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 ecstasy!
Pinch. Give me your hand, and let me feel your pulse.
Ant. E. There is my hand, and let it feel your ear.
Pinch. I charge thee, Satan, hous'd within this man,
To yield possession to my holy prayers,

And to thy state of darkness hie thee straight;
I conjure thee by all the saints in heaven.

Ant. E. Peace, doting wizard, peace; I am not mad. Adr. O, that thou wert not, poor distressed soul! Ant. E. You minion, you, are these your customers?? Did this companion with the saffron face

Revel and feast it at my house to day,

Whilst upon me the guilty doors were shut,

And I denied to enter in my house?

Adr. O, husband, God doth know, you din'd at home, Where 'would you had remain'd until this time, Free from these slanders, and this open shame!

against the Lord of Liddington; which ends with these words, Respice finem, respice funem. But to what purpose, unless our author could show that he could quibble as well in English, as the other in Latin, I confess I know not. As for prophesying like the parrot, this alludes to people's teaching that bird unlucky words; with which, when any passenger was offended, it was the standing joke of the wise owner to say, Take heed sir, my parrot prophesies. To this, Butler hints, where, speaking of Ralpho's skill in augury, he says

"Could tell what subtlest parrots mean,

"That speak and think contrary clean;
"What member 'tis of whom they talk,

"When they cry rope, and walk, knave, walk." Warburton. So, in Decker's Satiromastix:

"But come, respice funem." Steevens.

7 your customers?] A customer is used in Othello for a common woman. Here it seems to signify one who visits such Malone.

women.

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companion] A word of contempt, anciently used, as we now use-fellow. Steevens.

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,1 your doors were lock'd, and you shut out.

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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,2 she did; the kitchen-vestal3 scorn'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 arrest

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.

Ant. E. Went'st not thou to her for a purse of ducats? Adr. He came to me, and I deliver❜d it.

Luc. And I am witness with her, that she did.

Dro. E. God and the rope-maker, bear me witness, That I was sent for nothing but a rope!

Pinch. Mistress, both man and master is possess'd;

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?

9 I din'd at home!] I is not found in the old copy. It was inserted by Mr. Theobald. Malone.

1 Perdy,] A corruption of the common French oath—Pardieu. Chaucer's personages are frequent in their use of it. Steevens. 2 Certes,] i. e. certainly. So, in The Tempest:

"For certes, these are people of the island." Steevens. 3 - kitchen-vestal -] Her charge being like that of the vee. tal virgins, to keep the fire burning. Johnson.

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 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. Ah me, poor man, how pale and wan he looks! Ant. E. What, will you murder me? Thou gaoler, thou,

I am thy prisoner; wilt thou suffer them

To make a rescue?

Offi.

Masters, let him go:

He is my prisoner, and you shall not have him.
Pinch. Go, bind this man, for he is frantick too.
Adr. What wilt thou do, thou peevish officer?✩
Hast thou delight to see a wretched man
Do outrage and displeasure to himself?

Offi. He is my prisoner; if I let him go,
The debt he owes, will be requir'd of me.

Adr. I will discharge thee, ere I go from thee:

Bear me forthwith unto his creditor,

And, knowing how the debt grows, I will pay it.
Good master doctor, see him safe convey'd
Home to my house.-O most unhappy day!
Ant. E. O most unhappy strumpet!5

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Dro. E. Master, I am here enter'd in bond for you. Ant. E. Out on thee, villain! wherefore dost thou mad me?

Dro. E. Will you be bound for nothing? be mad,

thou peevish officer?] This is the second time that, in the course of this play, peevish has been used for foolish.

Steevens.

unhappy strumpet!] Unhappy is here used in one of the

senses of unlucky; i. e. mischievous. Steevens.

Good master; cry, the devil.—

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. E. and DRO. E.

Say now, whose suit is he arrested at?

Offi. One Angelo, a goldsmith; Do you know him? Adr. I know the man: What is the sum he owes? Offi. Two hundred ducats.

Adr.

Say, how grows it due? Offi. 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, gaoler, 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.

Offi.

Away, they'll kill us. [Exeunt Offi. ADR. and Luc.

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 speak us fair, give us gold: methinks, they are such a gentle nation, that but

6 He did bespeak a chain for me, but had it not.] I suppose, the words—for me, which spoil the metre, might safely be omitted. Steevens.

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our stuff i.e. our baggage. In the orders that were issued for the Royal Progresses in the last century, the king's baggage was always thus denominated. Malone.

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 our stuff aboard.

[Exeunt.

ACT V.....SCENE I.

The same.

Enter Merchant and ANGELO.

Ang. I am sorry, sir, that I have hinder'd you;
But, I protest, he had the chain of me,
Though most dishonestly he doth deny it.
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 DROMIO of Syracuse.
Ang. "Tis so; and that self chain about his neck,
Which he forswore, most monstrously, to have.
Good sir, draw near to 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 circumstancé, and oaths, so to deny
This chain, which now you wear so openly:
Besides the charge, the shame, imprisonment,
You have done wrong to this my honest friend;
Who, but for staying on our controversy,
Had hoisted sail, and put to sea to-day:
This chain you had of me, can you deny it?
Ant. S. I think, I had; I never did deny it.
Mer. Yes, that you did, sir; and forswore it too.
Ant. S. Who heard me to deny it, or forswear it?
Mer. These ears of mine, thou knowest, did hear thee:
Fy on thee, wretch! 'tis pity, that thou liv'st
To walk where any honest men resort.