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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;

Muffle 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?
What simple thief brags of his own attaint?

"Tis double wrong, to truant with

your bed, And let her read it in thy looks at board: Shame hath a bastard fame, well managed; Ill deeds are doubled with an evil word. Alas, poor women! make us but believe,

Being compact of credit, that you love us; Though others have the arm, show us the sleeve; We in your motion turn, and you may move us. Then, gentle brother, get you in again;

Comfort my sister, cheer her, call her wife:

'Tis holy sport, to be a little vain,7

When the sweet breath of flattery conquers strife. Ant. S. Sweet mistress, (what your name is else, I know not,

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Nor by what wonder you do hit on mine,) Less, in your knowlege, and your grace, you show not, Than our earth's wonder; more than earth divine. {/ Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak;- 1/ Lay open to my earthy gross conceit.

Smother'd in errors, feeble, shallow, weak,

The folded meaning of your words' deceit.

6 Being compact of credit,] Means, being made altogether of credulity.


vain,] Is light of tongue, not veracious. JOHNSON.

Against my soul's pure truth why labour you,

To make it wander in an unknown field?/ Are you a god? would you create me new? Transform 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, A
To drown me in thy sister's flood of tears;
Sing, siren, for thyself, and I will dote:

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Spread o'er the silver waves thy golden hairs, And as a bed I'll take thee, and there lie; -wa? 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! me i Luc. What, are you mad, that you do reason so so?il Ant. S. Not mad, but mated; how, I do not know. A Luc. It is a fault that springeth from your eye. Ant. S. 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. Luc. Why call you me love? call my sister so. I Ant. S. Thy sister's sister.

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It is thyself, mine own self's better part; བྱན མཧཱ༈
Mine eye's clear eye, my dear heart's dearer heart; I
My food, my fortune, and my sweet hope's aim,
My sole earth's heaven, and my heaven's claim.1

8 sweet mermaid,] Mermaid is only another name for syren. 9 Not mad, but mated;] I suspect there is a play upon words intended here. Mated signifies not only confounded, but matched with a wife: and Antipholus, who had been challenged as a husband by Adriana, which he cannot account for, uses the word mated in both these senses. M. MASON.

My sole earth's heaven, and my heaven's claim.] When he calls the girl his only heaven on the earth, he utters the common cant of

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Luc. All this my 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 I no wife:
Give me thy hand.

O, soft, sir, hold you still;
I'll fetch my sister, to get her good will.

[Exit. Luc.

Enter from the House of ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus, DROMIO of Syracuse.

Ant. S. Why, how now, Dromio? where run'st thou so fast?

Dro. S. Do you know me, sir? am I Dromio? am I your man? am I myself?

Ant. S. Thou art Dromio, thou art my man, thou art thyself.

Dro. S. I am an ass, I am a woman's man, and besides myself.

Ant. S. What woman's man? and how besides thyself? Dro. S. Marry, sir, besides myself, I am due to a woman; one that claims me, one that haunts me, one that will have me.

Ant. S. What claim lays she to thee?

Dro. S. Marry, sir, such claim as you would lay to your horse; and she would have me as a beast: not that, I being a beast, she would have me; but that she, being a very beastly creature, lays claim to me.

Ant. S. What is she?

Dro. S. A very reverent 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.

lovers. When he calls her his heaven's claim, I cannot understand him. Perhaps he means that which he asks of heaven. JOHNSON. Mr. Malone thinks he means "all that I claim from heaven hereafter."

ተ rentia.

sir-reverence:] a corruption of save-reverence, salva-reve

Ant. S. How dost thou 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. S. What complexion is she of?

Dro. S. Swart 2, like my shoe, but her face nothing like so clean kept; For why? she sweats, 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?

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Dro. 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; I could find out countries in her.


Ant. S. In what part of her body stands Ireland?

Dro. S. Marry, sir, in her buttocks; I found it out by the bogs.

Ant. S. Where Scotland?

Dro. S. I found it out by the barrenness; hard, in the palm of the hand.

Ant. S. Where France?

Dro. S. In her forehead; armed and reverted, making war against her hair.†

Ant. S. Where England?

Dro. S. I looked 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.

2 Swart,] i. e. black, or rather of a dark brown.

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Ant. S. Where Spain ?

Dro. S. Faith, I saw it not; but I felt it, hot in her breath. Ant. S. Where America? the Indies?

Dre. 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 at her nose.

Ant. S. Where stood Belgia, the Netherlands?

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 assured to her3; told me what privy marks I had about me, as the mark of 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. If any bark put forth, come to the mart, Where I will walk, till thou return to me. If every one knows us†, and we know none, 'Tis time, I think, to trudge, pack, and be gone. Dro. S. As from a bear a man would run for life, So fly I from her that would be my wife. [Exit. Ant. S. There's none but witches do inhabit here; And therefore 'tis high time that I were hence. She, that doth call me husband, even my soul Doth for a wife abhor: but her fair sister, Possess'd with such a gentle sovereign grace, Of such enchanting presence and discourse, Hath almost made me traitor to myself: But, lest myself be guilty to self-wrong, I'll stop mine ears against the mermaid's song.

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