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But, if thou live to see like right bereft,
Luc. Well, I will marry one day, but to try ;--
Enter DROMIO of Ephesus.
Dro. E. Nay, he is at two hands with me, and that my two ears can witness.
Adr. Say, didst thou speak with him? know'st thou his mind?
Dro. E. Ay, ay, he told his mind upon mine ear :
Luc. Spake he so doubtfully, thou couldst not feel his meaning?
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 prythee, is he coming home? It seems, he hath great care to please his wife.
Dro. E. Why, mistress, sure my master is horn-mad.
Dro. Ē. Quoth my master:
Adr. Go back again, thou slave, and fetch him home.
Dro. E. Go back again, and be new beaten home?
Adr. Back, slave, or I will break thy pate across.
Dro. E. And he will bless that cross with other beating:
Adr. Hence, prating peasant; fetch thy master home.
Luc. Fie, how impatience lowereth in your face.
* I. e. stand under.
Hath homely age the alluring beauty took
Luc. Self-arming jealousy !--fie, beat it hence.
Adr. Unfeeling fools can with such wrongs dispense.
SCENE II.-The same.
Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse,
Ant. S. The gold I gave to Dromio, is laid up
Enter DROMIO of Syracuse.
Dro. S. What answer, Sir? when spake I such a word ?
* Alteration of features.
Dro. S. I did not see you since you sent une hence,
Ant. S. Villain, thou didst deny the gold's receipt;
Dro. S. I am glad to see you in this merry vein:
Ant. S. Yea, dost thou jeer, and flout me in the teeth ? Think’st thou, I jest? Hold, take thou that, and that.
[Beating him. Dro. $. Hold, Sir, for God's sake: now your jest is earnest : Upon what bargain do you give it me?
Ant. S. Because that I familiarly sometimes
Dro. S. Sconce, call you it? so you would leave battering, I had rather have it a head: an you use these blows long, I must get a sconce for my head, and insconceI it too; or else I shall seek my wit in my shoulders. But, I pray, Sir, why am I beaten?
Ant. S. Dost thou not know?
Dro. S. Ay, Sir, and wherefore; for, they say, every why hath a wherefore.
Ant. Ş. Why, first,-for flouting me; and then, wherefore, For arging it the second time to me.
Dro. S. Was there ever any man thus beaten out of season? When, in the why, and the wherefore, is neither rhyme nor
reason ?Well, Sir, I thank you.
Ant. S. Thank me, Sir! for what?
Dro. S. Marry, Sír, for this something that you gave me for nothing.
Ant. S. I'll make you amends next, to give you nothing for something Butiny think, the meat wants that I have.
Ant. S. In good time, Sir, what's that?
Dro. S. Lest it make you choleric, and purchase me another dry basting.
* I. e. intrude on them when you please. † Study my countenance.
Ant. S. Well, Sir, learn to jest in good time; There's a time for all things.
Dro. S. I durst have denied that, before you were so choleric. Ant. S. By what rule, Sir ?
Dro. S. Marry, Sir, by a rule as plain as the plain bald pate of father Time himself.
Ant. S. Let's hear it.
Dro. S. There's no time for a man to recover his hair, that grows bald by nature.
Ant. S. May he not do it by fine and recovery?
Dro. S. Yes, to pay a fine for a peruke, and recover the lost hair of another man.
Ant. S. Why is time such a niggard of hair, being, as it is, so plentiful an excrement ?
Dro. S. Because it is a blessing that he bestows on beasts: and what he hath scanted men in hair, he hath given them in wit.
Ant. S. Why, but there's many a man hath more hair than wit.
Dro. S. Not a man of those, but he hath the wit to lose his hair.
Ant. S. Why, thou didst conclude hairy men plain dealers without wit.
Dro. S. The plainer dealer, the sooner lost: Yet he loseth it in a kind of jollity
Ant. S. For what reason ?
Dro. S. The one, to save the money that he spends in tiring; the other, that at dinner they should not drop in his porridge.
Ant. S. You would all this time have proved, there is no time for all things.
Dro. S. Marry, and did, Sir; namely, no time to recover hair lost by nature.
Ant. S. But your reason was not substantial, why there is no time to recover.
Dro. S. Thus I mend it: Time himself is bald, and therefore, to the world's end, will have bald followers.
Ant. S. I knew 'twould be a bald conclusion:
Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA.
That never touch well-welcome to thy hand,
Ant. S. Plead you to me, fair dame? I know you not:
Luc. Fie, brother! how the world is changed with you: When were you wont to use my sister thus? She sent for you by Dromio home to dinner.
Ant. S. By Dromio ? Dro. S. By me? Adr. By thiee: and this thou didst return from him,That he did buffet thee, and, in his blows Denied my house for his, me for his wife.
Ant. S. Did you converse, Sir, with this gentlewoman? What is the course and drift of your compact ?
Dro. S. I, Sir? I never saw her till this time.
Ant. S. Villain, thou liest ; for even her very words Didst thou deliver to me on the mart.
Dro. S. I never spake with her in all my life.
Ant. S. How can she thus then call us by our names, Unless it be by inspiration ?
* Let fall.