E. Ant. Oh, most unhappy ftrumpet!

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

E. Dro. Will you be bound for nothing? be mad, good master; cry, the devil

Luc. God help, poor fouls, how idly do they talk! Adr. Go bear him hence; fifter, ftay you with me. [Exeunt Pinch, Antipholis, and Dromio. Say, now, whose suit is he arrested at?

Manent Officer, Adriana, Luciana, and Courtezan. Offiic. One Angelo, a goldfmith; do you know him? Adr. I know the man; what is the fum he owes? Offic. Two hundred ducats.

Adr. Say, how grows it due?

Offic. Due for a chain your husband had of him. Adr. He did befpeak 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 faw upon his finger now), Strait after, did I meet him with a chain.

Adr. It may be fo, but I did never fee it. Come, jailor, bring me where the goldsmith is; I long to know the truth hereof at large.

Enter Antipholis of Syracufe, with his rapier draws, and Dromio of Syracuse.

Luc. God, for thy mercy! they are loose again.
Adr. And come with naked fwords;

Let's call more help to have them bound again.
Offic. Away, they'll kill us.

[They run out.

Manent Antipholis and Dromio.

S. Ant. I fee thefe witches are afraid of fwords.
S. Dro. She that would be your wife, now ran

from you.

S. Ant. Come to the Centaur, fetch our stuff from thence:

I long that we were fafe and found aboard.

S. Dro. Faith, ftay here this night; they will furely do us no harm; you faw they fpake us fair, gave us gold; methinks they are fuch a gentle nation, that but for the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of me, I could find in my heart to ftay here ftill, and turn witch.

S. Ant. I will not ftay to-night for all the town; Therefore away, to get our stuff aboard. [Exeunt.

I

ACT V.

SCENE I.

A Street, before a Priory.

Enter the Merchant and Angelo.

Angelo.

Am forry, Sir, that I have hinder'd you;
But I proteft, he had the chain of me,

Tho' moft difhoneftly he doth deny it.

Mer. How is the man efteem'd here in the city?
Ang. Of very reverent 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 foftly: yonder, as I think, he walks.

Enter Antipholis and Dromio of Syracufe.

Ang. 'Tis fo; and that self-chain about his neck, Which he forfwore moft monftrously to have. Good Sir, draw near to me, I'll speak to him. Signior Antipholis, I wonder much

That you would put me to this fhame and trouble;
And not without fone fcandal to yourfelf,
With circumftance and oaths fo to deny
This chain, which now you wear to openly.
Befides the charge, the fhame, imprisonment,
You have done wrong to this my honest friend;
Who, but for staying on our controversy,

Had hoifted fail, and put to fea to-day:
This chain you had of me, can you deny it?
S. Ant. I think I had; I never did deny it?
Mir. Yes, that you did, Sir; and forfwore it too.
S. Ant. Who heard me to deny it, or forfwear it?
Mer. These ears of mine, thou knoweft, did
hear thee:

Fy on thee, wretch! 'tis pity that thou liv'ft
To walk where any honeft men refort.

S. Ant. Thou art a villian, to impeach me thus.
I'll prove mine honour and my honefty
Against thee presently, if thou dar'ft stand.
Mer. I dare, and do defy thee for a villain.
[They draw.

Enter Adranio, Luciana, Courtezan, and others.

Adr. Hold, hurt him not, for God's fake; he is
mad.

Some get within him, take his fword away:
Bind Dromio too, and bear them to my house.

S. Dro. Run, master, run; for God's fake, take
a house.

This is fome priory-In, or we are spoil'd.

[Exeunt to the Priory.

Enter Lady Abbefs.

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'm forry now that I did draw on him. Abb. How long hath this poffeffion held the man? Adr. This week he hath been heavy, fower, fad, And much, much different from the man he was: But, till this afternoon, his paffion

Ne'er brake into extremity of rage.

Abb Hath he not loft much wealth by wreck at fea?

VOL. III.

Bb

Bury'd fome dear friend? hath not elfe his eye
Stray'd his affection in unlawful love?
A fin prevailing much in youthful men,
Who give their eyes the liberty of gazing.
Which of thefe forrows is he fubject to?

Adr. To none of thefe, except it be the last? Namely, fome love, that drew him oft from home. Abb. You fhould for that have reprehended him. Adr. Why, fo I did.

Abb. Ay, but not rough enough.

Adr. As roughly as my modefty would let me. Abb. Haply in private.

Adr. And in aflemblies too.

Abb. Ay, but not enough.

Adr. It was the copy * of our conference.
In bed, he flept not for my urging it;
At board, he fed not for my urging it;
Alone, it was the fubject of my theam;
In company I often glanc'd at it;
Still did I tell him, it was vile and bad.

Abb. And therefore came it that the man was

The venom clamours of a jealous woman

[mad.

Poifon more deadly than a mad dog's tooth.
It seems his fleeps were hinder'd by thy railing;
And therefore comes it that his head is light.
Thou fay'ft his meat was fauc'd with thy upbraid-
Unquiet meals make ill digestions;

Therefore the raging fire of fever bred;
And what's the fever, but a fit of madness?

[ings;

Thou fay'ft his sports were hinder'd by thy brawls.
Sweet recreation barr'd, what doth enfue
But moody and dull melancholy,
Kinsman to grim and comfortless despair?
And at her heels a huge infectious troop
Of pale diftemperatures, and foes to life.
In food, in fport, and life-preferving rest,
To be disturb'd, would mad or man or beaft:
The confequence is then, thy jealous fits
Have scared thy husband from the use of wits.

By copy here is to be understood abundance, fulness, as copia fignifies in Latin.

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 of him. Abb. No, not a creature enter in my house. Adr. Then let your fervants bring my husband forth.

Abb. Neither; he took this place for fanctuary, And it fhall privilege him from your hands, 'Till I have brought him to his wits again, Or lofe my labour in affaying it.

Adr. I will attend my husband, be his nurse,
Diet his ficknefs, for it is my office;

And will have no attorney but myself;
And therefore let me have him home with me.
Abb. Be patient, for I will not let him stir,
'Till I have us'd th' approved means I have,
With wholesome firups, drugs, and holy prayers,
To make of him a formal man again;

It is a branch and parcel of mine oath,
A charitable duty of my order;

Therefore depart, and leave him here with me.
Adr. I will not hence, and leave my husband here;
And ill it doth befeem your holinefs
To feparate the husband and the wife.

Abb. Be quiet and depart, thou shalt not have hitn. Luc. Complain unto the Duke of this indignity. [Exit Abbels.

Adr. Come, go; I will fall proftrate at his feet, And never rife, until my tears and prayers Have won his Grace to come in perfon hither; And take perforce my husband from the Abbeís. Mer. By this, I think, the dial points at five: Anon, I'm fure, the Duke himlelf in perfon Comes this way to the melancholy vale; The place of death and forry execution, Behind the ditches of the abbey here.

Ang. Upon what cause?

Mer. To fee a reverend Syracufan merchant,

Who put unluckily into this bay,

Againit the laws and ftatutes of this town,