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Would thus have wrought you, (for the stone is Until you see her die again; for then
Do not draw the curtain.
Did verily bear blood?
As we are mock'd with art.
I could afflict you further.
O, she's warm! [Embracing her.
She embraces him.
Pol. Ay, and make't manifest where she has liv'd,
Or, how stolen from the dead.
[Presenting PERDITA, who kneels tu
You gods, look down,
Stand by, a looker-on.
Good my lord, forbear:
Quit presently the chapel; or resolve you
Start not: her actions shall be holy, as,
It is required
You do awake your faith: Then, all stand still;
I am about, let them depart.
You kill her double: Nay, present your hand:
Is she become the suitor.
There's time enough for that.
No foot shall stir.
Music; awake her: strike. [Music. 'Tis time; descend; be stone no more: approach, Strike all that look upon with marvel. Come: Til fill your grave up; stir; nay, come away; Bequeath to death your numbness, for from him Dear life redeeins you.-You perceive she stirs: [HERMIONE comes down from the Pedestal.
1 As if
Thy father's court for thou shalt hear that I,—
But how, is it to be question'd; for I saw her,
What you can make her do, A prayer upon her grave: I'll not seek far
(For him, I partly know his mind) to find thee
To make her speak, as move.
And take her by the hand: whose worth, and
O peace, Paulina⚫
And made between's by vows. Thou hast found
Is richly noted; and here justified
By us, a pair of kings.-Let's from this place.--
That e'er I put between your holy looks
ANGELO, a Goldsmith.
COMEDY OF ERRORS.
SOINUS, Duke of Ephesus.
Tu in Brothers, and
Twin Brothers, and At
tendants on the two An-
ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus,
DROMIO of Ephesus,
SCENE I-A Hall in the Duke's Palace. Enter DUKE, ÆGEON, Gaoler, Officers, and other Attendants.
Ege. Proceed, Solinus, to procure my fall. And by the doom of death, end woes and all.
And soon, and safe, arrived where I was.
Duke. Merchant of Syracusa, plead no more;
1 Name of a coin.
If any born at Ephesus, be seen
My woes end likewise with the evening sun.
Age. A heavier task could not have been impos'd
Gaoler, Officers, and other Attendants.
A league from Epidamnum had we sailed,
Duke. Nay, forward, old man, do not break off so; For we may pity, though not pardon thee.
Ege. O, had the gods done so, I had not now Worthily term'd them merciless to us!
For, ere the ships could meet by twice five leagues,
Our helpful ship was splitted in the midst,
Thus have you heard me sever'd from my bliss;
Do me the favor to dilate at full
What hath befall'n of them, and thee, till now.
Five summers have I spent in furthest Greece,
Duke. Hapless Egeon, whom the fates have
To bear the extremity of dire mishap!
Gool. I will, my lord.
Age. Hopeless, and helpless, doth Egeon wend,
What, will you walk with me about the town,
Mer. I am invited, sir, to certain merchants,
Commends me to the thing I cannot get.
Enter DROMIO of Ephesus.
The capon burns, the pig falls from the spit;
Ant. S. Stop in your wind, sir; tell me this, 【
Where have you left the money that I gave you?
To pay the saddler for my mistress' crupper ;-
Ant. S. I am not in a sportive humor now:
Dro. E. I pray you, jest, sir, as you sit at dinner
And strike you home without a messenger.
Ant. S. Come, Dromio, come, these jests are out of season; Reserve them till a merrier hour than this: Where is the gold I gave in charge to thee? Dro. E. To me, sir? why you gave no gold to me. Ant. S. Come on, sir knave, have done your foolishness,
SCENE II-A public place.
And tell me, how thou hast dispos'd thy charge.
Bereft, deprived. •Go.
Clear, completely. si. e. Servant.
Enter ANTIPHOLUS and DROM10 of Syracuse, and
Home to your house, the Phoenix, sir, to dinner;
Mer. Therefore, give out, you are of Epidamnum,
Ant. S. Now, as I am a christian, answer me,
And, not being able to buy out his life,
Dro. S. Many a man would take you at your word,
If I should pay your worship those again,
Ant. S. Thy mistress' marks! what mistress, slave,
Dro. E. Your worship's wife, my mistress at the
She that doth fast, till you come home to dinner,
Ant. S. Upon my life, by some device or other, The villain is o'er-raught of all my money. They say, this town is full of cozenage; As, nimble jugglers, that deceive the eye, Dark-working sorcerers, that change the mind, Soul-killing witches, that deform the body;
SCENE I-A public place. Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA.
Adr. Neither my husband, nor the slave return'd, That in such haste I sent to seek his master! Sure, Luciana, it is two o'clock.
Lut. Perhaps, some merchant hath invited him,
Time is their master; and, when they see time,
Adr. Why should their liberty than ours be more?
Luc. Because their business still lies out o'door. Adr. Look, when I serve him so, he takes it ill. Luc. O, know, he is the bridle of your will. Adr. There's none but asses will be bridled so. Luc. Why headstrong liberty is lash'd with woc. There's nothing situate under heaven's eye, But hath his bound, in earth, in sea, in sky: The beasts, the fishes, and the winged fowls, Are their males' subjects, and at their controls: Men, more divine, the masters of all these, Lords of the wide world, and wild wat'ry seas, Indued with intellectual sense and souls, Of more pre-eminence than fish and fowls, Are masters to their females, and their lords: Then let your will attend on their accords.
Adr. This servitude makes you to keep unwed. Luc. Not this, but troubles of the marriage bed. Adr. But were you wedded, you would bear some sway.
Luc. Ere I learn love, I'll practise to obey. Adr. How if your husband start some other where?
Luc. Till he come home again, I would forbear. Adr. Patience, unmov'd, no marvel though she
They can be meek, that have no other cause.
Luc. Well, I will marry one day, but to try;Here comes your man, now is your husband nigh. Enter DROMIO of Ephesus.
Air. Say, is your tardy master now at hand? Dro. E. Nay, he is at two hands with me, and that my two cars can witness.
Adr. Say, didst thou speak with him? know'st
thou his mind?
Dro. E. Ay, ay, he told his mind upon mine ear: Beshrew his hand, I scarce could understand it. Luc. Spake be so doubtfully, thou couldst not feel his meaning?
Dro. E. Nay, he struck so plainly, I could too well feel his blows; and withal so doubtfully, that I could scarce understand them.8
Adr. But say, I prythee, is he coming home? It seems, he hath great care to please his wife. Dro. E. Why, mistress, sure my master is horn
mad. Adr. Horn-mad, thou villain?
Dro. E. I mean not cuckold-mad; but, sure, stark mad:
When I desired him to come home to dinner, He ask'd me for a thousand marks in gold: 'Tis dinner-time, quoth I; My gold, quoth he: Your meat doth burn, quoth 1; My gold, quoth he: Will you come home ? quoth 1: My gold, quoth he; Where is the thousand murks I gave thee, villain? ae Scarce stand under them
The pig, quoth I, is burn'd; My gold. quoth ne. My mistress, sir, quoth I; Hang up thy mistress, I know not thy mistress; out on thy mistress! Luc. Quoth who?
Dro. E. Quoth my master:
So that my errand, due unto my tongue,
Adr. Go back again, thou slave, and fetch him home.
For God's sake, send some other messenger.
Adr. Back, slave, or I will break thy pate across.
Adr. Hence, prating peasant; fetch thy master home.
Dro. E. Am I so round with you, as you with me, That like a football you do spurn me thus? You spurn me hence, and he will spurn me hither: If I last in this service, you must case me in leather [Exit Luc. Fye, how impatience low'reth in your face Adr. His company must do his minions grace, Whilst I at home starve for a merry look. Hath homely age the alluring beauty took From my poor cheek! then he hath wasted it: Are my discourses dull? barren my wit? If voluble and sharp discourse be marr'd, Unkindness blunts it, more than marble hard. That's not my fault, he's master of my state: Do their gay vestments his affections bait? What ruins are in me, that can be found By him not ruin'd? then is he the ground of my defeatures: My decayed fair1 A sunny look of his would soon repair; But, too unruly deer, he breaks the pale. And feeds from home; poor I am but his stale. Luc. Self-arming jealousy !-fye, beat it hence. Adr. Unfeeling fools can with such wrongs dis
I know his eye doth homage otherwhere,
9 Alteration of features. 2 Stalking-horse.
SCENE 11-The same.
Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse.
Ant. S. The gold, I gave to Dromio, is laid up
1 Fair, for fairness
Dro. S What answer, sir? when spake I such a word?
Ant. S. Even now, even here, not half an hour since.
Dro. S. I did not see you since you sent me
Home to the Centaur, with the gold you gave me.
Ant. S. Yea, dost thou jeer, and flout me in the teeth?
Think'st thou, I jest? Hold, take thou that, and [Beating him. Dro. S. Hold, sir, for God's sake: now your jest is earnest:
Upon what bargain do you give it me?
Ant. S. Because that I familiarly sometimes
Dro. S. Sconce, call you it! so you would leave battering, I had rather have it a head: an you use these blows long, I must get a sconce for my head, and insconce it too; or else I shall seek my wit in my shoulders. But, I pray, sir, why am I beaten? Ant. S. Dost thou not know?
Dro. S. Nothing, sir; but that I am beaten.
Dro. S. Ay, sir, and wherefore; for, they say, every why hath a wherefore.
Ant. S. Why, first;-for flouting me; and then, wherefore,
For urging at the second time to me.
Dro. S. Was there ever any man thus beaten out of season!
Ant. S. In good time, sir, what's that?
Dro. S. Basting.
Ant. S. Well, sir, then 'twill be dry.
Dro. S. If it be, sir, I pray you eat none of it.
Dro. S. Lest it make you choleric, and purchase me another dry basting.
Ant. S. Well, sir, learn to jest in good time; There's a time for all things.
Dro. S. I durst have denied that, before you were so choleric.
Ant. S. By what rule, sir?
Dro. S. Marry, sir, by a rule as plain as the plain bald pate of father Time himself.
Ant. S. Let's hear it.
Dro. S. There's no time for a man to recover his bar, that grows bald by nature.
Ant. S. May he not do it by fine and recovery? Dro. S. Yes, to pay a fine for a peruke, and recover the lost hair of another man.
Ant. S. Why is time such a niggard of hair, being, as it is, so plentiful an excrement?
Dro. S. Because it is a blessing that he bestows on beasts: and what he hath scanted men in hair, be hath given them in wit.
Ant. S. Why, but there's many a man hath more
When, in the why, and the wherefore, is neither
As take from me thyself, and not me too.
Ant. S. Thank me, sir! for what?
Dro. S. Marry, sir, for this something that you gave me for nothing.
Dro. S. No, sir; I think, the meat wants that I I am possess'd with an adulterate blot;
Ant. S. Why, thou didst conclude hairy men plain dealers without wit. Dr. S. The plainer dealer, the sooner lost; Yet he loseth it in a kind of jollity. Ant. S. For what reason?
Study my countenance.
• A sconce was a fortification.
That never words were music to thine ear,
My blood is mingled with the crime of lust:
Ant. S. Plead you to me, fair dame? I know
In Ephesus I am but two hours old,
As strange unto your town, as to your talk;
Luc. Fye, brother! how the world is changed
Dro. S. By me?
Adr. By thee: and this thou didst return from
That he did buffet thee, and in his plows
Ant. S. Did you converse, sir, with this gentle-
What is the force and drift of your compact?
Didst thou deliver to me on the mart.
Dro. S. I never spake with her in all my life.
Unless it be by inspiration!
Adr. How ill agrees it with your gravity,