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Disguised cheaters, prating mountebanks,
And many such like liberties of sin: +
If it prove fo, I will be gone the sooner.
I'll to the Centaur, to go seek this save;
I greatly fear, my mony is not safe.


ACT 11.


The House of Antipholis of Ephesus.

Enter Adriana and Luciana.


EITHER my husband, nor the save return’d,

That in such hafte I sent to seek his master!
Sure, Luciana, it is two o'clock.

Luc. Perhaps, some merchant hath invited him,
And from the mart he's somewhere gone to dinner :
Good fifter, let us dine, and never fret.
A man is master of his liberty :
Time is their master; and when they see time,
They'll go or come; If so, be patient, fifter.
work Changes of the Mind by should be read thus,
these Applications.

Soul-killing forcerers that change WARBURTON. the mind ; The learned commentator has Dark-working witches, that deendeavoured with much earnest form the body. ness to recommend his altera- This change seems to remove all tion; but, if I may judge of difficulties. other apprehensions by my own, By foul-killing I understand without great success. This in- destroying the rational faculties terpretation of soul-killing, is by such means as make men fanforced and harsh. Sir T. Han


themselves beasts. mer reads, Soul-Jelling, agreeably

liberties of fin :) enough to the common opinion, Sir T. Hanmer reads, Libertines, but without such improvement which, as the author has been

may justify the change. enumerating nct acts but persons, Perhaps the epithets have been seems right. only misplaced, and the lines




Adr. Why should their liberty than ours be more ?
Luc. Because their business still lies out a-door.
Adr. Look, when I serve him so, he takes it ill.
Luc. Oh, know, he is the bridle of your will.
Adr. There's none, but asses, will be bridied fo.

Luc. Why, head-strong liberty is lafht with woe.
There's nothing situate under heaven's eye,
But hath its bound in earth, in sea, in sky :
The beasts, the fishes, and the winged fowls,
Are their males' subjects, and at their controuls :
Man, more divine, the master of all these,
Lord of the wide world, and wide wat'ry seas,
Indu'd with intellectual sense and foul,
Of more preheminence than fish and fowl,
Are matters to their females, and their lords :
Then let your will attend on their accords.

Adr. This servitude makes you to keep unwed.
Luc. Not this, but troubles of the marriage bed.
Adr. But were you wedded, you would bear fome

Luc. Ere I learn love, I'll practise to obey.
Adr. How if your husband start some other where?
Luc. 'Till he come home again, I would forbear.

Adr. Patience unmov'd, -no marvel tho' she pause, They can be meek, that have no other cause : A wretched foul, bruis'd with adversity, We bid be quiet, when we hear it cry; But were we burden'd with like weight of pain, As much, or more, we should ourselves complain. So thou, that haft no unkind mate to grieve thee, With urging helpless patience wouldīt relieve me : But if thou live to see like right bereft, This fool-begg'd patience in thee will be left. ?

Luc. 5 - Part some other where ?] pid is said to be a good hare-finder, I cannot but think that our au • To pause is to reft, to be in chour wrote,

quiet. - fiart some other hare. 7 - fiol-beggd) She seems So in Much ads about nothing, Cu to mean by fool begi'd, panerce, VOL. III. I

that :

Luc. Well, I will marry one day but to try ; Here comes your man, now is your husband nigh.

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Enter Dromio of Ephesus.
dr. Say, is your tardy master now at hand ?

E. Dro. Nay, he's at two hands with me, and that my two ears can witness.

Adr. Say, didst thou speak with him ? know'st thou his mind ?

E. Dro. Ay, ay, he told his mind upon mine ear. Beshrew his hand, I scarce could understand it.

Luc. Spake he so doubtfully, thou couldst not feel his meaning?

E. Dro. Nay, he struck so plainly, I could too well feel his blows; and withal fo doubtfully, that I could fcarce understand them.

Adr. But say, I pr’ythee, is he coming home? It seems, he hath great care to please his wife. E. Dro. Why, mistress, sure, my master is horn

mad. Adr. Horn-mad, thou villain ? E. Dro. I mean not, cuckold-mad; but, fure, he's

stark mad : When I desir'd him to come home to dinner, He alk'd me for a thousand marks in gold : 'Tis dinner-time, quoch I ; my gold, quoth he : Your meat doth burn, quoth ); my gold, quoth he: Will you come home, quoch 1 ? my gold, quoth he: Where is the thousand marks I gave thee, villain ? The pig, quoth I, is burn'd; my gold, quoth he. My mistress, Sir, quoth I; hang up thy mistress; I know not thy mistress ; out on thy mistress ! that patience which is so near to from it to represent you as a fiv, idiotical fimplicity, that your next and teg the guardianship of your relation would take advantage fortune.


Luc. Quoth who?

E. Dro. Quoth my master : I know, quoth he, no house, no wise, no mistress ; So that my errand, due unto my tongue, I thank him, I bare home upon my shoulders : For, in conclusion, he did beat me there. Adr. Go back again, thou Nave, and fetch him

home. E. Dro. Go back again, and be new beaten home? For God's sake, send some other messenger.

Adr. Back, slave, or I will break thy pate across. E. Dro. And he will bless that cross with other beat,

ing: Between you I shall have a holy head.

Adr. Hence, prating peasant, fetch thy'master home.

E. Dro. Am i so round with you as you with me, That like a foot-ball you do spurn me thus ? You spurn me hence, and he will spurn me hither : If I last in this service, you must cafe me in leather.

[Exit. S CE N E III. Luc. Fy, how impatience lowreth in your face !

Ard. His company must do his minions grace, Whilst I at home starve for a merry look : Hath homely age th' alluring beauty took From my poor cheek? then, he hath wasted it. Are my discourses dull? barren my wit ? If voluble and sharp discourse be marr’d, Unkindness blunts it, more than marble hard. Do their gay vestments his affections bait ? That's not my fault : he's rafter of What ruins are in me, that can be found By him not ruin'd ? then, is he the ground 8 Am I go round with you as self, and unrestraired, or free in

you with me, ] He plays Speech oration, spoken of his misupon the word round, which fig- tress. So the king in Hamlet bids nified spherical applied to him- the queen ber vund with her ion.

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Of my defeatures. My decayed fair
A sunny look of his would soon repair.
But, too unruly * deer, he breaks the pale,
And feeds from home ; poor I am but his stale. 9

Luc. Self-harming jealousy !-fy, beat it hence.

Adr. Unfeeling fools can with such wrongs dispense:
I know, his eye doth homage other-where;
Or else what lets it, but he would be here?
Sister, you know he promis'd me a chain ;
Would that alone, alone, he would detain,
So he would keep fair quarter with his bed.
I see, the jewel, best enamelled,
Will lose his beauty; and the gold 'bides still,
That others touch; yet often touching will
Wear gold: and so no man, that hath a name,
But falfhood, and corruption, doth it shame.
Since that my beauty cannot please his eye,
l'll weep what's left away, and weeping die.
Luc. How many fond fools serve mad jealousy!

(Exeunt. * The ambiguity of deer and By falßhood and corruption datb dear is borrowed. poor as it is,

it jham..] In this miserable by Wolier in his poem on the condition is this passage given us. Ladies Girdle.

It should be read thus,
This nuas my heav'n's extremeft I fee, the jezvel, best enamelled,

Wiil lose his beauty; and the
The pale shat beli my Lovely deer. gold bides fill,

poor l am but his ji ale ] That others toucb ; jet often touchThe word sal, in our authour, used as a substantive, means, not Wear gold: and so no man, that something offered to allure or attrall, but something vitiated with But falfhood, and corruption, detb ase, something of which the beft

it jbame. part has been enjoyed and con. The sense is this, “ Gold, infumed.

“ deed, will long bear the hand11 sec, the jewel, beft ena " ling; however, often touching, melled,

“ will wear even gold; just to Will lose his beauty; YET: the “ the greatest character, tho' as gold bides fill,

pure as gold itself, may, in Thut orbers tonch, AND often “ time, be injured, by the retouching will:

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