They brought one Pinch, a hungry lean-fac'd villain, A mere anatomy, a mountebank, A threadbare juggler, and a fortune-teller, 240 Till, gnawing with my teeth my bonds in sunder, For these deep shames and great indignities. Ang. My lord, in truth, thus far I witness with him, That he din'd not at home, but was lock'd out. Duke. But had he such a chain of thee, or no? Ang. He had, my lord; and when he ran in here, These people saw the chain about his neck. Sec. Mer. Besides, I will be sworn these ears of mine 260 Æge. Not know my voice! O, time's extremity, Hast thou so crack'd and splitted my poor tongue In seven short years, that here my only son 316 320 Ant. E. I never saw my father in my life. Æge. But seven years since, in Syracusa, boy, Thou know'st we parted: but perhaps, my son, Thou sham'st to acknowledge me in misery. Ant. E. The duke and all that know me in the city Can witness with me that it is not so: Duke. I tell thee, Syracusian, twenty years 325 320 Re-enter Abbess, with ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse Abb. Most mighty duke, bebold a man much other; And so of these: which is the natural man, 337 Dro. E. I, sir, am Dromio: pray let me stay. Ant. S. Egeon art thou not? or else his ghost? Dro. S. O! my old master; who hath bound him here? 340 Abb. Whoever bound him, I will loose his And gain a husband by his liberty. Æge. If I dream not, thou art Æmilia: 344 Ang. I think I did, sir; I deny it not. Ant. S. This purse of ducats I receiv'd from And Dromio, my man, did bring them me. 388 Ant. E. These ducats pawn I for my father 392 Duke. It shall not need: thy father hath his life. 348 Cour. Sir, I must have that diamond from you. Ant. E. There, take it; and much thanks for my good cheer. 352 Abb. By men of Epidamnum, he and I, These two Antipholus', these two so like, Abb. Renowned duke, vouchsafe to take the pains 396 To go with us into the abbey here, 400 My heavy burdens ne'er delivered. And these two Dromios, one in semblance, 360 Of you, my sons; and, till this present hour 404 408 Embrace thy brother there; rejoice with him. Dro. S. There is a fat friend at your master's That kitchen'd me for you to-day at dinner: 417 We came into the world like brother and brother; Dro. E. Methinks you are my glass, and not And now let's go hand in hand, not one before my brother: 420 another. [Exeunt. ACT I. SCENE I.-Before LEONATO's House. Enter LEONATO, HERO, BEATRICE and others, with a Messenger. Leon. I learn in this letter that Don Pedro of Arragon comes this night to Messina. Mess. He is very near by this: he was not three leagues off when I left him. 4 Leon. How many gentlemen have you lost in this action? Mess. But few of any sort, and none of name. Leon. A victory is twice itself when the achiever brings home full numbers. I find here that Don Pedro hath bestowed much honour on a young Florentine called Claudio. I Mess. Much deserved on his part and equally remembered by Don Pedro. He hath borne himself beyond the promise of his age, doing in the figure of a lamb the feats of a lion: he hath indeed better bettered expectation than you must expect of me to tell you how. 17 33 Mess. I know none of that name, lady: there was none such in the army of any sort. Leon. What is he that you ask for, niece? Hero. My cousin means Signior Benedick of Padua. 36 Mess. O! he is returned, and as pleasant as ever he was. Beat. He set up his bills here in Messina and challenged Cupid at the flight; and my uncle's fool, reading the challenge, subscribed for Cupid, and challenged him at the bird-bolt. I pray you, how many hath he killed and eaten in these wars? But how many hath he killed? for, indeed, I promised to eat all of his killing. 45 Beat. Very easily possible: he wears his faith but as the fashion of his hat; it ever changes with the next block. Mess. I see, lady, the gentleman is not in your books. 80 Beat. No; an he were, I would burn my Beat. A dear happiness to women: they study. But, I pray you, who is his companion? would else have been troubled with a pernicious Is there no young squarer now that will make a suitor. I thank God and my cold blood, I am of voyage with him to the devil? 84 your humour for that: I had rather hear my Mess. He is most in the company of the right dog bark at a crow than a man swear he noble Claudio. loves me. Enter DON PEDRO, DON JOHN, CLAUDIO, BENEDICK, BALTHAZAR, and Others. D. Pedro. Good Signior Leonato, you are come to meet your trouble: the fashion of the world is to avoid cost, and you encounter it. 100 Leon. Never came trouble to my house in the likeness of your Grace, for trouble being gone, comfort should remain; but when you depart from me, sorrow abides and happiness takes his leave. 105 D. Pedro. You embrace your charge too willingly. I think this is your daughter. Leon. Her mother hath many times told 139 Bene. God keep your ladyship still in that mind; so some gentleman or other shall 'scape a predestinate scratched face. Beat. Scratching could not make it worse, an 'twere such a face as yours were. 144 Bene. Well, you are a rare parrot-teacher. Beat. A bird of my tongue is better than a beast of yours. Bene. I would my horse had the speed of your tongue, and so good a continuer. But keep your way, i' God's name; I have done. Beat. You always end with a jade's trick: I know you of old. 152 |