The Comedy of Errors (Folio 1, 1623)
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980
Actus Quartus. Scoena Prima.
¶
Enter a Merchant, Goldsmith, and an Officer.
¶And since I haue not much importun'd you,
¶Nor now I had not, but that I am bound
985To Persia, and want Gilders for my voyage:
¶Or Ile attach you by this Officer.
¶Is growing to me by Antipholus,
990And in the instant that I met with you,
¶He had of me a Chaine, at fiue a clocke
¶I will discharge my bond, and thanke you too.
995
Enter Antipholus Ephes.Dromio from the Courtizans.
¶And buy a ropes end, that will I bestow
¶Among my wife, and their confederates,
1000For locking me out of my doores by day:
¶Buy thou a rope, and bring it home to me.
¶
Exit Dromio
¶But neither Chaine nor Goldsmith came to me:
¶Belike you thought our loue would last too long
¶If it were chain'd together: and therefore came not.
1010Gold. Sauing your merrie humor: here's the note
¶How much your Chaine weighs to the vtmost charect,
¶Which doth amount to three odde Duckets more
¶Then I stand debted to this Gentleman,
¶For he is bound to Sea, and stayes but for it.
1020And with you take the Chaine, and bid my wife
¶Perchance I will be there as soone as you.
¶Gold. Then you will bring the Chaine to her your
¶selfe.
¶nough.
¶you?
1030Or else you may returne without your money.
¶Both winde and tide stayes for this Gentleman,
¶And I too blame haue held him heere too long.
1035Your breach of promise to the Porpentine,
¶I should haue chid you for not bringing it,
¶Gold. You heare how he importunes me, the Chaine.
1040Ant. Why giue it to my wife, and fetch your mony.
¶Gold. Come, come, you know I gaue it you euen now.
¶Ant. Fie, now you run this humor out of breath,
¶Come where's the Chaine, I pray you let me see it.
¶If not, Ile leaue him to the Officer.
¶Gold. The monie that you owe me for the Chaine.
1050Ant. I owe you none, till I receiue the Chaine.
¶Ant. You gaue me none, you wrong mee much to
¶Offi. I do, and charge you in the Dukes name to o-
¶bey me.
¶Gold. This touches me in reputation.
¶Or I attach you by this Officer.
¶Ant. I do obey thee, till I giue thee baile.
¶To your notorious shame, I doubt it not.
¶
Enter Dromio Sira. from the Bay.
1075That staies but till her Owner comes aboord,
¶I haue conuei'd aboord, and I haue bought
¶The Oyle, the Balsamum, and Aqua-vitae.
¶The ship is in her trim, the merrie winde
1080Blowes faire from land: they stay for nought at all,
¶And told thee to what purpose, and what end.
1090And teach your eares to list me with more heede:
¶To Adriana Villaine hie thee straight:
¶Giue her this key, and tell her in the Deske
¶On Officer to prison, till it come.
Exeunt
¶S.Dromio. To Adriana, that is where we din'd,
Exit
