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Adri.
I, I, Antipholus, looke strange and
frowne,
Some other Mistresse hath thy sweet aspects:
I am not Adriana, nor thy wife.
The time was once, when thou vn‑vrg'd wouldst
vow,
That neuer words were musicke to thine eare,
That neuer obiect pleasing in thine eye,
That neuer touch well welcome to thy hand,
That neuer meat sweet‑sauour'd in thy
taste,
Vnlesse I spake, or look'd, or touch'd, or
caru'd to thee.
How comes it now, my Husband, oh how comes it,
That thou art then estranged from thy selfe?