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nothing but words. Luc. Dromio, go bid the servants spread for din. Bal. Small cheer, and great welcome, makes å se here is ner.
the cold : Dro. S. O, for my beads! I cross me for a sinner. Ant. E. Ay, to a niggardly host, and more sparing i make a This is the fairy land ;--0, spite of spites !
guest : We talk with goblins, owls, and elvish sprites;
But though my cates • be mean, take them in good [ 60, fed If we obey them not, this will ensue,
part; They'll suck our breath, or pinch us black and Better cheer may you have, but not with better I Break blue.
joer kna Luc. Why pratest thou to thyself, and answer'st Bat, soft, my door is lock'd; go bid them let us in. Laman
Dro. E. Maud, Bridget, Marian, Cicely, Gillian, im Ford not? Dromio, thou drone, thou snail, thou slug, thou
Dro. S. (Within.) Mome t, malt-horse, capou, sot! Dro. S. I am transform'd, master, ann not I?
coxcomb, idiot, patch 1! Ant. $. I think, thou art, in mind, and so am I. Either get thee from the door, or sit down at the
hatch: Dro. S. Nay, master, both in mind, and in my shape.
Dost thou conjure for wenches, that thou call'st see, et se Ant. S. Thou hast thine own form.
for such store, Dro. S. No, I am an ape.
When one is one too many? Go, get thee from the mi baves
door. Luc. If thou art changed to aught, 'tis to an ass. Dro. S. 'Tis true; she rides me, and I long for
Dro E. What patch is made our porter? My grass,
master stays in the street. 'Tis so, I am an ass; else it could never be,
Dro. S. Let him walk from whence he came, But I should know her as well as she knows me.
lest he catch cold on's feet. Adr. Come, come, no longer will I be a fool,
Ant. E. Who talks within there? Ho, open the
door. To put the finger in the eye and weep, Whilst man, and master, laugh my woes to scorn.
Dro. S. Right, Sir, I'll tell you when, an you'll Come, Sir, to dinner; Dromio, keep the gate :
tell me wherefore. Husband, l'll dine above with you to-day,
Ant. E. Wherefore ? for my dinner; I have not And shrive. you of a thousand idle pranks :
dined to-day. Sirrah, if any ask you for your master,
Dro. S. Nor to-day here you must not; come Say, he dines forth, and let no creature enter
again, when you may. Come, sister :-Dronio, play the porter well,
Ant. E. What art thou, that keep'st me out from Ant. S. Am I in earth, in heaven, or in hell ?
the house I owe $ ? Sleeping, or waking ? Mad, or well-advised !
Dro. $. The porter for this time, Sir, and my aber part Known unto these, and to myself disguised !
name is Dromio. I'll say as they say, and persever so,
Dro. E. O villain, thou hast stolen both mine And in this mist at all adventures go.
office and my name ; Dro. S. Master, shall I be porter at the gate ? The one ne'er got ine credit, the other mickle
blamie. Adr. Ay; and let none enter, lest I break your
If thon hadst been Dromio to-day in my place, pate. Luc. Come, come, Antipholus, we dine too late. Thou wouldst have changed thy face for a name,
or thy name for an ass.
Luce. (Wiikin.) What a coil is there i Dromio,
who are those at the gate ?
Dro. E. Let my master in, Luce.
Luce. Faith, no; he comes too late ;
And so tell your master.
Dro. E, O Lord, I must laugh :-
Have at you with a proverb. --Shall I set in my
staff ? us all;
Luce. Have at you with another : that's,-When! My wife is shrewish, when I keep not hours :
Can you tell ? Say, that I linger'd with you at your shop,
Dro. 8. If thy name be callid Lace, Luce, thou cespight of To see the making of her carkanet,
hast answer'd him well. And that to-morrow you will bring it home.
Ant. E. Do you hear, you minion? You'll let us
in, I hope !
Dro. E. So, come, help; well struck; there was
blow for blow, this?
Ant. E. Thou baggage, let me in. Dro. E. Say what you will, Sir, but I know Luce. Can you iell for whose sake! what I know :
Dro. B. Master, knock the door hard. That you beat me at the mart, I have your hand Lwce. Let him knock till it ake.
Ant. E. You'll cry for this, minion, if I beat the tune own do to shew : If the skin were parchment, and the blows you
door down. gave were ink,
Luce. What needs all that, and a pair of stocks Your own hand writing would tell you what I
Adr. (Within.) Who is that at the door, that I Do so:
in the town! think. Ant. E. I think, thou art an ass.
keeps all this noise ! Dro. E. Marry, so it doth appear
Dro. s. By my troth, your town is troubled with By the wrongs I suffer, and the blows I bear.
Ant. E. Are you there, wife? You might have LECHANIA,
unruly boys. I should kick, being kick'd ; and, being at that pass,
would go sore.
we would rain have either.
with neither Ant. E. O, signior Balthazar, either at flesh or fish, Dro. B. They stand at the door, master; bid A table full of welcome makes scarce one dainty
ANL B. There is sonething in the wind, that we my sister te
thein welcome hither.
• Dishes of meat.
+ Blockhead. 1 Pool. roverbial phr • I will call you to confession.
$ I own, am owner of. # Bustle, tumult. • A necklace strung with pearls.
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It's Dro. E You would say so, master, if your gar. | Look sweet, sponk fair, become disloyalty; ments were thin.
Apparel vice like virtue's harbinger: s! Toar cake here is warm within; you stand here in Bear a fair presence, though your heart be tainted; the cold :
Teach sin the carriage of a holy saint ; in It would make a man mad as a buck, to be 80 Be secret-false : what need she be acquainted ? bought and sold ..
What simple thiet brags of his own attaint ? Ant. E. Go, fetch me something, I'll break ope Tis double wrong, to truant with your bed, the gate.
And let her read it in thy looks at board : Dro. S. Break any breaking here, and I'll break Shame hath a bastard fame, well managed ; your knave's pate.
lil deeds are doubled with an evil word. Dro. É. A man may break a word with you, Sir; Alas, poor women! make us but believe, and words are but wind;
Being compact of credit, that you love us; 15, and break it in your face, so he break it not Though others have the arm, shew us the sleeve; behind.
your motion turn, and you may move as. Dro. S. It seems, thou wantest breaking: Out Then, gentle brother, get you in again; upon thee, hind !
Comfort my sister, cheer her, call her wife : Dro. E. Here's too much, out upon thee! I pray 'Tis holy sport, to be a little vain +, thee, let me in.
When the sweet breath of Nattery conquers strife. Dro. S. Ay, when fowls have no feathers, and Ant. S. Sweet mistress (what your name is else, fish have no fin.
I know not, Ant. E. Well, I'll break in; go borrow me a Nor by what wonder you do hit on mine), crow.
Less, in your knowledge, and your grace, you Dro. E. A crow without a feather; master, mean
shew not, yon so?
Than our earth's wonder; more than earth dj. for a fish without a fin, there's a fowl without a
vine. feather :
Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak; li a crow help us in, sirrah, we'll pluck a crow to. Lay open to my earthly gross conceit, gether.
Smotherd in errors, feeble, shallow, weak, Ant. É. Go, get thee gone, fetch me an iron crow. The folded meaning of your word's deceit. Bal. Have patience, Sir; 0, let it not be so; Against my soul's pure truth why labour yon, Herein you war against your reputation,
To make it wander in an unknown field? lad draw within the compass of suspect
Are you a god I Would you create me new ? The un violated honour of your wife.
Transform me then, and to your power I'll yield.
Your weeping sister is no wife of mine,
Far more, far more, to you do I decline. Why at this time the doors are made t against you. 0, train me not, sweet mermaid I, with thy note, be ruled by me; depart in patience,
To drown me in thy sister's flood of tears; And let us to the Tiger all to dinner:
Sing, siren, for thyself, and I will dote : And, about evening, come yourself alone,
Spread o'er the silver waves thy golden hairs, To know the reason of this strange restraint. And as a bed I'll take thee, and there lie ; If by strong hand you offer to break in,
And, in that glorious supposition, think Now in the stirring passage of the day,
He gains by death, that hath sach means to die :A vulgar comment will be made on it;
Let love, being light, be drowned if she sink ! And that supposed by the common rout
Luc. What, are you mad, that you do reason so ? gainst your yet ungalled estimation,
Ant. S. Not mad, but mated g; how, I do not at may with foul intrusion enter in,
know. And dwell upon your grave when you are dead : Luc. It is a fault that springeth from your eye. Por slander lives upon succession;
Ant. S. For gazing on your beanss, fair sun, befor ever housed, where it once gets possession.
ing by. Ant. E. You have prevail'd; I will depart in Luc. Gaze where you should, and that will clear quiet,
your sight. And, in despight of mirth, mean to be merry. Ant. $. As good to wink, sweet love, as look on I know a wench of excellent discourse,
night. Pretty and witty ; wild, and, yet too, gentle ;-- Luc. Why call yon me love? Call my sister so. There will we dine : this woman that I mean, Ant. S. Thy sister's sister. My wife (but, I protest, without desert),
Luc. That's my sister. Hath oflentime upbraided me withal ;
Ant. S. No; To her will we to dinner.-Get you home,
It is thyself, mine own self's better part ; And fetch the chain; by this t, 1 know, 'tis made: Mine eye's clear eye, my dear heart's dearer heart; Bring it, I pray you, to the Porcupine
My food, my fortune, and my sweet hope's aim, Pot there's the house ; that chain will I bestow My sole earth's heaven, and my heaven's claim. Be it for nothing but to spite my wife),
Luc. All this my sister is, or else should be. Epon mine hostess there : good Šir, make haste : Ant. S. Call thyself sister, sweet, for I aim thee; Since mine own doors refuse to entertain me, Thee will I love, and with thee lead my life ; HII knock elsewhere, to see if they'll disdain me. Thou hast no busband yet, nor I no wife : Ang. I'll meet you at that place, some hour Give me thy hand. hence.
Luc. 0, soft, Sir, hold you still i Ant. E. Do so : this jest shall cost me some ex. I'll fetch my sister, to get her good will. pence, (Exeunt.
(Exit Luciania. SCENE II.-The same.
Enter, from the House of Antipholus of Ephesus,
Dromio of SYRACUSE. Enter LUCIANIA, and ANTIPHOLUS of STRACUSE.
Ant. S. Why, how now, Dromiot where run'st Luc. And may it be that you have quite forgot
thon so fast? A husband's office ? Shall, Antipholus, hate, Dro. S. Do you know me, Sir? An I Dromio I Am Even in the spring of love, thy love-springs s rot? I your man? Am I myself's Shall love, in building, grow so ruinate ?
Ant. S. Thou art Dromio, thou art my man,
thou li you did wed my sister for her wealth,
art thyself. Then, for her wealth's sake, use her with more Dro. 3. I am an ass, I am a woman's man, and kindness :
besides myself. Or, if you like elsewhere, do it by stealth ;
Ant. s. What woman's man I and how besides Myfie your false love with some show of blind.
thyself? ness :
Dro. S. Marry, Sir, besides myself, I am due to Let not my sister read it in your eye ;
a woman; one that claims me, one that haunts me, Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator; one that will have me.
Ant. S. What claim lays she to thee • A proverbial phrase. ti.e. Made fast. * By this time.
• i. e. Being made altogether of credulity. Love-springs are young plants or shoots of + Vain, is light of tongue. Mermaid of stren. love.
ý i. e. Confounded.
Dro. S. Marry, Sir, such claim as you would lay Ang. I know it well, Sir : lo, here is the chain :
Ang. What please yourself, Sir; I have made ii Dro. S. A very reverent body; ay, such a one as a man may not speak of, without he say, Sir. Ant. 8. Made it for me, Sir ? I bespoke it not. reverence : I have but lean luck in the match, and Ang. Not once, vor twice, but twenty times you yet is she a wondrous fat marriage.
have: Ant. s. How dost thou mean, a fat marriage ? Go home with it, and please your wise withal; Dro. S. Marry, Siç, she's the kitchen-wench, and And soon at supper.time I'll visit you, all grease; and I know not what use to put her to, And then receive my money for the chain. but to make a lamp of her, and run from her by Ant. S. I pray you, Sir, receive the money now; her own light. I warrant, her rags, and the tallow For fear you ne'er see chain, nor money, more. in them, will burn a Poland winter: if she lives Ang. You are a merry man, Sir; fare you well. : till doomsday, she'll burn a week longer than the
(Erit. whole world.
Ant. S. What I should think of this, I cannot ,
I see, a man here needs not live by shifts,
If any ship put out, then straight away. [E.rit.
SCENE I.-The same.
Enter a MERCHANT, ANGELO, and an OPPICER. hip to hip : she is spherical, like a globe ; I could Mer. You know, since Pentecost the sam is due, find out countries in her.
And since I have not much importuned you;
Therefore make present satisfaction,
Or I'll attach you by this officer.
Is growiug + to me by Antipholus :
And, in the instant that I met with you,
I shall receive the money for the same :
Pleaseth you walk with me down to his house,
Enter ANTIPHOLUS of EPHESUS, and Dromio of
Off. That labour may you save ; see where he w
Ant. E. While I go to the goldsmith's house, go Ant. S. Where America, the Indies!
Buy thon a rope, and bring it home to me.
a rope !
(Erit Dromio. clude, this drudge, or diviner, laid claim to me; Ant. E. A man is well holp op, that trusts to you: call'd me Dronio ; swore, I was assured to her; I promised your presence, and the chain; told me what privy marks I had about me, as the But neither chain, nor goldsmith, came to me : mark of my shoulder, the mole in my neck, the Belike, you thought our love would last too long, great wart on my left arm, that I, amazed, ran If it were chain'd together; and therefore came
E. from her as a witch: and, I think, if my breast
not. had not been made of faith, and my heart of steel, Ang. Saving your merry homoar, here sine note,
is. she had transform’d me to a curtail-dog, and made How much your chain weighs to the utinost carrat; me turn the wheel 3.
The fineness of the gold, and chargefal fashion ;
I pray you, see him presently discharged,
For he is bound to sea, and stays but for it.
Ant. E. I am not furnish'd with the present mo-
Dro. S. As from a bear a man would run for life, Good signior, take the stranger to my house,
Ant. S. There's none but witches do inhabit here; Disbtirse the sum on the receipt thereof;
time enough. Hath almost made nie traitor to myself :
Ang. Well, Sir, I will: Have you the chain But, lest myself be guilty to self-wrong,
Or else you may return without your money.
Ang. Nay, coine, I pray yon, Sir, give me the
chain: Ani. S. Ay, that's my name.
Both wind and tide stays for this gentleman,
And I, to blame, have held him here too long.
. A coin. + Accruing. I shall.
€. and an OFFICER. list the som is dae, ortoned yua; un bogad ir my voyage : ctxon, T. I do owe to you,
with you, o'clock, the same : own to his house,
thank you 100. Cs, and Deovio of sare ; see where he goldsmith's house, 59 vill I bestov Tederates, ors by day.
:-Get thee gone ; it home to me. pound a year! I bey
(Ex Dread. up, that trusts to you: nd the chain; smith, came to me: e would last too long, ; and therefore came
COMEDY OF ERRORS.
713 is the chain; orcupine :
Agt. E. Good lord, you use this dalliance to What observation madest thou in this case, excuse
Of his heart's meteors tilting in his face? as long. shall do with ser breach of promise to the Porcupine:
Luc. First, he denied you bad in him no right. should have chid you for not bringing it,
Adr. He meant, he did me none; the more my have made it is like a shrew, you first began to brawi.
spite. Ver. The hour steals ou; I
pray you, Sir, de
Luc. Then swore he, that he was a stranger here. Toke it not. spatch.
Adr. And true he swore, though yet forsworn he niy times you ing. You hear, how he importunes me; the chain
Luc. Then pleaded I for you. Efe withal; Art. E. Why, give it to my wife, and fetch your Adr. And what said he? money.
Luc. That love I begg'd for you, he begg'd of Ang. Come, come, you know, I gave it you even - chain. now;
Adr. With what persuasion did he tempt thy se money 009: Either send the chain, or send me by some token.
love ? #ney, brore.
Axt. E. Fie ! now you run this humour out of Luc. With words, that in an honest suit might Tare you well (Er breath :
move. (ome, where's the chain? I pray yon, let me see it. First he did praise my beauty ; then, my speech. this, I cannot
Mer. My business cannot brook this dalliance ; Adr. Didst speak him fair?
Cod Sir, say, whe'r you'l answer me, or no; Luc. Have patience, I beseech. so rain, sot, l'il leave him to the officer.
Adr. I cannot, nor I will not, hold me still ; d chairl.
Ast. E. I answer you! What should I answer My tongue, though not my heart, shall have his ISA Vou?
will. en galden gifts.
Aeg. The money, that you owe me for the chain. He is deformed, crooked, old, and sere +, uno stay ;
Ant. E. I owe you wone, will receive the chain. 1-faced, worse-bodied, shapeless every where ; avay.
Ang. You know, I gave it you bali' an hour since. Vicious, ungenile, foolishi, blunt, unkind;
Luc. Who would be jealous then of such a one !
Adr. Ah! but I think him better than I say,
And yet would herein others' eyes were worse : of. I do; and charge you in the duke's name, to Far from her nest the lapwing cries away ý; obey me.
My heart prays for him, though my tongue do
Enter DROM10 of SYRACUSE.
now, make haste.
Luc. How hast thou lost thy breath!
Dro. S. By running fast.
Adr. Where is thy master, Dromio? Is he well! of. I do arrest you, Sir ; you hear the snit.
Dro. S. No, he's in tartar limbo, worse than helt:
A fiend, a fairy, pityless and rough ;
A back-friend, a shoulder.clapper, one that coun.
termands Enter DROX10 of SYRACUSE.
The passages of alleys, creeks, and narrow lands; Dro. S. Master, there is a bark of Epidamnum, A hound that runs counter, and yet draws dry-foot That stays but till her owner comes aboard,
well; And then, Sir, bears away : onr fraughtage, Sir, One that, before the judgnient, carries poor souls I have convey'd aboard ; and I have bought
to hell c.
Adr. Why, man, what is the matter?
Dro. S. I do not know the matter : he is 'rested
on the case. Bat for their owner, master, and yourself.
Adr. What, is he arrested ? Tell me, at whose suit. Ant. E. How now! A madman? Why thou pée.
Dro. S. I know not at whose suit he is arrested, vish + sheep,
well; What ship of Epidamnum stays for me?
But he's in a suit of buff, which 'rested hin, that Dro. S. A ship yon sent me to, to hire waftage i.
can I tell :
ney in the desk ?
That he, unknown to me, should be in debt :
A chain, a chain; do you not hear it ring?
Adr. What, the chain ?
Dro. S. No no, the bell : 'tis time, that I were
It was two ere I left him, and now the clock strikes
Adr. The hours come back! that did I never hear.
back for very fear.
thou reason !
Dro. S. Tine is a very bankrupt, and owes more
than he's worth, to season.
(Exit. That time comes stealing on by night and day?
• An allusion to the redress of the northern lights Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA.
likened to the appearance of armies.
+ Dry, withered.
Marked by nature with deformity.
Ś Who crieth most where her nest is not.
The officers in those days were clad in buff,
& Hell was the cant term for prison.
yomonr, here s the note. hs to the utmost carrat; d chargetal fashion; ee old dacats more
gentleman; tly discharged, i star's but ior it. a'd with the present pas ress in the town: anger to my house, han, and bid my sle eceipt thereof; ere 23 coon as yon. .ng the chain to her your
th you, lest I come not ill: Hare you the chaia 10t, Sir, I hope you have; without roar money. ray you, Sir, give me the y's for this gentleman, beld him here too long. ceruing.
It he be in debt, and theft, and a sergeant in the Cour. Give me the ring of mine you had at dins way,
And I'll be gone, Sir, and not tionble you.
Dro. S. Some devils ask but the paring of one's Adr. Go, Dromio; there's the money, bear it nail, straight;
A rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin, And bring thy master home immediately.- A nut, a cherry.stone : but she, more covetous, Come, sister ; I am press'd down with conceit; Would have a chain. Conceit, my comfort, and my injury. (Exeunt. Master, be wise ; and if you give it her.
The devil will shake her chain, and fright us with SCENE III.- The same.
it. Enter ANTIPHOLUS of SYRACUSE.
Cour. I pray you, Sir, my ring, or else the chain ;
I hope, you do not mean to cheat me so. Ani. S. There's not a inan I meet, but doth salute Ant. $. Avaunt, thou wilch! Come, Dromio, let :
us fo. As if I were their well-acquainted friend;
Dro. S. Ply pride, says the peacock : mistress, And every one doth call me by my name.
that you know. (Exeunt Ant. and Dro. Some tender money to me, some invite me ;
Cour. Now, out of doubt, Al.tipholus is mad, Some other give me thanks for kindnesses;
Else would he never so demean himself: Some offer me commodities to buy :.
A ring he hath of mine, worth forty ducats,
And for the same he promised me a chain ;
(Besides this present instance of his rage), And Lapland sorcerers inbabit here.
is a mad tale, he told to-day at dinner,
Of his own doors being shut against his entrance. Enter Dronio of SYRACUSE.
Belike, his wife, acquainted with his fits, Dro. S. Master, here's the gold yon sent me for : on purpose shut the doors against his way. Whal, have you got the picture or old Adam new My way is now, to hie home to his house, apparellid ?
And tell his wife, that, being lunatic, Ant. S. What gold is this ? what Adam dost thou He rush'd into my house, and took perforce ከ mean?
My ring away : this course I fittest choose ; Dro. S. Not that Adam, that kept the paradise, For forty ducats is too much to lose. 'Erit. but that Adam, that keeps the prison : he that goes in the call's-skin that was kill'd for the prodigal;
SCENE IV.-The same. he that came behind you, Sir, like an evil angel, Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus, and an Officer. and bid you forsake your liberty.
Ant. E. Fear me not, man, I will not break away; Ant. s. I understand thee not. Dro. S. No ? why, 'is a plain case : lie that went lu give thee, ere I leave thee, so much money like a base-viol, in a case of leather ; the man, My wife is in a wayward mood today :
To warrant thee, as I am 'rested for. Sir, thal, when gentlemen are tired, gives them a
And will not lightly trust the messenger. fob, and 'res's them : he, Sir, that takes pity on
That I should be attach'd in Ephesus: decay'd men, and gives them suits of durance; he
I tell you, 'twill sound harshly in her ears.that sets up tuis rest to do more exploits with his mace, than a morris pike.
Enter Dromio of Ephesus, with a Rope's End. Ant. s. What! thou mean'st an officer? Dro. S. Ay, Sir, the sergeant of the band; he, How now, Sir? have you that I sent you for?
Here comes my man; I think, he brings the money to that brings any nian to answer it, that breaks his
Dro. E. Here's that, I warrant you, will pay band: one that thinks a man always going to bed,
them all.. and says, God give you good rest.
Ant. E. But where's the money?
Dro. E. Why, Sir, I gave the money for the
Ant. E. Five hundred ducats, villain, for a rope, Dro. S. Why, Sir, I brought you word an hour
Dro. E. I'll serve you, Sir, five hundred at the since, that the bark Expedition put forth to-night;
rate. and then were you hmder'd by the sergeant, to
Ant. E. To what end did I bid thee hie thee lnrry for the hoy, Delay : here are the angels that
homey you sent for, to deliver you. Ant. S. The fellow is distract, and so am I;
Dro. E. To a rope's end, Sir; and to that end ama
I return'd. And here we wander in illusions ;
Ant. E. And to that end, Sir, I will welcome in Some blessed power deliver us from hence!
(Beating him. Enter a COURTEZEN.
Off. Good Sir, be patient.
Dro. E. Nay, 'lis for me to be patient ; I am in Cour. Well met, well met, master Antipholus.
adversity. I see, Sir, you have found the goldsmith now;
of Good now, hold thy tongue. Is that the chain, you promised me to day!
Dro. E. Nay, rather persuade him to hold his Art. 8. Satani, avoid! I charge thee, lempt me not!
hands. Dro. S. Master, is this mistress Sulan !
Ant. E. Thon whoreson, senseless villain ! Ant. S. It is the devil.
Dro. E. I would I were senseless, Sir, that I Dro. S. Nay, slie is worse, she is the devil's
11 dam; and here she comes in the habit of a light might not feel your blows.
Ant. E. Thou art sensible in nothing but blows wench; and thereof comes, that the wenches say,
and so is an ass. God damn me, that's as much as to say, God make
Dro. E. I am an ass, indeed; yon may prove it me a light mench. It is written, they appear to
I have served him from the men like angels of light: light is an effect of fire, by my long ears. and fire will burn; ergo, light wenches will burn; l at his hands for my service, but blows: when I am
hour of nativity to this instant, and have nothing come not near her. Cour. Your man and you are marvellous merry, he cools me with bearing: I am waked with it,
cold, he heats me with beating : when I am warm, Sir.
when I sleep; raised with it, when I sit; driven Will you go with me! we'll mend our dinner here.
out of doors with it, when I go from home; wel. Dro. s. Master, if you do expect spoon-neat, or
comed home with it, when I return: nay, I bear bespeak a long spoon.
it on my shoulders, as a beggar wont her brat; and, Ant. 8. Why, Dromio? Dro. S. Marry, he must have a long spoon, that I think, when die hath lamed me, I shall beg with
it from door to door. mu-teal with the devil. Ant. S. Arcid then, fiend! What tell'st thon me Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, and the COURTEZAN, of supping?
with Pinch, and others. The art, as you are all, a sorceress : I ponpore thee to leave ine, and be gone.
Ant. E. Come, go along; my wife is coming
yonder. • Fancif il conception.
• Correct them all.