The Comedy of Errors - Act 1, Scene 2 - William Shakespeare
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<html> <h3>SCENE II. The Mart.</h3> <blockquote><em>Enter ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse, DROMIO of Syracuse, and First Merchant</em></blockquote> <p><strong>First Merchant</strong></p> <blockquote>Therefore give out you are of Epidamnum,<br> Lest that your goods too soon be confiscate.<br> This very day a Syracusian merchant<br> Is apprehended for arrival here;<br> And not being able to buy out his life<br> According to the statute of the town,<br> Dies ere the weary sun set in the west.<br> There is your money that I had to keep.<br> ANTIPHOLUS<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>OF SYRACUSE</strong></p> <blockquote>Go bear it to the Centaur, where we host,<br> And stay there, Dromio, till I come to thee.<br> Within this hour it will be dinner-time:<br> Till that, I'll view the manners of the town,<br> Peruse the traders, gaze upon the buildings,<br> And then return and sleep within mine inn,<br> For with long travel I am stiff and weary.<br> Get thee away.<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>DROMIO OF SYRACUSE</strong></p> <blockquote>Many a man would take you at your word,<br> And go indeed, having so good a mean.<br> <em>Exit</em>ANTIPHOLUS<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>OF SYRACUSE</strong></p> <blockquote>A trusty villain, sir, that very oft,<br> When I am dull with care and melancholy,<br> Lightens my humour with his merry jests.<br> What, will you walk with me about the town,<br> And then go to my inn and dine with me?<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>First Merchant</strong></p> <blockquote>I am invited, sir, to certain merchants,<br> Of whom I hope to make much benefit;<br> I crave your pardon. Soon at five o'clock,<br> Please you, I'll meet with you upon the mart<br> And afterward consort you till bed-time:<br> My present business calls me from you now.<br> ANTIPHOLUS<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>OF SYRACUSE</strong></p> <blockquote>Farewell till then: I will go lose myself<br> And wander up and down to view the city.<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>First Merchant</strong></p> <blockquote>Sir, I commend you to your own content.<br> <em>Exit</em>ANTIPHOLUS<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>OF SYRACUSE</strong></p> <blockquote>He that commends me to mine own content<br> Commends me to the thing I cannot get.<br> I to the world am like a drop of water<br> That in the ocean seeks another drop,<br> Who, falling there to find his fellow forth,<br> Unseen, inquisitive, confounds himself:<br> So I, to find a mother and a brother,<br> In quest of them, unhappy, lose myself.<br> <em>Enter DROMIO of Ephesus</em>Here comes the almanac of my true date.<br> What now? how chance thou art return'd so soon?<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>DROMIO OF EPHESUS</strong></p> <blockquote>Return'd so soon! rather approach'd too late:<br> The capon burns, the pig falls from the spit,<br> The clock hath strucken twelve upon the bell;<br> My mistress made it one upon my cheek:<br> She is so hot because the meat is cold;<br> The meat is cold because you come not home;<br> You come not home because you have no stomach;<br> You have no stomach having broke your fast;<br> But we that know what 'tis to fast and pray<br> Are penitent for your default to-day.<br> ANTIPHOLUS<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>OF SYRACUSE</strong></p> <blockquote>Stop in your wind, sir: tell me this, I pray:<br> Where have you left the money that I gave you?<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>DROMIO OF EPHESUS</strong></p> <blockquote>O,--sixpence, that I had o' Wednesday last<br> To pay the saddler for my mistress' crupper?<br> The saddler had it, sir; I kept it not.<br> ANTIPHOLUS<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>OF SYRACUSE</strong></p> <blockquote>I am not in a sportive humour now:<br> Tell me, and dally not, where is the money?<br> We being strangers here, how darest thou trust<br> So great a charge from thine own custody?<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>DROMIO OF EPHESUS</strong></p> <blockquote>I pray you, air, as you sit at dinner:<br> I from my mistress come to you in post;<br> If I return, I shall be post indeed,<br> For she will score your fault upon my pate.<br> Methinks your maw, like mine, should be your clock,<br> And strike you home without a messenger.<br> ANTIPHOLUS<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>OF SYRACUSE</strong></p> <blockquote>Come, Dromio, come, these jests are out of season;<br> Reserve them till a merrier hour than this.<br> Where is the gold I gave in charge to thee?<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>DROMIO OF EPHESUS</strong></p> <blockquote>To me, sir? why, you gave no gold to me.<br> ANTIPHOLUS<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>OF SYRACUSE</strong></p> <blockquote>Come on, sir knave, have done your foolishness,<br> And tell me how thou hast disposed thy charge.<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>DROMIO OF EPHESUS</strong></p> <blockquote>My charge was but to fetch you from the mart<br> Home to your house, the Phoenix, sir, to dinner:<br> My mistress and her sister stays for you.<br> ANTIPHOLUS<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>OF SYRACUSE</strong></p> <blockquote>In what safe place you have bestow'd my money,<br> Or I shall break that merry sconce of yours<br> That stands on tricks when I am undisposed:<br> Where is the thousand marks thou hadst of me?<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>DROMIO OF EPHESUS</strong></p> <blockquote>I have some marks of yours upon my pate,<br> Some of my mistress' marks upon my shoulders,<br> But not a thousand marks between you both.<br> If I should pay your worship those again,<br> Perchance you will not bear them patiently.<br> ANTIPHOLUS<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>OF SYRACUSE</strong></p> <blockquote>Thy mistress' marks? what mistress, slave, hast thou?<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>DROMIO OF EPHESUS</strong></p> <blockquote>Your worship's wife, my mistress at the Phoenix;<br> She that doth fast till you come home to dinner,<br> And prays that you will hie you home to dinner.<br> ANTIPHOLUS<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>OF SYRACUSE</strong></p> <blockquote>What, wilt thou flout me thus unto my face,<br> Being forbid? There, take you that, sir knave.<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>DROMIO OF EPHESUS</strong></p> <blockquote>What mean you, sir? for God's sake, hold your hands!<br> Nay, and you will not, sir, I'll take my heels.<br> <em>Exit</em>ANTIPHOLUS<br> </blockquote> <p><strong>OF SYRACUSE</strong></p> <blockquote>Upon my life, by some device or other<br> The villain is o'er-raught of all my money.<br> They say this town is full of cozenage,<br> As, nimble jugglers that deceive the eye,<br> Dark-working sorcerers that change the mind,<br> Soul-killing witches that deform the body,<br> Disguised cheaters, prating mountebanks,<br> And many such-like liberties of sin:<br> If it prove so, I will be gone the sooner.<br> I'll to the Centaur, to go seek this slave:<br> I greatly fear my money is not safe.<br> </blockquote> <p>Exit</p> </html>
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