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Bene, Do you question me as an honest Man should do for my fimple true Judgment? Or would you have me speak after my Custom, as being a professed Tyrant to their Sex ?

Claud. No, I prithee speak in sober Judgment,

Bene. Why i' faith methinks she's too low for an high Praise, too brown for a fair Praise, and too little for Praise ; only this Commendation I can afford her, that were she other than she is, she were unhandsome; and being no other but as she is, I do not like her,

Claud. Thou thinkst I am in sport, I pray thee tell me truly how thou lik’st her.

Bene. Would you buy her, that you enquire after her? Claud. Can the World buy such a Jewel

Bene. Yes, and a Case to put it into; but speak you this with a fad Brow, or do you play the flouting Jack, to tell us Cupid is a good Hare-finder, and Vulcan a rare Carpenter? Come, in what Key shall a Man take you to go in the

Song?

lookt on.

Claud. In mine Eye, she is the sweetest Lady that ever I

Bene. I can see yet without Spectacles, and I see no such Marter: There's her Cousin, an she were not posseft with a Fury, exceeds her as much in Beauty, as the first of May doth the last of December: But I hope you have no intent to turn Husband, have you?

Claud. I would scarce trust my self, tho' I had sworn the contrary, if Hero would be my Wise.

Bene. Is't come to this? In Faith hath not the World one Man, but he will wear his Cap with Suspicion? Shall I never see a Batchelor of threescore again? Go to i’ Faith, and thou wilt needs thrust thy Neck into a Yoke, wear the print of it, and sigh away Sundays: Look, Don Pedro is return'd to

Enter Don Pedro and Don John. Pedro. What Secret hath held you here, that you follow'd not to Leonato ?

Bene. I would your Grace would constrain me to tell.
Pedro. I charge thee on thy Allegiance.

Bene. You hear, Count Claudio, I cannot be secret as a dumb Man, I would have you think so (but on my Alle giance, mark you this, on my Allegiance) he is in love, with

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But by and by, rude Fishermen of Corinth
By force took Dromio and my Son from them,
And me they left with those of Epidamnium.
What then became of them I cannot tell;
1, to this Fortune that you see me in.

Duke. Antipholis, thou cam'ft from Corinth first.
S. Ant. No, Sir, not I, I came from Syracuse.
Duke. Stay, stand apart, I know not which is which,
E. Ant. I came from Corinth, my most gracious Lord.
E. Dro. And I with him.

(rior, E. Ant. Brought to this Town by that most famous War, Duke Menaphon, your most renowned Uncle.

Adr. Which of you two did dine with me to Day?
S. Ant. I, gentle Mistress.
Adr. And are not you my Husband?
E. Ant. No, I say nay to that.

S. Ant. And so do I, yet did she call me so:
And this fair Gentlewoman here
Did call me Brother. What I told you then,
I hope I shall have leisure to make good,
If this be not a Dream I fee and hear.

Ang. That is the Chain, Sir, which you had of me.
S. Ant. I think it be, Sir, I deny it not.
E. Ant. And you, Sir, for this Chain arrested me.
Ang. I think I did, Sir, I deny it not.

Adr. I sent you Mony, Sir, to be your Bail
By Dromie, but I think he brought it not.
E. Dro. No, none by me.

S. Ant. This Purse of Duckets I receiv'd from you,
And Dromio, my Man, did bring them me:
I see we still did meet each others Man,
And I was tane for him, and he for me,
And thereupon these Errors all arose.

E. Ant. These Duckets pawn I for my Father here.
Duke. It shall not need, thy Father hath his Life.
Cour. Sir, I must have that Diamond from you.

E. Ant. There take it, and much thanks for my good Cheer.

Abb. Renowned Duke, vouchsafe to take the Pains To go with us into the Abbey here,

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And hear at large discoursed all our Fortunes;
And all that are assembled in this place,
That by this sympathized one Day’s Error
Have suffered Wrong, go keep us Company,
And we shall make full Satisfaction.
Thirty three Years have I been gone in Travel
Of you my Sons, and 'till this present Hour
My heavy Burthens are delivered:
The Duke, my Husband, and my Children both,
And you the Kalenders of their Nativity,
Go to a Goflip's Feast, and go with me,
After so long Grief of such Nativity.

Duke. With all my Heart I'll gossip at this Feast. [Exeunt omnes. Manet

, the two Antiph, and two Dromio's. S. Dro. Master, shall I fetch your Stuff from Shipboard? E. Ant. Dromio, what Stuff of mine haft thou imbark'd? S. Dro. Your Goods that lay at hoft, Sir, in the Centaur.

S. Ant. He speaks to me; I am your Master, Dromio. Come

go

with us, we'll look to that anon; Embrace thy Brother there, rejoice with him. [Exit.

S. Dro. There is a fat Friend at your Master's House,
That kitchen’d me for you to Day at Dinner:
She now shall be my Sister, not my Wife.

E. Dro. Methinks you are my Glass, and not my Brother:
I see by you, I am a sweet fac'd Youth,
Will you walk in to see their Gossiping?

S. Dro. Not I, Sir, you are my Elder.
E. Dro. That's a Question, how shall I try

it. S. Dro. We'll draw Cuts for the Seniority; 'till then, lead thou first. E. Dro. Nay, then thus

[Embracing. We came into the World like Brother and Brother: And now lets go Hand in Hand, not one before another.

[Exeunt.

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