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The Comedy of Errors

Act I, Scene 2

The Mart.
 
[Enter ANTIPHOLUS of SYRACUSE, DROMIO of SYRACUSE, and First Merchant]
 
FIRST MERCHANT
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      Therefore | give^out | you are of | Epi|damium,
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      Lest that | your goods | too* soon | be con|fiscate:
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      This ve|ry day | a Sy|racu|sian mer||chant
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      Is ap|prehen|ded for | arri|val here,
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      And not | being^a|ble to / buy out | his life,
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      Accor|ding to | the sta|tute of | the town,
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      Dies ere | the wea|ry sun | set in | the west:
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      There is | your mo|ney that | I had | to keep.
 
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
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      Go bear / it to | the Cen|taur, where | we host,
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      And stay | there Dro/mio,| till I | come to thee;
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      Within | this hour | it will | be din|ner time,
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      Till that | I'll view | the man|ners of | the town,
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      Peruse | the tra|ders, gaze | upon the | buildings,
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      And then | return | and sleep | within | mine^inn,
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      For with long | travel | I am | stiff and | weary.
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      Get thee | away.  \\
 
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE
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      Many | a man | would take | you at | your word,
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      And go | indeed,| having | so good | a mean.
 
[Exit]
 
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
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      A trus|ty vil|lain sir,| that ve|ry oft,
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      When I am | dull with | care and | melan|choly,
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      Lightens | my hu|mor with | his mer|ry jests.
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      What will | you walk | with me | about | the town,
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      And then | go to | my inn | and dine | with me?
 
FIRST MERCHANT
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      I am in|vited | sir to | certain | merchants,
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      Of whom | I hope | to make | much be/nefit:
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      I crave | your pa|rdon, soon | at five | o'clock,
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      Please you,| I'll meet | with you | upon | the mart,
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      And af|terward | consort | you till / bedtime:
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      My pre|sent bus|iness calls | me from | you now.
 
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
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      Farewell | till then:| I will | go lose | myself
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      And wan|der up | and down | to view | the ci||ty.
 
FIRST MERCHANT
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      Sir,| I commend | you to | your own | content.
 
[Exit]
 
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
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      He that | commends | me to | mine^own | content,
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      Commends | me to | the thing | I can|not get:
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      I to the | world am | like a | drop of | water,
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      That in | the o|cean seeks | ano|ther drop,
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      Who* fal|ling there | to find | his fel|low forth,
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      (Unseen,| inqui|sitive)| confounds | himself.
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      So I, to | find a | mother | and a | brother,
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      In quest | of them |(unhap|py) lose | myself.
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      Here* comes | the al|manac | of my / true date:
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      What now?| How* chance | thou art | returned | so soon?
 
DROMIO OF EPHESUS
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      Returned | so soon,| rather | approached | too late:
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      The ca|pon burns,| the pig | falls from | the spit;
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      The clock | hath struck|en twelve | upon | the bell:
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      My mis|tress made | it one | upon | my cheek:
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      She is / so hot | because | the meat | is cold:
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      The meat | is cold,| because | you come | not home:
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      You come | not home,| because | you have no | stomach:
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      You have | no sto|mach, ha|ving broke | your fast:
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      But we | that know | what 'tis | to fast | and pray,
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      Are pe|nitent | for your | default | today.
 
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
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      Stop in | your wind | sir, tell | me this | I pray?
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      Where have you | left the | money | that I | gave you.
 
DROMIO OF EPHESUS
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      Oh six|pence* that | I had | of Wednes|day last,
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      To pay | the sad|dler for my | mistress'| crupper:
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      The sad|dler had | it sir,| I kept | it not.
 
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
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      I am | not in | a spor|tive hu|mor now:
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      Tell me,| and dal|ly not,| where is the | money?
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      We be|ing stran|gers here,| how darst | thou trust
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      So great | a charge | from thine^|own cus/tody*.  ??
 
DROMIO OF EPHESUS
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      I pray | you jest | sir as you | sit at | dinner:
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      I from | my mis|tress come | to you | in post:
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      If I | return | I shall | be post | indeed.
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      For she | will score | your fault | upon | my pate.
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      Methinks | your maw,| like^mine,| should be | your cook,
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      And strike | you home | without | a mes|senger.
 
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
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      Come* Dro|mio, come,| these jests / are out^of | season,  ??
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      Reserve | them till | a mer|rier hour | than this.
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      Where is | the gold | I gave | in charge | to thee?
 
DROMIO OF EPHESUS
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      To me | sir? Why | you gave | no gold | to me.
 
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
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      Come^on | sir knave,| have^done | your foo|lishness,
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      And tell me | how thou / hast dis|posed thy charge.
 
DROMIO OF EPHESUS
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      My charge | was but | to fetch | you from | the mart
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      Home to your | house, the | Phoenix | sir, to | dinner;
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      My mis|tress and | her sis|ter stays | for you.
 
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
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      Now as | I am | a Chris|tian an|swer me,
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      In what | safe place you | have bestowed | my mo||ney;
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      Or | I shall break | that mer|ry sconce | of yours
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      That stands | on tricks,| when I | am un|disposed:
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      Where is | the thou|sand marks | thou hadst | of me?
 
DROMIO OF EPHESUS
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      I have | some^marks | of yours | upon | my pate:
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      Some of my | mistress'| marks u|pon my | shoulders:
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      But not | a thou|sand marks | between | you both.
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      If I | should pay | your wor|ship those | again,
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      Perchance | you will / not bear | them pa|tiently.
 
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
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      Thy mis|tress' marks?| What mis|tress slave | hast thou?
 
DROMIO OF EPHESUS
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      Your wor|ship's wife,| my mis|tress at the | Phoenix;
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      She that | doth fast | till you | come home | to dinner,
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      And prays | that you | will hie | you home | to dinner.
 
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
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      What wilt | thou flout | me thus | unto | my face
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      Being | forbid?| There* take | you that | sir knave.
 
DROMIO OF EPHESUS
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      What mean | you sir,| for God's sake hold | your hands:
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      Nay, and / you will | not sir,| I'll take | my heels.
 
[Exit]
 
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
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      Upon | my life | by some de|vice or | other,
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      The vil|lain is ore|wrought of | all my | money.
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      They say | this town | is full | of co|zenage:
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      As nim|ble jug|glers that | deceive | the eye:
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      Dark-|working | sorcerers | that change | the mind:
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      Soul-|killing | witches that | deform the | body:  ??
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      Disgui|sed chea|ters, pra|ting moun|tebanks;
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      And ma|ny such-|like li/berties*| of sin:
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      If it prove | so, I / will be | gone the | sooner:
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      I'll to | the Cen|taur* to / go seek | this slave:
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      I great|ly fear | my mo|ney is / not safe.
 
[Exit]

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