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Dro. E. Let my master in, Luce. Luce. Faith no ; he comes too late: And so tell your master. Dro. E. Lord, I must laugh :— Have at you with a proverb.-Shall I set in my staff f Luce. Have at you with another : that’s, Wheu can you tell ? Dro. S. If thy name be call'd Luce, Luce, thou hast answer'd him well. Ant. E. Do you hear, you minion ? you'll let us in, I hope 1 Luce. I thought to have ask'd you. Dro. S. And you said, no. Dro. E. So, come, help ; well struck; there was blow for blow. Ant. E. Thou baggage, let me in. Luce. Can you tell for whose sake Dro. E. Master, knock the door hard. Duce. Let him knock till it ake. Ant. E. You'll cry for this, minion, if I beat the door down. Luce. What needs all that, and a pair of stocks in the town 2 Adr. [Within.) Who is that at the door, that keeps all this noise f Dro. S. By my troth, your town is troubled with unruly boys. Ant. E. Are you there, wife? you might have come before. Adr. Your wife, Sir knave I go, get you from the door. Dro. E. If you went in pain, master, this knave would go sore. Here is neither cheer, Sir, nor welcome; we would tain have either. in debating which was best, we shall part " with neither. E. They stand at the door, master; bid them welcome hither. E. There is something in the wind, that we cannot get in. 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. t 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 ; and words are but wind ; Ay, and break it in your face, so he break it not behind. IDro. S. It seems, thou wantest breaking ; Out upon thee, hind 1 Lro. 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 sin. Ant. E. Well, I'll break in ; Go borrow me a crow. Dro. E. A crow without a feather; master, mean you so f For a fish without a fin, there's a fowl without a

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so :
Herein you war against your reputation,
And draw within the compass of suspect
The unviolated houour of your wife.
Once this, Your long experience of her wis-

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Her sober virtue, years, and modesty
Plead on her part some cause to you unknown;
And doubt not, Sir, but she will well excuse

• Have part:
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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 inade ou 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 possessics.
Ant E. You have prevail'd; I will depart is
quiet.
And, in despite of mirth, mean to be merry.
I know a wench of excellent discourse,_
Pretty and witty; wild, and yet, too getti- :—
There will we dine : this woman that I mean,
My wise (but, I protest, without desert,”
Hath ostentimes upbraided me withal;
To her will we to dinner.—Get you botne.
And fetch the chain; by this, t i Amos, *tis
made :
Bring it, I pray you, to the Porcupine;
For there's the house ; that chain will I besto-
(Be it for nothing but to spite my wife,)
Upon mine hostess there : good Sir,
haste:
Since mine own doors refuse to entertain me,
I'll knock elsewhere, to see if they’ll dasoaia

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Luc. And may it be that you have quite for-
got
A husband's office? shall, Antipbolus, hate.
Even in the spring of love, thy love-springs:
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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:
Mufile your false love 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 :
Bear a fair presence, though your heart be
tainted ;
Teach sin the carriage of a holy saint:
Be secret-false: what need she be acquainted t
What simple thief brags of his own attaunto
'Tis double wrong, to truant with your bed,
And let her read it in thy looks at board :
Shame hath a bastard fame, well Ibanaged;
ill deeds are doubled with an evil word.
Alas ! poor women I make us but beheve,
Being compact of credit, $ that you love as:

Though others have the arm, show us ube
sleeve;
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Ant. S. Sweet mistress, (what your name is else, I know not, Nor by what wonder you do hit on mine,) Less, in your knowledge, and your graee, you

show not, Than our earth’s wonder; more than earth divine. Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak ;

Lay open to my earthly gross conceit, smother'd in errors, feeble, shallow, weak, The folded meaning of your word's deceit. Against my soul's pure truth why labour you, to make it wander in an unknown field f Are you a god? would you create me new f trano, me then, and to your power I'll yield. But if that I am I, then well I know, Your weeping sister is no wife of mine, Nor to her bed no homage do I owe ; Far more, far more, to you do I decline. o train me not, sweet mermaid," with thy note, To drown me in thy sister's flood of tears; sing, siren, for thyself, and I will dote : soro", o'er the silver waves thy golden alrs, And as a bed I'll take thee, and there lie ; And in that glorious supposition, think He gains by death, that hath such means to die :Let love, being light, be drowned if she sink ALuc. What, are you mad, that you do reason so f Ant. S. Not mad, but mated; t how, I do not know. Luc. It is a fault that springeth from your eye. Ant. &. For gazing on your beams, fair sun, being by. Illuc. Gaze where you should, and that will clear your sight. Ant. S. As good to wink, sweet love, as look on night. Inc. Why call you me love? call my sister so t Ant. S. Thy sister's sister. Luc. That’s my sister. Ant. W. No ; It is thyself, mine own self's better part ; Mine eye's clear eye, my dear heart's dearer heart; My food, my fortune, and my sweet hope's aim, My sole earth's heaven, and my heaven's claim. fluc. All this iny sister is, or else should be. Ant. S. Call thyself sister, sweet, for I aim thee : Thee will I love, and with thee lead my life; Thou hast no husband yet, nor 1 no wise : Give me thy hand. 1. it c. O soft, Sir, hold you still ; I'll fetch my sister, to get her good will. [En it Luc.

Enter, from the house of ANT1 pholts of Ephesus, Dao Mio of Syracuse.

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me; but that she, being a very beastly creature, lays claim to me. Ant. S. What is she f Dro. S. A very reverend body; ay, such a one as a man may not speak of, without he say, sir-reverence: I have but lean luck in the match, and yet is she a wondrous fat marriage 1 Ant. S. How dost thon mean, a fat marriage? Dro. S. Marry, Sir, she's the kitchen-wench, and all grease : and I know not what use to put her to, but to make a lamp of her, and run from her by her own light. I warrant, her rags, and the taslow in them, will burn a Poland winter: if she lives till doomsday, she'll burn a week longer than the whole world. Ant. S. What complexion is she off Dro. S. Swart," like my shoe, but her face nothing like so clean kept ; For why? she o, a man may go over shoes in the grime of it. Ant. S. That’s a fault that water will mend. Dro. S. No, Sir, 'tis in grain; Noah's flood could not do it. Ant. S. What's her name * Dro. &. Nell, Sir ;—but her name and three quarters, that is, an ell and three quarters, will not measure her from hip to hip. Ant. S. Then she bears some breadth 7 Dro. S. No longer from head to foot, than from hip to hip : She is spherical, like a globe; 1 could find out countries in her. l Ant. S. in what part of her body stands Ireand 2 Dro. S. Marry, Sir, in her buttocks; I found it out by the bogs. | Ant. &. Where Scotland of Dro. S. I found it by the barrenness : hard, in the palm of the hand. Ant. S. Where France? Dro. S. In her forehead : arm’d and reverted, making war against her hair. Ant. S. Where England f Dro. S. I look'd for the chalky cliffs, but I could find no whiteness in them : but I guess, it stood in her chin, by the salt rheum that ran between France and it. Ant. S. Where Spain f Dro. s. Faith, I saw it not; but I felt it, hot in her breath. Ant. S. Where America, the Indies f Dro. S. o Sir, upon her nose, all o'er embellished with rubies, carbuncles, sapphires, declining their rich aspect to the hot breath of Spain; who sent whole armadas of carracks t to be ballast to her nose. Ant. S. Where stood Belgia, lands of Dro. s. o Sir, I did not look so low. To conclude, this drudge, or diviner, laid claim to me ; called me IDromio 3 swore I was assur'd : to her ; told me what privy marks I had about me, as the mark on my shoulder, the mole in my neck, the great wart on my left arm, that 1, amazed, ran from her as a witch : and I think if my breast had not been made of faith, and my heart of steel, she had transformed ine to a curtail-dog, and made me turn i'the wheel. § Ant. S. Go, hie thee presently, post to the road ; And if the wind blow any way from shore, I will not harbour in this town to-night. If any bark put forth, come to the mart, Where I will walk, till thou return to me. If every one know us, and we know none, 'Tis time I think, to trudge, pack, and be gone. Dro. s. As from bear a man would run for life. so fly i from her that would be my wife. (Erit. Ant. S. There's none but witches do inhabit here ;

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Mer. You know, since pentecost the sum is due, And since I have not much impôrtun'd you; Nor now I had not, but that I am bound To Persia, and want gilders • for my voyage : Therefore make present satisfaction, Or, I'll attach you by this otlicer. Ang. Even just the sum, that I do owe to you, !s growing t to me by Antipholus; And, in the instant that I met with you He had of me a chain; at five o'clock, I shall receive the money for the saine: Pleaseth you walk with me down to his house, I will discharge my bond, and thank you tou.

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But neither chain, nor goldsmith came to Ine : Belike, you thought our love would last too long, If it were chain'd together ; and therefore came not. 4ng. Saving your merry humour, here's the note, How much your chain weighs to the utinest carat : The fineness of the gold, and chargeful fa-bion; Which dotu amount to three old ducats more That I stand debted to this geutleman : I pray you, see him presently discharg’d, For he is bound to sea, and stays but for it. Ant. E. I am not furnisb'd with the preseat money : Besides, I have some business in the town : Good signior take the stranger to my house, And with you take the chain, and bid my wife Disburse the sum on the receipt thereof; Perchance, I will " be there as soon as yen. Ang. Then you will bling the chain to bes yourself f 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 ros 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 : I should have chid you for not bringing it, But, like a shrew, you first begin to be awlMer. The hour steals on ; I pray you, Sir,

despatch. Ang. You hear how he importunes me; the chain– Ant. E. Why, give it to my wife, and fetch your money. Ang. Come, cotue, you know, I gave it you even now ; Either send the chain, or send une by sance token. A né. E. Fie! now you run this humour cat of breath : Come, where’s the chain I pray you let me see it. Mer. My business cannot brook this dalliauce ;

Good Sir, say, whe'r you'll answer me, or no.
If uot, I'll leave him to the officer.
Ant. E. I answer you ! What should I am
swer you ?
Ang. The money, that you owe me for the
chain
Ant. E. I owe you none, till I receive the
chain.
Ang. You know I gave it you half an boar
since.
Ant. E. You gave me none, you wrong me
much to say so.
Ang. You wrong me more, Sir, in denying it.
Consider, how it stands upon my credit.
Mer. Well, officer, arrest him at my suit.
Qth. I do i and charge you in the duke's name
to obey me.
Ang. This touches me in reputation :-
Either consent to pay this suum for me,
Or I attach you by this officer.
Ant. E. Consent to pay thee that I never bad!
Arrest Ine, foolish fellow, if thou dar'st.
Ang. Here is thy fee; arrest hin, officer;
I would not spare my brother in this case,
If he should scorn me so apparently.
Q/h. I do arrest you, Sir ; you hear the suit.
Ant. R. ... I do obey thee, till 1 give thee
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Ant. S. Sweet mistress, (what your name is else, I know not, Nor by what wonder you do hit on mine,) Less, in your knowledge, and your graee, you

show not, Than our earth's wonder; more than earth divine. Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak;

Lay opeu to my earthly gross conceit, Smother'd in errors, feeble, shallow, weak, The folded meaning of your word's deceit. Against my soul's pure truth why labour you, To taake it wander in an unknown field t Are you a god? would you create me new f Tulo, me then, and to your power I'll yield. But if that I am I, then well I know, Your weeping sister is no wife of mine, Nor to her bed no homage do I owe ; Far more, far more, to you do I decline. 0 train me not, sweet mermaid, " with thy note, To drown me in thy sister's flood of tears; Sing, siren, for thyself, and 1 will dote: *. o'er the silver waves thy golden airs, And as a bed I'll take thee, and there lie; And in that glorious supposition, think He gains by death, that hath such means to die — Let love, being light, be drowned if she sink I Luc. What, are you mad, that you do reason $of Ant. % Not mad, but mated; t how, I do not trow. Luc. It is a fault that springeth from your eye. Ant. &. For gazing on your beams, fair sun, being by. Luc. Gaze where you should, and that will clear your sight. Ant. S. As good to wink, sweet love, as look on night. Lic, Why call you me love? call my sister so f Ant. S. Thy sister's sister. Luc. That's my sister. Ant. &. No ; It is thyself, mine own self's better part ; Mine *: clear eye, my dear heart's dearer eart: My food, my fortune, and my sweet hope's aiun, My sole earth's heaven, and my heaven’s claim. Luc. All this my sister is, or else should be. Ant. o Call thyself sister, sweet, for 1 aim thee : Thee will I love, and with thee lead my life; Thou hast no husband yet, nor 1 no wise : Give me thy hand. Luc. O soft, Sir, hold you still ; I'll fetch my sister, to get her good will. [Erit Luc.

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me; but that she, being a very beastly creature, lays claim to me. Ant. S. What is she f Dro. S. A very reverend body; ay, such a one as a man may not speak of, without he say, sir-reverence: I have but lean luck in the match, and yet is she a wondrous fat marriage? Ant. &. How dost thoa mean, a fat marriage? Dro. S. Marry, Sir, she's the kitchen-wench, and all grease : and I know not what use to put her to, but to make a lamp of her, and run from her by her own light. I warrant, her rags, and the tallow in them, will burn a Poland winter: if she lives till doomsday, she’ll burn a week longer than the whole world. Ant. &. What complexion is she off Dro. S. Swart,” like my shoe, but her face nothing like so clean kept; For why? she o, a man may go over shoes in the grime of it. Ant. &. That’s a fault that water will mend. Dro. S. No, Sir, 'tis in grain; Noah's flood could uot do it. Ant. S. What’s her name f IDro. S. Nell, Sir ;—but her name and three quarters, that is, an ell and three quarters, will not measure her from hip to hip. Ant, S. Then she bears some breadth” Dro. S. No longer from head to foot, than from hip to hip : She is spherical, like a globe; 1 could find out countries in her. Ant. S. In what part of her body stands Ireland 1 Dro. S. Marry, Sir, in her buttocks; I found it out by the bogs. | Ant. &. Where Scotland of Dro. S. I found it by the barrenness: hard, in the palm of the hand. Ant. S. Where France? Dro. 3. In her forehead; arm'd and reverted, making war against her hair. Ant. S. Where England 7 Dro. S. I look’d for the chalky cliffs, but I could find no whiteness in them : but I guess, it stood in her chin, by the salt rheum that ran between France and it. Ant. S. Where Spain f Dro. S. Faith, I saw it not ; but I felt it, hot in her breath. Ant. S, Where America, the Indies 7 Dro. S. O. Sir, upon her nose, all o'er embellished with rubies, carbuncles, sapphires, declining their rich aspect to the hot breath of Spain; who sent whole armadas of carracks # to be ballast to her nose. Ant. S. Where stood Belgia, the Netherlands t Dro. S. O. Sir, I did not look so low. To conclude, this drudge, or diviner, laid claim to me; called me Dromio ; swore I was assur’d t to her ; told me what privy marks I had about me, as the mark on my shoulder, the mole in my neck, the great wart on my left arm, that I, amazed, ran from her as a witch : and I think if my breast had not been made of faith, and my heart of steel, she had transformed me to a curtail-dog, and made me turn i'the wheel. $ Ant. S. Go, hie thee presently, post to the road ; And if the wind blow any way from shore, I will not harbour in this town to-night. 1f any bark put forth, come to the mart, Where I will walk, till thou return to me. If every one know us, and we know none,

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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 1 what Adam dost thou mean * Dro. S. Not that Adam, that kept the para

dise, but that Adam, that keeps the prison : he that goes in the cali’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 understand thee not. Dro. S. No 2 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 then a sob, and 'rests them ; he, Sir, that takes pity ou decayed men, and gives them suits of durance ; he that sets up his rest to do more exploits with his unace, than a morrispike. Ant. S. What I thou inean'st an officer 7 Dro. S. Ay, Sir, the serjeant of the band ; he, that brings any unan to answer it, that breaks his band : one that thiuks a man always going to bed, and says, God give you good rest. A nt. S. Well, Sir, there rest in your foolery. Is there any ship puts forth to-night I may we be gone 7 Dro. S. Why, Sir, I brought you word an hour since, that the bark Expedition put forth to-night ! and then were you hindered by the serjeant, to tarry for the hoy, Delay : Here are the angels that you sent for, to deliver you. Ant. S. The fellow is distract, aud so au I; And here we wander in illusions : Svine blessed power deliver us from hence

Enter a Count Ez AN.

Well met, well met, master pholus, I see, Sir, you have found the goldsmith now ; Is that the chain you p, omis'd me to-day Ant. S. Satan, avoid I charge thee tempt me not : Dro. S. Master, is this mistress Satan? Ant. S. It is the devil. 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 one, that's as much as to say, God make one a light u crich. 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 burh ; Come not near her. Cour. Your mall and you are marvellous merry, Sir. [here. will you go with me? We'll mend our dinner Dro. S. Master, o you do expect spoon-lue..t, or bespeak a long spoon. Aut. S. Why, Dioulio !

Cour. Anti

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Dro. S. Marry, he must have a long spoos, that must eat with the devil. Amt. S. Avoid then, fiend ? why tell'st to me of supping? Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress: I cónjure thee to leave me, and be gene. Cour. Give me the ring of mine yeahad at dinner, Or, for my diamond, the chain you pretais'd : And I’ll be gone, Sir, and not trouble you. Dro. S. Some devils ask but the Paris; of oue’s nail, A rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin, A nut, a cherry-stone : but she, unvie coveto, Would have a chain. Master, be wise ; and if you give it her. The devil will shake her chaia, and flight as with it. Cour. I pray you, Sir, the ring, or else the chain ; I hope, you do not mean to cheat me so. Ant. S. Avaunt, thou witch i Couie Drugs, let us go. Dro. S. Fly pride, says the peacock : tress, that you know. [E, eung ANT. and fore. Cour. Now, out of doubt, Antipholus is mad, Else would he never so deincan himself: A ring he hath of mine worth forty ducats. And for the same he promised me a ctata ? Both one, and other, he denies one new. 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 et trance. Belike, his wife, acquainted with his fits, On purpose shut the doors against his way. My way his now, to hie house to his house, And tell his wife, that, being lunatic, He rush'd into my house, and took perforce My riug away : This course 1 fittest cheese; For forty ducats is too much to lase. *Exit

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