E.Ant. I thinke thou art an a.s.se
E.Dro. Marry so it doth appeare By the wrongs I suffer, and the blowes I beare, I should kicke being kickt, and being at that pa.s.se, You would keepe from my heeles, and beware of an a.s.se
E.An. Y"are sad signior Balthazar, pray G.o.d our cheer May answer my good will, and your good welcom here
Bal. I hold your dainties cheap sir, & your welcom deer
E.An. Oh signior Balthazar, either at flesh or fish, A table full of welcome, makes scarce one dainty dish
Bal. Good meat sir is co[m]mon that euery churle affords
Anti. And welcome more common, for thats nothing but words
Bal. Small cheere and great welcome, makes a merrie feast
Anti. I, to a n.i.g.g.ardly Host, and more sparing guest: But though my cates be meane, take them in good part, Better cheere may you haue, but not with better hart.
But soft, my doore is lockt; goe bid them let vs in
E.Dro. Maud, Briget, Marian, Cisley, Gillian, Ginn
S.Dro. Mome, Malthorse, Capon, c.o.xcombe, Idiot, Patch, Either get thee from the dore, or sit downe at the hatch: Dost thou coniure for wenches, that y calst for such store, When one is one too many, goe get thee from the dore
E.Dro. What patch is made our Porter? my Master stayes in the street
S.Dro. Let him walke from whence he came, lest hee catch cold on"s feet
E.Ant. Who talks within there? hoa, open the dore
S.Dro. Right sir, Ile tell you when, and you"ll tell me wherefore
Ant. Wherefore? for my dinner: I haue not din"d to day
S.Dro. Nor to day here you must not come againe when you may
Anti. What art thou that keep"st mee out from the howse I owe?
S.Dro. The Porter for this time Sir, and my name is Dromio
E.Dro. O villaine, thou hast stolne both mine office and my name, The one nere got me credit, the other mickle blame: If thou hadst beene Dromio to day in my place, Thou wouldst haue chang"d thy face for a name, or thy name for an a.s.se.
Enter Luce.
Luce. What a coile is there Dromio? who are those at the gate?
E.Dro. Let my Master in Luce
Luce. Faith no, hee comes too late, and so tell your Master
E.Dro. O Lord I must laugh, haue at you with a Prouerbe, Shall I set in my staffe
Luce. Haue at you with another, that"s when? can you tell?
S.Dro. If thy name be called Luce, Luce thou hast answer"d him well
Anti. Doe you heare you minion, you"ll let vs in I hope?
Luce. I thought to haue askt you
S.Dro. And you said no
E.Dro. So come helpe, well strooke, there was blow for blow
Anti. Thou baggage let me in
Luce. Can you tell for whose sake?
E.Drom. Master, knocke the doore hard
Luce. Let him knocke till it ake
Anti. You"ll crie for this minion, if I beat the doore downe
Luce. What needs all that, and a paire of stocks in the towne?
Enter Adriana.
Adr. Who is that at the doore y keeps all this noise?
S.Dro. By my troth your towne is troubled with vnruly boies
Anti. Are you there Wife? you might haue come before
Adri. Your wife sir knaue? go get you from the dore
E.Dro. If you went in paine Master, this knaue wold goe sore
Angelo. Heere is neither cheere sir, nor welcome, we would faine haue either
Baltz. In debating which was best, wee shall part with neither
E.Dro. They stand at the doore, Master, bid them welcome hither
Anti. There is something in the winde, that we cannot get in
E.Dro. You would say so Master, if your garments were thin.
Your cake here is warme within: you stand here in the cold.
It would make a man mad as a Bucke to be so bought and sold
Ant. Go fetch me something, Ile break ope the gate
S.Dro. Breake any breaking here, and Ile breake your knaues pate
E.Dro. A man may breake a word with your sir, and words are but winde: I and breake it in your face, so he break it not behinde
S.Dro. It seemes thou want"st breaking, out vpon thee hinde