For fear you ne'er see chain nor money, more. Ang. You are a merry man, Sir; fare you well. [Erit.

Ant. S. What I should think of this, I cannot tell;

But this I think, there's no man is so vain,
That would refuse so fair an offer'd chain,
I see, a man here needs not live by shifts,
When in the streets he meets such golden gifts.
I'll to the mart, and there for Dromio stay:
If any ship put out, then straight away.

ACT IV.

SCENE I.-The same.

[Exit.

money:

Besides, I have some business in the town:
Good signior take the stranger to my house,
And with you take the chain, and bid my wife
Disburse the sum on the receipt thereof;
Perchance, I will be there as soon as you.
Ang. Then you will bring the chain to her
yourself?

Ant. E. No; bear it with you, lest I come not time enough.

Ang. Well, Sir, I will: Have you the chain about you?

Ant. E. An if I have not, Sir, I hope you

have;

Or else you may return without your money.
Ang. Nay, come, I pray you, Sir, give me
the chain;

Both wind and tide stays for this gentleman,
And I, to blame, have held him here too long
Ant. E. Good lord, you use this dalliauce, to

Either send the chain, or send me by some

token.

Ant. E. Fie! now you run this humour out of breath:

Come, where's the chain? I pray you let me

see it.

Mer. My business cannot brook this dal

liance;

Good Sir, say, whe'r you'll answer me, or no. If not, I'll leave him to the officer.

Ant. E. I answer you! What should I an

swer you?

Ang. The money, that you owe me for the chain

Ant. E. I owe you none, till I receive the chain.

Ang. You know I gave it you half an hour since.

Ant. E. Yon gave me none, you wrong me

much to say so.

Ang. You wrong me more, Sir, in denying it. Consider, how it stands upon my credit. Mer. Well, officer, arrest him at my suit. Offi. I do; and charge you in the duke's name to obey me.

Ang. This touches me in reputation :Either consent to pay this sum for me, Or I attach you by this officer.

Ant. E. Consent to pay thee that I never had! Arrest me, foolish fellow, if thou dar'st.

Ang. Here is thy fee; arrest him, officer;
I would not spare my brother in this case,
If he should scorn me so apparently.

Offi. I do arrest you, Sir; you hear the suit. Ant. E. 1 do obey thee, till I give thee bail:

I shall.

But, sirrah, you shall buy this sport as dear As all the metal in your shop will answer. Ang. Sir, Sir, I shall have law in Ephesus, To your notorious shame, I doubt it not.

Enter DROMIO of Syracuse.

Dro. S. Master, there is a bark of Epidam

num,

That stays but till her owner comes aboard,
And then, Sir, bears away: our fraughtage,
Sir,

I have convey'd aboard; and I have bought
The oil, the balsamum, and aqua-vitæ.
The ship is in her trim! the merry wind
Blows fair from land; they stay for nought at all,
But for their owner, master, and yourself.

Ant. E. How now! a madman! why thou peevish sheep,

What ship of Epidamnum stays for me?

Dro. S. A ship you sent me to, to hire waftage. t

Ant. E. Thou drunken slave, I sent thee for a rope ;

And told thee to what purpose and what end. Dro. S. You sent me, Sir, for a rope's end

as soon:

You sent me to the bay, Sir, for a bark.

Ant. E. I will debate this matter at more leisure,

And teach your ears to listen with more heed.
To Adriana, villain, hie thee straight;
Give her this key, and tell her, in the desk
That's cover'd o'er with Turkish tapestry.
There is a purse of ducats let her send it;
Tell her, I am arrested in the street,

And that shall bail me: hie thee, slave; be goue.

On, officer, to prison till it come.

[Exeunt MERCHANT, ANGELO, OFFICER, and ANT. E.

I'll-fac'd, worse-bodied, shapeless every where ; Vicious, ungentle, foolish, blunt, unkind; Stigmatical in making, worse in mind.

Luc. Who would be jealous then of such a

one ?

No evil lost is wail'd when it is gone.

Adr. Ab but I think him better than I say, And yet would herein others' eyes were

worse:

Far from her nest the lapwing cries away; + My heart prays for him, though my tongue do curse.

Enter DROMIO of Syracuse.

Dro. S. Here, go; the desk, the purse; sweet now, make baste.

Luc. How hast thou lost thy breath ?
Dro. S. By running fast.

Adr. Where is thy master, Dromio is he well?

Dro. S. No, he's in tartar limbo, worse than hell:

A devil in an everlasting garment † hath him
One, whose hard heart is button'd up with
steel;

A fiend, a fairy, pitiless and rough;
A wolf, nay, worse, a fellow all in buff;
A back-friend, a shoulder-clapper,
countermands

one that

The passages of alleys, creeks, and narrow lands;

A hound that runs counter, and yet draws dryfoot well;

One that, before the judgment, carries poor souls to hell. §

Adr. Why, man, what is the matter? Dro. S. I do not know the matter? he is 'rested on the case.

Adr. What, is he arrested? tell me, at whose suit.

Dro. S. I know not at whose suit he is ar

rested, well;

But he is in a suit of buff, which 'rested him, that can I tell :

Will you send him, mistress, redemption, the money in the desk?

Adr. Go fetch it, sister.-This I wonder at, [Exit LUCIANA, That he unknown to me, should be in debt: Tell me, was be arrested on a band? ¶

Dro. S. Not on a baud, but on a stronger thing;

A chain, a chain; do you not hear it ring?
Adr. What, the chain?

Dro. S. No, no, the bell: 'tis time, that 1 were gone.

It was two ere I left him, and now the clock strikes one.

Adr. The hours come back! that did I never bear.

Dro. S. O yes, if any hour meet a sergeant, a 'turns back for very fear.

Adr. As if time were in debt! how fondly dost thou reason?

Dro. S. Time is a very bankrupt, and owes more than he's worth to season. Nay, he's a thief too: bave you not heard men say,

That time comes stealing on by night and day?

If he be in debt, and theft, and a sergeant in the way,

Hath he not reason to turn back an hour in a day.

Dro. S. Marry, he must have a long spoon, that must eat with the devil.

Ant. S. Avoid then, fiend? why tell'st thou me of supping?

Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress :

I conjure thee to leave me, and be gone.

Cour. Give me the ring of mine you had at dinner,

salute me

As if I were their well-acquainted friend;
And every one doth call me by my name.
Some tender money to me, some invite me ;
Some other give me thanks for kindnesses;
Some offer me commodities to buy:
Even now a tailor call'd me in his shop,

And show'd me silks that he had bought for me,
And, therewithal, took measure of my body.
Sure, these are but imaginary wiles,
And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here.

Enter DROMIO of Syracuse.

Dro. S. Master, here's the gold you sent me for What, have you got the picture of old Adam new apparelled?

Ant. S. What gold is this? what Adam dost thou mean?

Dro. S. Not that Adam, that kept the paradise, but that Adam, that keeps the prison: he that goes in the calf's skin that was killed for the prodigal; he that came behind you, Sir, like an evil angel, and bid you forsake your liberty.

Ant. S. I understand thee not.

Dro. S. No? why, 'tis a plain case: he that went like a base-viol, in a case of leather; the man, Sir, that, when gentlemen are tired, gives then a fob, and 'rests them; he, Sir, that takes pity on decayed men, and gives them suits of durance; he that sets up his rest to do more exploits with his mace, than a morrispike.

Ant. S. What! thou mean'st an officer?

Dro. S. Ay, Sir, the serjeant of the band; he, that brings any man to answer it, that breaks his band: one that thinks a man al ways going to bed, and says, God give you good rest.

Ant. S. Well, Sir, there rest in your foolery. Is there any ship puts forth to-night? may we be gone?

Dro. S. Why, Sir, I brought you word an hour since, that the bark Expedition put forth to-night! and then were you hindered by the serjeant, to tarry for the boy, Delay: Here are the angels that you sent for, to deliver you. Ant. S. The fellow is distract, and so am 1; And here we wander in lusions: Some blessed power deliver us from hence ! Enter a COURTEZAN.

Cour. Well met, well met, master Anti

pholus,

I see, Sir, you have found the goldsmith now;
Is that the chain you promis'd me to-day?
Ant. S. Satan, avoid! I charge thee tempt
me not!

Dro. S. Master, is this mistress Satan?
Ant. S. It is the devil.

And I'll be gone, Sir, and not trouble you.

Dro. S. Some devils ask but the paring of one's nail,

A rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin,

A nut, a cherry-stone: but she, more covetous, Would bave a chain.

Master, be wise; and if you give it her, The devil will shake her chain, and fright us with it.

Cour. I pray you, Sir, the ring, or else the chain;

I hope, you do not mean to cheat me so. Ant. S. Avaunt, thou witch! Come Dromio, let us go.

Dro. S. Fly pride, says the peacock: Mistress, that you know.

[Exeunt ANT. and DRO. Cour. Now, out of doubt, Antipoolus is inad Else would he never so demean himself: A ring he hath of mine worth forty ducats, And for the same he promised me a chain! Both one, and other, he denies me now. The reason that I gather he is mad, (Besides this present instance of his rage,) Is a mad tale, he told, to-day at dinner, Of his own doors being shut against his en

Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus, and an
OFFICER.

Ant. E. Fear me not, man, I will not break away; I'll give thee, ere I leave thee, so much money warrant thee, as I am 'rested, for.

And will not lightly trust the messenger,
My wife is in a wayward mood to-day :
That I should be attached in Ephesus :
I tell you, 'twill sound harshly in her ears.—

Enter DROMIO of Ephesus with a rope's end. Here comes my man; I think, he brings the money.

How now, Sir? have you that I sent you for? Dro. E. Here's that, I warrant you, will pay

them all..

Ant. E. To what end did I bid thee hie thee home?

Dro. E. To a rope's end, Sir: and to that end am I return'd.

Ant. S. Why, Dromio?

Fanciful conception.

Ant. E. And to that end, Sir; I will welcome you. [Beating him. Off. Good Sir, be patient. Dro. E. Nay, 'tis for me to be patient; I am adversity.

Of. Good now, hold thy tongue.

Dro. E. Nay, rather persuade him to hold his

bands.

Ant. E. Thou whoreson, senseless villaial

• Correct them all.

Dro. E. I would I were senseless, Sir, that I might not feel your blows.

Änt. E. Thou art sensible in nothing but blows, and so is an ass.

Dro. E. I am an ass, indeed; you may prove it by my long ears. I have serv'd him from the hour of nativity to this instant, and have nothing at his hands for my service, but blows : when I am cold, he heats me with beating: when I am warm, he cools me with beating: I am waked with it, when I sleep; raised with it, when I sit; driven out of doors with it, when I go from home; welcomed home with it, when I return: nay, I bear it on my shoulders, as a beggar wont her brat; and, I think, when he hath lamed me, I shall beg with it from door to door.

Enter ADRIANA, LUCIANA, and the COURTEZAN, with PINCH, and others.

Ant. E. Come, go along; my wife is coming yonder,

Dro. É. Mistress, respice finem, respect your end; or rather the prophecy, like the parrot, Beware the rope's end.

[Beats him.

Ant. E. Wilt thou still talk ? 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 bis 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 extacy! Pinch. Give me your hand, aud let me feel your pulse.

Ant. E. There is my hand, and let it feel your

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. Oh! that thou wert not, poor distressed soul !

Ant. E. You minion you, are these your customers?

Did this companion with a 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! 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.

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-win 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

eyes,

That would behold in me this shameful sport, [PINCH and his assistants bind ANT. and DROMIO.

Adr. O bind him, bind bin, let bim 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 jailer, 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 frantic

too.

Adr. What wilt thou do, thou peevish * officer ?

Hast thou delight to see a wretched man
Do outrage and displeasure to himself?

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

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

And, knowing how the debt grows, I will pay it.
Bear me forthwith unto his creditor,
Home to my house.-0 most unhappy day!
Good master doctor, see him safe convey'd
Ant. E. O most unhappy + strumpet !
Dro. E. Master, I am here enter'd in bond

for you.

Ant. E. Out on thee, villain! wherefore dost thou mad n.e?

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

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. and DRO.

Say now, whose suit is he arrested at?

• Foolish.
Unhappy for unlucky, i. e mischievous

bim ?

Adr. I know the man: What is the sum ne Owes ?

Ofi. Two hundred ducats.

Adr. Say, how grows it due?

Offi. Due for a chain your husband had of bim.

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, jailer, 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 OFFICER. ADR. and Luc. Ant. E. 1 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 barm; you saw, they speak us fair, give us gold methinks they are such a gentle nation, that but 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.

ACT V.

SCENE 1.-The same.

[Exeunt.

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 esteein'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;

• Baggage.

too.

Adr. Hold, hurt him not, for God's sake; he is mad :Some get within him, take his sword away : Bind Dromio too, and bear them to my house. Dro. S. Run, master, run; for God's sake, take a house. t

This is some priory ;-In, or we are spoil'd. [Exeunt ANTIPH. and DROMIO to the Priory.

Enter the ABBESS. 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 am sorry now, that I did draw on him.

Abb. How long hath this possession held the man?

Adr. This week he hath been heavy, sour, and sad,

And much, much different from the man he was;

But till, this afternoon, his passion
Ne'er brake into extremity of rage.

Abb. Hath he not lost much wealth by wreck at sea?

Buried some dear friend? Hath not else his

Adr. Why, so I did.

Abb. Ay, but not rough enough.

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

Adr. And in assemblies too.
Abb. Ay, but not enough.

Adr. It was the copy of our conference :
In bed, he slept not for my urging it;
At board, he fed not for my urging it;
Alone, it was the subject of my theme;
In company, I often glanced it;
Still did I tell him it was vile and bad.

Abb. And thereof came it, that the man was The venom clamours of a jealous woman mad : Poison more deadly than a mad dog's tooth. It seems his sleeps were hinder'd by thy rail ing:

And thereof comes it that is head is light. Thou say'st his meat was sauc'd with thy up braidings: