that takes pity on decayed men, A wolf, nay, worse, a fellow all in buff;

and gives them suits of durance; he, that sets A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one, that coun- rest to do more exploits with his mace, than a mortermands

ris-pike. The passages of alleys, creeks and narrow lands; Ant. S. What! thou mean'st an officer? A hound, that runs counter, and yet draws dry-foot Dro. S. Ay, sir,, the sergeant of the band; he that well;

brings any man to answer it, that breaks his band; one, One that, before the judgement, carries poor souls to that thinks a man always going to bed, and says, God hell.

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Ant. S. Well, sir, there rest in your foolery. Is That I should be attach'd in Ephesus:
there any ship, puts forth to-night? may we be gone? I tell you, 'twill sound harshly in her ears.
Dro. S. Why, sir, I brought you word an hour since, Inter Dromio of Ephesus, with a rope's end.
that the bark Expedition put forth to-night; and then Here comes my man; I think, he brings the money.
were you hindered by the sergeant, to tarry for the hoy, How now, sir? have you that, I sent you for?
Delay: here are the angels that you sent for, to deli- Dro. E. Here's that, I warrant you, will pay them all.
ver you.

Ant. E. But where's the money ?
Ant. S. The fellow is distract, and so am I;

Dro. E. Why, sir, I gave the money for the rope.
And here we wander in illusions;

Ant. E. Five hundred ducats, villain, for a rope ? Some blessed power deliver us from hence!

Dro. E. I'll serve you, sir, five hundred at the rate. Entera Courtezan.

Ant. E. To what end did I bid thee hie thee home? Cour. Well met, wellmet, master Antipholus ! Dro. E. To a rope's end, sir; and to that end am I I see, sir, you have found the goldsmith now:

returned. Is that the chain, you promis'd me to-day?

Ant. E. And to that end, sir, I will welcome you. Ant. S. Satan, avoid! I charge thee, tempt me not!

[Beating him. Dro.S. Master, is this mistress Satan?

off. Good sir, be patient ! Ant. S. It is the devil.

Dro. E. Nay, 'tis for me to be patient; I am in ad-
Dro. S. Nay, she is worse, she is the devil's dam ; versity.
and here she comes in the habit of a light wench; and off. Good now, hold thy tongne!
thereof comes, that the wenches say, God damn me, Dro. E. Nay, rather persuade him to hold his hands!
that's as much as to say, God muke me a light wench. Ant. E. Thou whoreson, senseless villain !
It is written, they appear to men like angels of light: Dro. E. I would I were senseless, sir, that I might not
light is an effect of fire, and fire will burn; ergo, light feel your blows.
wenches will burn; come not near her!

Ant. E. Thou art sensible in nothing but blows, and
Cour. Your man and you are marvellous merry, sir. so is an ass.
Willyou go with me? We'll mend our dinner here. Dro. E. Sam an ass, indeed; you may prove it by my

Dro. 8. Master, if you do, expect spoon-meat, or be-long cars. I have served him from the hour of my nati-
speak a long spoon.

vity to this instant, and have nothing at his hands for Ant. S. Why, Dromio?

my service but blows. When I am cold, he heats me Dro. S. Marry, he must have a long spoon, that must with beating: when I am warm, he cools me with beateat with the devil.

ing. I am waked with it, when I sleep; raised with it, Ant. S. Avoid then, fiend! what tellst thou me of when I sit; driven out of doors with it, when I go from supping?

home; welcomed home with it, when I return: nay, I Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress:

bearit on my shoulders, as a beggar wont her brat; and, I conjure thee to leave me, and be

gone.

I think, when he hath lamed me, I shall beg with it from Cour. Give me the ring of mine you had at dinner,

door to door.
Or, for my diamond, the chain, you promis’d; Enter ADRIANA, Luciana, and the Courtezan, with
And I'll be gone, sir, and pot trouble you.

Pinch, and Others.
Dro. S. Some devils ask but the paring of one's nail, Ant. E. Come, go along; my wife is coming yonder.
A rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin,

Dro. E. Mistress, respice finem, respect your end;
A nut, a cherry-stone; but she, more covetous, or rather the prophecy, like the parrot, Beware the
Would have a chain.

rope's end. Master, be wise; an’ if you give it her,

Ant. E. Wilt thou still talk ?

[Beats him.
The devil will shake her chain, and fright us with it. Cour. How say you now? is not your husband mad?
Cour. I pray you, sir, my ring, prelse the chain ! Adr. His incivility confirms no less.
I hope, you do not mean to cheat meso.

Good doctor Pinch, you are a conjurer ;
Ant. S. Avannt, thou witch! Come, Dromio, let us go! Establish him in his true sense again,
Dro. S. Fly pride, says the peacock: mistress, that And I will please you, what you will demand.
you know.

[Exeunt Ant. S. and Dro.s. Luc. Alas, how fiery and how sharp he looks ! Cour. Now, out of doubt, Antipholus is mad, Cour. Mark, how he trembles in his ecstacy! Else would he never so demean himself.

Pinch. Give me your hand, and let me feel your pulse! A ring he hath of mine worth forty ducats,

Ant E. There is my hand, and let it feel your ear. And for the same he promis'd me a chain;

Pinch. I charge thee, Satan, hous'd within this man, Both one, and other, he denies me now.

To yield possession to my holy prayers, The reason, that I gather, he is mad,

And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight; (Besides this present instance of his rage,)

I conjure thee by all the saints in heaven. Is a mad tale, he told to-day at dinner,

Ant. E. Peace, doting wizard, peace! I am not mad. of his own doors being shut against his entrance. Adr. O, that thou wert not, poor distressed soul! Belike, his wife, acquaiuted with his fits,

Ant. E. You, minion, you are these your customers? On purpose shut the door against his way.

Did this companion with the saffron face My way is now, to hie home to his house,

Revel and feast it at my house to-day, And tell his wife, that, being lunatic,

Whilst upon me the guilty doors were shut, He rush'd into my house, and took perforce

And I denied to enter in my house? My ring away: this course I fittest choose;

Adr. O, husband, God doth know, you din'd at home, For forty ducats is too much to lose.

[Exit. Where 'would you had remain’d until this time,

Free from these slanders, and this open shame! SCENE IV.- The same.

Ant. E. I din'd at home! Thou villain, what say'st Enter AntiPholus of Ephesus, and an Officer.

thon ? Ant. E. Fear me not, man, I will not break away; I'll give thee, ere I leave thee, so much money

Dro. E. Sir, sooth to say, you did not dine at home. To warrant thee, as I am 'rested for:

Ant.E.Were not my doors lock'd up, and I shut out? My wife is in a wayward mood to-day,

Dro.E. Perdy, your doors were lock'd, and you shut And will not lightly trust the messenger,

Ant. E. And did not she herself revile me there?

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Dro. E. Sans fable, she herselfrevil'd you there. | Adr. I know the man : what is the sum he gwes?
Ant. E. Did not her kitchen-maid rail, taunt, and off. Two hundred ducats.
scorn me?

Adr. Say, how grows it due?
Dro. E. Certes, she did; the kitchen-vestal sornid o]. Due for a chain, your husband had of him.
you.

Ädr. He did bespeak a chain for me, but had it not.
Ant. E. And did not lin rage depart from thence? Cour. When as your husband, all in rage, to-day
Dro. E. In verity you did;- my bones bear witness, Came to my house, and took away my ring,
That since have felithe vigour of his rage.

(The ring, I saw upon his finger now,)
Adr. Is't good to sooth him in these contraries ? Straight after, did I meet him with a chain.
Pinch. It is no shame; the fellow finds his vein, Adr. It may be so, but I did never see it. -
And, yielding to him, humours well his frenzy. Come, gaoler, bring me where the goldsmith is !
Ant. E. Thou hast suborn'd the goldsmith to ar- Ilong to know the truth hereof at large.

Enter Antipholts of Syracuse, with hisrapier drawn,
Adr. Alas, I sent you money to redeem you,

and Dronio of Syracuse. By Dromio here, who came in haste for it.

Luc. God, for thy mercy! they are loose again. Dro. E. Money by me? heart and good-will you Adr.And come with naked sword;let's call more help, might,

To have them bound again. But, surely, master, not a rag of money.

olj: Away, they'll kill us. And.E.Went'st not thou to her for a purse of ducats?

[Exeunt Officer, Adriana, and Luciana. Adr. He came to me, and I delivered it.

Ant. S. Isee, these witches are afraid of swords. Luc. And I am witness with her, that she did. Dro.S.She, that would be your wife, nowran from you. Dro. E. God and the rope-maker, bear me witness, Ant. S. Come to the Centaur ; fetch our stuil'from That I was sent for nothing but a rope!

thence; Pinch. Mistress, both man and master is possess'd; Ilong, that we were safe and sound aboard. I know it by their pale and deadly looks:

Dro. S. Faiih, stay here this night, they will surely They must be bound, and laid in some dark room. dous no harm; you saw,they speak us fair,give us gold: Ant. E. Say, wherefore didst thou lock me forth methinks, they are such a gentle nation, that but for to-day,

the mountain of mad flesh,that claims marriage of me, And why dost thon deny the bag of gold?

I could find in my heart to stay here still, and turn
Adr. I did not, gentle husband, lock thee forth. witch.
Dro. E. And, gentle master, I receiv'd no gold; Ant. S. I will not stay to-night for all the town;
But I confess, sir, that we were lock'd out.

Therefore away, to get our stuff aboard ! [E.reuns.
Adr. Dissembling villain, thou speak’st false in both.
Ant. E. Dissembliog harlot, thou art false in all,
And art confederate with a damned pack,

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To make a loathsome abject scorn of nie:

SCENEI.-- The same, But with these nails I'll pluck out these false eyes,

Enter Merchant and Angelo.
That would behold me in this shameful sport.

Ang. I am sorry, sir, that I have hinder'd you;
(Pinch and his assistants bind Ani. E. and Dro. E. But, I protest, he had the chain of me,
Adr.0, bind him, bind him,let him not come near me! Though most dishonestly he doth deny it.
Pinch. More company;

the fiend is strong within Mer. How is the man esteem'd here in the city? him.

Ang. Of very reverent reputation, sir,
Luc. Ahme, poor man, how pale and wan he looks! Of credit infinite, highly belov’d,
Ant. E. What, wilt thou murder me? Thou gaoler, Second to none, that lives here in the city;
thou,

His word might bear my wealth at any time.
I am thy prisoner; wilt thou suffer them

Mer. Speak softly: yonder, as I think, lie walks. To make a rescue ?

Entir Antipholts and Drosuo of Syracuse. off. Masters, let him go:

Ang. 'Tis so; and that sell chain about his neck,
He is my prisoner, and you shall not have him. Which he forswore, most monstrously, to have.
Pinch. Go, bind this man, for he is frantic too. Good sir, draw near to me, I'll speak to him.
Adr. What wilt thou do, thou peevish oflicer ? Signior Antipholus, I wooder much,
Hast thou delight to see a wretched man

That you would put me to this shame and trouble;
Do outrage and displeasure to himself?

And not without some scandal to yourself, 01. Heis my prisoner; if I let him go,

With circumstance, and oaths, so to deny The debt he owes will be requir'd of me.

This chain, which now you wear so openly: Adr. I will discharge thee, eres go from thee. Besides the charge, the shame, imprisonment, Bear me forth with unto his creditor,

You have done wrong to this my honest friend ; And, knowing how the debt grows, I will pay it. Who, but for staying on our controversy, Good master doctor, see him safe convey'd

Had hoisted sail, and put to sea to-day:
Home to my house! - O most unhappy day! This chain you had of me, can you deny it?
Ant. E. O most un happy strumpet!

Ant. S. I think, I had; I never did deny it.
Dro. E. Master, I am here enter'd in bond for you. Mer. Yes, that you did, sir; and forswore it too:
Ant. E. Out on thee, villain! wherefore dost thou Ant. S. Who heard me to deny it, or forswear it?
mad me?

Mer. These ears of mine, thou knowest, did hear thee;
Dro. E. Will you be bound for nothing? be mad, Fye on thee, wretch! 'tis pity, that thou liv'st
Good master; cry, the devil.

To walk, where any honest men resort.
Luc. God help, poor souls, how idly do they talk ! Ant. S. Thou art a villain, to impeach me thus:
Adr. Go, bear him hence. - Sister , go you with I'll prove mine honour and mine honesty
me!

against thee presently, is thou dar'st stand.
(Exeunt Pinch and assistants, with Ant. E. Mer.Idare, and do defy thee fora villain.[They draw.
and Dro. E.

Enter ADELANA, LUCIANA, Courtezan, and Others. Say now, whose suit is he arrested at?

Adr. Hold, hurt him not, for God's sake ; he is mad;Off One Angelo, a goldsmith; do you know him? Some get within him, take his sword away!

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Bind Dromio too, and bear them to my house! With wholesome syrups, drugs, and holy prayers,

Dro.S.Run, master, run; for God's sake, take a house! To make of him a formal man again:
This is some priory: - in, or we are spoil'd.

It is a branch and parcel of mine oath,
[Exeunt Ant. S. and Dro. S. to the Priory. A charitable duty of my order;
Enter the 1bbess.

Therefore depart, and leave him here with me!
Abb. Be quiet, people! wherefore throng you hither? Adr. I will not hence, and leave my husband here;
Adr. Tofetch my poor distracted husband hence: And ill it doth beseem your holiness,
Let us come in, that we may bind him fast,

To separate the husband and the wife.
And bear him home for his recovery.

Abb. Be quiet, and depart, thou shalt not have him.
Ang. I knew, he was not in his perfect wits.

(Exit Abbess.
Mer. I am sorry now, that I did draw on him. Luc. Complain unto the duke of this indignity!
Abb. How long hath this possession held the man? Adr. Come, go; I will fall prostrate at his feet,
Adr. This week he hath been heavy, sour, sad, And never rise, until my tears and prayers
And much, much different from the man, he was; Have won his grace to come in person hither,
But, till this afteruoon, his passion

And take perforce my husband from the abbess.
Ne'er brake into extremity of rage.

Mer. By this, I think, the dial points at five:
Abb. Hath he not lost much wealth by wreck at sea ? Anon, I am sure, the duke himself in person
Buried some dear frie. d ? Hath not else his eye Comes this way to the melancholy vale,
Stray'd his affectiou iu unlawful love?

The place of death and sorry execution,
A sin, prevailing much in youthful men,

Behind the ditches of the abbey here.
Who give their eyes the liberty of gazing.

Ang. Upon what cause ?
Which of these sorrows is he subject to?

Mer. To see a reverend Syracusan merchant,
Adr. To none of these, except it be the last; Who put unluckily into this bay
Namely, some love, that drew him oft from home. Against the laws and statutes of this town,
Abb. You should for that have reprehended him. Beheaded publicly for his offence.
Adr. Why, so I did.

Ang. See, where they come; we will behold his death.
Abb. Ay, but not rough enough.

Luc. Kneel to the duke, before he pass

the abbey. Adr. As roughly as my modesty would let me. Enter Duke, attended ; Augeox, bare-headed; with Abb. Haply, in private.

the Headsman and other Officers.
Adr. And in assemblies too.

Duke. Yet once again proclaim it publicly,
Abb. Ay, but not enough. ,

If any friend will pay the sum for him,
Adr. It was the copy of our conference:

He shall not die, so much we tender him.
In bed, he slept not for my urging it;

Adr. Justice, most sacred duke, against the abbess !
At board, he fed not for my urging it;

Duke. She is a virtuous and a reverend lady;
Alone, it was the subject of my theme;

It cannot be, that she hath done thee wrong.
In company, I often glanced it;

Adr. May it please your grace, Antipholus, my hus-
Still did I tell him it was vile and bad.

band, -
Abb. And thereof came it, that the man was mad: Whom I made lord of me and all, I had,
Thevenom clamours of a jealous woman

At your important letters, - this ill day
Poison more deadly, than a mad dog's tooth. A most outrageous fit of madness took him;
It seems, his sleeps were hinder'd by thy railing: That desperately he hurried through the street,
And thereof comes it, that his head is light.

(With him his bondman all as mad as he, )
Thou say'st, his meat was sauc'd with thy upbraidings: Doing displeasure to the citizens,
Unquiet meals make ill digestions,

By rushing in their houses, bearing thence
Thereof the ragiirg fire of fever bred:

Rings, jewels, any thing his rage did like.
And what's a fever but a fit of madness?

Once did I get him bound, and sent him home,
Thon say'st, his sports were hinder'd by thy brawls: Whilst to take order for the wrongs I went,
Sweet recreation barr'd, what doth ensue,

That here and there his fury had committed.
But moody and dull melancholy,

Anon, I wot not, by what strong escape,
(Kinsman to grim and comfortless despair ;)

He broke from those, that had the guard of him, • And, at her heels, a huge infectious troop

And, with his mad attendant and himself,
Of pale distemperatures, and foes to life?

Each one with ireful passion, with drawn swords,
In food, in sport, and life-preserving rest,

Met us again, and, madly bent on us,
To be disturb’d, would mad or man, or beast: Chased us away; till, raising of more aid,
The consequence is then, thy jealous fits

We came again to bind them : then they fled
Have scared thy husband from the use of wits. Into this abbey, whither we pursued them;
Luc. She never reprehendedhim but mildly,

And here the abbess shuts the gates on us,
When he demean'd himselfrough, rude and wildly. And will not sufl'er us to fetch him out;
Why bear you these rebukes, and answer not? Nor send him forth, that we may bear him hence.
Adr. She did betray me to my own reproof.

Therefore, most gracious duke, with thy command,
Good people, enter, and lay hold on him!

Let him be brought forth, and borne hence for help!
Abb. No, not a creature enters in my honse.

Duke.Long since, thy husband serv'd me iu my wars;
Adr.Then, let your servants bring my husband forth. And I to thee engag’dľa prince's word,
Abb. Neither; he took this place for sanctuary,

When thou didst make him master of thy bed,
And it shall privilege him from your hands,
Till I have brought him to his wits again,

To do him all the grace and good, I could
Or lose my labour in assaying it.

Go some of you, knock at the abbey-gate,

And bid the lady abbess come to me!
Adr. I will attend my husband, be his nurse,
Diet his sickness, for it is my office,

I will determine this, before I stir.

Enter a Serrant.
And will have no attorney but myself;
And therefore let me have him home with me!

Serv.. O mistress, mistress, shift and save yourself!
Abb. Be patient; for I will not let him stir,

My master and his man are both broke loose,
Till I have us'd the approved means I have,

Beaten the maids a-row, and bound the doctor,
Whose beard they have sing'd off with brands of fire;

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