Come, jailor, bring me where the goldfmith is,
I long to know the truth hereof at large.

SCENE XI.

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.
S. Dro. She, that would be your wife, now ran from

you.

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.

[Exeunt.

ACT

ACT V. SCENE I.

A Street, before a Priory.

Enter the Merchant, and Angelo.

ANGELO.

I

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?
Ang. Of very reverent 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 foftly; yonder, as I think, he walks.

Enter Antipholis and Dromio of Syracufe.

1.

Ang. 'Tis fo; and that self chain about his neck,
Which he forfwore moft monftrously to have.
Good Sir, draw near to me, I'll speak to him.
Signior Antipholis, I wonder much

That you would put me to this fhame and trouble;
And not without fome fcandal to yourself,
With circumftance and oaths fo to deny
This chain, which now you wear fo openly;
Befides the charge, the fhame, imprisonment,
You have done wrong to this my honeft friend;
Who, but for staying on our controversy,
Had hoifted fail, and put to fea to day :
This chain you had of me, can you deny it?

S. Ant. I think, I had; I never did deny it.
Mer. Yes, that you did, Sir; and forfwore it too,
S. Ant. Who heard me to deny it, or forfwear it?

Mer.

Mer. These ears of mine, thou knowest, did hear
thee;

Fy on thee, wretch! 'tis pity, that thou liv'st
To walk where any honeft men resort.

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S. Ant. Thou art a villain, to impeach me thus.
I'll prove mine honour and my honesty
Against thee presently, if thou dar'ft ftand.
Mer. I dare, and do defy thee for a villain."

[They draw.

SCENE II.

Enter Adriana, Luciana, Courtezan, and others, Adr. Hold, hurt him not, for God's fake; he is mad;

2.

Some get within him, take his fword away:
Bind Dromio too, and bear them to my house.
S. Dra. Run, master, run; for God's fake, take a
houfe.

This is fome Priory-In, or we are spoil'd..
[Exeunt to the Priory.

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?

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A fin, prevailing much in youthful men,
Who give their eyes the liberty of gazing.
Which of these forrows is he fubject to?

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.
Abb. Haply, in private.

Adr. And in affemblies 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 fubject of my theam;
In company, I often glanc'd at it;
Still did I tell him, it was vile and bad.

Abb. And therefore came it, that the man was mad.
The venom clamours of a jealous woman
Poifon more deadly, than a mad dog's tooth.
It feems, his fleeps were hinder'd by thy railing;
And therefore comes it, that his head is light.
Thou fay'ft, his meat was fauc'd with thy upbraidings;
Unquiet meals make ill digeftions;

Therefore the raging fire of fever bred;
And what's a fever, but a fit of madness?

Thou fay'ft, his fports were hinder'd by thy brawls
Sweet recreation barr'd, what doth enfue,
But moody and dull melancholy,

8

s Kinfman to grim and comfortless despair?
And at her heels a huge infectious troop
Of pale diftemperatures, and foes to life.
In food, in fport, and life-preferving reft,

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:
The confequence is then, thy jealous fits
Have scared thy husband from the ufe of wits.

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,
Diet his fickness, for it is my office;
And will have no attorney but myself;
And therefore let me have him home with me.
Abb. Be patient, for I will not let him stir,
'Till I have us'd th' approved means I have,
With wholfome firups, drugs, and holy prayers,
To make of him a formal man again;
It is a branch and parcel of mine oath,
A charitable duty of my order;
Therefore depart, and leave him here with me.

Adr. I will not hence, and leave my husband here;
And ill it doth befeem your holiness
To separate the husband and the wife.

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;

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