faith, and my heart of fteel, fhe had transform'd me to a curtal dog, and made me turn i'th' wheel.

S. Ant. Go, hie thee presently; poft to the road; And if the wind blow any way from fhore, 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. S. Dro. As from a bear a man would run for life, So fly I from her that would be my wife.

SCENE IV.

[Exit.

S. Ant. 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 foul Doth for a wife abhor. But her fair fifter, Poffeft with such a gentle fovereign grace, Of fuch inchanting prefence and difcourfe, Hath almoft made me traitor to myself: But left myself be guilty of felf-wrong, I'll stop mine ears against the mermaid's fong.

Enter Angelo, with a Chain.

Ang. Mafter Antipholis,

S. Ant. Ay, that's my name.

Ang. I know it well, Sir; lo, here is the chain; I thought t' have ta'en you at the Porcupine; The chain, unfinish'd, made me stay thus long.

S. Ant. What is your will, that I fhall do with this? Ang. What please yourfelf, Sir; I have made it for

you.

St. Ant. Made it for me, Sir! I bespoke it not.

however the Oxford Editor thinks curity, and has therefore put it a lreaft made of fint, better fe

in.

WARBURTON.

Ang.

Ang. Not once, nor twice, but twenty times you have:

Go home with it, and pleafe your wife withal;
And foon at fupper-time I'll vifit you,

And then receive my mony for the chain.

S. Ant. I pray you, Sir, receive the mony now; For fear you ne'er fee chain, nor mony, more. Ang. You are a merry man, Sir; fare you well. [Exit. S. Ant. What I fhould think of this, I cannot tell: But this I think, there's no man is fo vain, That would refufe fo fair an offer'd chain. I fee, a man he:e needs not live by shifts. When in the streets he meets fuch golden gifts; I'll to the mart, and there for Dromio ftay; If any fhip put out, then strait awaay.

[Exit.

ACT IV.

SCENE I.

The STREET.

Enter a Merchant, Angelo, and an Officer.

You

MERCHANT.

OU know, fince Pentecoft the fum is due;
And fince I have not much importun'd you;

Nor now I had not, but that I am bound

To Perfia, and want gilders for my voyage:
Therefore make prefent fatisfaction;

Or I'll attach you by this officer.

Ang. Ev'n juft the fum, that I do owe to you, Is growing to me by Antipholis ;

And, in the inftant that I met with you,

He had of me a chain: at five o'clock,

I fhall

I fhall receive the mony for the fame :

Please you but walk with me down to his houfe,
I will discharge my bond, and thank you too.

Enter Antipholis of Ephefus, and Dromio of Ephefus, as from the Courtezan's.

Offi. That labour you may fave: fee where he comes : E. Ant. While I go to the goldfmith's houfe, go thou

And buy a rope's end; that I will bestow
Among my wife and her confederates,
For locking me out of my doors by day.
But, foft; I fee the goldfimith: get thee gone,
Buy thou a rope, and bring it home to me.

E. Dro. I buy a thousand pound a year! I buy a
rope!
[Exit Dromio.
E. Ant. A man is well holp up, that trufts to you:
I promised your prefence, and the chain:
But neither chain, nor goldsmith, came to me :
Belike, you thought, our love would last too long
If it were chain'd together; therefore came not.

Ang. Saving your merry humour, here's the note,
How much your chain weighs to the utmost carrat;
The fineness of the gold, the chargeful fashion;
Which do amount to three odd ducats more,
Than I ftand debted to this gentleman;

I pray you, fee him prefently difcharg'd;
For he is bound to fea, and ftays but for it.

E. Ant. I am not furnish'd with the prefent mony;
Befides, I have fome business in the town;
Good Signior, take the ftranger to my house,
And with you take the chain, and bid my wife
Disburse the sum on the receipt thereof;
Perchance, I will be there as foon as you.

Ang. Then you will bring the chain to her yourfelf? E. Ant. No; bear it with you, left I come not time enough.

Ang.

Ang. Well, Sir, I will have you the chain about you?

E. Ant. An if I have not, Sir, I hope, you have: Or else you may return without your mony.

Ang. Nay, come, I pray you, Sir, give me the chain;

Both wind and tide ftay for this gentleman;
And I, to blame, have held him here too long.

E. Ant, Good Lord, you use this dalliance to excuse Your breach of promise to the Porcupine;

I should have chid you for not bringing it;
But, like a fhrew, you first begin to brawl.

Mer. The hour fteals on; I pray you, Sir, dispatch.
Ang. You hear, how he importunes me; the chain-
E. Ant. Why, give it my wife, and fetch your
mony.

Ang. Come, come you know, I gave it

now.

Or fend the chain, or fend me by fome token.

you ev'n

E. Ang. Fy, now you run this humour out of breath.

Come, where's the chain? I pray you, let me fee it.
Mer. My business cannot brook this dalliance:
Good Sir, fay, whe'r you'll anfwer me or no:
If not, I'll leave him to the officer.

?

E. Ant. I answer you? why should I answer you
Ang. The mony, that you owe me for the chain.
Ang. I owe you none, 'till I receive the chain.
Ang You know, I gave it you half an hour fince.
E. Ant. You gave me none; you wrong me much
to fay fo.

Ang. You wrong me more, Sir, in denying it;
Confider, how it ftands upon my credit.

Mer. Well, officer, arreft him at my fuit.

Ofl. I do, and charge you in the Duke's name to obey me.

Ang. This touches me in reputation. Either confent to pay the fum for me,

Or

Or I attach you by this officer.

E. Ant. Confent to pay for that I never had!
Arreft me, foolish fellow, if thou dar❜st.

Ang. Here is thy fee; arreft him, officer;
I would not spare my brother in this cale,
If he should fcorn me fo apparently.

Offi. I do arreft you, Sir; you hear the fuit.
E. Ant. I do obey thee, 'till I give thee bail.
But, Sirrah, you fhall buy this fport as dear
As all the metal in your fhop will answer.

Ang. Sir, Sir, I hall have law in Ephesus,
To your notorious fhame, I doubt it not.

SCENE

II.

Enter Dromio of Syracufe, from the Bay.

S. Dro. Mafter, there is a bark of Epidamnum, That stays but till her owner comes aboard; Then, Sir, the bears away. Our fraughtage, Sir, I have convey'd aboard; and I have bought The Oil, the Balfamum, and Aqua-vita. The fhip is in her trim; the merry wind Blows fair from land; they stay for nought at all. But for their owner, mafter, and yourlelf.

E. Ant. How now ! a mad man! why, thou peevish sheep,

What ship of Epidamnum ftays for me?

S. Dro. A fhip you fent me to, to hire waftage. E. Ant. Thou drunken flave, I fent thee for a rope i And told thee to what purpose, and what end. S. Dro. You fent me for a rope's-end as foon:

You fent me to the bay, Sir, for a bark.

E. Ant. I will debate this matter at more leifure And teach your ears to lift me with more heed. To Adriana, villain, hie thee ftrait, Give her this key, and tell her, in the desk That's cover'd o'er with Turkish tapestry,

There