If any bark put forth, come to the mart, [Exit. Ant. S. There's none but witches do inhabit here; I'll stop mine ears against the mermaid's song. Ang. Master Antipholus? Ant. S. Ay, that's my name. Ang. I know it well, sir: lo, here is the chain: I thought to have ta'en you at the Porcupine: The chain unfinish'd made me stay thus long. Ant. S. What is your will, that I shall do with this? Ang.What please yourself,sir; I have made it for you. Ant. S. Made it for me, sir? I bespoke it not. Ang. Not once, nor twice,but twenty times you have: Go home with it, and please your wife withal; And soon at supper-time I'll visit you, And then receive my money for the chain. Ant. S. I pray you, sir, receive the For fear you ne'er see chain, nor money, more. Ang. You are a merry man, sir; fare you well![Exit. Ant. S. What I should think of this, I cannot tell : But this I think, there's no man is so vain, That would refuse so fair an offer'd chain. I see, a man here needs not live by shifts, When in the streets he meets such golden gifts. I'll to the mart, and there for Dromio stay; If any ship put out, then straight away! АСТ IV. money now, SCENE I. The sume. [Exit. Enter a Merchant, ANGELO, and an Officer. Ang. Even just the sum, that I do owe to you, And in the instant, that I met with you, sus. Off. That labour may you save; see where he comes. Ant. E. While I go to the goldsmith's house, go thou And buy a rope's end; that will I bestow Among my wife and her confederates, For locking me out of my doors by day. But soft, I see the goldsmith:-get thee gone; Buy thou a rope, and bring it home to me! Dro. E. I buy a thousand pound a year! I buy a rope! Ant. E. A man is well holp up, that trusts to you. [Exit Dromio. I promised your presence, and the chain ; But neither chain, nor goldsmith, came to me. Belike, you thought, our love would last too long, If it were chain'd together, and therefore came not. Ang. Saving your merry humour, here's the note, How much your chain weighs to the utmost carrat; I pray you, see him presently discharg'd; Ant. E. I am not furnish'd with the present money; Ang. Then you will bring the chain to her yourself? Ant. E. No; bear it with you, lest I come not time enough. Ang. Well, sir, I will. Have you the chain about you? Ant. E. An if I have not, sir, I hope you have; Or else you may return without your money. Ang. Nay, come, I pray you, sir, give me the chain! Both wind and tide stays for this gentleman, And I, to blame, have held him here too long. Ant. E. Good lord, you use this dalliance, to excuse Your breach of promise to the Porcupine: should have chid you for not bringing it, But, like a shrew, you first begin to brawl. Mer. The hour steals on: I pray you, sir, dispatch. Ang. You hear how he impórtunes me; the chainAnt. E. Why, give it to my wife, and fetch your money! I Ang. Come, come, you know, I gave it you even now; Ant. E. I answer you! What should I answer you? say so. Ang. You wrong me more, sir, in denying it: my suit! Off. I do; and charge you, in the duke's name, to obey me. Ang. This touches me in reputation: Either consent to pay this sum for me, Or I attach you by this officer, Ant. E. Consent to pay thee that I never had! Enter DROMIO of Syracuse. What ship of Epidamnum stays for me? Dro. S. A ship you sent me to, to hire waftage. Ant. E. I will debate this matter at more leisure, [Exeunt Merchant, Angelo, Officer, and Dro. S. To Adriana! that is where we din'd, SCENE II. 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? [Exit. Look'd he or red, or pale; or sad, or merrily? Luc. First, he denied, you had in him no right. Luc. Then swore he, that he was a stranger here. were. Luc. Then pleaded I for you. Adr. And what said he? Luc. That love, I begg'd for you, he begg'd of me. Adr. With what persuasion did he tempt thy love? Luc. With words, that in an honest suit might move. First, he did praise my beauty; then, my speech. Adr. Did'st speak him fair? Luc. Have patience, I beseech. Adr. I cannot, nor I will not, hold me still; My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will. He is deformed, crooked, old, and sere, Ill-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. Ah! but I think him better, than I say, [Exit Luciana. Co That he, unknown to me, should be in debt:- Dro. S. Not on a band, but on a stronger thing, Dro. S. No, no, the bell: 'tis time, that I were gone. And yet would herein others' eyes were worse: Dro. S. Here, go; the desk, the purse; sweet now, make haste! 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, A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one, that countermands The passages of alleys, creeks and narrow lands; Adr. Go, Dromio; there's the money, bear it straight, A hound, that runs counter, and yet draws dry-foot well; One that, before the judgement, carries poor souls to hell. SCENE III.-The same. [Exeunt. Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse. Ant. S. There's not a man I meet, but doth salute me, And every one doth cali me by my name. As if I were their well-acquainted friend; Some tender money to me, some invite me; Some other give me thanks for kindnesses; Some offer me commodities to buy: Even now a tailor call'd me in his shop, And show'd me silks, that he had bought for me, And, therewithal, took measure of my body. Sure these are but imaginary wiles, And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here. Enter DROMIO of Syracuse. Dro. S. Master, here's the gold, you sent me for: What, have you got the picture of old Adam new apparell❜d? 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. Ant. S. I undersand 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 morris-pike. Ant. S. What! thou mean'st an officer? Dro. S. Ay, sir, the sergeant of the band; he that brings any man to answer it, that breaks his band; one, that thinks a man always going to bed, and give you good rest! Dr AR Dr 3 | D spe A D A A T I Ant. S. Well, sir, there rest in your foolery. Is That I should be attach'd in Ephesus: Ant. S. The fellow is distract, and so am I; Some blessed power deliver us from hence! Cour. Well met, well met, master Antipholus! 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 an 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. Here comes my man; I think, he brings the money. How now, sir? have you that, I sent you for? Dro. E. Here's that, I warrant you, will pay them all. Ant. E. But where's the money? Dro. E. Why, sir, I gave the money for the rope. Ant. E. Five hundred ducats, villain, for a rope? Dro. E. I'll serve you, sir, five hundred at the rate. Ant. E. To what end did I bid thee hie thee home? Dro. E. To a rope's end, sir; and to that end am I returned. Ant. E. And to that end, sir, I will welcome you. [Beating him. Off. Good sir, be patient! Dro. E. Nay, 'tis for me to be patient; I am in adversity. Off. Good now, hold thy tongue! Dro. E. Nay, rather persuade him to hold his hands! Ant. E. Thou whores on, senseless villain! 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. Jam an ass, indeed; you may prove it by my Cour. Your man and you are marvellous merry, sir. Ant. S. Why, Dromio? Dro. S. Marry, he must have a long spoon, that must eat with the devil. Ant. S. Avoid then, fiend! what 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, A nut, a cherry-stone; but she, more covetous, Master, be wise; an' if you give it her, The devil will shake her chain, and fright us with it. Of his own doors being shut against his entrance. vity 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 his 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 ecstacy! Pinch. Give me your hand, and let me feel your pulse! Ant E. There is my hand, and let it feel your Pinch. Icharge thee, Satan, hous'd within this man, To yield possession to my holy prayers, And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight; ear. I conjure thee by all the saints in heaven. Adr. O, husband, God doth know, you din'd at home, Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus, and an Officer. Ant. E. Fear me not, man, I will not break away; I'll give thee, ere I leave thee, so much money To warrant thee, as I am 'rested for. My wife is in a wayward mood to-day, And will not lightly trust the messenger, Ant. E. I din'd at home! Thou villain, what say'st thou? Dro. E. Sir, sooth to say, you did not dine at home. Ant.E.Were not my doors lock'd up, and I shut out? 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 sorn'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 sooth him in these contraries? 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 ar rest 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. And.E.Weut'st not thou to her for a purse of ducats? Pinch. Mistress, both man and master is possess'd; And why dost thou deny the bag of gold? Adr. I did not, gentle husband, lock thee forth. Dro. E. And, gentle master, I receiv'd no gold; But I confess, sir, that we were lock'd out. Bind Dr This Adr. I know the man: what is the sum he owes? Off. Due for a chain, your husband had of him. Adr. Dissembling villain, thou speak'st false in both. Ant. E. Dissembling harlot, thou art false in all, And art confederate with a damned pack, To make a loathsome abject scorn of me: But with these nails I'll pluck out these false eyes, That would behold me in this shameful sport. [Pinch and his assistants bind Ant. E. and Dro. E. Adr.O,bind him, bind him,let him not come near me! Pinch. More company ; the fiend is strong within him. Luc. Ahme, poor man, how pale and wan he looks! Ant. E. What, wilt thou murder me? Thou gaoler, thou, I am thy prisoner; wilt thou suffer them Off. Masters, let him go: He is my prisoner, and you shall not have him. Off. He is my prisoner; if I let him go, And, knowing how the debt grows, I will pay it. Luc. God, for thy mercy! they are loose again. [Exeunt Officer, Adriana, and Luciana. Ilong, 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. Dro. E. Master, I am here enter'd in bond for you. Ant. E. Out on thee, villain! wherefore dost thou mad me? Ant. S. I will not stay to-night for all the town; Therefore away, to get our stuff aboard! Dro. E. Will you be bound for nothing? be mad, me! [Exeunt Pinch and assistants, with Ant. E. Say now, whose suit is he arrested at? Off. One Angelo, a goldsmith; do you know him? А С Т V. [Exeunt. In SCENE I.- The same. Enter ANTIPHOLUS and DROMIO of Syracuse. That you would put me to this shame and trouble; Ant. S. Thou art a villain, to impeach me thus: T Bind Dromio too, and bear them to my house! [Exeunt Ant. S. and Dro. S. to the Priory. Abb. Be quiet, people! wherefore throng you hither? Ang. I knew, he was not in his perfect wits. Ne'er brake into extremity of rage. Abb. Hath he not lost much wealth by wreck at sea? Adr. To none of these, except it be the last; 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 mad: Thou say'st, his meat was sauc'd with thy upbraidings: With wholesome syrups, drugs, and holy prayers, Therefore depart, and leave him here with me! To separate the husband and the wife. Mer. To see a reverend Syracusan merchant, Against the laws and statutes of this town, Ang. See, where they come; we will behold his death. Duke. Yet once again proclaim it publicly, He shall not die, so much we tender him. Adr. Justice, most sacred duke, against the abbess! wrong. It cannot be, that she hath done thee band, Whom I made lord of me and all, I had, this ill day A most outrageous fit of madness took him; By rushing in their houses, bearing thence Thou 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, Adr. I will attend my husband, be his narse, And therefore let me have him home with me! That here and there his fury had committed. I will determine this, before I stir. Enter a Servant. Serv.. O mistress, mistress, shift and save yourself! |