Ay, ay, Antipholus, look strange and frown

Ay, ay, Antipholus, look strange and frown.
Some other mistress hath thy sweet aspects.
I am not Adriana, nor thy wife.The time was onceHyperbaton when thou unurged wouldst vowAnastrophe
That never words were music to thine ear,
That never object pleasing in thine eye,
That never touch well welcome to thy hand,
That never meat sweet-savored in thy taste,Anaphora
Unless I spake, or looked, or touched, or carved to thee.Polysyndeton

How comes it now, my husband, O, how comes it
That thou art then estrangèd from thyself?
“Thyself” I call it, being strange to me,
That, undividable, incorporate

How comes it now, my husband, O, how comes it
That thou art then estrangèd from thyself?Epimone
“Thyself” I call it, being strange to me,
That, undividable, incorporate,
Am better than thy dear self's better part.Epanalepsis
Ah, do not tear away thyself from me!
For know, my love, as easy mayst thou fall
A drop of water in the breaking gulf,
And take unmingled thence that drop again
Without addition or diminishing,
As take from me thyself and not me too.Hyperbaton & Simile
How dearly would it touch thee to the quick,
Shouldst thou but hear I were licentious
And that this body, consecrate to thee,
By ruffian lust should be contaminate!Hyperbaton
Wouldst thou not spit at me, and spurn at me,
AnaphoraAnd hurl the name of husband in my face,
And tear the stained skin off my harlot brow,
And from my false hand cut the wedding ring,
And break it with a deep-divorcing vow?Rhetorical Question, Polysyndeton & Epistrophe
I know thou canst, and therefore see thou do it.
I am possessed with an adulterate blot;
My blood is mingled with the crime of lust;Synecdoche
For if we two be one, and thou play false,
I do digest the poison of thy flesh,
Being strumpeted by thy contagion.Metaphor
Keep then fair leagueHyperbaton and truce with thy true bed,Alliteration
I live distained, thou undishonorèd.Ellipsis