The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 08 — John Shaqi
The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 08Dryden, John
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The works of John Dryden, now first collected in eighteen volumes. Volume 08
Dryden, John
English drama -- 17th century
_Sos._ The door is peremptory, that it will not be opened without keys;
and my brother on the inside is in possession, and will not part with
them.
_Amph._ Then 'tis manifest that I am affronted.--Break open the door
there.
_Grip._ Stir not a man of you to his assistance.
_Amph._ Dost thou take part with my adulteress too, because she is thy
niece?
_Grip._ I take part with nothing, but the law; and, to break the doors
open, is to break the law.
_Amph._ Do thou command them then.
_Grip._ I command nothing without my warrant; and my clerk is not here
to take his fees for drawing it.
_Amph._ [_Aside._] The devil take all justice-brokers! I curse him too,
when I have been hunting him all over the town, to be my witness! But
I'll bring soldiers, to force open the doors, by my own commission.
[_Exit_ AMPH.
_Sos._ Pox o' these forms of law, to defeat a man of a dinner, when
he's sharp set! 'Tis against the privilege of a free-born stomach; and
is no less than subversion of fundamentals. [JUPITER _above in the
Balcony_.
_Jup._ Oh, my friends, I am sorry I have made you wait so long: you are
welcome; and the door shall be opened to you immediately.
[_Exit_ JUPITER.
_Grip._ Was not that Amphitryon?
_Sos._ Why, who should it be else?
_Grip._ In all appearance it was he; but how got be thither?
_Pol._ In such a trice too!
_Tran._ And after he had just left us!
_Grip._ And so much altered, for the better, in his humour!
_Sos._ Here's such a company of foolish questions, when a man's hungry!
You had best stay dinner, till he has proved himself to be Amphitryon
in form of law: but I'll make short work of that business; for I'll
take mine oath 'tis he.
_Grip._ I should be glad it were.
_Sos._ How! glad it were? with your damned interrogatories, when you
ought to be thankful, that so it is.
_Grip._ [_Aside._] That I may see my mistress Phædra, and present her
with my great gold goblet.
_Sos._ If this be not the true Amphitryon, I wish I may be kept without
doors, fasting, and biting my own fingers, for want of victuals; and
that's a dreadful imprecation! I am for the inviting, and eating, and
treating Amphitryon; I am sure 'tis he that is my lawfully begotten
lord; and, if you had an ounce of true justice in you, you ought to
have laid hold on the other Amphitryon, and committed him for a rogue,
and an impostor, and a vagabond. [_The Door is opened._
_Merc._ [_From within._] Enter quickly, masters: The passage, on the
right hand, leads to the gallery, where my lord expects you; for I am
called another way.
[GRIPUS, TRANIO, _and_ POLIDAS, _go into the House_.
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