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It is a branch and parcel of mine oath,
Adr. I will not hence, and leave my husband here;
[Exit Abbess. Luc. Complain unto the duke of this indignity..
Adr. Come, go ; I will fall prostrate at his feet,
Mer. By this, I think, the dial points at five :
Ang. Upon what cause ?
Mer. To see a reverend Syracusan merchant, Who put unluckily into this bay Against the laws and statutes of this town, Beheaded publickly for his offence. Ang. See, where they come; we will behold his
death. Luc. Kneel to the duke, before he pass the abbey.
Enter Duke attended; Ægeon bare-headed; with the
Headsman and other Officers.
Adr. Justice, most sacred duke, against the abbess !
Duke. She is a virtuous and a reverend lady; It cannot be, that she hath done thee wrong. Adr. May it please your grace, Antipholus, my hus
band, Whom I made lord of me and all I had, At your important letters,—this ill day A most outrageous fit of madness took him; That desperately he hurried through the street, (With him his bondman, all as mad as he,) Doing displeasure to the citizens, By rushing in their houses, bearing thence Rings, jewels, any thing his rage did like. Once did I get him bound, and sent him home, Whilst to take order for the wrongs I went, That here and there his fury had committed. Anon, I wot not by what strong escape, He broke from those that had the guard of him; And, with his mad attendant and himself, Each one with ireful passion, with drawn swords, Met us again, and, madly bent on us, Chased us away; till, raising of more aid, We came again to bind them: then they fled Into this abbey, whither we pursued them ; And here the abbess shuts the gates on us, And will not suffer us to fetch him out, Nor send him forth, that we may bear him hence. Therefore, most gracious duke, with thy command, Let him be brought forth, and borne hence for help.
Duke. Long since, thy husband serv'd me in my wars; And I to thee engag’d a prince's word, When thou didst make him master of thy bed,
To do him all the grace and good I could.
Enter a Servant. Ser. O mistress, mistress, shift and save yourself! My master and his man are both broke loose, Beaten the maids a-row, and bound the doctor, Whose beard they have singed off with brands of fire ; And ever as it blazed, they threw on him Great pails of puddled mire to quench the hair : My master preaches patience to him, while His man with scissars nicks him like a fool : And, sure, unless you send some present help, Between them they will kill the conjurer.
Adr. Peace, fool, thy master and his man are here ; And that is false, thou dost report to us.
Ser. Mistress, upon my life, I tell you true; I have not breath'd almost, since I did see it. He cries for you, and vows, if he can take you, To scorch your face, and to disfigure you:
[Cry within. Hark, hark, I hear him, mistress; fly, be gone. Duke. Come, stand by me, fear nothing : Guard
Enter Antipholus and Dromio of Ephesus.
Æge. Unless the fear of death doth make me dote,
Duke. Discover how, and thou shalt find me just.
upon me, While she, with harlots, feasted in my house.
Duke. A grievous fault : Say, woman, didst thou so?
Adr. No, my good lord ;-myself, he, and my sister, To-day did dine together: So befal my soul, As this is false, he burdens me withal!
Luc. Ne’er may I look on day, nor sleep on night, But she tells to your highness simple truth !
Ang. O perjur’d woman! they are both forsworn. In this the madman justly chargeth them.
Ant. E. My liege, I am advised what I say;
Albeit, my wrongs might make one wiser mad.