Duke. [To Isabella] If he be like your brother, for his sake Is he pardon'd; and, for your lovely sake, Give me your hand and say you will be mine, He is my brother too: but fitter time for that. Look that you love your wife; her worth worth yours. I find an apt remission in myself; And yet here's one in place I cannot pardon. 500 [To Lucio] You, sirrah, that knew me for a fool, a coward, One all of luxury, an ass, a madman; Wherein have I so deserved of you, That you extol me thus? Lucio. 'Faith, my lord, I spoke it but according to the trick. If you will hang me for it, you may; but I had rather it would please you I might be whipt. Duke. Whipt first, sir, and hanged after. Lucio. I beseech your highness, do not marry me to whore. Your highness said even now, I made you a duke good my lord, do not recompense me in making me a cuckold. Duke. Upon mine honour, thou shalt marry her. Thy slanders I forgive; and therewithal Remit thy other forfeits. Take him to prison; And see our pleasure herein executed. Lucio. Marrying a punk, my lord, is pressing to death, whipping, and hanging. Duke. Slandering a prince deserves it. 530 [Exeunt Officers with Lucio. She, Claudio, that you wrong'd, look you restore. Joy to you, Mariana! Love her, Angelo : I have confess'd her and I know her virtue. Thanks, good friend Escalus, for thy much goodness: 540 I have a motion much imports your good; [Exeunt ANGELO, a goldsmith. Second Merchant, to whom Angeio is a debtor. PINCH, a schoolmaster. ÆMILIA, wife to Ægeon, an abbess ADRIANA, wife to Antipholus of LUCIANA, her sister. LUCE, servant to Adriana. A Courtezan. First Merchant, friend to Antipho- Gaoler, Officers, and other Attend lus of Syracuse. SCENE: Ephesus. ACT I. ants. SCENE I. A hall in the DUKE's palace. Enter DUKE, ÆGEON, Gaoler, Officers, and other At tendants. Age. Proceed, Solinus, to procure my fall And by the doom of death end woes and all. Duke. Merchant of Syracusa, plead no more; I am not partial to infringe our laws : The enmity and discord which of late Sprung from the rancorous outrage of your duke (247) 3 Nay, more, If any born at Ephesus be seen 20 Ege. Yet this my comfort: when your words are done, My woes end likewise with the evening sun. Duke. Well, Syracusian, say in brief the cause Why thou departed'st from thy native home 30 Age. A heavier task could not have been imposed And for what cause thou camest to Ephesus. Than I to speak my griefs unspeakable : Yet, that the world may witness that my end Was wrought by nature, not by vile offence, I'll utter what my sorrow gives me leave. In Syracusa was I born, and wed Unto a woman, happy but for me, And by me, had not our hap been bad. With her I lived in joy; our wealth increased 40 By prosperous voyages I often made To Epidamnum; till my factor's death And the great care of goods at random left Drew me from kind embracements of my spouse: From whom my absence was not six months old Before herself, almost at fainting under The pleasing punishment that women bear, Had made provision for her following me And soon and safe arrived where I was. There had she not been long but she became 50 A joyful mother of two goodly sons; And, which was strange, the one so like the other As could not be distinguish'd but by names. A meaner woman was delivered Of such a burden, male twins, both alike : 60 A league from Epidamnum had we sail'd, A doubtful warrant of immediate death; Which though myself would gladly have embraced, But ere they came,-0, let me say no more! Gather the sequel by that went before. Duke. Nay, forward, old man; do not break off so; For we may pity, though not pardon thee. Age. O, had the gods done so, I had not now Worthily term'd them merciless to us! For, ere the ships could meet by twice five leagues, We were encounter'd by a mighty rock; Which being violently borne upon, Our helpful ship was splitted in the midst ; |