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marks I had about me, as, the mark of my shoulder, the |
mole in my neck, the great wart on my left arm, that I, |
amaz'd, ran from her as a witch. |
And, I think, if my breast had not been made of faith, |
and my heart of steel, |
She had transform'd me to a curtal dog, and made me turn i' th' wheel. |
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Go hie thee presently post to the road; |
An if the wind blow any way from shore, |
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 knows us, and we know none, |
'Tis time, I think, to trudge, pack and be gone. |
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE. As from a bear a man would run for life, |
So fly I from her that would be my wife. |
<Exit |
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. There's none but witches do inhabit here, |
And therefore 'tis high time that I were hence. |
She that doth call me husband, even my soul |
Doth for a wife abhor. But her fair sister, |
Possess'd with such a gentle sovereign grace, |
Of such enchanting presence and discourse, |
Hath almost made me traitor to myself; |
But, lest myself be guilty to self-wrong, |
I'll stop mine ears against the mermaid's song. |
Enter ANGELO with the chain |
ANGELO. Master Antipholus! |
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Ay, that's my name. |
ANGELO. I know it well, sir. Lo, here is the chain. |
I thought to have ta'en you at the Porpentine; |
The chain unfinish'd made me stay thus long. |
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. What is your will that I shall do with this? |
ANGELO. What please yourself, sir; I have made it for you. |
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. Made it for me, sir! I bespoke it not. |
ANGELO. Not once nor twice, but twenty times you have. |
Go home with it, and please your wife withal; |
And soon at supper-time I'll visit you, |
And then receive my money for the chain. |
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. I pray you, sir, receive the money now, |
For fear you ne'er see chain nor money more. |
ANGELO. You are a merry man, sir; fare you well. |
<Exit |
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE. What I should think of this 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. |
<Exit |
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ACT IV. SCENE 1 |
A public place |
Enter SECOND MERCHANT, ANGELO, and an OFFICER |
SECOND MERCHANT. You know since Pentecost the sum is due, |
And since I have not much importun'd you; |
Nor now I had not, but that I am bound |
To Persia, and want guilders for my voyage. |
Therefore make present satisfaction, |
Or I'll attach you by this officer. |
ANGELO. Even just the sum that I do owe to you |
Is growing to me by Antipholus; |
And in the instant that I met with you |
He had of me a chain; at five o'clock |
I shall receive the money for the same. |
Pleaseth you walk with me down to his house, |
I will discharge my bond, and thank you too. |
Enter ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS, and DROMIO OF EPHESUS, from the COURTEZAN'S |
OFFICER. That labour may you save; see where he comes. |
ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. While I go to the goldsmith's house, go thou |
And buy a rope's end; that will I bestow |
Among my wife and her confederates, |
For locking me out of my doors by day. |
But, soft, I see the goldsmith. Get thee gone; |
Buy thou a rope, and bring it home to me. |
DROMIO OF EPHESUS. I buy a thousand pound a year; I buy a rope. |
<Exit DROMIO |
ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. A man is well holp up that trusts to you! |
I promised your presence and the chain; |
But neither chain nor goldsmith came to me. |
Belike you thought our love would last too long, |
If it were chain'd together, and therefore came not. |
ANGELO. Saving your merry humour, here's the note |
How much your chain weighs to the utmost carat, |
The fineness of the gold, and chargeful fashion, |
Which doth amount to three odd ducats more |
Than I stand debted to this gentleman. |
I pray you see him presently discharg'd, |
For he is bound to sea, and stays but for it. |
ANTIPHOLUS OF EPHESUS. I am not furnish'd with the present 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 |
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