ACT II.

SCENE I. The house of ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus.

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.

Luc. Perhaps some merchant hath invited him, And from the mart he's somewhere gone to dinner. Good sister, let us dine, and never fret:

A man is master of his liberty :

Time is their master; and when they see time,
They'll go or come: if so, be patient, sister.
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 woe.

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 :

5

10

15

15 lash'd] leash'd "a learned lady" conj. ap. Steevens. lach'd or lac'd Becket conj.

17 bound,...sky:] bound:...sky, Anon. conj.

19 subjects] subject Capell.

Men more divine, the masters of all these,
Lords of the wide world and wild watery 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.

20

25

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? 30
Luc. Till he come home again, I would forbear.
Adr. Patience unmoved! no marvel though she pause;
They can be meek that have no other cause.
A wretched soul, bruised with adversity,
We bid be quiet when we hear it cry;

But were we burden'd with like weight of pain,
As much, or more, we should ourselves complain :
So thou, that hast no unkind mate to grieve thee,
With urging helpless patience wouldst relieve me;
But, if thou live to see like right bereft,
This fool-begg'd patience in thee will be left.

Luc. Well, I will marry one day, but to try.
Here comes your man; now is your husband nigh.

20, 21 Men...masters...Lords] Hanmer. Man...master...Lord Ff.

21 wild watery] wilde watry F1 wide watry FF3F4

22, 23 souls...fowls] F1. soul...fowl F2F3F4

25 your] our Capell conj.

30 husband start] husband's heart's Jackson conj.

other where] other hare Hudson

35

40

(Johnson conj.). otherwhere Capell.

See note (III).

31 home] om. Boswell.

39 wouldst] Rowe. would Ff.
40 see] be Hanmer.

right bereft] right-bereft Hanmer.
41 fool-begg'd] fool-egg'd Jackson conj.
fool-bagg'd Staunton conj. fool
badged Id. conj. fool-bragg'd Kin-
near conj.

Enter DROMIO of Ephesus.

Adr. Say, is your tardy master now at hand? Dro. E. Nay, he's at two hands with me, and that my two ears can witness.

46

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 he so doubtfully, thou couldst not feel his meaning?

51

Dro. E. Nay, he struck so plainly, I could too well feel his blows; and withal so doubtfully, that I could scarce understand them.

Adr. But say, I prithee, is he coming home? 55 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.

But, sure, he is stark mad.

I mean not cuckold-mad;

When I desired him to come home to dinner,

60

He ask'd me for a thousand marks in gold: ''Tis dinner-time,' quoth I; 'My gold!' quoth he: 'Your meat doth burn,' quoth I; 'My gold!' quoth he: 'Will you come home?' quoth I; 'My gold!' quoth he, 'Where is the thousand marks I gave thee, villain?' 'The pig,' quoth I, 'is burn'd;' 'My gold!' quoth he:

65

'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:

'I know,' quoth he, 'no house, no wife, no mistress.'
So that my errand, due unto my tongue,

I thank him, I bare home upon my shoulders;
For, in conclusion, he did beat me there.

70

Adr. Go back again, thou slave, and fetch him home. 75 Dro. E. Go back again, and be new beaten home? For God's sake, send some other messenger.

Adr. Back, slave, or I will break thy pate across. Dro. E. And he will bless that cross with other beating: Between you I shall have a holy head.

80

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. 85
Luc. Fie, how impatience loureth 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:

68 I know...mistress!] I know no mistress; out upon thy mistress! Steevens conj.

I know not thy mistress] Thy mistress I know not Hanmer. I know not of thy mistress Capell. I know thy mistress not Seymour conj.

out on thy mistress] F1F4. out on my mistresse F2F3. 'out on thy mistress,' Quoth he Capell. 70 Quoth] Why, quoth Hanmer.

90

71-74 As in Pope. Printed as prose

in Ff.

72 errand] F. arrant F,F,F3.
73 bare] bear Steevens (1773).

my] thy Fg.

74 there] thence Capell conj.
83 thus?] F. thus: FFF3
85 I last] I'm to last Anon. conj.
[Exit.] om. F1.

86 loureth] lowreth Ff.
87 SCENE III. Pope.

Are my discourses dull? barren my wit?
If voluble and sharp discourse be marr'd,
Unkindness blunts it more than marble hard:
Do their gay vestments his affections bait?
That's not my fault; he's master of
my state:
What ruins are in me that can be found,
By him not ruin'd? then is he the ground
Of
my defeatures. My decayed fair

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-harming jealousy! fie, beat it hence!
Adr. Unfeeling fools can with such wrongs dispense.

I know his eye doth homage otherwhere;
Or else what lets it but he would be here?
Sister, you know he promised me a chain;
Would that alone, alone he would detain,
So he would keep fair quarter with his bed!
I see the jewel best enamelled

Will lose his beauty; yet the gold bides still,
That others touch, and often touching will

91 wit?] F4 wit, F¡F2F3.
93 blunts] F. blots FF3F4.
98 defeatures] defeature Collier MS.
107 alone, alone] F2F3F4. alone, a loue
F1 alone alas! Hanmer. alone,
O love, Capell conj. alone a lone
Nicholson conj. alone from me
Gould conj.

he] she Staunton conj. 110 lose] loose F1.

110, 111 beauty...touch, and] beauty, yet the gold 'bide...touch. And Keightley.

yet the...and] Ff. and the...yet Theobald. and tho'...yet Hanmer. yet the...though Heath conj. yet

105

110

though...an Collier. yea, though...
an Anon. conj. (Fras. Mag. 1853).
yet the... That others...and often]
and though...The triers...yet often
Hudson.

111 That others touch] The tester's touch
Anon. conj. (Fras. Mag. 1853). The
triers touch Singer (ed. 2). That
fingers touch Keightley conj. The
toucher's touch Bulloch conj.
111, 112 and...gold] and, often touching,
will, Where gold Perring conj.
will Wear] Theobald (Warburton).
will, Where F1. will Wear even
Anon. conj. (Fras. Mag. 1853), read-
ing But with Theobald, line 113.