Give me the ring of mine you had at dinner, Or, for my diamond, the chain you promised, And I’ll be gone, sir, and not trouble you.
Give me the ring of mine that you took at dinner, Or, for my diamond, the necklace you promised, And I’ll leave, sir, and not bother you.
The Courtezan · Act 4, Scene 3
The courtesan confronts Antipholus of Syracuse, demanding back a ring she claims he took from her at dinner — but he has never met her before. The moment works because it shows how the play's confusion spreads like infection; even strangers believe they know each other, and objects move between hands as if they have a life of their own. Identity, in this world, is whatever other people insist it is.
Now, out of doubt Antipholus is mad, Else would he never so demean himself. A ring he hath of mine worth forty ducats, And for the same he promised me a chain: Both one and other he denies me now. The reason that I gather he is mad, Besides this present instance of his rage, Is a mad tale he told to-day at dinner, Of his own doors being shut against his entrance. Belike his wife, acquainted with his fits, On purpose shut the doors against his way. My way is now to hie home to his house, And tell his wife that, being lunatic, He rush’d into my house and took perforce My ring away. This course I fittest choose; For forty ducats is too much to lose.
Now it’s clear Antipholus is crazy, Otherwise, he wouldn’t act like this. He has a ring of mine worth forty ducats, And for that, he promised me a chain: Now he denies both the ring and the chain. The reason I think he’s mad, Besides this current act of rage, Is a crazy story he told at dinner today, About his own doors being shut in his face. Maybe his wife, knowing about his temper, Shut the doors on purpose to stop him. Now I’ll go to his house, And tell his wife that, because he’s crazy, He rushed into my house and took my ring by force. This is the best course for me to take; Forty ducats is too much to lose.
The Courtezan · Act 4, Scene 3
The courtesan resolves to tell Antipholus of Ephesus's wife that her 'husband' is mad and stole her ring, planning to profit from the chaos by claiming he's dangerous. The soliloquy matters because it shows how the play's errors metastasize into deliberate lies; seeing confusion, people don't investigate, they exploit it. A false accusation of madness, repeated loudly enough, becomes the truth that matters more than what actually happened.
He did, and from my finger snatch’d that ring.
He did, and took that ring right off my finger.
The Courtezan · Act 5, Scene 1
The courtesan testifies that Antipholus of Ephesus stole her ring, cementing the false narrative that he is mad and dangerous. The line matters because it is the moment a lie becomes evidence; her testimony, given in front of the Duke, moves from gossip to legal fact. Once enough people agree on a story, it doesn't matter what the truth was.