_Duke._ One of these men is Genius to the other;
And so of these. Which is the natural man,
And which the spirit? who deciphers them?
_Dro. S._ I, sir, am Dromio: command him away.
_Dro. E._ I, sir, am Dromio: pray, let me stay. 335
_Ant. S._ Ægeon art thou not? or else his ghost?
_Dro. S._ O, my old master! who hath bound him here?
_Abb._ Whoever bound him, I will loose his bonds,
And gain a husband by his liberty.
Speak, old Ægeon, if thou be’st the man 340
That hadst a wife once call’d Æmilia,
That bore thee at a burden two fair sons:
O, if thou be’st the same Ægeon, speak,
And speak unto the same Æmilia!
_Æge._ If I dream not, thou art Æmilia: 345
If thou art she, tell me where is that son
That floated with thee on the fatal raft?
_Abb._ By men of Epidamnum he and I
And the twin Dromio, all were taken up;
But by and by rude fishermen of Corinth 350
By force took Dromio and my son from them,
And me they left with those of Epidamnum.
What then became of them I cannot tell;
I to this fortune that you see me in.
_Duke._ Why, here begins his morning story right: 355
These two Antipholuses, these two so like,
And these two Dromios, one in semblance,--
Besides her urging of her wreck at sea,--
These are the parents to these children,
Which accidentally are met together. 360
Antipholus, thou camest from Corinth first?
_Ant. S._ No, sir, not I; I came from Syracuse.
_Duke._ Stay, stand apart; I know not which is which.
_Ant. E._ I came from Corinth, my most gracious lord,--
_Dro. E._ And I with him. 365
_Ant. E._ Brought to this town by that most famous warrior.
Duke Menaphon, your most renowned uncle.
_Adr._ Which of you two did dine with me to-day?
_Ant. S._ I, gentle mistress.
_Adr._ And are not you my husband?
_Ant. E._ No; I say nay to that. 370
_Ant. S._ And so do I; yet did she call me so:
And this fair gentlewoman, her sister here,
Did call me brother. [_To Lucia._] What I told you then,
I hope I shall have leisure to make good;
If this be not a dream I see and hear. 375
_Ang._ That is the chain, sir, which you had of me.
_Ant. S._ I think it be, sir; I deny it not.
_Ant. E._ And you, sir, for this chain arrested me.
_Ang._ I think I did, sir; I deny it not.
_Adr._ I sent you money, sir, to be your bail, 380
By Dromio; but I think he brought it not.
_Dro. E._ No, none by me.
_Ant. S._ This purse of ducats I received from you,
And Dromio my man did bring them me.
I see we still did meet each other’s man; 385
And I was ta’en for him, and he for me;
And thereupon these ERRORS are arose.
_Ant. E._ These ducats pawn I for my father here.
_Duke._ It shall not need; thy father hath his life.
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