Act 4, Scene 3

The same.

  1. [Enter ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE.]
  2. Antipholus of Syracuse
  3. 1073 There's not a man I meet but doth salute me
  4. 1074 As if I were their well-acquainted friend;
  5. 1075 And every one doth call me by my name.
  6. 1076 Some tender money to me, some invite me;
  7. 1077 Some other give me thanks for kindnesses;
  8. 1078 Some offer me commodities to buy;
  9. 1079 Even now a tailor call'd me in his shop,
  10. 1080 And show'd me silks that he had bought for me,
  11. 1081 And therewithal took measure of my body.
  12. 1082 Sure, these are but imaginary wiles,
  13. 1083 And Lapland sorcerers inhabit here.
  14. [Enter DROMIO OF SYRACUSE.]
  15. Dromio of Syracuse
  16. 1084 Master, here's the gold you sent me for.
  17. 1085 What, have you got the picture of old Adam new apparelled?
  18. Antipholus of Syracuse
  19. 1086 What gold is this? What Adam dost thou mean?
  20. Dromio of Syracuse
  21. 1087 Not that Adam that kept the paradise, but that Adam that keeps
  22. 1088 the prison; he that goes in the calf's skin that was killed for
  23. 1089 the Prodigal; he that came behind you, sir, like an evil angel,
  24. 1090 and bid you forsake your liberty.
  25. Antipholus of Syracuse
  26. 1091 I understand thee not.
  27. Dromio of Syracuse
  28. 1092 No? Why, 'tis a plain case: he that went like a bass-viol in a
  29. 1093 case of leather; the man, sir, that, when gentlemen are tired,
  30. 1094 gives them a sob, and 'rests them; he, sir, that takes pity on
  31. 1095 decayed men, and gives them suits of durance; he that sets up his
  32. 1096 rest to do more exploits with his mace than a morris-pike.
  33. Antipholus of Syracuse
  34. 1097 What! thou mean'st an officer?
  35. Dromio of Syracuse
  36. 1098 Ay, sir,—the sergeant of the band: that brings any man to answer
  37. 1099 it that breaks his band; one that thinks a man always going to
  38. 1100 bed, and says 'God give you good rest!'
  39. Antipholus of Syracuse
  40. 1101 Well, sir, there rest in your foolery. Is there any ship puts
  41. 1102 forth to-night? may we be gone?
  42. Dromio of Syracuse
  43. 1103 Why, sir, I brought you word an hour since that the bark
  44. 1104 Expedition put forth to-night; and then were you hindered by the
  45. 1105 sergeant, to tarry for the hoy, Delay: here are the angels that
  46. 1106 you sent for to deliver you.
  47. Antipholus of Syracuse
  48. 1107 The fellow is distract, and so am I;
  49. 1108 And here we wander in illusions:
  50. 1109 Some blessed power deliver us from hence!
  51. [Enter a COURTEZAN.]
  52. Courtesan
  53. 1110 Well met, well met, Master Antipholus.
  54. 1111 I see, sir, you have found the goldsmith now:
  55. 1112 Is that the chain you promis'd me to-day?
  56. Antipholus of Syracuse
  57. 1113 Satan, avoid! I charge thee, tempt me not!
  58. Dromio of Syracuse
  59. 1114 Master, is this Mistress Satan?
  60. Antipholus of Syracuse
  61. 1115 It is the devil.
  62. Dromio of Syracuse
  63. 1116 Nay, she is worse,—she is the devil's dam; and here she comes in
  64. 1117 the habit of a light wench; and thereof comes that the wenches
  65. 1118 say 'God damn me!' That's as much to say 'God make me a light
  66. 1119 wench!' It is written they appear to men like angels of light:
  67. 1120 light is an effect of fire, and fire will burn; ergo, light
  68. 1121 wenches will burn: come not near her.
  69. Courtesan
  70. 1122 Your man and you are marvellous merry, sir.
  71. 1123 Will you go with me? We'll mend our dinner here.
  72. Dromio of Syracuse
  73. 1124 Master, if you do; expect spoon-meat, or bespeak a long spoon.
  74. Antipholus of Syracuse
  75. 1125 Why, Dromio?
  76. Dromio of Syracuse
  77. 1126 Marry, he must have a long spoon that must eat with the devil.
  78. Antipholus of Syracuse
  79. 1127 Avoid then, fiend! What tell'st thou me of supping?
  80. 1128 Thou art, as you are all, a sorceress;
  81. 1129 I conjure thee to leave me and be gone.
  82. Courtesan
  83. 1130 Give me the ring of mine you had at dinner,
  84. 1131 Or, for my diamond, the chain you promis'd,
  85. 1132 And I'll be gone, sir, and not trouble you.
  86. Dromio of Syracuse
  87. 1133 Some devils ask but the paring of one's nail,
  88. 1134 A rush, a hair, a drop of blood, a pin,
  89. 1135 A nut, a cherry-stone; but she, more covetous,
  90. 1136 Would have a chain.
  91. 1137 Master, be wise; an if you give it her,
  92. 1138 The devil will shake her chain, and fright us with it.
  93. Courtesan
  94. 1139 I pray you, sir, my ring, or else the chain;
  95. 1140 I hope you do not mean to cheat me so.
  96. Antipholus of Syracuse
  97. 1141 Avaunt, thou witch! Come, Dromio, let us go.
  98. Dromio of Syracuse
  99. 1142 Fly pride, says the peacock: Mistress, that you know.
  100. [Exeunt ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE and DROMIO OF SYRACUSE.]
  101. Courtesan
  102. 1143 Now, out of doubt, Antipholus is mad,
  103. 1144 Else would he never so demean himself:
  104. 1145 A ring he hath of mine worth forty ducats,
  105. 1146 And for the same he promis'd me a chain;
  106. 1147 Both one and other he denies me now:
  107. 1148 The reason that I gather he is mad,—
  108. 1149 Besides this present instance of his rage,—
  109. 1150 Is a mad tale he told to-day at dinner,
  110. 1151 Of his own doors being shut against his entrance.
  111. 1152 Belike his wife, acquainted with his fits,
  112. 1153 On purpose shut the doors against his way.
  113. 1154 My way is now to hie home to his house,
  114. 1155 And tell his wife that, being lunatic,
  115. 1156 He rush'd into my house and took perforce
  116. 1157 My ring away: this course I fittest choose,
  117. 1158 For forty ducats is too much to lose.
  118. [Exit.]