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And I think, if my breast had not been made of faith, and my heart of steel,

She had transform’d me to a curtal dog, and made me turn i’ th’ wheel.

S. Ant.

Go hie thee presently, post to the road,

And if the wind blow any way from shore,

I will not harbor in this town to-night.

If any bark put forth, come to the mart,

Where I will walk till thou return to me.

If every one knows us, and we know none,

’Tis time, I think, to trudge, pack, and be gone.

S. Dro.

As from a bear a man would run for life,

So fly I from her that would be my wife.

Exit.

S. Ant.

There’s none but witches do inhabit here,

And therefore ’tis high time that I were hence.

She that doth call me husband, even my soul

Doth for a wife abhor. But her fair sister,

Possess’d with such a gentle sovereign grace,

Of such enchanting presence and discourse,

Hath almost made me traitor to myself;

But lest myself be guilty to self-wrong,

I’ll stop mine ears against the mermaid’s song.

Enter Angelo with the chain.

Ang.

Master Antipholus—