Farewell till then. I will go lose myself

Antipholus of Syracuse
Farewell till then. I will go lose myself
And wander up and down to view the city.
First Merchant
Sir, I commend you to your own content.
 He exits.

I to the world am like a drop of water,
That in the ocean seeks another drop

Antipholus of Syracuse
He that commends me to mine own content,
Commends me to the thing I cannot get:
I to the world am like a drop of water,
That in the ocean seeks another drop,
Who, falling there to find his fellow forth
(Unseen, inquisitive), confounds himself.Simile
So I, to find a mother and a brother,
In quest of them (unhappy), ah, lose myself.

 Enter Dromio of Ephesus.

Here comes the almanac of my true date.—
What now? How chance thou art returned so soon?
Dromio of Ephesus 
Returned so soon? Rather approached too late!
The capon burns; the pig falls from the spit;
The clock hath strucken twelve upon the bell;
My mistress made it one upon my cheek.
She is so hot because the meat is cold;
The meat is cold because you come not home;
You come not home because you have no stomach;
You have no stomach, having broke your fast.Anadiplosis
But we that know what ’tis to fast and pray
Are penitent for your default today.
Antipholus of Syracuse
Stop in your wind, sir. Tell me this, I pray:
Where have you left the money that I gave you?