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The Comedy of Errors (Folio 1, 1623)
The Comedie of Errors.
1Actus primus, Scena prima.
2Enter the Duke of Ephesus, with the Merchant of Siracusa,
3 Iaylor, and other attendants.
5Proceed Solinus to procure my fall,
6And by the doome of death end woes and all.
8I am not partiall to infringe our Lawes;
9The enmity and discord which of late
10Sprung from the rancorous outrage of your Duke,
11To Merchants our well-dealing Countrimen,
12Who wanting gilders to redeeme their liues,
14Excludes all pitty from our threatning lookes:
16Twixt thy seditious Countrimen and vs,
17It hath in solemne Synodes beene decreed,
20Nay more, if any borne at Ephesus
22Againe, if any Siracusian borne
23Come to the Bay of Ephesus, he dies:
26To quit the penalty, and to ransome him:
28Cannot amount vnto a hundred Markes,
29Therefore by Law thou art condemn'd to die.
30Mer. Yet this my comfort, when your words are done,
31My woes end likewise with the euening Sonne.
33Why thou departedst from thy natiue home?
37Yet that the world may witnesse that my end
38Was wrought by nature, not by vile offence,
39Ile vtter what my sorrow giues me leaue.
40In Syracusa was I borne, and wedde
41Vnto a woman, happy but for me,
42And by me; had not our hap beene bad:
43With her I liu'd in ioy, our wealth increast
44By prosperous voyages I often made
45To Epidamium, till my factors death,
46And he great care of goods at randone left,
51Had made prouision for her following me,
54A ioyfull mother of two goodly sonnes:
58A meane woman was deliuered
59Of such a burthen Male, twins both alike:
60Those, for their parents were exceeding poore,
61I bought, and brought vp to attend my sonnes.
62My wife, not meanely prowd of two such boyes,
63Made daily motions for our home returne:
64Vnwilling I agreed, alas, too soone wee came aboord.
65A league from Epidamium had we saild
66Before the alwaies winde-obeying deepe
67Gaue any Tragicke Instance of our harme:
68But longer did we not retaine much hope;
69For what obscured light the heauens did grant,
70Did but conuay vnto our fearefull mindes
71A doubtfull warrant of immediate death,
72Which though my selfe would gladly haue imbrac'd,
73Yet the incessant weepings of my wife,
75And pitteous playnings of the prettie babes
76That mourn'd for fashion, ignorant what to feare,
78And this it was: (for other meanes was none)
81My wife, more carefull for the latter borne,
84To him one of the other twins was bound,
85Whil'st I had beene like heedfull of the other.
86The children thus dispos'd, my wife and I,
87Fixing our eyes on whom our care was fixt,
90Was carried towards Corinth, as we thought.
91At length the sonne gazing vpon the earth,
95Two shippes from farre, making amaine to vs:
96Of Corinth that, of Epidarus this,
97But ere they came, oh let me say no more,
98Gather the sequell by that went before.
88The Comedie of Errors.
100For we may pitty, though not pardon thee.
102Worthily tearm'd them mercilesse to vs:
104We were encountred by a mighty rocke,
105Which being violently borne vp,
107So that in this vniust diuorce of vs,
108Fortune had left to both of vs alike,
109What to delight in, what to sorrow for,
112Was carried with more speed before the winde,
113And in our sight they three were taken vp
114By Fishermen of Corinth, as we thought.
116And knowing whom it was their hap to saue,
118And would haue reft the Fishers of their prey,
120And therefore homeward did they bend their course.
122That by misfortunes was my life prolong'd,
125Doe me the fauour to dilate at full,
126What haue befalne of them and they till now.
128At eighteene yeeres became inquisitiue
129After his brother; and importun'd me
131Reft of his brother, but retain'd his name,
132Might beare him company in the quest of him:
134I hazarded the losse of whom I lou'd.
136Roming cleane through the bounds of Asia,
139Or that, or any place that harbours men:
141And happy were I in my timelie death,
142Could all my trauells warrant me they liue.
144To beare the extremitie of dire mishap:
146Against my Crowne, my oath, my dignity,
147Which Princes would they may not disanull,
149But though thou art adiudged to the death,
151But to our honours great disparagement:
152Yet will I fauour thee in what I can;
153Therefore Marchant, Ile limit thee this day
156Beg thou, or borrow, to make vp the summe,
157And liue: if no, then thou art doom'd to die:
158Iaylor, take him to thy custodie.
159Iaylor. I will my Lord.