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Neither disturb'd with the effect of wine, Drike. Why, this is strange:-Go call the abbess Nor heady-rash, provok'd with raging ire,

hither; Albeit, my wrongs might make one wiser mad. I think you are all mated, or stark mad. This woman lock'd me out this day from dinner:

[Erit an aftendent. That goldsmith there, were he not packd with her, ege. Most mighty duke, vouchsafe me speak Could witness it, for he was with me then;

a word; Who parted with me to go fetch a chain, Haply I see a friend will save my life, Promising to bring it to the Porcupine,

And pay the sum that will deliver me. Where Balthazar and I did dine together.

Duke. Speak freely, Syracusan, what thou wilt. Our dinner done, and he not coming thither, Æge. Is not your name, sir, call's Antipholus ? I went to seek hírn: in the street I met him; And is not that your bondman Dromio? And in his company, that gentleman.

Dro. E. Within this hour I was his bondman, sir, There did this perjur'd goldsmith swear me But he, I thank him, gnaw'd in two my cords down,

Now am I Dromio, and his man, unbound. That I this day of him receir'd the chain,

Æge. I am sure, you both of you remember me. Which, God he lenows, I saw note for the which, Dro. E. Ourselves we do remember, sir, by you; He did arrest me with an officer,

For lately we were bound as you are now. I did obey; and sent my peasant home

You are not Pinch's patient, are you, sir? For certain ducats: he with none return'd. #ge. Why look you strange on me? you know Then fairly I bespoke the officer,

me well. To go in person with me to my house.

Ant. E. I never say you in my life, till now. By the way we met

Æge. Oh! grief hath chang'd me, since you My wife, her sister, and a rabble more

saw me last; or vile confederates ; along with them

And careful hours, with Time's deformed hand, They brought one Pinch; a hungry lean-fac'd vil- Have written strange defeature's in my face: lah,

But tell me yet, dost thou not know my voice ? A mere anatomy, a mountebank,

Ant. E. Neither. A thread-bare juggler, and a fortune-teller;

Æge.

Dromio, nor thou ?
A needy, hollow-ey'd, sharp-looking wretch, Dro. E. No, trust me, sir, por I.
A livint dead man: this pernicious slave,

I am sure, thou dost. Forsooth, took on him as a conjuror;

Dro. E. Ay, sir? but I am sure, I do not; and And, gazing in mine eyes, feeling my pulse, whatsoever a man denies, you are now bound to And with no face, as't were, outfacing me, believe him. Cries out, I was possess'd : then all together Æge. Not know my voice! O, time's extremity! They fell upon me, bound me, bore me thence; Hast thou so crack'd and splitted my poor tongue, And in a dark and dankish vault at home

In seven short years, that here my only son There left me and my man, both bound together; Knows not my feeble key of untun'd cares? Till, gnawiny with my teeth my bonds in sunder, Though now this grained face of mine be hid I gaind my freedom, and immediately

In sap-consuming winter's drizzled snow,
Ran hither to your grace; whom I beseech And all the conduits of my blood froze up;
To give me ample satisfaction

Yet hath my night of life some memory,
For these deep shames and great indignities. My wasting lamp some fading glimmer left,
Ang. My lord, in truth, thus far I witness with My dull deaf ears a little use to hear :
him

All these old witnesses (I cannot err,)
That he dined not at home, but was lock'd out. Tell me, thou art my son Antipholus,

Diike. But had he such a chain of thee, or no ? Ant. E. I never saw my father in my life.
Ang. He had, my lord; and when he ran in here, Æge.

But seven years since, in Syracusa, boy,
These people saw the chain about his neck. Thou know'st, we parted: but, perhaps, my son,
Mer. Besides, I will be sworn, these ears of Thou sham'st to acknowledge me in misery.
mine

Ant. E. The duke, and all that know me in the Heard you confess you had the chain of him,

city, After you first forswore it on the mart,

Can witness with me that it is not so ;
And, thereupon, I drew my sword on you; I neler saw Syracusa in my life.
And then, you sled into this abbey here,

Duke. I tell thee, Syracusan, twenty years
From whence, I think, you are come by miracle. Have I b en patron to Antipholus.

Ant. E. I never came within these abbey walls, During which time he ne'er saw Syracusa :
Nor ever didst thou draw thy sword on me: see, thy age and dangers make thee dote.
I never saw the chain, so help me heaven!
And this is false, you burden me withal.

Enter the Abbess, with Antipholus Syracusan, and D'ke. Why, what an intricate impeach is this!

Dromio Syracusan. I think, you all have drank of Circe's cup. Abb. Most mighty duke, behold a man much If here you hous'd him, here he would have been wrongd, [AU gather to see him. If he were mad, he would not plead so coldly :- Adr. I see two husbands, or mine eyes deceive me. You say, he dined at home; the goldsmith here Duke. One of these men is Genius to the other Denies that saying:-Sirrah, what say you? And so of these: Which is the natural man, Dro. E. Sir, he dined with her there, at the And which the spirit ? Who deciphers them? Porcupine.

Dro. S. I, sir, am Dromio; command him away. Cour. He did ; and from my finger snatch'a Dro. E. 1, sir, am Dromio; pray, let me stay.

Ant. S. Ægeon, art thou not? or else his ghost ? Ant. E. 'Tis true, my Kege, this ring I had of her. Dro. S. O, my old master! who hath bound him Duke. Saw'st thou him enter at the abbey here?

here? Cour. As sure, my liege, as I do see your grace. Abb. Whoever bound him, I will loose his bonds

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And gain a husband by his liberty :

And all that are assembled in this place,
Speak, old Ægeon, if thou be'st the man That by this sympathized one day's error
That had'st a wife once call'd Æmilia,

Have suffer'd wrong, go, keep us company,
That bore thee at a burden two fair sons: And we shall make full satisfaction.-
0, if thou be'st the same Ægeon, speak, Twenty-five years have I but gone in travail
And speak unto the same Æmilia !

of you, my sons; nor, till this present hour,
Æge. If I dream not, thou art Æmilia ; My heavy burdens are deliver'd':-
If ihou art she, tell me, where is that son The duke, my husband, and my children both,
That Roated with thee on the fatal rast?

And you the calendars of their nativity,
Abb. By men of Epidamnum, he, and I, 07 Go to a gossip's feast, and go with me;
And the twin Dromio, all were taken up; Aster so long grief, such nativity!
But, by and by rude fishermen of Corinth

Duke. With all my heart, I'll gossip at this feast, By force took Dromio and my son from them,

(Exeunt Duke, Abbess, Ægeon, Courtezan, And me they left with those of Epidamnum;

Merchant, Angelo, and aliendants. What then became of them, I cannot tell:

Dro. S. Master, shall I setch your stutt' from I, to this fortune that you see me in.

shipboard ? Duke. Why, here begins his morning story right;' Ant. E. Dromio, what stuff of mine bast thou These two Antipholus's, these two so like,

embark'd ? And these two Dromio's, one in semblance, Dro. S. Your goods, that lay at host, sir, in the Besides her urging of her wreck at sea,

Centaur. soneto do These are the parents to these children,

Ant. S. He speaks to me; I am your master, Which accidentally are met together.

Dromio : Antipholus, thou cam'st from Corinth first. Come, go with us : we'll look to that anon: Ant. 8. No, sir, not I ; I came from Syracuse. Embrace thy brother there, reioice with him. Duke. Stay, stand apart! I know not which is (Exeuni Antipholus S. and E. Adr. and Luc. which.

Dro. S. There is a sat friend at your master's Ant. E. I came from Corinth, my most gracious house, Jord.

That kitchend me for you to-day at dinner; Dro. E. And I with him.

She now shall be my sister, not my wife. Ant. E. Brought to this town with that most Dro. E. Methinks, you are my glass, and not famous warrior

my brother:
Duke Menaphon, your most renowned uncle. I see by you, I am a sweet-faced youth.

Alr. Which of you two did dine with me to day? Will you walk in to see their gossiping ?
Ant. S. I, gentle mistress.

Dró. S. Not I, sir; you are my elder. 16 Alr.

And are not you my husband ? Dro. E. That's a question: how shall we try it? Ant. E. No, I say nay to that.

Dro. S. We will draw cuts for the senior : till Ant. S. And so do I, yet did she call me 80; then, lead thou first. And this fair gentlewoman, her sister here,

Dro. E. Nay, then thus : Did call me brother :- What I told you then, We came into the world, like brother and brother; I hope, I shall have leisure to make good; And now let's go hand in hand, not one before If this be not a dream, I see, and hear.

another.

[Exeunt. Ang. That is the chain, sir, which you had of me. Ani. s. I think it be, sir; I deny it not. Ant. E. And you, sir, for this chain arrested me. Ang. I think I did, sir; I deny it not.

On a careful revision of the foregoing scenes, 1 Adr. I sent you money, sir, to be your bail, do not hesitate to pronounce them the composition By Dromio ; but I think he brought it not. of two very unequal writers. Shakspeare had unDro. E. No, none by me.

doubtedly a share in them; but that the entire play Ant. S. This purse of ducats I receiv'd from you, was no work of his, is an opinion which (as Bene And Dromio my man did bring them me: dict says) 'fire cannot melt out of me; I will die in I see, we still did meet each other's man, it at the stake. Thus, as we are informed by Aulus And I was ta'en for him, and he for me,

Gellius, Lib. III. Cap. 3. some plays were absoAnd thereupon these Errors are arose.

lutely ascribed to Plautus, which in truth had only Ant. E. These ducals pawn 1 for my father here. been (retractalæ el expolilæ) retouched and polishDuke. It shall not need, thy father hath his life. ed by him. Cour. Sir, I must have that diamond from you. In this comedy we find more intricacy of plot Ant. E. There, take it; and much thanks for than distinction of character; and our attention is my good cheer.

less forcibly engaged, because we can guess in great Abb. Renowned duke, vouchsafe to take the pains measure how the denouement will be brought To go with us into the abbey here,

about. Yet the subject appears to have been And hear at large discoursed all our fortunes :- reluctantly dismissed, even in this last and unne

cessary scene; where the same mistakes are con. (Y) The morning story is what Ægeon tells the tinued, till the power of affording entertainment duke in the first scene of this play.

is entirely lost.

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