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And, about evening, come yourself alone,
with foul intrusion enter in,
Ant. E. You have prevail'd; I will depart in quiet
hence. Ant. E. Do so; This jest shall cost me some ex.. pence.
8 By this time.
Enter LUCIANA, and ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse.
false love with some show of blindLet not my sister read it in your eye;
Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator ;
Apparel vice like virtue's harbinger:
Teach sin the carriage of a holy saint ;
What simple thief brags of his own attaint ? 'Tis double wrong, to truant with your bed,
And let her read it in thy looks at board: Shame hath a bastard fame, well managed ;
Ill deeds are doubled with an evil word. Alas, poor women! make us but believe,
Being compact of credit, that you love us ; Though others have the arm, show us the sleeve;
We in your motion turn, and you may move us. Then, gentle brother, get you in again;
Comfort my sister, cheer her, call her wife : 'Tis holy sport, to be a little vaino,
When the sweet breath of Aattery conquers strife.
9 Vain, is light of tongue.
Less, in your knowledge, and your grace, you show
not, Than our earth's wonder; more than earth divine. Teach me, dear creature, how to think and speak;
Lay open to my earthy gross conceit, Smother'd in errors, feeble, shallow, weak,
The folded meaning of your words’ deceit.
To make it wander in an unknown field ?
Transform me then, and to your power I'll yield. But if that I am I, then well I know,
Your weeping sister is no wife of mine, Nor to her bed no homage do I owe;
Far more, far more, to you do I decline. 0, train me not, sweet mermaid, with thy note,
To-drown me in thy sister's flood of tears ; Sing, Siren, for thyself, and I will dote:
Spread o'er the silver waves thy golden hairs. Luc. What are you mad, that you do reason so ? Ant. S. Not mad, but mated'; how, I do not
know. Luc. It is a fault that springeth from your eye. Ant. S. For gazing on your beams, fair sun, being
by. Luc. Gaze where you should, and that will clear
your sight. Ant. S. As good to wink, sweet love, as look on
night. Luc. Why call you me love? call my sister so. Ant. S. Thy sister's sister. Luc.
That's my sister. Ant. S. It is thyself, mine own self's better part; Mine eye's clear eye, my dear heart's dearer
Luc. All this my sister is, or else should be. Ant. S. Call thyself sister, sweet, for I aim thee : Thee will I love, and with thee lead my life; Thou hast no husband yet, nor I no wife: Give me thy hand. Luc. 0, soft, sir, hold
you I'll fetch my sister, to get her good will.
Exter, from the House of ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus,
DROŃ10 of Syracuse.
sir ? am I Dromio ? am I your man? am I myself? Ant. S. Thou art Dromio, thou art my man, thou
art thyself. Dro. S. I am an ass, I am a woman's man, and besides myself. Ant. S. What woman's man? and how besides
thyself? Dro. S. Marry, sir, besides myself, I am due to a woman; one that claims me, one that haunts me, one that will have me.
Ant. S. What claim lays she to thee?
to your horse.
Ant. S. Go, hie thee presently, post to the road; And if the wind blow any way from shore, I will not harbour in this town to-night. If any bark put forth, come to the mart, Where I will walk, till thou return to me. If every one know us, and we know none, 'Tis time, I think, to trudge, pack, and be gone.
Dro. S. As from bear a man would run for life, So fly I from her that would be my wife. [Exit.
Ant. S. There's none but witches do inhabit here; And therefore 'tis high time that I were hence.
She, that doth call me husband, even my soul
Ang. Master Antipholus ?
Ang. I know it well, sir : Lo, here is the chain;
this? Ang. What please yourself, sir; I have made it
Ant. S. Made it for me, sir ! I bespoke it not.
Ant. S. I pray you, sir, receive the money now, For fear you ne'er see chain, nor money, more. Ang. You are a merry man, sir; fare you
[Exit. Ant. S. What I should think of this, I cannot
tell ; But this I think, there's no man is so vain, That would refuse so fair an offer'd chain. I see, a man here needs not live by shifts, When in the streets he meets such golden gifts. I'll to the mart, and there for Dromio stay; If any ship put out, then straight away. [Erit.