off so;

My wife, more careful for the latter-born, And passed sentence may not be recallid,
Had fasten’d him unto a small spare mast,

But to our honour's great disparagement,
Such as sea-faring men provide for storms; Yet will I favour thee in what I can:
To him one of the other twins was bound, Therefore, merchant, I'll limit thee this day,
Whilst I had been like heedful of the other. To seek thy help by beneficial help:
The children thus dispos’d, my wife and I, Try all the friends thou hast in Ephesus;
Fixing our eyes on whom our care was fix'd, Beg thou, or borrow, to make up the sum,
Fasten'd ourselves at either end the mast; And live; if not, then thou art doom'd to die;
And floating straight, obedient to the stream, Jailer, take him to thy custody.
Were carried towards Corinth, as we thought. Juil. I will, my lord.
At length the sun, gazing upon the earth, Æge. Hopeless, and helpless, doth Ægeon
Dispers'd those vapours that offended us;

wend, And, by the benefit of his wish'd light, But to procrastinate his lifeless end. [Exeunt. The seas wax'd calm, and we discovered Two ships from far making amain to us,

SCENE II.-A public Place. Or Corinth that, of Epidaurus this:

Enter ANTIPHOLUS and DROMIO of Syracuse, But ere they came,-0), let me say no more!

and a MERCHANT. Gather the sequel by what went before. Duke. Nay, forward, old man, do not break

Mer. Therefore, give out, yon are of Epi

damnum, For we may pity, though not pardon thee.

Lest that your goods too soon be confiscate. Æge. O, had the gods done so, I had not now

This very day, a Syracusan merchant Worthily term’d them merciless to us!

Is apprehended for arrival here; For, ere the ships could meet by twice five And, not being able to buy out his life, leagues,

According to the statute of the town, We were encounter'd by a mighty rock ;

Dies ere the weary sun set in the west. Which being violently borne upon,

There is your money that I had to keep. Our helpful ship was splitted in the midst,

Ant. S. Go bear it to the Centaur, where So that, in this unjust divorce of us,

we host, Fortune had left to both of us alike

And stay there, Dromio, till I come to thee.

Within this hour it will be dinner-time:
What to delight in, what to sorrow for.
Her part, poor soul! seeming as burdened

Til that, I'll view the manners of the town, With lesser weight, but not with lesser woe,

Peruse the traders, gaze upon the buildings, Was carried with more speed before the wind; For with long travel I am stiff and weary.

And then return, and sleep within mine inn; And in our sight they three were taken up

Get thee away.
By fishermen of Corinth, as we thought.
At length, another ship had seiz'd on us;

Dro. S. Many a man would take you at your And, knowing whom it was their hap to save,

word, Gave helpful welcome to their shipwreck And go indeed, having so good a mean.

(Exit Dro. S. guests; And would have reft* the fishers of their prey, When I am dull with care and melancholy,

Ant. S. A trusty villain, Sir; that very oft, Had not their bark been very slow of sail, And therefore homeward did they bend their what, will you walk with me about the town,

Lightens my humour with his merry jests. course. Thus have you heard me sever'd from my bliss; And then go to my inn, and dine with me ? That by misfortunes was my life prolong'd,

Mer. I am invited, Sir, to certain merchants, To tell sad stories of my own mishaps.

Of whom I hope to make much benefit; Duke. And, for the sake of them thou sor

I crave your pardon. Soon, at five o'clock, rowest for,

Please you, I'll meet with you upon the mart,

And afterwards consort you till bed-time;
Do me the favour to dilate at full
What hath befall’n of them, and thee, till now.

My present business calls me from you now. Æge. My youngest boy, and yet my eldest

Ant. S. Farewell till then: I will go lose At eighteen years became inquisitive (care, And wander up and down, to view the city.

myself, After his brother; and importun'd me, That his attendant, (for his case was like,

Mer. Sir, I commend you to your own con. tent.

[Exit MERCHANT. Reft of his brother, but retain'd his name,)

Ant. S. He that commends me to mine own Might bear him company in the quest of him : Whom whilst I labour'd of a love to see,

content, I hazarded the loss of whom I lov’d.

Commends me to the thing I cannot get.
Five summers have I spent in furthest Greece, That in the ocean seeks another drop;

I to the world am like a drop of water,
Roaming cleant through the bounds of Asia,
And, coasting homeward, came to Ephesus;

Who, falling there to find his fellow forth, Hopeless to find, yet loath to leave unsought,

Unseen, inquisitive, confounds himself:

So I, to find a mother, and a brother,
Or that, or any place that harbours men.
But here must end the story of my life;

In quest of them, unhappy, lose myself.
And happy were I in my timely death,

Enter Dromio of Ephesus. Could all my travels warrant me they live.

Here comes the almanack of my true date,Duke. Hapless Ægeon, whom the fates have mark'd

What now? How chance, thou art return'd so

soon ? To bear the extremity of dire mishap!

Dro. E. Return'd so soon ! rather approach'd Now, trust me, were it not against our laws,

too late : Against my crown, my oath, my dignity, Which princes, would they, may not disannul, The clock hath strucken twelve upon the bell,

The capon burns, the pig falls from the spit; My soul should sue as advocate for thee.

My mistress made it one upon my cheek : But, though thou art adjudged to the death,

+ The sign of their hotel. Deprived. + Clear, completely.

Exchange, market-place.

1 I. e. Servant.

* Go.

I pray ;

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She is so hot, because the meat is cold; | If it prove so, I will be gone the sooner. The meat is cold, because you come not home; I'll to the Centaur, to go seek this slave; You come not home, because you have no I greatly fear, my money is not safe.

(Exil. stomach; You have no stomach, having broke your fast;

But we, that know what 'tis to fast and pray,

SCENE 1.- A public Place.
Are penitent for your default to-day.
Ant. S. Stop in your wind, Sir; tell me this,


Adr. Neither my husband, nor the slave re. Where have you left the money that I


turn'd, Dro. E, 0,-sixpence, that I had o'Wednes- That in such haste I sent to seek his master! day last,

Sure, Luciana, it is two o'clock. To pay the saddler for my mistress' crupper ;

Luc. Perhaps, some merchant hath invited The saddler had it, Sir, I kept it not.


(dinner, Ant. s. I am not in a sportive humour now: And from the mart he's somewhere gone to Tell me, and dally not, where is the money? Good sister, let us dine, and never fret : We being strangers here, how dar'st thou trust A man is master of his liberty : So great a charge from thine own custody?

Time is their master; and, when they see time, Dro. E. I pray you, jest, Sir, as you sit at They'll go, or come: If so, be patient, sister. dinner:

Adr. Why should their liberty than ours be I from my mistress come to you in post;

more? If I return, I shall be post indeed ;

Luc. Because their business still lies out For she will score your fault upon my pate.

o'door. Methinks, your maw, like mine, should be your

Adr. Look, when I serve him so, he takes it clock,

ill. And strike you home without a messenger.

Luc. O, know, he is the bridle of your will. Ant. S. Come, Dromio, come, these jests are

Adr. There's none, but asses, will be bridled out of season; Reserve them till a merrier hour than this: Luc. Why, headstrong liberty is lash'd with Where is the gold I gave in charge to thee? Dro. E. To me, Sir? why you gave no gold Butthath its bound, in earth, in sea, in sky

There's nothing, situate under heaven's eye, to me. Ant. S. Come on, sir knave, have done your The beasts, the fishes, and the winged fowls, foolishness,

Are their males' subject, and at their controls: And tell me, how thou hast dispos’d thy charge. Men, more divine, and masters of all these, Dro. E. My charge was but to fetch you from Lords of the wide world, and wild wat’ry seas, the mart


Indued with intellectual sense and souls, Home to your house, the Phænix, Sir, to din? Of more pre-eminence than fish and fowls, My mistress, and her sister, stay for you.

Are masters to their females, and their lords: Ant. S. Now, as I am a Christian, answer Then let your will attend on their accords.


Adr. This servitude makes you to keep un. In what safe place you have bestow'd my mo

wed. Or I will break that merry sconce* of yours,

Luc. Not this, but troubles of the marriage That stands on tricks when I am indispos’d:

bed. Where is the thousand marks thou hadst of Adr. But, were you wedded, you would bear me ?

some sway: Dro. E, I have some marks of yours upon

Luc. Ere I learn love, I'll practice to obey. my pate,

Adr. How if your husband start some other Some of my mistress' marks upon my shoulders,

where? But not a thousand marks between you both.-

Luc. Till he come home again, I would forIf I should pay your worship those again,

bear. Perchance, you will not bear them patiently.

Adr. Patience, unmov’d, po marvel though Ant. S. Thy mistress' marks! what mistress, They can be meek, that have no other cause.

slave, hast thou ? Dro. E. Your worship’s wife, my mistress at A wretched soul, bruis'd with adversity, the Phoenix;


We bid be quiet, when we bear it cry; She that doth fast, till you come home to din But were we búrthen'd with like weight of And prays, that you will hie you home to pain,

(plain : dinner.

As much, or more, we should ourselves comAnt. S. What, wilt thou fout me thus unto So thou, that hast no unkind mate to grieve my face,


(me: Being forbid? There, take you that, sir knave. With urging helpless patience would'st relieve Dro. E. What mean you, Šir? for God's sake, But, if thou live to see like right bereft, hold your hands;

This fool.begg'd patience in thee will be left. Nay, an you will not, Sir, I'll take my heels. Luc. Well, I will marry one day, but to try ;

(Erit DROMIO, E. Here comes your man, now is your husband Ant. S. Upon my life, by some device or

nigh. other, The villain is o'er-raughtt of all my money.

Enter Dromio of Ephesus. They say, this town is full of cozenage;

Adr. Say is your tardy master now at hand As, nimble jugglers, that deceive the eye, Dro. E. Nay, he is at two hands with me, Dark-working sorcerers, that change the mind, and that my two ears can witness. Soul-killing witches, that deform the body;

Adr. Say, didst thou speak with him? know'st Disguised cheaters, prating mountebanks,

thou his mind? And many such like liberties of sin :

Dro. E. Ay, ay, he told his mind upon mine

[it. • Head

+ Over-reached. Beshrew his hanú, I scarce could understand


she pause;


Lue. Spake he so doubtfully, thou couldst Sister, you know, he promis’d me a chain;not feel his meaning?

Would that alone alone he would detain, Dro. E. Nay, he struck so plainly, I could So he would keep fair quarter with his bed! too well feel his blows; and withal so doubt. I see the jewel, best enamelled, [still, fully, that I could scarce understand them. Will lose his beauty; and though gold 'bides

Adr. But say, I pr’ythee, is he coming That others touch, yet often touching will home? It seems, he hath great care to please Wear gold: and so no man, that hath a name, his wife.

But falsehood and corruption doth it shame. Dro. Ę. Why, mistress, sure my master is Since that my beauty cannot please his eye, horn-mad.

I'll weep what's left away, and weeping die. Adr. Horn-mad, thou villain?

Luc. How many fond fools serve mad jeaDro. E. I mean not cuckold-mad; but, sure,


[Excunt. he's stark mad: When I desir'd him to come home to dinner,

SCENE II.--The same. He ask'd me for a thousand marks in gold:

Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse. 'Tis dinner-time, quoth I; My gold, quoth he: Your meat doth burn, quóth I; My gold, quoth Ant. S. The gold,' I gave to Dromio, is laid he:

[he: Safe at the Centaur; and the heedful slave (up Will you come home? quoth I; My gold, quoth Is wander'd forth, in care to seek me out. Where is the thousand marks I gave thee, ril- By computation, and mine host's report, lain?

I could not speak witb Dromio, since at first The pig, quoth I, is burn'd; My gold, quoth he: I sent him from the mart: See here he comes. My mistress, Sir, quoth I; Hang up thy mistress;

Enter DromiO of Syracuse. I know not thy mistress; out on thy mistress! How now, Sir ? is your merry humour alter'd ? Luc. Quoth who?

As you love strokes, so jest with me again. Dro. E. Quoth my master: [tress ;- You know no Centaur? you receiv'd no gold? I know, quoth he, no house, no wife, no mis- Your mistress sent to have me home to dinner? So that my errand, due unto my tongue, My house was at the Phoenix? Wast thou I thank him, I bear home upon my shoulders;

mad, For, in conclusion, he did beat me there. That thus so madly thou didst answer me? Adr. Go back again, thou slave, and fetch Dro. S. What answer, Sir? when spake I him home.

such a word ? Dro. E. Go back again, and be new beaten Ant. S. Even now, even here, not half an home?

hour since. For God's sake, send some other messenger. Dro. S. I did not see you since you sent me Adr. Back, slave, or I will break thy pate



Home to the Centaur, with the gold you gave Dro, E. And he will bless that cross with Ant. S. Villain, thou didst deny the gold's other beating:

receipt; Between you I shall have a holy head. And told'st me of a mistress, and a dinner; Adr. Hence, prating peasant; fetch thy mas- For which, I hope, thou felt'st I was dister home.

pleas'd. Dro. E. Am I so round with you, as you Dro. S. I am glad to see you in this merry with me,


[me. That like a football do you spurn me thus ? What means this jest ? I pray you, master, tell You spurn me hence, and he will spurn me Ant. S. Yea, dost thou jeer, and flout me in hither:

the teeth? If I last in this service, you must case me in Think'st thou, I jest? Hold, take thou that, leather.

and that.

[Beating him. Luc. Fie, how impatience lowereth in your Dro. S. Hold, Sir, for God's sake: now your face.

jest is earnest: Adr. His company must do his minions Upon what bargain do you give it me? grace,

Ant. S. Because that I familiarly sometimes Whilst I at home starve for a merry look. Do use you for my fool, and chat with you, Hath homely age the alluring beauty took Your sauciness will jest upon my love, From my poor cheek? then he hath wasted it: And make a common of my serious hours.* Are my discourses dull? barren my wit? When the sun shines, let foolish gnats make If roluble and sharp discourse be marr’d,


[beams. Unkindness blunts it, more than marble hard. But creep in crannies, when he hides his Do their gay vestments his affections bait? If you will jest with me, know my aspect, That's not my fault, he's master of my state: And fashion your demeanour to my looks, What ruins are in me, that can be found Or I will beat this method in your sconce. By him not ruin'd? then is he the ground Dro. S. Sconce, call you it? so you would Of my defeatures:t My decayed fairt leave battering, I had rather have it a head: A sunny look of his would soon repair: an you use these blows long, I must get a But, too unruly deer, he breaks the pale, sconce for my head, and insconce: it too; or And feeds from home; poor I am but his stale. else I shall seek my wit in my shoulders. But, Luc. Self-arming jealousy!—fie, beat it I pray, Sir, why am I beaten? hence.

Ant. S. Dost thou not know? Adr. Unfeeling fools can with such wrongs Dro. S. Nothing, Sir; but that I am beaten. dispense.

Ant. S. Shall I tell you why? I know his eye doth homage otherwhere; Dro. S. Ay, Sir, and wherefore ; for, they Or else, what lets it but he would be here? say, every why hath a wherefore. * 1. e. Scarce stand under them.

* 1. e. Intrude on them when you please. + Alteration of features. 1 Fair, for fairness.

+ Study my countenance. Stalking horse. 1 Hinders.

1 A sconce was a fortification.



Ant. S. Why, first,--for flouting me; and some other mistress hath thy sweet aspects, then, wherefore, I am not Adriana, nor thy wife.

(vow For urging it the second time to me.

The time was once, when thou unurg'd wouldst Dro. S. Was there ever any man thus beaten That never words were music to thine ear, out of season ?

That never object pleasing in thine eye, When, in the why, and the wherefore, is nei- That never touch well-welcome to thy hand, ther rhyme nor reason?

That never meat sweet-savour'd in thy taste, Well, Sir, I thank you.

Unless I spake, look'd, touch'd, or cary'd to Ant. S. Thank me, Sir? for what?

thee. Dro. S. Marry, Sir, for this something that How comes it now, my husband, oh, how you gave me for nothing.

comes it, Ant. S. I'll make you amends next, to give That thou art then estranged from thyself? you nothing for something. But say, Sir, is it Thyself I call it, being strange to me, dinner-time?

That, undividable, incorporate, Dro. S. No, Sir ; I think, the meat wants Am better than thy dear selt's better part. that I have.

Ah, do not tear away thyself from me; Ant. S. In good time, Sir, what's that? For know, my love, as easy may'st thou fall Dro. S. Basting.

A drop of water in the breaking gulph, Ant. S. Well, Sir, then 'twill be dry. And take unmingled thence that drop again, Dro. S. If it be, Sir, I pray you eat none of it. Without addition, or diminishing, Ant. S. Your reason ?

As take from me thyself, and not me too. Dro. S. Lest it make you choleric, and pur. How dearly would it touch thee to the quick, chase me another dry basting.

Should'st thou but hear I were licentious ? Ant. S. Well, Sir, learn to jest in good time; And that this body, consecrate to thee, There's a time for all things.

By ruffian lust should be contaminate ? Dro. S. I durst have denied that, before you Would'st thou not spit at me, and spurn at me, were so choleric.

And hurl the name of husband in my face, Ant. S. By what rule, Sir ?

And tear the stain'd skin off my harlot brow, Dro. S. Marry, Sir, by a rule as plain as the And from my false hand cut the wedding ring, plain bald pate of father Time himself. And break it with a deep-divorcing vow ? Ant. S. Let's hear it.

I know thou canst; and therefore, see, thou do Dro. S. There's no time for a man to recover I am possess'd with an adulterate blot;, his hair, that grows bald by nature.

My blood is mingled with the crime of lust: Ant. S. May he not do it by fine and reco-For, if we two be one, and thou play false, very ?

I do digest the poison of thy flesh, Dro. S. Yes, to pay a fine for a peruke, and Being strumpeted by thy contagion. recover the lost hair of another man.

Keep then fair league and truce with thy true Ant. S. Why is time such a niggard of hair, I live dis-stain'd, thou undishonoured. *[bed; being, as it is, so plentiful an excrement? Ant. S. Plead you to me, fair dame? I know Dro. S. Because it is a blessing that he be.

you not: stows on beasts: and what he hath scanted In Ephesus I am but two hours old, men in hair, he hath given them in wit. As strange unto your town, as to your talk;

Ant. S. Why, but there's many a man hath Who, every word by all my wit being scann'd, more hair than wit.

Want wit in all one word to understand. Dro. S. Not a man of those, but he hath the Luc. Fie, brother! how the world is chang'd wit to lose his hair,

with you: Ant. S. Why, thou didst conclude hairy men when were you wont to use my sister thus? plain dealers without wit.

She sent for you by Dromio home to dinner. Dro. S. The plainer dealer, the sooner lost: Ant. S. By Dromio ? Yet he loseth it in a kind of jollity.

Dro. S. By me? Ant. S. For what reason?

Adr. By thee: and this thou didst return Dro. S. For two; and sound ones too.

from bim,Ant. S. Nay, not sound, I pray you. That he did buffet thee, and, in his blows Dro. S. Sure ones then.

Denied my house for his, me for his wife.
Ant. S. Nay, not sure, in a thing falsing. Ant. S. Did you converse, Sir, with this
Dro. S. Certain ones then.

Ant. s. Name them.

What is the course and drift of your compact? Dro. S. The one, to save the money that he Dro. S. I, Sir? I never saw her till this time. spends in tiring; the other, that at dinner they Ant. S. Villain, thou liest ; for even her very should not drop in his porridge.

Didst thou deliver to me on the mart. (words Ant. S. You would all this tine have proved, Dro. S. I never spake with her in all my life. there is no time for all things.

Ant. S. How can she thus then call us by our Dro. S. Marry, and did, Sir; namely, no Unless it be by inspiration ?

[names, time to recover hair lost by nature.

Adr. How ill agrees it with your gravity, Ant. S. But your reason was not substantial, To counterfeit thus grossly with your slave, why there is no time to recover.

Abetting him to thwart me in my mood ? Ďro. S. Thus I mend it: Time himself is Be it my wrong, you are from me exempt, bald, and therefore, to the world's end, will But wrong not that wrong with a more conhave bald followers.

tempt. Ant. s. knew, 'twould be a bald conclu- Come, I will fasten on this sleeve of thine: But soft! who wafts* us yonder? (sion : Thou art an elm, my husband, I a vine ; Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA.

Whose weakness, married to my stronger state,

Makes me with thy strength to communicate : Adr. Ay, ay, Antipholus, look strange, and If aught possess thee from me, it is dross, frown;

Usurping iry, brier, or idle* moss; * Beckon.

* Unfertile.

that pass,

an ass.

am I.


for grass.


us in.

Who, all for want of pruning, with intrusion That you beat me at the mart, I have your Infect thy sap, and live on thy confusion.

hand to show : Ant. S. To me she speaks; she moves me for If the skin were parchment, and the blows you her theme :

gave were ink,

{think. What, was I married to her in my dream? Your own handwriting would tell you what I Or sleep I now, and think I bear all this? Ant. E. I think, thou art an ass. What error drives our eyes and ears amiss ? Dro. E. Marry, so it doth appear Until I know this sure uncertainty,

By the wrongs I suffer, and the blows I bear. I'll entertain the offer'd fallacy.

I should kick, being kick'd; and, being at Luc. Dromio, go bid the servants spread for dinner.

You would keep from my heels, and beware of Dro. S. O, for my beads! I cross me for a sinner.

Ant. E. You are sad, signior Balthazar : This is the fairy land ;-0, spite of spites !

'Pray God, our cheer We talk with goblins, owls, and elvish sprites; May answer my good will, and your good wel. If we obey them not, this will ensue, (blue.

come here. They'll suck our breath, or pinch us black and Bal. I hold your dainties cheap, Sir, and Luc. Why prat'st thou to thyself, and an

your welcome dear. swer'st not?

(sot! Ant. E. O, signior Balthazar, either at flesh Dromio, thou drone, thou snail, thou slug, thou

or fish, Dro. S. I am transformed, master, am not I? A table full of welcome makes scarce one Ant. S. I think, thou art, in mind, and so dainty dish.

Bal. Good meat, Sir, is common; that every Dro. S. Nay, master, both in mind, and in

churl affords. my shape. Ant. E. And welcome more common i

for Ant. S. Thou hast thine own form.

that's nothing but words. Dro. S. No, I am an ape.

Bal. Small cheer, and great welcome, makes Luc. If thou art chang'd to aught, 'tis to an

a merry feast.

Ant. E. Ay, to a niggardly host, and more Dro. S. 'Tis truc; she rides me, and I long

sparing guest :

But though my cates* be mean, take them in "Tis so, I am an ass ; else it could never be,

good part;

[heart. But I should know her as well as she knows Better cheer may you have, but not with better

But, soft ; my door is lock'd; Go bid them let Adr. Come, come, no longer will I be a fool, To put the finger in the eye and weep,

Dro. E. Maud, Bridget, Marian, Cicely, Whilst man, and master, laugh my woes to

Gillian, Jen'!

Dro. S. [Within.] Moment malt-horse, capon, Come, Sir, to dinner; Dromio, keep the gate :

coxcomb, idiot, pa 1!1 Husband, i'll dine above with you to-day, Either get thee from the door, or sit down at And shrive* you of a thousand idle pranks:

the hatch: Sirrah, if any ask you for your master, Dost thou conjure for wenches, that thou call'st Say, he dines forth, and let no creature enter.

for such store, Come, sister :-Dromio, play the porter well. When one is one too many ? Go, get thee from Ant. $. Am I in earth, in heaven, or in hell ?

the door. Sleeping or waking ? mad, or well-advis’d ? Dro. E. What patch is made our porter? My Known unto these, and to myself disguis'd !

master stays in the street. I'll say as they say, and perséver so,

Dro. S. Let him walk from whence he came, And in this mist at all adventures go.

lest he catch cold on's feet. Dro. S. Master, shall I be porter at the gate ? Ant. E. Who talks within there? ho, open Adr. Ay; and let none enter, lest I break

the door. your pate.

Dro. S. Right, Sir, I'll tell you when, and Luc. Come, come, Antipholus, we dine too you'll tell me wherefore. late.

[Exeunt. Ant. E. Wherefore? for my dinner; I have

not din'd to-day. ACT III.

Dro. $. Nor to-day here you must not; come SCENE I.-The same.

again, when you may.

Ant. E. What art thou, that keep’st me out Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus, DROMIO of

from the house I owe ? Ephesus, ANGELO, and BALTHAZAR. Dro. S. The porter for this time, Sir, and my

name is Dromio. Ant. E. Good signior Angelo, you must ex

Dro. E. O villain, thou hast stolen both cuse us all;

mine office and my name; (blame. My wife is shrewish, when I keep not hours :

The one ne'er got me credit, the other mickle Say, that I linger'd with you at your shop, If thou had'st been Dromio to-day in my place, To see the making of her carkanetet

Thou would'st have chang'd thy face for a And that to morrow you will bring it home.

name, or thy name for an ass. But here's a villain, that would face me down

Luce. [Within.) What a coils is there? DroHe met 'me on the mart; and that I beat bim.

mio, who are those at the gate ? And charg'd him with a thousand marks in

Dro. E. Let my master in, Luce. gold;

Luce. Faith no; he comes too late ; And that I did deny my wife and house :

And so tell your master. Thou drunkard, thou, what didst thou mean by

Dro. E, O Lord, I must laugh :-this? Dro. E. Say what you will, Sir, but I know | Have at you with a proverb.-Shall I set in what I know :

my staff?

* Dishes of meat. † Blockhead. t Fool. • Absolve. + A necklace strung with pearls. I own, am owner of.

A Bustle, tumult.


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