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Come, jailor, bring me where the goldfmith is,
Enter Antipholis of Syracufe, with his rapier drawn, and Dromio of Syracufe.
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. Offi. Away, they'll kill us. [They run out.
Manent Antipholis and Dromio.
S. Ant. I fee these witches are afraid of fwords.
8. 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 spake 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 stay here ftill, and turn witch.
S. Ant. I will not ftay to night for all the town; Therefore away, to get our ftuff aboadr.
ACT V. SCENE I.
A Street, before a Priory.
Enter the Merchant, and Angelo.
AM forry, Sir, that I have hinder'd you; But, I protéft, he had the chain of me, Tho' moft dishonestly he doth deny it.
Mer. How is the man efteem'd here in the city?
Enter Antipholis and Dromio of Syracufe.
Ang. 'Tis fo; and that self chain about his neck,
That you would put me to this fhame and trouble;
S. Ant. I think, I had; I never did deny it.
Mer. These ears of mine, thou knowest, did hear
Fy on thee, wretch! 'tis pity, that thou liv'st
S. Ant. Thou art a villain, to impeach me thus.
Enter Adriana, Luciana, Courtezan, and others, Adr. Hold, hurt him not, for God's fake; he is mad;
Some get within him, take his fword away:
This is fome Priory-In, or we are spoil'd..
Enter Lady Abbess.
Abb. Be quiet, people; wherefore throng you hither? Adr. To fetch my poor diftracted 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, tha 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 passion Ne'er brake into extremity of rage.
Abb. Hath he not loft much wealth by wreck at fea? Bury'd fome dear friend? hath not else his eye Stray'd his affection in unlawful love?
A fin, prevailing much in youthful men,
Adr. To none of thefe, except it be the laft; 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.
Adr. And in affemblies too.
Abb. Ay, but not enough.
Adr. It was the copy of our conference.
Abb. And therefore came it, that the man was mad.
Therefore the raging fire of fever bred;
Thou fay'ft, his fports were hinder'd by thy brawls
s Kinfman to grim and comfortless despair?
8 Kinfman to grim and comfort
lefs defpair? Shakespeare could never make melancholy a male in this line, and a female in
the next. This was the foolish infertion of the first Editors. I have therefore put it into hooks, as fpurious. WARBURTON. Το
To be difturb'd, would mad or man or beaft:
Luc. She never reprehended him but mildly, When he demean'd himself rough, rude and wildly. -Why bear you thefe rebukes, and anfwer not? Adr. She did betray me to my own reproof. Good people, enter, and lay hold on 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,
Adr. I will not hence, and leave my husband here;
Abb. Be quiet and depart, thou shalt not have him. 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 and prayers Have won his Grace to come in perfon hither; And take perforce my husband from the Abbefs.
Mer. By this, I think, the dial points at five: Anon, I'm fure, the Duke himself in perfon Comes this way to the melancholy vale;