Adr. Oh! that 'twere dawn.

Enter Luciana.

Now-what tidings, sister?

Luc. Alas! the darkness of the night precludes

our search.

Adr. All dreary, dark, and yet, in yonder east, Am I deceived, or do I not behold

Bright, glimmering streaks?-Oh yes,-and hark!
I hear morn's tuneful harbinger!

SONG, Adriana.-(Venus and Adonis.)

Lo! here the gentle lark, weary of rest,
From his moist cabinet mounts up on high,
And wakes the morning, from whose silver breast
The sun ariseth in true majesty.

[Exeunt, after Song.

Re-enter Chares and Angelo.

Cha. "Tis he! observe

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Ang. E'en so-and that same bracelet on his arm. Ang. Which he forswore most monstrously to have. Good sir, draw near to me: I'll speak to him.

Enter Antipholis of Syracuse, and Dromio of Syracuse.

Signor Antipholis, I wonder much

That you would put me to this shame and trouble,

And not without some scandal to yourself,
With circumstance and oatbs so to deny
This bracelet which you wear so openly.
Besides the charge, the shame, imprisonment,
You have done wrong to this my honest friend;
Who, but for staying on our controversy,
Had hoisted sail, and put to sea to-day.

This jewel you had of me : Can you deny it?

Ant. of Syr. I know I had: I never did deny it. Cha. Yes, that you did, sir, and forswore it too. Ant. of Syr. Who heard me to deny, or to forswear it?

Cha. These ears of mine, thou knowest well, did

hear thee.

Fy on thee, wretch! 'tis pity that thou liv'st,

To walk where any honest men resort.

I'll

Ant. of Syr. Thou art a villain to impeach

me thus:

prove mine honour and mine honesty

Against thee, with my life, if thou dar'st stand it, [Draws.]

Cha. [Draws.] I dare, and do defy thee for a villain.

Enter Adriana, Luciana, Lesbia, and Doctor

Adr.

Pinch's Servants.

Hold! hurt him not, for heaven's sake; he's mad.

Dr. of Syr. Run, master, run, for heaven's sake:

take house :

This is some priory ;-in, or we are spoil❜d.

[Exeunt into the Abbey. Adr. Pursue them, I beseech ye:-bring them back.

Enter the Abbess and two Sisters, from the Abbey.

Abbess. Be quiet, people! wherefore throng ye hither?

Adr. To fetch my poor distracted husband hence. Let us come in, that we may bind fast,

And bear him home for his recovery.

Ang. I knew, he was not in his perfect wits.
Cha. I'm sorry now that I did draw upon him.
Abbess. How long hath this possession held
the man?

Adr. This week he hath been heavy, sour, and sad,
And much, much different from the man he was:
But, till this afternoon, his fatal passion
Ne'er broke into extremity of rage.

Abbess. Hath he not lost much wealth by wreck at sea?

Buried some dear friend? Hath not else his eye
Stray'd his affection in unlawful love?

A sin, prevailing much in youthful men,
Who give their eyes the liberty of gazing!—
Which of these sorrows is he subject to ?

Adr. To none of them, except it be the last; Namely, some love that drew him oft from home.

Abbess. You should for that have reprehended

him.

Adr. Why, so I did.

Abbess. Ay, but not rough enough.

Adr. As roughly as my modesty would let me.

Abbess. Haply, in private.

Adr. And in assemblies too.

Abbess. Ay, but not enough.

Adr. It was the copy of our conference:
In bed he slept not, for my urging it;
At board he fed not, for my urging it;
Alone, it was the subject of my theme:
In company, I often glanc'd at it;

Still did I tell him, it was vile and base.

Abbess. And therefore came it that the man was

mad.

The venom'd clamours of a jealous woman
Poison more deadly than a mad dog's tooth.
It seems, his sleeps were hinder'd by thy railing;
And therefore comes it that his head is light:
Thou say'st, his meat was sauc'd with thy upbraidings;
Unquiet meals make ill digestions;

Thereof the raging fire of fever 's bred:

And what's a fever, but a fit of madness?

Thou say'st, his sports were hinder'd with thy brawls ;
Sweet recreation barr'd, what doth ensue,

But moody, mopish, and dull melancholy,
Kinsman to grim and comfortless despair?
And, at her heels, a huge infectious troop
Of pale distemperatures and foes to life?
L

The consequence is then, thy jealousies
Have scar'd thy husband from his better sense.
Luc. She never reprehended him but gently,
When he demean'd himself rough, rude, and wild.
Why bear you these rebukes, and answer not?

Adr. She did betray me to my own reproof.
Good people, enter, and lay hold on him.

Abbess. No, not a creature enters in my house. Adr. Then let your servants bring my husband

forth.

Abbess. Neither: he took this place for sanctuary; And it shall privilege him from your hands, 'Till I have brought him to his wits again, Or lose my labour in essaying it.

Adr. I will attend my husband; be his nurse, Diet his sickness; for it is my office;

And therefore let me have him home with me,
Abbess. Be patient; for I will not let him stir,
'Till I have us'd th' approved means I know,
With wholesome syrups, drugs, and holy prayers,
To bring him to his former state again.
It is a branch and parcel of my oath,
A charitable duty of my order;

Therefore depart, and leave him here with me.

Adr. I will not hence, and leave my husband here, And ill it doth beseem your holiness,

To separate the husband and the wife.

Abbess. Be quiet, and depart: thou shalt not have him.

[Exeunt Abbess and Sisters into the Priory.