faith, and my heart of steel, she had transform'd me to a curtal-dog, and made me turn i'th' wheel.

S. Ant. Go, hie thee presently; poft to the road And if the wind blow any way from fhore, I will not harbour in this town to night. If any bark put forth, come to the mart; Where I will walk, 'till thou return to me: If every one know us, and we know none, 'Tis time, I think, to trudge, pack and be gone. S. Dro. As from a bear a man would run for life, So fly I from her that would be my wife.

[Exit.

S. Ant. There's none but witches do inhabit here; And therefore 'tis high time that I were hence : She, that doth call me hufband, even my foul Doth for a wife abhor. But her fair fifter, Poffeft with fuch a gentle fovereign grace, Of fuch inchanting prefence and discourse, Hath almoft made me traitor to myself: But left myself be guilty of felf-wrong, I'll ftop mine ears against the mermaid's fong.

Enter Angelo, with a Chain.

Ang. Mafter Antipholis,

S. Ant. Ay, that's my name.

Ang. I know it well, Sir; lo, here is the chain;
I thought t' have ta'en you at the Porcupine;
The chain, unfinish'd, made me stay thus long.

S. Ant. What is your will, that I fhall do with this?
Ang. What please yourself, Sir; I have made it for

you.

S. Ant. Made it for me, Sir! I bespoke it not.

however the Oxford Editor thinks a bre ft made of flint, better fe

curity, and has therefore put it in. WARBURTON.

Ang.

Ang. Not once, nor twice, but twenty times you

have:

Go home with it, and please your wife withal
And foon at fupper-time I'll vifit you,
And then receive my mony for the chain.

S. Ant. I pray you, Sir, receive the mony now;
For fear you ne'er fee chain, nor mony, more.
Ang. You are a merry man, Sir; fare you well.
[Exit.
S. Ant. What I fhould think of this, I cannot tell :
But this I think, there's no man is fo vain,
That would refufe fo fair an offer'd chain.
I fee, a man here needs not live by shifts,
When in the streets he meets fuch golden gifts:
I'll to the mart, and there for Dromio stay;
If any fhip put out, then ftrait away.

[Exit.

ACT IV. SCENE I.

The STREET.

Enter a Merchant, Angelo, and an Officer.

MERCHANT.

OU know, fince Pentecoft the fum is due;
And fince I have not much importun'd you;

You

Nor now I had not, but that I am bound
To Perfia, and want gilders for my voyage:
Therefore make prefent fatisfaction;

Or I'll attach you by this officer.

Ang. Ev'n just the fum, that I do owe to you,
Is growing to me by Antipholis ;

And, in the inftant that I met with you,
He had of me a chain: at five o'clock,

I fhall

I shall receive the mony for the fame :

Please you but walk with me down to his house,
I will discharge my bond, and thank you too.

Enter Antipholis of Ephefus, and Dromio of Ephefus, as from the Courtezan's.

Offi. That labour you may fave: fee where he comes:
E. Ant. While I go to the goldfmith's houfe, go

thou

And buy a rope's end; that will I beftow
Among my wife and her confederates,
For locking me out of my doors by day.
But, fot; I fee the goldfmith: get thee gone,
Buy thou a rope, and bring it home to me.

E. Dro. I buy a thousand pound a year! I buy a rope! [Exit Dromio. E. Ant. A man is well holp up, that trufts to you: I promised your prefence, and the chain :

But neither chain, nor goldfmith, came to me:
Belike, you thought, our love would laft too long
If it were chain'd together; therefore came not.

Ang. Saving your merry humour, here's the note,
How much your chain weighs to the utmoft carrat;
The fineness of the gold, the chargeful fashion,
Which do amount to three odd ducats more,
Than I ftand debted to this gentleman;

I pray you, fee him presently discharg'd;
For he is bound to fea, and ftays but for it.

E. Ant. I am not furnish'd with the prefent mony

Befides, I have fome bufinefs in the town;
Good Signior, take the ftranger to my house,
And with you take the chain, and bid my wife
Disburse the fum on the receipt thereof;
Perchance, 1 will be there as foon as you.

Ang. Then you will bring the chain to her yourself?
E. Ant. No; bear it with you, left I come not time

enough.

Ang.

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

E. Ant. An if I have not, Sir, I hope, you have: Or else you may return without your mony.

Ang. Nay, come, I pray you, Sir, give me the chain,

Both wind and tide ftay for this gentleman;
And I, to blame, have held him here too long.

E. Ant. Good Lord, you use this dalliance to excufe
Your breach of promise to the Porcupine: ·
I fhould have chid you for not bringing it;
But, like a fhrew, you first begin to brawl.

Mer. The hour steals on; I pray you, Sir, dispatch. Ang. You hear, how he importunes me; the chainE. Ant. Why, give it my wife, and fetch your

mony.

Ang. Come, come, you know, I gave it you ev'n

now.

Or fend the chain, or fend me by fome token.

E. Ang. Fy, now you run this humour out of breath.

Come, where's the chain? I pray you, let me fee it.
Mer. My business cannot brook this dalliance:
Good Sir, fay, whe'r you'll answer me or no;
If not, I'll leave him to the officer.

E. Ant. I answer you? why fhould I answer you?
Ang. The mony, that you owe me for the chain.
Ang. I owe you none, 'till I receive the chain.
Ang. You know, I gave it you half an hour fince.
E. Ant. You gave me none; you wrong me much
to fay fo.

Ang. You wrong me more, Sir, in denying it;
Confider, how it ftands upon my credit.

Mer. Well, officer, arreft him at my fuit.

Offi. I do, and charge you in the Duke's name to obey me.

ing. This touches me in reputation. Either confent to pay the fum for me,

Or

Or I attach you by this officer.

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

Ang. Here is thy fee; arreft him, officer;
I would not fpare my brother in this cafe,
If he should scorn me fo apparently.

Offi. I do arreft you, Sir; you hear the fuit.
E. Ant. I do obey thee, 'till I give thee bail.
But, Sirrah, you fhall buy this sport as dear
As all the metal in your fhop will answer.

Ang. Sir, Sir, I fhall have law in Ephefus,
To your notorious fhame, I doubt it not.

Enter Dromio of Syracufe, from the Bay.

S. Dro. Mafter, there is a bark of Epidamnum,
That stays but till her owner comes aboard;
Then, Sir, fhe bears away. Our fraughtage, Sir,
I have convey'd aboard; and I have bought
The Oil, the Balfamum, and Aqua-vitæ.
The fhip is in her trim; the merry wind
Blows fair from land; they stay for nought at all,
But for their owner, mafter, and yourself.

E. Ant. How now! a mad man! why, thou peevish fheep,

What fhip of Epidamnum ftays for me?

S. Dro. A fhip you fent me to, to hire waftage. E. Ant. Thou drunken flave, I fent thee for a rope; And told thee to what purpofe, and what end.

S. Dro. You fent me for a rope's-end as foon:
You fent me to the bay, Sir, for a bark.

E. Ant. I will debate this matter at more leisure
And teach your ears to lift me with more heed.
To Adriana, villain, hie thee strait,
Give her this key, and tell her, in the desk
That's cover'd o'er with Turkish tapestry,

There