(As I have heard him sweare himselfe there's one
Whom he begot with childe) let her appeare,
And he shall marry her: the nuptiall finish'd,
Let him be whipt and hang'd.

Luc. I beseech your Highnesse doe not marry me to a Whore: your Highnesse said even now I made you a Duke, good my Lord do not recompence me, in making me a Cuckold.

Duke. Upon mine honor thou shalt marrie her.

Thy slanders I forgive, and therewithall

Remit thy other forfeits: take him to prison,

And see our pleasure herein executed.

Luc. Marrying a punke my Lord, is pressing to death, Whipping and hanging.

Duke. Slandering a Prince deserves it.

She Claudio that you wrong'd, looke you restore.

Joy to you Mariana, love her Angelo:

I have confes'd her, and I know her vertue.

Thanks good friend, Escalus, for thy much goodnesse,

There's more behinde that is more gratulate.
Thanks Provost for thy care, and secrecie,
We shall imploy thee in a worthier place.
Forgive him Angelo, that brought you home
The head of Ragozine for Claudio's,
Th'offence pardons it selfe. Deere Isabell,
I have a motion much imports your good,
Whereto if you'll a willing eare incline;
What's mine is yours, and what is yours is mine.
So bring us to our Pallace, where wee'll show
What's yet behinde, that meete you all should know.

The Comedie of Errors.

Actus primus, Scena prima.

Enter the Duke of Ephesus, with the Merchant of Siracusa,
Jaylor, and other attendants.

Marchant.

Roceed Solinus to procure my fall,

And by the doome of death end woes and all.
Duke. Merchant of Siracusa, plead no more.

I am not partiall to infringe our Lawes ;

The enmity and discord which of late
Sprung from the rancorous outrage of your Duke,
To Merchants our well-dealing Countrimen,
Who wanting gilders to redeeme their lives,
Have seal'd his rigorous statutes with their blouds,
Excludes all pitty from our threatning lookes:
For since the mortall and intestine jarres
Twixt thy seditious Countrimen and us,
It hath in solemne Synodes beene decreed,
Both by the Siracusians and our selves,

To admit no trafficke to our adverse townes :
Nay more, if any borne at Ephesus

Be seene at any Siracusian Marts and Fayres:
Againe, if any Siracusian borne

Come to the Bay of Ephesus, he dies:
His goods confiscate to the Dukes dispose,
Unlesse a thousand markes be levied
To quit the penalty, and to ransome him :
Thy substance, valued at the highest rate,
Cannot amount unto a hundred Markes,