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Spread o'er the silver waves thy golden hairs, Dro. S. No, sir, 'tis in grain ; Noah's food could And as a bed I'll take thee, and there lie; not do it. And, in that glorious supposition, think
Ant, S. What's her name?
Let love, being light, be drowned if she sink! quarters, that is, an ell and three quarters, will
Dro. S. No longer from head to foot, than from
Ant. S. In what part of her body stands Ireland ? Luc. Gaze where you should, and that will clear Dro. S. Marry, sir, in her buttocks; I found it your sight.
out by the bogs. Ant. S. As good to wink, sweet lore, as look on Ant. S. Where Scotland ? night.
Dro. S. I found it by the barrenness; hard, in Luc. Why call you me love? call my sister so. the palm of the hand. Int. s. Thy sister's sister.
Ant. S. Where France ? Lule.
That's my sister. Dio. s. in her forehead ; arm'd and reverted, Jul. S.
No; making war against her hair. It is thyself, mine own sell's better part;
Ant. S. Where England ? Mine eye's clear cyc, my dear heart's dearer heart; Dro. S. I look'd for the chalky cliffs, but I could My food, my fortune, and my sweet hope's aim, find no whiteness in them: but I guess it stood in My sole earth's heaven, and my heaven's claim. her chin, by the salt rheum that ran between
Lne. All this my sister is, or else should be. France and it. Ant. S. Call thyself sister, sweet, for I aim thee: Ant. S. Where Spain ? Thee will I love, and with thee lead my life; Dro. S. Faith, I saw it not; but I felt it, hot in Thou hast no husband yet, nor I no wife: her breath. Give me thy hand.
Ant. S. Where America, the Indies ? Luc.
0, soft, sir, hold you still ; Dro. S. O, sir, upon her nose, all o'er embellish'd I'll fetch my sister, to get her good will." with rubies, carbuncles, sapphires, declining their
[Exil Luciana. rich aspect to the hot breath of Spain; who sent Enter, from the house of Antipholus of Ephesus, " Ant. S. Where stood Belgia, the Netherlands ?
whole armadas of carracks to be ballast at her nose. Dromio of Syracuse.
Dro, S, 0, sir, I did not look so low. To conAnt. S. Why, how now, Dromio ? where runn'st clude, this drudge, or diviner, laid claim to me; thou so fast ?
call’d me Dromio ; swore, I was assurd' to her; Dro. S. Do you know me, sir ? am I Dromio ? am told me what privy marks I had about me, as the I your man? am I myself?
mark of my shoulder, the mole in my neck, the Ant. S. Thou art Dromio, thou art my man, from her as a witch: and, I think, if my breast had
great wart on my lest arm, that I, amazed, ran thou art thyself. Dro. S. I am an ass, I am a woman's man, and pot been made of faith, and my heart of steel, she besides mysell.
had transform'd me to a curtail-dog, and made me Ant, S. What woman's man? and how besides turn i'the wheels thyself ?
Ant. S. Go, hie thee presently, post to the road; Dro. S. Marry, sir, besides myself, I am due to And if the wind blow any way from shore, a woman ; one that claims me, one that haunts me, I will not harbour in this town to-night. one that will have mc.
If any bark put forth, come to the mart, Anl, S. What claim lays she to thee?
Where I will walk, till thou return to me. Dro. $. Marry, sir, such claim as you would lay If every one know us, and we know none, to your horse ; and she would have me as a beast: 'Tis time, I think, to trudge, pack, and be gone. not that, I being a beast, she would have me; but
Dro, S. As from a bear a man would run for life, that she, being a very beastly creature, lays claim So fly I from her that would be my wife. (Erit.
Ant. S. There's none but witches do inhabit here; Ant. S. What is she?
And therefore, 'tis high time that I were hence. Dro. S. A very reverent body; ay, such a one She, that doth call me husband, even my soul as a man may not speak of, without he say, sir Doth for a wife abhor: but her fair sister, reverence: I have but lean luck in the match, and Possess'd with such a gentle sovereign grace, yet is she a wondrous fat marriage.
Of such enchanting presence and discourse, Ant. S. How dost thou mean, a fat marriage? Hath almost made me traitor to myself :
Dro. S. Marry, sir, she's the kitchen-wench, and But, lest myself be guilty to self-wrong, all grease; and I know not what use to put her to, I'll stop mine cars against the mermaid's song. but to make a lamp of her, and run from her by
Enler Angelo. her own light. I warrant, her rags, and the tallow in them, will burn a Poland winter: is she lives Ing. Master Antipholus ? till doomsday, she'll burn a week longer than the Ant. S. Ay, that's my name. whole world.
Ang. I know it well, sir : Lo, here is the chain; Ant. S. What complexion is she of?
I thought to have ta’en you at the Porcupine : Dro. S. Swart,2 like my shoe, but her facc no- The chain unfinish'd made me stay thus long. thing like so clean kept; For why? she sweats, a Ant. 8. What is your will, that I shall do with man may go over shoes in the grime of it.
this? Ant. S. That's a fault that water will mend. Ang. What please yourself, sir; I have made
(1) i. e. Confounded. (2) Swarthy.
(5) A turn-spit.
it for you.
Ant. S. Made it for me, sir ? I bespoke it not. Ang. Then you will bring the chain to her yourAng. Not once, nor twice, but twenty times you sell? have:
Anl. E. No; bear it with you, lest I come not Go home with it, and please your wife withal;
time enough. And soon at supper-lime I'll visit you,
, sir, I will : Have you the chain about And then receive my money for the chain. Ant. $. I pray you, sir, receive the money now;
Ant. £. An if I have not, sir, I hope you have; For fear you ne'er see chain, nor money, more. Or else you may return without your money. Ang. You are a merry man, sir; fare you well. Ang. Nay, come, I pray you, sir, give me the
chain : Ant. S. What I should think of this, I cannot tell; Both wind and tide stays for this gentleman, But this I think, there's no man is so vain, And I, lo blame, have held him here too long. That would refuse so fair an offer'd chain.
Anl. E. Good lord, you use this dalliance to I see, a man here needs not live by shifts, When in the streets he meets such golden gifts. Your breach of promise to the Porcupine: I'll to the mart, and there for Dromio stay; I should have chid you for not bringing it, If any ship put out, then straight away. (Exit. But, like a shrew, you first begin to brawl.
Mer. The hour steals on; I pray you, sir, des
patch. Ang. You hear, how he importunes me; the
Ant. E. Why, give it to my wise, and fetch your SCENE I.— The same. Enter a Merchant, An
money. gelo, and an Officer.
Ang. Come, come, you know, I gave it you
even now; Mer. You know, since Pentecost the sum is due, Either send the chain, or send me by some token. And since I have not much importun'd you; Ant. E. Fie ! now you run this humour out of Nor now I had not, but that I am bound
breath : To Persia, and want guilders' for my voyage : Come, where's the chain? I pray you let me see it. Therefore make present satisfaction,
Mer. My business cannot brook this dalliance; Or I'll attach you by this officer.
Good sir, say, whe'r you'll answer me, or no; Ang. Even just the sum, that I do owe to you, If not, I'll leave him to the officer. Is growingto me by Antipholus :
Ani. E. I answer you! What should I answer And, in the instant that I met with you,
you? He had of me a chain ; at five o'clock,
Ang. The moncy, that you ove me for the chain. I shall receive the money for the same:
Ani. E. I owe you nonc, till I receive the chain. Pleaseth you walk with me down to his house, Ang. You know, I gave it you half an hour since. I will discharge my bond, and thank you too. Ani. E. You gave me none; you wrong me much
to say so. Enter Antipholus of Ephesus, and Dromio of Ephesus.
Ang. You wrong me more, sir, in denying it:
Consider, how it stands upon my credit. off. That labour may you save; see where he Mer. Well, officer, arrest him at my suit.
off. I do; and charge you in the duke's name, Ant. E. While I go to the goldsmith's house, go
to obey me. thou
Ang. This touches me in reputation :And buy a rope's end ; that will I bestow
Either consent to pay this sum for me, Among my wife and her confederates,
Or I attach you by this officer. For locking me out of my doors by day.- Ant. E. Consent to pay thee that I never had But soft, I see the goldsmith :-get thee gone; Arrest me, foolish fellow, if thou dar'st. Buy thou a rope, and bring it home to me.
Ang. Here is thy fee; arrest him, officer; Dro. E. I buy a thousand pound a year! I buy I would not spare my brother in this case, a rope !
(Erit Dromio. If he should scorn me so apparently. Ant. E. A man is well holp up, that trusts to
off. I do arrest you, sir; you hear the suit. you:
Ant. E. I do obey thee, till I give thee bail :I promised your presence, and the chain; But, sirrah, you shall buy this sport as dear But neither chain, nor goldsmith, came to me :
As all the metal in your shop will answer. Belike, you thought our love would last too long, Ang. Sir, sir, I shall have law in Ephesus, If it were chain'd logether; and therefore camc not. 1o your notorious shame, I doubt it not. Ang. Saving your merry humour, here's the note,
Enter Dromio of Syracuse. How much your chain weighs to the utmost carat; The fineness of the gold, and chargesul fashion ; Dro. S. Master, there is a bark of Epidamnum, Which doth amount to three odd ducats more That stays but till her owner comes aboard, Than I stand debted to this gentleman;
And then, sir, bears away: our fraughtage," sir, I pray you, see him presently discharg'd, I have convey'd aboard; and I have bought For he is bound to sea, and stays but for it. The oil, the balsamum, and aqua-vitæ. Ant. E. I am not furnish'd with the present The ship is in her trim; the merry wjud money ;
Blows fair from land: they stay for nought at all, Besides, I have some business in the town: But for their owner, master, and yourself! Good signior, take the stranger to my house, Ant. E. How now? a madman! Why thou And with you take the chain, and bid my wife
peevish sheep, Disburse the sum on the receipt thereof; What ship of Epidamnum stays for me? Perchance, I will be there as soon as you. Dro. s. A ship you sent me to, to hire wastage.'
(!) A coin. (2) Accruing. (3) I shall. (4) Freight, cargo. (5) Silly. (6) Carriage.
Ant. E. Thou drunken slave, I sent thee for a One, whose hard heart is button'd up with steel; rope ;
A fiend, a fairy, pitiless and rough; And told thee to what purpose and what end. A woll, nay, worse, a fellow all in buff";s Dro. S. You sent me, sir, for a rope's end as A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one that coun
termands You sent me to the bay, sir, for a bark.
The passages of alleys, creeks, and narrow lands; Ant. E. I will debate this matter at more leisure, A hound that runs counter, and yet draws dry-foot And teach your ears to listen with more heed.
well; To Adriană, villain, hie thee straight:
One that, before the judgment, carries poor souls Give her this key, and tell her, in the desk
to hell. That's cover'd o'cr with Turkish tapestry,
Adr. Why, man, what is the matter? There is a purse of ducats : let her send it;
Dro. S. I do not know the matter : he is 'rested Tell her, I'am arrested in the street,
on the case. And that shall bail me: hie thee, slave; be gone. Adr. What, is he arrested ? tell me, at whose suit. On, officer, to prison till it come.
Dro. S. I know not at whose suit he is arrested, (Exeunt Mer. Ang. Of. and Ant. E. well; Dro. S. To Adriana! that is where he din'd, But he's in a suit of buff, which 'rested him, that Where Dowsabel did claim me for her husband :
can I tell : She is too big, I hope, for me to compass. Will you send him, mistress, redemption, the moThither I must, although against my will,
ney in the desk? For servants must their masters' minds fulfil. (Ex. Adr. Go fetch it, sister.—This I wonder at,
(Exit Luciana. SCENE II.-The same. Enter Adriana and That he, unknown to me, should be in debt: Luciana.
Tell me, was he arrested on a band ?" Adr. Ah, Luciana, did he tempt thee sc?
Dro. $. Not on a band, but on a stronger thing; Might'st thou perceive austerely in his eye A chain, a chain; do you not hear it ring? That he did plead in earnest, yea cr no ?
Adr. What, the chain ? Look'd he or red, or pale; or sad, or merrily? Dro. S. No, no, the bell: 'lis time, that I were What observation mad'st thou in this case,
gone. or his heart's meteors tilting in his face ?! It was two ere I left hiin, and now the clock strikes
Luc. First, he denied you had in him no right. Adr. He meant, he did me none; the more my Adr. The hours come back! that did I never hear. spite.
Dro. S. O yes, if any hour meet a sergeant, Luc. Then swore he, that he was a stranger here.
a'turns back for very fear. Adr. And true he swore, though yet forsworn Adr. As if time were in debt! how fondly dost he were.
thou reason! Luc. Then pleaded I for you.
Dro. S. Time is a very bankrupt, and owes more Adr. And what said he?
than he's worth to season. Luc. That love I begg'd for you, he begg'd of me. Nay, he's a thief too: Have you not heard men say, Adr. With what persuasion did he tempt thy That time comes stealing on by night and day? love?
If he be in debt, and theat, and a sergeant in the way, Luc. With words, that in an honest suit might Hath he not reason to turn back an hour in a day?
Adr. Go, Dromio; there's the money, bear it
straight; Adr. I cannot, nor I will not, hold me still ; And bring thy master home immediately.-My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his will. Come, sister; I am press'd down with conceit;8 He is deforined, crooked, old, and sere,a
Conceit, my comfort, and my injury. (Exeunt. Ill-fac'd, worse-bodied, shapeless cvery where;
SCENE III.— The same. Enter Antipholus of Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind; Stigmatical in making, worse in mind.
Syracuse. Luc. Who would be jealous then of such a one ? Ant. s. There's not a man I meet, but doth No evil lost is wail'd when it is gone.
salute me Adr. Ah! but I think him better than I say, As if I were their well-acquainted friend;
And yet would herein others' eyes were worse : And every one doth call me by my name. Far from her nest the lapwing cries away ;* Some tender money to me, some invite me; My heart prays for hiin, though my tongue do 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, Dro. S. Here, go; the desk, the purse; sweet And, therewithal, took measure of my body. now, make haste.
Sure, these are but imaginary wiles, Luc. How hast thou lost thy breath?
And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here. Dro. S.
By running fast. Adr. Where is thy master, Dromio? is he well?
Enter Dromio of Syracuse. Dro. S. No, he's in tartar limbo, worse than hell: Dro. Master, here's the gold you sent me for: A devil in an everlasting garment hath bim, What, have you got the picture of old Adam new
apparell'd ? (1) An allusion to the redness of the northern lights likened to the appearance of armies. (5) The officers in those days were clad in buff, (2) Dry, withered.
which is also a cant expression for a man's skin. (3) Marked by nature with deformity.
(6) Hell was the cant term for prison. (4) Who crieth most where her nest is not (7) i. e. Bond.
(8) Fanciful conception.
Ant. S. What gold is this? what Adam dost! Dro. S. Fly pride, says the peacock : Mistress, thcu mean?
that you know, [Ereunl Ant. and Dro. Dro. S. Not that Adam, that kept the paradise, Cour. Now, out of doubt, Antipholus is mad, but that Adam, that keeps the prison: he ihat goes Else would he never so demean himself: in the call's-skin that was kill'd for the prodigal; A ring he hath of mine, worth forty ducats, he that came behind you, sir, like an evil angel, And for the same he promis'd me a chain ! and bid you forsake your liberty.
Both one, and other, he denies me now. Int. $. I understand thee noi.
The reason that I gather he is mad, Dro. S. No? why, 'tis a plain case: he that went (Besides this present instance of his rage,) like a base-viol, in a case of leather; the man, sir, Is a mad taie, he told to-day at dinner, that, when gentleinen are tired, gives them a fob, for his own doors being shut against his entrance. and 'rests them: he, sir, that takes pity on decayed Belike, bis wile, acquainted with his fils, inen, and gives them suils of durance; he that sets On purpose shut the doors against his way. up his rest to do more exploits with his muce, thun My way is now, to hic home to his house, a morris-pike.
And tell his wife, that, being lunatic,
Dro, S. Ay, sir, the sergeant of the band; he, My ring away: This course I tittesi choose; that brings any man to answer it, that breaks his For forty ducata is too much to lose. [Eril. band: one that thinks a man always going to bed, SCENE IV.-The same. Enter Antipholus & and says, God give you good rest. Ant. S. Well, sir, there rest in your foolery. Is
Ephesus, and an Ollicer, there any ship puts forth to-night? inay we be gone?
Int. E. Fear me not, man, I will not break away; Dro. $. Why, sir, I brought you word an hour l'Il give thee, cre I leave thée, so much money since, that the bark Expedition put forth to-right; To warrant thee, as I am 'rested for. and then were you hindered by the sergeant, to My wife is in a wayward mood 10-day; tirry for the hoy, Delay: Here are the angels that and will not lightly trust the messenger, you sent for, to deliver you.
That I should be aitach'd in Ephesus : Ant. S. The follow is distract, and so am l; I tell you, 'twill sound harshly in her ears.And here we wander in illusions ; Some blessed power deliver us from hence !
Enter Dromio of Ephesus, with a rope's end. Enter a Courtezan.
Here comes my man; I think, he brings the money.
How now, sir ? have you that I sent you for? Cour. Well met, well met, master Antipholus. Dro. E. Here's that, I warrant you, will pay I see, sir, you have found the goldsmith now;
them all. Is that the chain, you promis'd me to-day? Ant. E. But where's the money? Ani, S. Satan, avoid! I charge thee, tempt me Tro. E. Why, sir, I gave the money for the rope. not!
Ant. E. Five hundred ducats, villain, for a rope? Dro. S. Master, is this mistress Satan?
Dro. E. I'll serve you, sir, five hundred at the rate. Ant. S. It is the devil.
Aul. E. To what end did I bid thee hie thee Dro. 8. Nay, she is worse, she is the devil's dam;
home? and here she comes in the habit of a light wench; Dro. E. To a rope's end, sir ; and to that end and thereof comes, that the wenches say, God am I return'd. damn me, that's as much as to say, God make me Ant. E. And to that end, sir, I will welcome a light wench. It is written, they appear to men you.
[Beating kim. like angels of light : light is an effect of fire, and off. Good sir, be patient. fire will burn; ergo, light wenches will burn; Dro, E. Nay, 'tis for me to be patient; I am Come not near her.
in adversity, Cour. Your man and you are marvellous merry, Off. Good now, hold thy tongne.
Dro. E. Nay, rather persuade him to hold his Will you go with me? We'll mend our dinner here. hands.
Dro. s. Master, if you do expect spoon-meat, Ant. E. Thou whoreson, senseless villain! bespcak a long spoon.
Dro. E. I would I were senseless, sir, that I Ant. S. Why, Dromio ?
might not feel your blows. Dro. S. Marry, he must have a long spoon, Ant. E. Thou art sensible in nothing but bloves, that must eat with the devil.
and so is an ass. Anl. S. Avoid then, ficnd! what tell'st thou me Dro. E. I am an ass, indeed ; you may prove it of supping ?
by my long ears. I have serv'd him from the hour Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress :
of nativity to this instant, and have nothing at his I cónjure thce to Icave me, and be gone.
hands for my service, but blows: when I am cold, Cour. Give me the ring of mine you had at he heats me with beating: when I am warm, he dinner,
cools me with beating: I am wakcd with it, when Or, for my diamond, the chain you promis'd ; I sleep; raised with it, when I sit; driven out of And I'll be gone, sir, and not trouble you. doors with it, when I go from home; welcomed Dro. S. Some devils ask but the paring of one's home with it, when I return: nay, I bear it on my
shoulders, as a beggar wont her brat; and, I think, A rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin,
wlien he hath lamed me, I shall beg with it from A nut, a cherry-stone: but she, more covetous, door to door. Would have a chain. Master, be wise; and if you give it her,
Enter Adriana, Luciana, and the Courtezan, with The devil will shake her chain, and fright us with it.
Pinch, and others. Cour. I pray you, sir, my ring, or else the chain ;) Ant. E. Come, go along; my wife is coming hope, you do not mean to cheat me so.
yonder. All. $. Avaunt, thou witch! Come, Dromio, let us go
(1) Correct them all.
Dro. E. Mistress, respice finem, respect your I know it by their pale and deadly looks : end; or rather the prophecy, like the parrot, Be- They must be bound, and laid in some dark room. ware the rope's end.
Ait. E. Say, wherсtore didst thou lock mc forth Ant. E. Wilt thou still talk ? [Beats him.
to-day, Cour. How say you now? is not your husband And why dost thou deny the bag of gold? mad?
Idr. I did not, gentle husband, lock thee forth. Adr. His incivility confirms no less.
Dro. E. And, gentle master, I receiv'd no gold; Good doctor Pinch, you are a conjurer;
But I confess, sir, that we were lock'd out. Establish him in his true sense again,
Adr. Dissembling villain, thou speak’st false in And I will please you what you will demand.
both. Luc. Alas, how fiery and how sharp he looks ! Ant. E. Dissembling harlot, thou art falsc in all; Cour. Mark, how he trembles in his ecstasy! And art confederate wiin a damned pack, Pinch. Give me your hand, and let me feel your To make a loathsome ahject scorn of me: pulse.
But with these nails I'll pluck out these false eyes, Ant. E. There is my hand, and let it feel your That would behold in me this shameful sport.
[Pinch and his assistants bind Ant, and Dro. Pinch. I charge thee, Satan, hous'd within this Adr. O, bind him, bind him, let him not come
man, To yield possession to my holy prayers,
Pinch. More company ;-the fiend is strong And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight;
within him. I conjure lhce by all the saints in heaven.
Luc. Ah me, poor man, how pale and wan he uni. E. Peace, doting wizard, peace; I am not
int. E. What, will you murder me? Thou dr. O, that thou wert not, poor distressed soul! gaoler, tou, ml. E. You minion you, arc these your cus- I am thy prisoner; vilt thou suffer them tomers?
To make a rescuc? Did this companion' with a saffron face
Masters, let him go ; Revel and feast it at my house to-day,
He is my priscner, aul you shall not have him. Whilst upon me the guilty doors were shut,
Pinch. Go, bind this inan, for he is frantic too. And I denied to enter in my house?
Mr. What wilt thou do, ihon peevishsollicer? dr. O, husband, God doth know, you din'd at Hast thou delight to see a wretched man home,
Do outrage and displeasure to himself? Where 'would you had remain'd until this time, Ofl: He is my prisoner; if I let him go, Free from these slanders, and this open shume! The debt he owes will be requird of me. Int. E. I din'd at home! Thou villain, what Nr. I will discharge thee, cre 1
from thee: say'st thou ?
Bear me forthwith unto his creditor, Dio. E. Sir, sooth to say, you did not dine at home. And, knowing how the debt grows, I will pay it. Int. E. Were not my doors lock'd up, and I Good master doctor, see him safe convey'd shut out?
Home to my house. - () mosi unhappy day! Dro. E. Perdy,? your doors were lock’d, and Ant. E. ( most unhappy strumpet! you shut oui.
Dro. E. Master, I ain here enter'd in bond for Ant. E. And did not she herself revile me there?
you. Dro. E. Sans fable,she herself revil'd you there. Ant. E. Out on thee, villain! wherefore dost Ant. E. Did not her kitchen-maid rail, taunt,
thon mad me? and scorn me?
Dro. E. Will you be bound for nothing? be mad, Dro. E. Certes,* she did; the kitchen-vestal Good master; cry, the devil.scorn'd you.
Luc. God help, poor souls, how idly do they talk. Ant. E. And did not I in rage depart from thence? Adr. Go, bear him herce.- Sister, go you with Dro. E. In verity you did ;-my bones bear witness,
(Ere. Pinch and assistants, with Ant. and Dro. That since have felt the vigour of his rage. Say now, whose suit is he arrested at ?
Addr. Is't good to sooth him in these contraries ? off. One Angelo, a goldsmith; Do you know him?
Pinch. It is no shame; the fellow finds his vein, Adr. I know the man: What is the sum he owes ? And, yielding to bim, humours well his frenzy. Off. Two hundred ducais. Ant. E. Thou hast suborn'd the goldsmith to Adr.
Say, how grows it due? arrest me.
Off. Due for a chain, your husband had of him. Adr. Alas, I sent you money to redeem you, Melr. He did bespeak a chain for me, but had it By Dromio hcre, who came in haste for it.
not. Dro. E. Money by mc? heart and good-will Cour. When as your husband, all in rage, to-day you might,
Came to my house, and took away my ring, But, surely, master, not a rag of money.
(The ring I saw upon his finger now) Anl. E. Went'st not thou to her for a purse of Straight after, did I meet him with a chain. ducats?
Adr. It may be so, but I did never sce it:Adr. He came to me, and I deliver'd it. Come, gaoler, bring me where the goldsmith is, Lic. And I am witness with her, that she did. I long to know the truth hercos at large. Dro. E. God and the rope-maker bcar me witness,
Enter Antipholus of Syracuse, wilh his rapier That I was sent for nothing but a rope !
drurn, and Dromio of Syracuse. Pinch. Mistress, both man and master is pos Luc. God, for thy mercy! they are loose again. scss'd;
Aur. And come with naked swords ; let's call
more help, (1) Fellow. 12) A corruption of the French oath-par dien. (5) Foolish. Without a fable. (4) Certainly. (6) Unhappy for unlucky, i. e. mischievous.