And art confederate with a damned pack To make a loathsome abject scorn of me: But with these nails I 'll pluck out these false eyes, Enter three or four, and offer to bind him. He strives. Adr. O, bind him, bind him! let him not come near me. Pinch. More company! The fiend is strong within him. ΙΙΟ Luc. Ay me, poor man, how pale and wan he looks! Off. Masters, let him go: He is my prisoner, and you shall not have him. Pinch. Go bind this man, for he is frantic too. [They offer to bind Dro. E. Adr. What wilt thou do, thou peevish officer? The debt he owes will be required of me. And, knowing how the debt grows, I will pay it. Ant. E. O most unhappy strumpet! Dro. E. Master, I am here enter'd in bond for you. 120 Ant. E. Out on thee, villain! wherefore dost thou mad me? Dro. E. Will you be bound for nothing? be mad, 130 good master: cry, The devil! Luc. God help, poor souls, how idly do they talk! Adr. Go bear him hence. Sister, go you with me. [Exeunt all but Adriana, Luciana, Officer and Courtezan. Say now; whose suit is he arrested at? Off. One Angelo, a goldsmith: do you know him? Adr. Came to my house, and took away my ring,- Come, gaoler, bring me where the goldsmith is: Enter Antipholus of Syracuse with his rapier drawn, and Dromio of Syracuse. Luc. God, for thy mercy! they are loose again. Let's call more help to have them bound again. Off. Away! they'll kill us. 140 150 [Exeunt all but Ant. S. and Dro. S. Ant. S. I see these witches are afraid of swords. Dro. S. She that would be your wife now ran from you. Ant. S. Come to the Centaur; fetch our stuff from thence: I long that we were safe and sound aboard. Dro. S. Faith, stay here this night; they will surely do us no harm: you saw they speak us fair, give us gold methinks they are such a gentle nation, that, but for the mountain of mad flesh that claims marriage of me, I could find in my heart Ant. S. I will not stay to-night for all the town; ACT FIFTH. Scene I. A street before a Priory. Enter Second Merchant and Angelo. 160 [Exeunt. Ang. I am sorry, sir, that I have hinder'd you; Of credit infinite, highly beloved, Second to none that lives here in the city: Enter Antipholus of Syracuse and Dromio of Syracuse. Which he forswore most monstrously to have. That you would put me to this shame and trouble; ΙΟ Who, but for staying on our controversy, Had hoisted sail and put to sea to-day: This chain you had of me; can you deny it? Ant. S. I think I had; I never did deny it. Sec. Mer. Yes, that you did, sir, and forswore it too. Ant. S. Who heard me to deny it or forswear it? 20 Sec. Mer. These ears of mine, thou know'st, did hear thee. Fie on thee, wretch! 'tis pity that thou livest I'll prove mine honour and mine honesty 30 [They draw. Enter Adriana, Luciana, the Courtezan, and others. Adr. Hold, hurt him not, for God's sake! he is mad. Bind Dromio too, and bear them to my house. [Exeunt Ant. S. and Dro. S. to the Priory. Enter the Lady Abbess. Abb. Be quiet, people. Wherefore throng you hither? Ang. I knew he was not in his perfect wits. 40 And much different from the man he was; But till this afternoon his passion Ne'er brake into extremity of rage. Abb. Hath he not lost much wealth by wreck of sea? Namely, some love that drew him oft from home. Abb. Ay, but not rough enough. Adr. As roughly as my modesty would let me. Abb. Haply, in private. Adr. And in assemblies too. 60 Abb. Ay, but not enough. Adr. It was the copy of our conference: Still did I tell him it was vile and bad. 70 Thou say'st his meat was sauced with thy upbraidings: Unquiet meals make ill digestions; • Thereof the raging fire of fever bred; |