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The Comedy of Errors

Act IV, Scene 2

The house of ANTIPHOLUS of Ephesus.
 
[Enter ADRIANA and LUCIANA]
 
ADRIANA
          ,   ,      ,         ,           ,
      Ah Lu|cia|na, did | he tempt | thee so?
         ,                ,         ,       ,        ,
      Mightst thou | perceive | austere|ly in | his eye,
            ,         ,         ,         ,        ,
      That he | did plead | in ear|nest, yea | or no:
         ,     2      ,         ,         ,        ,  2
      Looked he or | red or | pale, or | sad or | merrily?
            ,     ,        ,           ,          ,
      What ob|serva|tion madst | thou in | this case?
       ,          ,      ,          ,          2      ,
      Oh, his | heart's me/teors | tilting | in his face?
 
LUCIANA
        ,            ,         ,        ,         ,
      First he | denied | you had | in him | no right.
 
ADRIANA
           ,         ,         ,          ,         ,
      He meant | he did | me none:| the more | my spite.
 
LUCIANA
             ,      ,         ,           ,         ,
      Then swore | he that | he was | a stran|ger here.
 
ADRIANA
             ,        ,             ,         ,          ,
      And true | he swore,| though yet | forsworn | he were.
 
LUCIANA
             ,      ,        ,
      Then plea|ded I | for you.
 
ADRIANA
                                       ,          ,
                                 And what | said he?
 
LUCIANA
             ,         ,          ,          ,         ,
      That love | I begged | for you,| he begged | of me.
 
ADRIANA
             ,        ,        ,         ,           ,
      With what | persua|sion did | he tempt | thy love?
 
LUCIANA
             ,           ,       ,        ,            ,
      With words,| that in | an ho|nest suit | might move.
        ,                ,          ,        ,          ,
      First, he | did praise | my beau|ty, then | my speech.
 
ADRIANA
              ,           ,
      Didst^speak | him fair?
 
LUCIANA
                                ,   ,                 ,
                              Have pa/tience, I | beseech.
 
ADRIANA
         ,        ,        ,          ,         ,
      I can|not, nor | I will | not hold | me still,
            ,             ,         ,             ,          ,
      My tongue,| though not | my heart,| shall have | his will.
       ,           ,       ,        ,          ,
      He is | deformed,| croo|ked, old | and sere,
             ,            ,         ,         ,      ,
      Ill*-faced,| worse^bod|ied, shape|less eve|rywhere:  ??
       ,           ,        ,          ,         ,
      Vicious,| ungen|tle, foo|lish, blunt,| unkind;
           ,    ,        ,         ,          ,
      Stigma|tical | in ma|king, worse | in mind.
 
LUCIANA
       ,              ,         ,         ,       ,
      Who would | be jea|lous then | of such | a one?
         ,       ,          ,       ,            ,
      No e|vil lost | is wailed,| when it | is gone.
 
ADRIANA
       ,           ,          ,        ,       ,
      Ah but | I think | him bet|ter than | I say;
           ,            ,     ,          ,           ,
      And yet | would here|in o|thers' eyes | were worse:
       ,               ,         ,    T    T   . T
      Far from | her nest | the lap|wing cries away:
           ,       ,                 ,           ,          ,
      My heart | prays for | him, though | my tongue | do curse.
 
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE
             ,         ,          ,       ,                ,
      Here* go:| the desk,| the purse,| sweet now*| make^haste.
 
LUCIANA
       ,                ,           ,
      How hast | thou lost | thy breath?
 
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE
                                             ,         ,
                                         By run|ning fast.
 
ADRIANA
        ,             ,        ,   2    ,        ,
      Where is | thy mas|ter, Dro|mio? Is | he well?
 
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE
       ,             ,       ,        ,            ,
      No, he's | in Tar|tar lim|bo, worse | than hell:
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      A devil | in an e|verlas|ting gar|ment hath || him;
       ,            ,      ,         ,      2            ,
      One | whose hard | heart is | buttoned up | with steel;
          ,        ,       ,     ,          ,
      A fiend,| a fai|ry, pi|tiless | and rough:
          ,          ,        ,       ,         ,
      A wolf,| nay worse,| a fel|low all | in buff:
          ,      ,          ,         ,        ,             2    ,
      A back-|friend, a | shoulder-|clapper,| one that |*countermands  ??
           ,     ,        ,          ,          ,        ,
      The pas|sages | of al|leys, creeks,| and nar|row lands: (hex with prev)
          ,            ,      ,    2       T    T    T          ,
      A hound | that runs | counter and | yet draws dry|foot* well,
       ,      2     ,          ,         ,          T    T    .   T
      One that be|fore the | judgment | carries | poor souls to hell. (hex with prev)
 
ADRIANA
Why man, what is the matter?
 
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE
I do not know the matter: he is rested on the case.
 
ADRIANA
What is he arrested? Tell me at whose suit.
 
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE
I know not at whose suit he is arrested well; but he's in a suit of buff which 'rested him, that can I tell, will you send him mistress redemption, the money in his desk?
 
ADRIANA
           ,         ,         ,       ,       ,
      Go fetch | it sis|ter: this | I won|der at,
            ,       ,         ,           ,        ,
      Thus he | unknown | to me | should be | in debt:
        ,        ,          ,       ,       ,
      Tell me,| was he | arres|ted on | a band?
 
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE  (these are oct)
      ___   __       ,    oo        ,       ,         ,     oo
      Not | on | a band,|    | but on | a stron|ger thing:|
          ,     oo       ,     oo       ,          ,         ,    oo
      A chain,|    | a chain,|    | do you | not hear | it ring.|
 
ADRIANA
What, the chain?
 
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE   (next few lines are oct)
      __   __         ,    oo         ,         ,          ,
      No,| no,| the bell:|    |'tis time | that I | were gone:
      <- ,        ___    ,        ,        oo        ,          ,              ,    oo
        It was || two | ere I | left him,|    | and now | the clock | strikes^one.|
 
ADRIANA
            ,      __     __    oo         ,       ,       ,
      The hours | come | back,|    | that did | I ne|ver hear.
 
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE
      <-    ,        ,     ,      ,       ,          ,           ,         ,      ,
        Oh yes,|| if a|ny ho|ur meet | a ser|geant, he | turns^back | for ve|ry fear.
 
ADRIANA
       ,       __      ,         ,           ,        ,          ,       oo
      As if | Time | were in | debt: how | fondly | dost thou | reason?|
 
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE
            ,      ,      ,          ,           ,        2       ,         ,      o
      Time^is | a ve|ry bank|rupt*, and | owes^more | than he's worth | to sea|son.
      ___     ,       ___    ___         ,          ,          ,    oo
      Nay,| he's a | thief | too:| have you | not heard | men say,|
             ,            ,        ,   __    ___    ___   ___   oo
      That Time | comes^stea|ling on | by | night | and | day?|
         ,    ,        ,         ___     ,       ,          ,       ___
      If I | be in | debt and | theft,| and a | sergeant | in the | way,
            ,        ,       ,          ,        ,     ,      ,    oo
      Hath^he | not rea|son to | turn^back | an ho|ur in | a day?|
 
[Re-enter LUCIANA with a purse]
 
ADRIANA
           ,   2      ,           ,        ,           ,
      Go* Dro|mio, there's | the mo|ney, bear | it straight,
            ,          ,        ,       ,  2    ,
      And bring | thy mas|ter home | imme|diately.
            ,       ,         ,        ,              ,
      Come sis|ter, I | am pressed | down with | conceit:
           ,        ,        ,        ,    ,
      Conceit,| my com|fort and | my in|jury.
 
[Exeunt]

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