Page 1699 - Shakespeare - Vol. 1
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As all the metal in your shop will answer.
ANGELO
Sir, sir, I shall have law in Ephesus,
To your notorious shame, I doubt it not.
Enter Dromio of Syracuse from the bay.
DROMIO S.
Master, there’s a bark of Epidamnum [85]
That stays but till her owner comes aboard,
And then she bears away. Our fraughtage, sir,
I have conveyed aboard, and I have bought
The oil, the balsamum, and aqua-vitae.
The ship is in her trim; the merry wind [90]
Blows fair from land. They stay for naught at all
But for their owner, master, and yourself.
ANTIPHOLUS E.
How now? A madman? Why, thou peevish sheep,
What ship of Epidamnum stays for me?
DROMIO S.
A ship you sent me to, to hire waftage. [95]
ANTIPHOLUS E.
Thou drunken slave, I sent thee for a rope,
And told thee to what purpose, and what end.
DROMIO S.
You sent me for a rope’s end as soon.
You sent me to the bay, sir, for a bark.
ANTIPHOLUS E.
I will debate this matter at more leisure, [100]
And teach your ears to list me with more heed.
To Adriana, villain, hie thee straight.
Give her this key, and tell her in the desk
That’s covered o’er with Turkish tapestry
There is a purse of ducats. Let her send it. [105]
