For, wandering into the country--to tell you the truth--
Where torrents of rain had been falling, not far from the the town, the
Epidamnian stepped in a freshet, and thought himself still able
To cross as of old. None the less, as he got out of breath,
The current caught quickly the kidnapper's feet, and pulled down the
Epidamnian--down to the place where they act his third syllable.
So from him the young man inherits a whale of a fortune,
And there is the house where the rich kidnapped twin is now dwelling.
The other twin, living in Syracuse--pray don't importune,
For I've not forgotten it--comes with his slave now today
To seek out his twin brother here, as you've just heard me telling.
This town's Epidamnus in the present play,
In other plays the city's changed straightway;
So with the families in these two houses,
Where now Menaechmus dwells and now he souses.
There's Shakespeare's The Comedy of Errors--and then there's the source: Plautus' The Menaechmi. Two identical twins with the same name, separated around the age of seven, endure a series of unbelievable cases of mistaken identity as they go about attempting to practice deceit on those around them. In fact, the play has no character without devious intentions or a shady background. It's as interesting for what it says about Roman society as for what it dramatically presents.
Though the trope of identical twins reuniting is ripe after so many centuries, the play is still funny. The pacing is quick and the whole drama is played for laughs; there's no serious attempt at attaching a deep moral lesson to anyone or to any of the action.
Definitely worthy of a read--followed by a re-read of Comedy of Errors...