_Cour._ Sir, I must have that diamond from you. 390 _Ant. E._ There, take it; and much thanks for my good cheer. _Abb._ Renowned Duke, vouchsafe to take the pains To go with us into the abbey here, And hear at large discoursed all our fortunes;-- And all that are assembled in this place, 395 That by this sympathized one day’s error Have suffer’d wrong, go keep us company, And we shall make full satisfaction.-- Thirty-three years have I but gone in travail Of you, my sons; and till this present hour 400 My heavy burthen ne’er delivered. The Duke, my husband, and my children both, And you the calendars of their nativity, Go to a gossips’ feast, and go with me; After so long grief, such nativity! 405 _Duke._ With all my heart, I’ll gossip at this feast. [_Exeunt all but Ant. S., Ant. E., Dro. S., and Dro. E._ _Dro. S._ Master, shall I fetch your stuff from ship-board? _Ant. E._ Dromio, what stuff of mine hast thou embark’d? _Dro. S._ Your goods that lay at host, sir, in the Centaur. _Ant. S._ He speaks to me. --I am your master, Dromio: 410 Come, go with us; we’ll look to that anon: Embrace thy brother there; rejoice with him. [_Exeunt Ant. S. and Ant. E._ _Dro. S._ There is a fat friend at your master’s house, That kitchen’d me for you to-day at dinner: She now shall be my sister, not my wife. 415 _Dro. E._ Methinks you are my glass, and not my brother: I see by you I am a sweet-faced youth. Will you walk in to see their gossiping? _Dro. S._ Not I, sir; you are my elder. _Dro. E._ That’s a question: how shall we try it? 420 _Dro. S._ We’ll draw cuts for the senior: till then lead thou first. _Dro. E._ Nay, then, thus:-- We came into the world like brother and brother; And now let’s go hand in hand, not one before another. [_Exeunt._ NOTES: V, 1.