SCENE I.-The Same. ACT IV. Enter a Merchant, ANGELO, and an Officer. Ang. Even just the sum, that I do owe to you, Is growing to me by Antipholus; And, in the instant that I met with you, I shall receive the money for the same. Off. That labour may you save: see where he comes. But soft, I see the goldsmith.-Get thee gone; Dro. E. I buy a thousand pound a-year? I buy a Ant. E. A man is well holp up that trusts to you: 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 stay 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 brawl. Mer. The hour steals on: I pray you, sir, dispatch. Ang. You hear, how he importunes me: the chainAnt. E. Why, give it to my wife, and fetch your money. Ang. Come, come; you know, I gave it you even now. Either send the chain, or send by me some token. Ant. E. Fie! now you run this humour out of breath. Come, where's the chain? I pray you, let me see it. Mer. My business cannot brook this dalliance. Good sir, say, whe'r you'll answer me, or no? If not, I'll leave him to the officer. 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. 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 for that I never had? Arrest me, foolish fellow, if thou dar'st. Ang. Here is thy fee: arrest him, officer.— I would not spare my brother in this case, Off. I do arrest you, sir. You hear the suit. Ang. Sir, sir, I shall have law in Ephesus, Dro. S. Master, there is a bark of Epidamnum, That stays but till her owner comes aboard, And then, sir, she bears away. Our fraughtage, sir, I have convey'd aboard, and I have bought The oil, the balsamum, and aqua-vitæ. The ship is in her trim: the merry wind Blows fair from land; they stay for nought at all, But for their owner, master, and yourself. Ant. E. How now? a madman! Why, thou peevish sheep, What ship of Epidamnum stays for me? Dro. S. A ship you sent me to, to hire waftage. Ant. E. Thou drunken slave, I sent thee for a rope; And told thee to what purpose, and what end. Dro. S. You sent me for a rope's end as soon. You sent me to the bay, sir, for a bark. Ant. E. I will debate this matter at more leisure, And teach your ears to list me with more heed. To Adriana, villain, hie thee straight; Give her this key, and tell her, in the desk That's cover'd o'er with Turkish tapestry, There is a purse of ducats let her send it. Tell her, I am arrested in the street, And that shall bail me. Hie thee, slave, be gone. On, officer, to prison till it come. [Exeunt Merchant, ANGELO, Officer, and ANT. E Dro. S. To Adriana? that is where we din'd, Where Dowsabel did claim me for her husband: She is too big, I hope, for me to compass. Thither I must, although against my will, For servants must their masters' minds fulfil. [Exi SCENE II.-The Same. Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA. Look'd he or red, or pale? or sad, or merry? Luc. First he denied you had in him no right. Adr. He meant, he did me none: the more my spite. Luc. Then swore he, that he was a stranger here. Adr. And true he swore, though yet forsworn he 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, And yet would herein others' eyes were worse. Far from her nest the lapwing cries away: My heart prays for him, though my tongue do curse. Enter DROMIO of Syracuse, running. Dro. S. Here, go: the desk! the purse! swift, now make haste. Luc. How hast thou lost thy breath? By running fast. A wolf, nay, worse, a fellow all in buff; A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper, one that countermands The passages and alleys, creeks and narrow lands: Dro. S. I do not know the matter: he is 'rested on the case. Adr. What, is he arrested? tell me, at whose suit. Dro. S. I know not at whose suit he is arrested well; But he's in a suit of buff which 'rested him, that can I tell. Will you send him, mistress, redemption? the money in his desk? Adr. Go fetch it, sister.-This I wonder at; Dro. S. Not on a band, but on a stronger thing; Dro. S. No, no, the bell. 'Tis time that I were gone : It was two ere I left him, and now the clock strikes one. Adr. The hours come back! that did I never hear. Dro. S. O yes; if any hour meet a serjeant, 'a turns back for very fear. 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, That time comes stealing on by night and day? If he be in debt and theft, and a serjeant in the way, Hath he not reason to turn back any hour in a day? Re-enter LUCIANA. Adr. Go, Dromio: there's the money, bear it straight, Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse, wearing the chain. Ant. S. There's not a man I meet but doth salute me, As if I were their well acquainted friend; And every one doth call me by my name. 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 kill'd 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? 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 serjeant 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 says, "God give you good rest!" Ant. S. Well, sir, there rest in your foolery. Is there any ship puts forth to-night? may we be gone? 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, and so am I, Ant. S. Satan, avoid! I charge thee, tempt me not! 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. Cour. Your man and you are marvellous merry, sir. Will you go with me? we'll mend our dinner here. Dro. S. Master, if you do expect spoon-meat, bespeak a long spoon. Ant. S. Why, Dromio? Dro. S. Marry, he must have a long spoon that must eat with the devil. Ant. S. Avoid, thou fiend! what tell'st thou me of my nativity to this instant, and have nothing at his supping? Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress : I conjure thee to leave me, and be gone. 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 wak'd with it, when I sleep; rais'd Cour. Give me the ring of mine you had at dinner, with it, when I sit; driven out of doors with it, when Or for my diamond the chain you promised, Dro. S. Some devils ask but the parings of one's A rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin, a nut, a cherry- But she, more covetous, would have a chain. The devil will shake her chain, and fright us with it. Ant. S. Avaunt, thou witch! Come, Dromio, let us go. Of his own doors being shut against his entrance. SCENE IV.-The Same. I go from home; welcomed home with it, when I 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. Luc. Alas, how fiery and how sharp he looks! Ant. E. There is my hand, and let it feel your ear. And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight: I conjure thee by all the saints in heaven. [Exit. Revel and feast it at my house to-day, Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus, and a Jailor. My wife is in a wayward mood to-day, I tell you, 'twill sound harshly in her ears. Enter DROMIO of Ephesus with a rope's-end. Dro. E. Here's that, I warrant you, will pay them all. Dro. E. Why, sir, I gave the money for the rope. Ant. E. And to that end, sir, I will welcome you. Jail. Good sir, be patient. Dro. E. Nay, 'tis for me to be patient; I am in adversity. Jail. Good now, hold thy tongue. Dro. E. Nay, rather persuade him to hold his hands. 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. I am an ass, indeed: you may prove it by my long ears. I have serv'd him from the hour of Adr. O, husband, God doth know, you din'd at home; Ant. E. Din'd at home! Thou, villain, what say'st Dro. E. Sir, sooth to say, you did not dine at home. out? Ant. E. And did not she herself revile me there? Dro. E. Certes, she did; the kitchen-vestal scorn'd Ant. E. And did not I in rage depart from thence ? Dro. E. Money by me! heart and good-will you But, surely, master, not a rag of money. Ant. E. Went'st not thou to her for a purse of ducats! Luc. And I am witness with ber that she did. That I was sent for nothing but a rope! Pinch. Mistress, both man and master is possessed: I know it by their pale and deadly looks. They must be bound, and laid in some dark room. Ant. E. Say, wherefore didst thou lock me forth to-day? 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. 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 those false eyes, That would behold in me this shameful sport. Enter three or four, and bind ANTIPHOLUS and DROMIO. Adr. O bind him, bind him! let him not come near me. Pinch. More company!-the fiend is strong within him. Luc. Ah me! poor man, how pale and wan he looks. Ant. E. What, will you murder me? Thou jailor, thou, I am thy prisoner: wilt thou suffer them Jail. Masters, let him go: He is my prisoner, and you shall not have him. Jail. He is my prisoner: if I let him go, Adr. I will discharge thee, ere I go from thee. Dro. E. Master, I am here enter'd in bond for you. Ant. E. Out on thee, villain! wherefore dost thou mad me? Luc. God help, poor souls! how idly do they talk. Adr. Go bear him hence.-Sister, go you with me.[Exeunt PINCH and assistants with ANT. and DRO. Say now, whose suit is he arrested at? Jail. One Angelo, a goldsmith; do you know him? Adr. I know the man. What is the sum he owes? Jail. Two hundred ducats. Adr. Say, how grows it due? Jail. Due for a chain your husband had of him. Adr. He did bespeak a chain for me, but had it not. Cour. When as your husband, all in rage, to-day Came to my house, and took away my ring,, (The ring I saw upon his finger now) Straight after did I meet him with a chain. Adr. It may be so, but I did never see it.Come, jailor, bring me where the goldsmith is: I long to know the truth hereof at large. Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse, with his rapier drawn, and DROMIO of Syracuse. Luc. God, for thy mercy! they are loose again. Adr. And come with naked swords. Let's call more help, To have them bound again. Jail. Away! they'll kill us. [Exeunt ADRIANA, LUCIANA, and Jailor. Ant. S. I see, these witches are afraid of swords. Dro. S. She, that would be your wife, now ran from you. Ant. S. Come to the Centaur; fetch our stuff from thence : I long, that we were safe and sound aboard. Dro. S. Faith, stay here this night, they will surely do us no harm; you saw they spake us fair, gave 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. Ant. S. I will not stay to-night for all the town; Therefore away, to get out stuff aboard. [Exeunt. ACT V. SCENE I.—The Same. Before an Abbey. Ang. I am sorry, sir, that I have hinder'd you; Mer. How is the man esteem'd here in the city? Ang. Of very reverend reputation, sir, Of credit infinite, highly belov'd, Second to none that lives here in the city: His word might bear my wealth at any time. Mer. Speak softly: yonder, as I think, he walks. Enter ANTIPHOLUS and DROмIO of Syracuse. Ang. 'Tis so; and that self chain about his neck, Which he forswore most monstrously to have. Good sir, draw near with me, I'll speak to him.Signior Antipholus, I wonder much That you would put me to this shame and trouble; And not without some scandal to yourself, With circumstance and oaths so to deny This chain, which now you wear so openly: Beside the charge, the shame, imprisonment, You have done wrong to this my honest friend; thee. Fie on thee, wretch! 'tis pity that thou liv'st Ant. S. Thou art a villain to impeach me thus. Mer. I dare, and do defy thee for a villain. [They draw. [Exeunt ANTIPHOLUS and DROMIO to the Abbey. Enter the Lady Abbess. Abb. Be quiet, people. Wherefore throng you hither? Adr. To fetch my poor distracted husband hence. Let us come in, that we may bind him fast, And bear him home for his recovery. Ang. I knew, he was not in his perfect wits. Mer. I am sorry now, that I did draw on him. Abb. How long hath this possession held the man? Adr. This week he hath been heavy, sour, sad; And much different from the man he was; But, till this afternoon, his passion Ne'er brake into extremity of rage. Abb. Hath he not lost much wealth by wreck of sea? Buried some dear friend? Hath not else his eye Stray'd his affection in unlawful love? A sin prevailing much in youthful men, Adr. To none of these, except it be the last; And in assemblies too. Still did I tell him it was vile and bad. Abb. And thereof came it that the man was mad : The venom clamours of a jealous woman It seems, his sleeps were hind'red by thy railing, Thou say'st, his meat was sauc'd with thy upbraidings: Luc. She never reprehended him but mildly, When he demean'd himself rough, rude, and wildly. Why bear you these rebukes, and answer not? Adr. She did betray me to my own reproof.Good people, enter, and lay hold on him. Abb. No; not a creature enters in my house. Adr. I will attend my husband, be his nurse, And therefore let me have him home with me. With wholesome syrups, drugs, and holy prayers, Therefore depart, and leave him here with me. To separate the husband and the wife. Abb. Be quiet, and depart : thou shalt not have him. Mer. By this, I think, the dial points at five: Mer. To see a reverend Syracusian merchant, Against the laws and statutes of this town, Ang. See, where they come: we will behold his death. Luc. Kneel to the duke before he pass the abbey. Enter DUKE attended; ÆGEON bare-headed; with the Headsman and other Officers. Duke. Yet once again proclaim it publicly, Adr. Justice, most sacred duke, against the abbess! It cannot be, that she hath done thee wrong. Whom I made lord of me, and all I had, By rushing in their houses, bearing thence Duke. Long since thy husband serv'd me in my wars I will determine this, before I stir. Enter a Servant. Serv. O mistress, mistress! shift and save yourself |