S. Dro. In her forehead; arm'd and reverted, making war against her heir *

S. Ant. Where England?

S. Dro. I look'd for the chalky cliffs, but I could find no whitenefs in them; but I gueís it ftood in her chin, by the falt rheum that ran between France and it. S. Ant. Where Spain?

S. Dro. 'Faith I faw it not, but I felt it hot in her breath.

S. Ant. Where America, the Indies?

S. Dro. Oh, Sir, upon her nofe, all o'er embellifh'd with rubies, carbuncles, faphires; declining their rich afpect to the hot breath of Spain, who fent whole armadoes of carracts to be ballaft at her nose.

S. Ant. Where ftood Belgia, the Netherlands? S. Dro. Oh, Sir, I did not look fo low. To conclude, this drudge of the devil, this diviner, laid claim to me, call'd me Dromio, fwore I was affur'd to her, told me what privy marks I had about me, as the marks of my fhoulder, 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 breaft had not been made of faith, and my heart of fteel, fhe had transform'd me to a curtal-dog, and made me turn i' th' wheel.

S. Ant. Go, hie thee prefently; 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 you 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.

SCEN E IV.

[Exit.

S. Ant. There's none but witches do inhabit here;

*Henry IV. of France. At that time the league was in arms against him.

† Alluding to the fuperftition of the common people, that nothing could refift a witch's power, of transforming men into animals, but a great share of faith.

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,
Poffefs'd with fuch a gentle fovereign grace,
Of fuch inchanting prefence and difcourfe,
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 to have ta'en you at the Porcupine; The chain, unfinish'd, made me ftay 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. Ang. Not once, nor twice, but twenty times, you have:

Go home with it, and pleafe your wife withal;
And foon at fupper-time I'll vifit you,

And then receive my money for the chain.

S. Ant. I pray you, Sir, receive the money now; For fear you ne'er fee chain, nor money, 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 refuse so 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 ftay;
If any fhip put out, then ftraight away.

Mer.

ACT IV. SCENE I.

The fireet.

[Exit.

Enter a Merchant, Angelo, and an Officer.
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 juft 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 receive the money for the fame.

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

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

Off. 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 bestow
Among my wife and her confederates,

For locking me out of my doors by day.
But, foft; I see 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 promifed your prefence, 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, therefore came not.

Ang. Saving your merry humour, here's the note,
How much your chain weighs to the utmost 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 prefently difcharg'd;
For he is bound to fea, and ftays but for it.

E. Ant. I am not furnish'd with the prefent money; Befides, I have fome bufinefs in the town.

Good Signior, take the ftranger to my houfe,

And with you take the chain, and bid my wife
Difburfe the fum on the receipt thereof;
Perchance I 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. 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 money.

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 ufe this dalliance to excufe
Your breach of promife to the Porcupine:

I fhould have chid you for not bringing it;
But, like a fhrew, you firft begin to brawl.

Mer. The hour fteals on; I pray you, Sir, difpatch.
Ang. You hear how he importunes me; the chain--
E. Ant. Why, give it to my wife, and fetch your

money.

Ang. Come, come, you know, I gave it you even

now.

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

E. Ant. Fie, now you run this humour out of breath.
Come, where's the chain? I pray you let me fee it.
Mer. My bufinefs cannot brook this dalliance.
Good Sir, fay, whe'r you'll anfwer me, or no;
If not, I'll leave him to the officer.

E. Ant. I anfwer you? why fhould I answer you ?
Ang. The money that you owe me for the chain.
E. Ant. 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 suit.

Off. I do, and charge you in the Duke's name to

obey me.

Ang. This touches me in reputation.

Either confent to pay the fum for me,

Or I attach you by this officer.

E. Ant. Confent to pay for that I never had!

Arreft me, foolifh fellow, if thou dar 'ft.

Ang. Here is thy fee; arreft him, officer;

I would not fpare my brother in this cafe,
If he fhould fcorn me fo apparently.

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

Ang. Sir, Sir, I firall have law in Ephesus,
To your notorious fhame, I doubt it not.

SCENE II. Enter Dromio of Syracufe, from the bay.
S. Dro. Mafter, there is a bark of Epidamnum,
That ftays 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 ftay for nought at all,
But for their owner, mafter, and yourself.

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

What fhip of Epidamnum ftays for me?

S. Dr. 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 leifure,
And teach your ears to lift me with more hecd.
To Adriana, villain, hie thee ftraight,
Give her this key; and tell her, in the desk
That's cover'd o'er with Turkish tapestry,
There is a purfe of ducats, let her fend it.
Tell her, I am arrefted in the freèt,

And that fhall bail me; hic thee, flave; be gone.
On, officer, to prifon till it come.

[Exeunt.
S. Dro. To Adriana! that is where we din'd,
Where Dowfabel did claim me for her husband;
She is too big, I hope, for ine to co país.
Thither I muft, altho' against my will,

For fervants must their mafters' minds fulfil.

[Exit.