Neither my husband nor the slaue return 'd , That in such haste I sent to seeke his Master ? Sure Luciana it is two a clocke Why should their libertie then ours be more ? Looke when I serue him so , he takes it thus There 's none but asses will be bridled so But were you wedded , you wold bear some sway How if your husband start some other where ? Patience vnmou 'd , no maruel though she pause , They can be meeke , that haue no other cause : A wretched soule bruis 'd with aduersitie , We bid be quiet when we heare it crie . But were we burdned with like waight of paine , As much , or more , we should our selues complaine : So thou that hast no vnkinde mate to greeue thee , With vrging helpelesse patience would releeue me ; But if thou liue to see like right bereft , This foole-beg 'd patience in thee will be left Say , is your tardie master now at hand ? Say , didst thou speake with him ? knowst thou his minde ? By thee , and this thou didst returne from him . That he did buffet thee , and in his blowes , Denied my house for his , me for his wife Come , come , no longer will I be a foole , To put the finger in the eie and weepe ; Whil'st man and Master laughes my woes to scorne : Come sir to dinner , Dromio keepe the gate : Husband Ile dine aboue with you to day , And shriue you of a thousand idle prankes : Sirra , if any aske you for your Master , Say he dines forth , and let no creature enter : Come sister , Dromio play the Porter well I , and let none enter , least I breake your pate Who is that at the doore y keeps all this noise ? Ah Luciana , did he tempt thee so ? Might'st thou perceiue austeerely in his eie , That he did plead in earnest , yea or no : Look 'd he or red or pale , or sad or merrily ? What obseruation mad'st thou in this case ? Oh , his hearts Meteors tilting in his face He meant he did me none : the more my spight And true he swore , though yet forsworne hee were And what said he ? With what perswasion did he tempt thy loue ? Did'st speake him faire ? I cannot , nor I will not hold me still . My tongue , though not my heart , shall haue his will . He is deformed , crooked , old , and sere , Ill-fac 'd , worse bodied , shapelesse euery where : Vicious , vngentle , foolish , blunt , vnkinde , Stigmaticall in making worse in minde Ah but I thinke him better then I say : And yet would herein others eies were worse : Farre from her nest the Lapwing cries away ; My heart praies for him , though my tongue doe curse . Where is thy Master Dromio ? Is he well ? Why man , what is the matter ? What is he arrested ? tell me at whose suite ? Go fetch it Sister : this I wonder at . Exit Luciana . Thus he vnknowne to me should be in debt : Tell me , was he arested on a band ? The houres come backe , that did I neuer here Go Dromio , there 's the monie , beare it straight , And bring thy Master home imediately . Come sister , I am prest downe with conceit : Conceit , my comfort and my iniurie . Enter . Enter Antipholus Siracusia . There 's not a man I meete but doth salute me As if I were their well acquainted friend , And euerie one doth call me by my name : Some tender monie to me , some inuite me ; Some other giue me thankes for kindnesses ; Some offer me Commodities to buy . Euen now a tailor cal 'd me in his shop , And show 'd me Silkes that he had bought for me , And therewithall tooke measure of my body . Sure these are but imaginarie wiles , And lapland Sorcerers inhabite here . Oh that thou wer't not , poore distressed soule O husband , God doth know you din 'd at home Where would you had remain 'd vntill this time , Free from these slanders , and this open shame Is't good to sooth him in these contraries ? Alas , I sent you Monie to redeeme you , By Dromio heere , who came in hast for it I did not gentle husband locke thee forth Dissembling Villain , thou speak'st false in both Oh binde him , binde him , let him not come neere me What wilt thou do , thou peeuish Officer ? Hast thou delight to see a wretched man Do outrage and displeasure to himselfe ? I will discharge thee ere I go from thee , Beare me forthwith vnto his Creditor , And knowing how the debt growes I will pay it . Good Master Doctor see him safe conuey 'd Home to my house , oh most vnhappy day Go beare him hence , sister go you with me : Say now , whose suite is he arrested at ? I know the man : what is the summe he owes ? Say , how growes it due He did bespeake a Chain for me , but had it not It may be so , but I did neuer see it . Come Iailor , bring me where the Goldsmith is , I long to know the truth heereof at large . And come with naked swords , Let 's call more helpe to haue them bound againe . Runne all out . Hold , hurt him not for God sake , he is mad , Some get within him , take his sword away : Binde Dromio too , and beare them to my house To fetch my poore distracted husband hence , Let vs come in , that we may binde him fast , And beare him home for his recouerie This weeke he hath beene heauie , sower sad , And much different from the man he was : But till this afternoone his passion Ne 're brake into extremity of rage To none of these , except it be the last , Namely , some loue that drew him oft from home Why so I did As roughly as my modestie would let me And in assemblies too It was the copie of our Conference . In bed he slept not for my vrging it , At boord he fed not for my vrging it : Alone , it was the subiect of my Theame : In company I often glanced it : Still did I tell him , it was vilde and bad I will attend my husband , be his nurse , Diet his sicknesse , for it is my Office , And will haue no atturney but my selfe , And therefore let me haue him home with me I will not hence , and leaue my husband heere : And ill it doth beseeme your holinesse To separate the husband and the wife Come go , I will fall prostrate at his feete , And neuer rise vntill my teares and prayers Haue won his grace to come in person hither , And take perforce my husband from the Abbesse Iustice most sacred Duke against the Abbesse May it please your Grace , Antipholus my husba d , Who I made Lord of me , and all I had , At your important Letters this ill day , A most outragious fit of madnesse tooke him : That desp'rately he hurried through the streete , With him his bondman , all as mad as he , Doing displeasure to the Citizens , By rushing in their houses : bearing thence Rings , Iewels , any thing his rage did like . Once did I get him bound , and sent him home , Whil'st to take order for the wrongs I went , That heere and there his furie had committed , Anon I wot not , by what strong escape He broke from those that had the guard of him , And with his mad attendant and himselfe , Each one with irefull passion , with drawne swords Met vs againe , and madly bent on vs Chac 'd vs away : till raising of more aide We came againe to binde them : then they fled Into this Abbey , whether we pursu 'd them , And heere the Abbesse shuts the gates on vs , And will not suffer vs to fetch him out , Nor send him forth , that we may beare him hence . Therefore most gracious Duke with thy command , Let him be brought forth , and borne hence for helpe Peace foole , thy Master and his man are here , And that is false thou dost report to vs Ay me , it is my husband : witnesse you , That he is borne about inuisible , Euen now we hous 'd him in the Abbey heere . And now he 's there , past thought of humane reason . No my good Lord . My selfe , he , and my sister , To day did dine together : so befall my soule , As this is false he burthens me withall I see two husbands , or mine eyes deceiue me Which of you two did dine with me to day ? And are not you my husband ? I sent you monie sir to be your baile By Dromio , but I thinke he brought it not