THE COMEDY OF ERRORS.

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VI.

ANTIPHOLUS and DROMIO of Ephesus at the door of the house, with ANGELO and BALTHAZAR.

"DRO. of E. What patch is made our porter? My master stays in the street.

DRO. of S. [within.] Let him walk whence he came, lest he catch cold on 's feet..

ANT. Who talks within there? Ho! open the door! DRO. of S. Right, sir, I'll tell you when, an you'll tell me wherefore.

ANT. Wherefore? for my dinner; I have not dined to-day.

DRO. of S. Nor to-day here you must not. Come again when you may.

ANT. What art thou, that keep'st me out from the house I owe?

DRO. of S. The porter for this time, sir; and my name is Dromio.

DRO. of E. O villain, thou hast stolen both mine office and my name!

ANG. Here is neither cheer, sir, nor welcome; we would fain have either.

BAL. In debating which was best, we shall part with

neither."

ACT III. S. 1.

VII.

ANTIPHOLUS of Syracuse, and LUCIANA.

"Luc. And may it be that you have quite forgot
A husband's office? Shall Antipholus hate
Even in the spring of love thy love-springs rot?
Shall love, in building, grow so ruinate?

If you did wed my sister for her wealth,

Then, for her wealth's sake, use her with more kindness:

Or, if you like elsewhere, do it by stealth;

Muffle your false love with some show of blindness;

Then, gentle brother, get you in again ;

Comfort my sister, cheer her, call her wife:

'Tis holy sport to be a little vain,

When the sweet breath of flattery conquers strife.
ANT.

Your weeping sister is no wife of mine,

Nor to her bed no homage do I owe;

Far more, far more, to you do I decline.

O, train me not, sweet mermaid, with thy note,
To drown me in thy sister's flood of tears:
Sing, siren, for thyself, and I will dote."

ACT III. S. 2.

LUCE laying claim to DROMIO, in the kitchen, as her

husband.

"DRO.

call'd me Dromio; swore I was assured to her; told me what privy marks I had about me-as the mark on my shoulder, the mole in my neck, the great wart that I, amazed, ran from her as a witch." ACT III. S. 2.

on my

left arm;