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Enter ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE enters.





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ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
There’s not a man I meet but doth salute me
As if I were their well-acquainted friend,
And every one doth call me by my name.
Some tender money to me; some invite me;
Some other give me thanks for kindnesses;
Some offer me commodities to buy.
Even now a tailor called me in his shop
And showed me silks that he had bought for me,
And therewithal took measure of my body.
Sure, these are but imaginary wiles,
And lapland sorcerers inhabit here.
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
Every person I meet greets me like an old friend, and every one of them knows my name. Some of them give me money, some invite me places, some thank me for the kind things I’ve done for them, some try to sell me things. Just now a tailor showed me fabrics he bought especially for me and then started to take my measurements. These are tricks of the imagination, and this place is filled with magicians.
Enter DROMIO OF SYRACUSE
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE enters.

DROMIO OF SYRACUSE
Master, here’s The gold you sent me for. What, have you got the picture of old Adam new-appareled?
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE

ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
What gold is this? What Adam dost thou mean?
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
What gold is this? Who’s this Adam you speak of?

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DROMIO OF SYRACUSE
Not that Adam that kept the Paradise, but that Adam that keeps the prison; he that goes in the calf’s skin that was killed for the Prodigal; he that came behind you, sir, like an evil angel, and bid you forsake your liberty.
DROMIO OF SYRACUSE
Not the Adam from the garden of Eden, but the Adam from the jailhouse. The one that wears leather clothes. The one that grabbed you and arrested you.

ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
I understand thee not.
ANTIPHOLUS OF SYRACUSE
I don’t know what you’re talking about.

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The Comedy of Errors (No Fear Shakespeare)