ADR. I see two husbands, or mine eyes deceive me.
DUKE. One of these men is Genius to the other,
And so of these! Which is the natural man,
And which the spirit? Who deciphers them?
DRO. S. I, Sir, am Dromio: command him away.
DRO. E. I, Sir, am Dromio: pray let me stay.
ANT. S. Ægeon, art thou not? Or else his ghost?
DRO. S. O my old Master!-Who hath bound him here?
ABB. Whoever bound him, I will loose his bonds,
And gain a husband by his liberty.
Speak, old Ægeon, if thou be'st the man
That hadst a wife once call'd Æmilia,
That bore thee at a burden two fair sons:
O, if thou be'st the same Ægeon, speak,
And speak unto the same Æmilia !
ÆGE. If I dream not, thou art Æmilia!
If thou art she, tell me where is that son
That floated with thee on the fatal raft?
ABB. By men of Epidamium he and I
And the twin Dromio all were taken up;
But by-and-by rude fishermen of Corinth
By force took Dromio and my son from them,
And me they left with those of Epidamium.
What then became of them I cannot tell;
I to this fortune that you see me in.
DUKE. Why, here begins his1 morning story right:
These two Antipholuses, these two so like,
And these two Dromios, one in semblance-
Besides her urging of her wrack at sea-
These are the parents to these children,
Which accidentally are met together.
Antipholus, thou cam'st from Corinth first.
ANT. S. No, Sir, not I: I came from Syracusa.
DUKE. Stay, stand apart: I know not which is which.
ANT. E. I came from Corinth, my most gracious Lord.
DRO. E. And I with him.
ANT. E. Brought to this Town by that most famous warrior,
Duke Menaphon, your most renowned uncle.
ADR. Which of you two did dine with me to-day?