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ROBIN, Page to Palstaff.
SIMPLE, Servant to Slender.
RUGBY, Servant to Dr. Caius. st their deserts, SLENDBR, Cousin to Shallow,
Mrs. FORD. de + all jars, PAGE,
Mrs. PAGE. e solemnity. William Page, a Boy, Son to Mr. Page.
Mrs. ANNE PAGE, her Daughter, in love with I dare be bold Sir Hugh Evans, a Welch Parson.
Mrs. QUICKLY, Servant to Dr. Caius.
Servants to Page, Ford, &c.
Scene, Windsor ; and the parts adjacent. pat saying!
as we pass alone, th fortuned.
Mr. POBB; }Two Gentlemen dwelling at Windsor.
grace in him; 1
nce, but to hear red:
shall be your 1 happiness. Eront
shall desire to hear the fear of Got, and not to hear ACT I.
a riot; take your vizaments in that.
Shal. Ha ! o' my life, if I were young again, the SCENE I.-H'indsor.- Before Page's House.
sword should end it. Enter Justice SHALLOW, SLENDER, and Sir• HUGH
Eva. It is pelter that friends is the sword, and EVANS.
end it: and there is also another device in my
prain, which, peradventure, prings goot discretions Shal. Sir Hagh, persuade me not, I will make a with it: there is Anne Page, which is daughter to Star-chamber matter of it: if he were twenty Sir master George Page, which is pretty virginity, John Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, Slen. Mistress Anne Page? She lias brown hair, Esquire.
and speaks small + like a woman. Slen. In the county of Gloster, justice of peace, Era. It is that fery verson for all the 'orld, as just and coram.
as you will desire; and seven hundred pounds of Shal. Ay, cousin Slender, and Cust-alorum +. monies, and gold, and silver, is her grandsire, upon
Slen. Ay, and ratolorum too ; and a gentleman his death's bed, (Got deliver to a joyful resurrecborn, master parson ; who writes himself armigero; tions !) give, when she is able to overtake seventeen in any bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, ar- years old : it were a goot motion, if we leave our migero.
pribbles and prabbles, and desire a marriage between Shal. Ay, that we do; and have done any time master Abraham, and mistress Anne Page. these three hundred years.
Shal. Did her grandsire leave her seven hundred Slen. All his successors, gone before him, have pound? done't; and all his ancestors, that come after him, Eva. Ay, and her father is make her a petter may: they may give the dozen white luces in their penny. coat.
Shal. I know the young gentlewoman; she has Shal. It is an old coat.
good gifts. Eva. The dozen white louses do become an old Eva. Seven hundred pounds, and possibilities, is coat well; it agrees well, passant: it is a familiar good gifts. beast to man, and signifies-love.
Shal. Well, let us see honest master Page :-Is Shal. The luce is the fresh fish; the salt fish is Falstaff there? an old coat.
Eva. Shall I tell you a lie? I do despise a liar, as Slen. I may quarter, coz !
I do despise one that is false ; or as I despise one Shal. You may, by marrying.
that is not true. The knight, Sir John, is there; and, Eva. It is marring, indeed, if he quarter it. I beseech you be ruled by your well willers. Shal. Not a whit.
will peat the door (Knocks) for master Page. What,
1 Page. Who's there?
ihat, peradventures, shall tell you another tale, if Shal. The Council ó shall hear it; it is a riot. matters grow to your likings. Eva. It is not meet the Council hear a riot; there Page. I am glad to see your worship's well : 1 is no fear of Got in a riot; the Council, look you, thank you for my venison, master Shallow.
Shal. Master Page, I am glad to see you ; much • A title formerly appropriated to chaplains. good do it your good heart ! I wish'd your venison + Custos rotulorum.
better; it was ill killd :-How doth good mistress I will say, marry trap, with you, if you run the nutPage ?-And I love you always with my heart, la ; hook's humour on me; that is the very note of it. with my heart.
Slen. By this hat, then he in the red face had it: Page. Sir, I thank you.
for though I cannot remeiner what I did when Shal. Sir, I thank you ; by yea and no, I do. you made me drunk, yet I am not altogether an ass. Page. I am glad to see you, good master Slender. Fal. What say you, Scarlet and John ?
Slen. How does your fallow greyhound, Sir ? I Bard. Why, Sir, for my part, I say, the gentle. heard say, he was out-run on Cotsale..
man had drunk himself out of his tive sentences. Page. It could not be judged, Sir.
Eva. It is bis five senses : tie, what the ignorance is! Slen. You'll not confess, you'll not confess.
Bard. And being fapt, Sir, was, as they say, Shal. That he will not ;-'tis your fault, 'uis your cashier'd ; and so conclusions pass'd the careires. fault :-'tis a good dog.
Slen. Ay, you spake in Latin then too; but 'uis no Page. A cur, Sir.
matter: I'll ne'er be drunk whilst I live again, but Shal. Sir, he's a good dog, and a fair dog :-Can in honest, civil, godly company, for this trick: if I there be inore said? He is good, and fair.-Is Sir be drunk, I'll be drunk with those that have the John Falstaff here?
fear of God, and not with drunken knaves. Page. Sir, he is within ; and I would I could do
Era. So Gol 'udge me, that is a virtuous mind. a good otfice between you.
Fal. You hear all these matters denied, gentieEva. It is spoke as a Christians ought to speak. men; you hear it. Shal. He hath wrong'd me, master Page.
Enter Mistress ANNE PACB with Wine; Mistress Page. Sir, he doth in some sort confess it. Shal. If it be confess'd, it is not redress'd; is not
Forv and Mistress Page jollouing. that so, master Page? He hath wrong'd me; in. Page. Nay, daughter, carry the wine in; we'll deed, he hath ;-al a word, he hath ;-believe me; drink within.
(Erit Anne Page. -Robert Shallow, esquire, saith, he is wrong'd. Slen. ( heaven! This is mistress Anne Page. Page. Here comes Sir John.
Page. How now, mistress Ford ?
Fal. Mistress Ford, hy my troth, you are very Enter Sir John FALSTAFF, BARDOLPI, Nym, and
well met: by your leave, good mistress. PISTOL.
(Kissing her. Fal. Now, inaster Shallow; yon'll complain of me Page. Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome : to the King ?
Come, we have a hot venison pasty to dinner; come, Shal. Knight, you have beaten my men, kill'd my gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all undeer, and broke open my lodge.
kindness. Fal. But not kisa'd your keeper's daughter?
Exeunt all but Shal. Slender, and Evans. Shul. Tut, a pin! This shall be answer'd.
Slon. I had rather than forty shillings, I had my Fal. I will answer it straight; I have done all book of Songs and Sonnets here :this That is now answerd. Shal. The Council shall know this.
Enter SIMPLE. Fal. "Twere better for you, if it were known in How now, Simple! Where have you been? I must counsel : you'll be laughed at.
wait on mysell, must I? You have not The Book of Eva. Pauca verba, Sir John, good worts.
Riddles about you, have you? Fal. Good wortet! Good cabbage.--Slender, I Sim. Book of Riddles! Why,did you not lend it to broke your head; What matter have you against ine? Alice Shortcake upon Allhallowmas last, a fortnight
Slen. Marry, Sir, I have matter in my head against afore Michaelmas ? you; and against your coney-catching I rascals, Bar- Shal. Come, coz; come, coz; we stay for you. A dolph, Nym, and Pistol. They carried me to the word with you, coz: marry, this, coz; there is, as tavern, and made me drunk, and afterwards pick'd 'twere, a tender, a kind of iender, made afar off by my pocket.
Sir Hugh here ;-Do you understand me? Bar. You Banbury cheese 3:
Slen. Ay, Sir, you shall find me reasonable; if it Slen. Ay, it is no matter.
I shall do that that is reason. Pist. How now, Mephostophilus ||?
Shal. Nay, but understand me. Slen. Ay, it is no matter.
Slen. So I do, Sir. Nym. Slice, I say! Pauca, pauca T; slice! That's Eva. Give ear to his motions, master Slender: 1 my humour.
will description the matter to you, if you be capacity Slen. Where's Simple, my man? Can you tell, of it. cousin ?
Slen. Nay, I will do as my cousin Shallow says: Eva. Peace : I pray you ! Now let us understand : I pray you, pardon me! He's a justice of peace in there is three umpires in this matter, as I under- his country, simple though I stand here. stand : that is-master Page, fidelicet, master Page: Eva. But this is not the question ; the question is and there is myself, fidelicet, myself; and the three concerning your marriage. party is, lastly and finally, mine host of the Garter. Shal. Ay, there's the point, Sir.
Page. We three, to hear it, and end it between Eva. Marry, is it; the very point of it; to misthem.
tress Anne Page. Eva. Fery goot: I will make a prief of it in my Slen. Why if it be so I will marry her, upon any note-book ; and we will afterwards, 'ork upon the reasonable demands. cause, with as great discreetly as we can.
Eva. But can you affection the 'oman? Let us Fal. Pistol,
command to know that of your mouth, or of your Pist. He hears with ears,
lips; for divers philosophers hold, that the lips is Eva. The tevil and his tam! What phrase is this, parcel of the mouth ;-therefore, precisely, can He hears with ear ? Why, it is affectations.
you carry your good will to the maid ? Fal. Pistol, did you pick master Slender's purse ? Shal. Cousin Abraham Slender, can you love her!
Slen. Ay, by these gloves, did he, (or I would I Slen. I hope, Sir, I will do, as it shall become might never come in mine own great chamber again one that would do reason. else) of seven groats in mill-sixpences, and two Ed. Eva. Nay, Got's lords and his ladies, you must ward shovel-boards **, that cost me two shillings and speak possitable, if you can carry her your desires two pence a piece of Yead Miller, by these gloves. towards her. Fal. Is this true, Pistol ?
Shal. That you must :-Will you, upon good Eva. No ; it is false, if it is a pick-purse.
dowry, marry her? Pist. Ha, thou mountain foreigner I-Sir John, Slen. I will do a greater thing than that, upon and master mine,
your request, cousin, in any reason. I combat challenge of this latten bilbo 14:
Shal. Nay, conceive me, conceive me, sweet coz; Word of denial in thy labras it here;
what I do, is to pleasure you, coz:-Can you love Word of denial : froth and scum, thou liest.
the maid ? Slen. By these gloves, then 'twas he.
Slen. I will marry her, Sir, at your request; but Nym. Be advised, Sir, and pass good humours: I if there be no great love in the beginning, yet hea
ven may decrease it upon better acquaintance, • Cotswold in Gloucestershire. + Worts was when we are married, and have more occasion to the ancient name of all the cabbage kind.
know one another : I hope, upon familiarity will I Sharpers.
Ý Nothing but paring.
grow more contempt: but if you say, marry her, !! Host. What says my bully-rook? Speak schowill marry her, that I am freely dissolved, and larly, and wisely. dissolutely:
Fal. Truly, nine host, I must turn away some of Era. It is a very discretion answer; save, the my followers. faul' is in the 'ort dissolutely: the 'ort is, according Host. Discard, bully Hercules; cashier : let them to our meaning, resolutely ;-his meaning is good. wag ; trot, trot. Shal. Ay, I think my cousin meant well.
Fal. I sit at ten pounds a week.
Pheezar. I will entertain Bardolph; he shall draw,
he shall tap : Said I well, bully Hector ? Shal. Here comes fair mistress Anne :-Would I Fal. Do so, good mine host. were young, for your sake, Mrs. Anne.
Host. I have spoke; let him follow: let me see Anne. The dinner is on the table; my father thee froth, and lime : Í am at a word; follow. desires your worship's company.
(Erit Host. Shal. I will wait on him, fair mistress Anne. Fal. Bardolph, follow him; a tapster is a good
Eva. Od's plessed will! I will not be absence at trade: an old cloak makes a new jerkin; a wither'd the grace.
(Exeunt Shallow and Sir H. Erans. serving-man, a fresh tapster; go; adieu. Anne. Will't please your worship to come in, Sir ? Bard. It is a life that I have desired; I will thrive. Slen. No, I thank you, forsooth, heartily; I am
[Exit Bard. very well.
Pist. O base Gongarian • wight! Wilt thou the Anne. The dinner attends you, Sir.
spigot wield? Slen. I am not a-hungry, I thank you, forsooth :- Nym. He was gotten in drink: Is not the humour Go, sirrah, for all you are my man, go, wait upon conceited ? His mind is not heroic, and there's the my cousin Shallow : [Erit Simple.] A justice of humour of it. peace sometime may be beholden to his friend for a Fat. I am glad, I am so acquit of this tinder-box; man;I keep but three men and a boy yet, till my his thefts were too open: his tulching was like an mother be dead : But what though? Yet I live like unskilful singer, he kept not time.
[rest. a poor gentleman born.
Nym. The good humour is, to steal at a minute's Anne. I may not go in without your worship: Pist. Convey, the wise it call: steall Foh; a fico they will tut sit, till you come.
for the phrase!
Pist. Wly, then, let kibes ensue.
Fal. There is no remedy; I must coney-catch; I
Pist. I ken the wight; he is of substance good. abide the smell of bot meat since. Why do your Fil. My honest ads, I will tell you what I am dogs bark so! Be there bears i' the towni [of. Pist. Two yards, and more.
(about. Anne. I think, there are, Sir; I heard them talk'd Tul. No quips now, Pistol ; indeed I am in the
Slen. I love the sport well; but I shall as soon waist two yards about; but I am now about no waste; quarrel at it as any man in England:-You are I am about thritt. Briefly, I do mean to make love afraid if you see the bear loose, are you not? to Ford's wife; I spy entertainnient in her; she Anne. Ay, indeed, Sir.
discourses, she carves, she gives the leer of invitáSlen. That's meat and drink to me now: I have lion: I can construe the action of her familiar style; seen Sacherson + loose twenty limes; and have taken and the hardest voice of her behaviour, to be Ènghim by the ehain : but, I warrant you, the women lisii'd righily, is, I am Sir John Fulstap's. have so cried and shrieked at it, thai it pass'di: But Pist. He traih studied her well, and translated her women, indeed, cannot abide 'em; they are very well; out of honesty into English. ill-favour'd rough things.
Nim. The anchor is deep: will that humour pass
Ful. Now, the report goes, she has all the rule of Re-enter PAGE.
her husband's purse; she hath legions of angelst. Page. Come, gentle master Slender, come; we Pist. As many devils entertain ; and, To her, boy, stay for you. Šlen. I'll eat nothing; I thank you, Sir.
Nym. The lumour rises ; it is good: humour me Page. By cock and pye, you shall not choose, Sir: the angels. come, come.
Fal. I have writ me here a letter to her : and Slen. Nay, pray you, lead the way.
here another to Page's wife; who even now gave Page. Come on, Sir.
me good eyes too, examined my parts with most Slen. Mistress Anne, yourself shall go first. judicious eyliads: sometimes the beam of her view Anne. Not I, wir ; pray you, keep on.
gilded my foot, sometimes my portly belly.
Nym. I thank thee for that humour.
Fäl. 0, she did so course o'er my exteriors with Slen. I'll rather be unmannerly than troublesome: such a greedy intention, that the appetite of her eye you do yourself wrong, indeed, la. (Exeunt. didste nto scorch me up like a burning-glass! Here's
another letter to her : she bears the purse too; she is SCENE II.-The same.
a region in Guiana, all gold and bounty. I will be
cheaters to them both, and they shall be exchequers Enter Sir HUGH Evans and SIMPLB.
to me; they shall be my East and West Indies, and Eva. Go your ways, and ask of Doctor Cajus' I will trade to them both. Go, bear thou this letter house, which is the way: and there dwells one to mistress Page; and thou this to mistress Ford : we mistress Quickly, which is in the manner of his nurse, will thrive, lads, we will thrive. or his dry nurse, or his cook, or his laundry, his
Pist. Shall I Sir Pandarus of Troy become, washer, and his wringer.
And by my side wear steel? Then, Lucifer take all! Simp. Well, Sir,
Nym. I will run no base humour: here, take the Eva. Nay, it is petter yet :-Give her this letter: humour letter; I will keep the 'haviour of refor it is a 'oman that altogether's acquaintance with putation. mistress Anne Page; and the letter is, to desire and Fal. Hold, sirrah, (To Rob.] bear you these letters require her to solicit your master's desires to mistress
tightly ll ; Anne Page: I pray you, he gone; I will make an Sail like my pinnace to these golden shores.end of my dinner; ihere's pippins and cheese to Rogues, hence, avaunt! Vanish like hail-stones, 50; come.
Trudge, plod, away, o'the hoof; seek shelter, packi
Falstaff will learn the humour of this age,
French thrift, you rogues; myself, and skirted page.
[Ereunt Falstaff and Robin. and ROBIN.
Pist. Let vultures gripe thy guts! For gourd, and Fal. Mine host of the Garter,
fullam sholds, • Three set-to's, bouts, or hits.
• For Hungarian. + Fig. Gold coin. + The name of a bear exhibited at Paris-Garden, 6 Escheatour, an officer in the Exchequer. in Southwark. 1 Surpassed all expression. i Cleverly.
? False dice. F
And high and low beguile the rich and poor:
Caius. By my trot, I tarry too long :-Od’s me; Tester I'll have in pouch", when thou shalt lack, Qu'ay j'oublié? Dere is some simples in my close, Base Phrygian Turk !
dat I vil not for the varld I shall leave behind. Nym, I have operations in my head,which be hu- Quick. Ah me! He'll find the young man there, mours of revenge.
and be mad. Pist. Wilt thou revenge?
Caius. O diable, diable! Vat is in my closet Nym. By welkin, and her star !
Villainy! Larron! (Pulling Simple out.) Rugby, iny Pist. With wit or steel!
rapier. Nym. With both the humours, I:
Qirick. Good master, be content.
Quick. The young man is an honest man.
Caius. Vat shall de honest man do in my closet!
Quick. I besecch you, be not so flegmatic; hear Nym. My humour shall not cool : I will incense + the truth of it he came of an errand to me from Page to deal with poison; I will possess him with parson Hugh? yellowness i, for the revolt of mien is dangerous :
Cains. Vell. that is my true humour.
Sim. Ay, forsooth, to desire her toPist. Thou art the Mars of malcontents: I second Quick. Peace I pray you. thee; troop on.
(Exeunt. Caius. Peace-a your tongue :- Speak-a your tale.
Sim. To desire this honest gentlewoman, your SCENE IV.-A Roorn in Dr. CAIUS's House. maid, to speak a good word to mistress Anne Page,
for my master, in the way of marriage. Enter Mrs. QUICKLY, SIMPLE, and RUGBY. Quick. This is all indeed, la; but I'll ne'er pat Quick. What; John Rugby! I pray thee, go to my finger in the fire, and need not. the casement, and see if you can see my master, Caius. Sir Hugh send-a you?-Rugby, baillez me master Doctor Caius, coming : it he do, i' faith, and some paper :-Tarry you a little-a while. (Writes. find any body in the house, here will be an old Quick. I am glad he is so quiet: it he had been abusing of God's patience, and the king's English thoroughly moved, you sh
id have heard him so Rug. I'll go wnich.
(Erit Rugby. Joud, and so melancholy ;-but notwithstanding, Quick. Go ; and we'll have a posset tor't soon at man, I'll do your master what good I can : and the night, in faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal fire. very yea and the no is, the French Doctor, my An honest, willing, kind fellow, as ever servant master,-I may call him my master, look you, for i shall come in honse withal; and, I warrant you, no keep his house ; and I wash, wring, brew, bake, tell-tale, por no breed-baies: his worst fault is, that scour, dress meat and drink, make the beds, and do he is given to prayer; he is something peevish || that all myself: way : but nobody but has his fault;-but let that Sim. 'Tis a great charge, to come under one pass. Peter Simple, you say your name is?
body's hand. Sim. Ay, for fault of a better.
Quick. Are you advised o' that? You shall find it Quick. And master Slender's your master ? a great charge: and to be up early, and down late; Sim. Ay, forsooth,
-but notwithstanding, (to tell you in your ear; 1 Quick. Does he not wear a great round beard, would have no words of it;) my master himself is like a glover's paring-knife?
in love with mistress Anne Page : but notwithstandSim. No, forsooth: he hath but a little wee face, ing that,-I know Anne's mind,-that's neither here with a little yellow beard ; a Cain-colour'd beard. nor there. Quick. A softly-sprighted man, is he not?
Caius. You jack'nape; give-a dis letter to Sir Šim. Ay, forsooth: but he is as taill a man of his Hugh : by gar, it is a challenge : I vill cut his troat hands, as any is between this and his head; be in de park; and I vill teach a scurvy jack-a-nape hath fought with a warrener
priest to meddle or make :-You may be gone; it is Quick. How say you ?-0, I should remember not good you tarry here: by gar, I vill cut all his him; Does he not hold up his head, as it were? Ard two stones; by gai, he shall not have a stone to strut in his gait?
trow at his dog.
(Exit Simple. Sim. Yes, indeed, does he,
Quick. Alas; he speaks but for his friend. Quick. Well, heaven send Anne Page no worse Caius. It is no matter-a for dat:-Do not you tell-a fortune! Tell master parson Evans, I will do what I me dat I shall have Anne Page tor myself ?-By gar, can for your master: Anne is a good girl, and 1 I vill kill de Jack priest; and I have appointed wish
mine host of de Jarterre to measure our weapon Re-enter RUGBY.
By gar, I vill myself have Anne Page.
Quick. Sir, the maid loves you, and all shall be Rug. Out, alas! Here comes my master.
well: we must give folks leave w prate : what, the Quick. We shall all be shentit: run in here, good good-jer! young man; go into this closet. (Shuts Simpito in Cuius. Rugby, come to the court vit me;-by gar, the closet.] He will not stay long.-What, John if I have not Anne Page, I shall turn your head out Rugby! John, what, John, I say Go, John, fo en- of my door:-Follow my heels, Rugby. quire for my master; I doubt, he be not well, that
[Errunt Caius and Rugby. he coines not home : -and down, down, adoun-a, &c. Quick. You shall have An 1ool's head of your
(Sings.own. No, I know Anne's mind for that: never a
woman in Windsor knows more of Anne's mind than Enter Doctor Caius.
I do; nor can do more than I do with her, I thank Caius. Vat is you sing? I do not like dese toys; heaven. Pray you, go and vetch me in my closet un boiiier Fent. (Within.) Who's within there, ho? verd ; a box, a green-a box; do intend vat I speak ? Quick. Who's there, I trow? Come nicar the A green-a box.
house, I pray you. Quick. Ay, for sooth, I'll fetch it you. I am glad he went not in himself: if he had found the young
Enter FENTON. man, he would have been horn-nad. Aside. Fent. How now, good woman; how dost thou?
Caius. Fe, fe, se, je! Ma foi, il fait fort chaud. Quick. The better, that it pleases your good wor. Je m'en vais à la Cour,-la grande affaire.
ship to ask. Quick. Is it this, Sir?
Fent. What news? How does pretty mistress Annet Caius. Ouy; mette le au mon pocket; depeche, Quick. In truth, Sir, and she is pretty, and honest, quickly :-Vere is dat knave Rugby?
and gentle; and one that is your friend, I can tell Quick. What, John Rugby! John!
you that by the way ; I praise heaven for it. Rug. Here, Sir.
Fent. Shall I do any good, thinkest thou? Shall I Caius. You are John Rugby, and you are Jack not loose my suit? Rugby: come, take-a your rapier, and come after Quick. Troth, Sir, all is in his hands above : but my heel to de court.
notwithstanding, master Fenton, I'll be sworn on Rug. 'T'is ready, Sir, here in the porch.
a book, she loves you :-Have not your worship a
wart above your eye? • Sixpence l'll have in pocket. + Instigate. Fent. Yes, marry, have I ; what of that? I Jealousy. * Strite. | Foolish, Quick. Well, thereby hangs a tale;-good faith, it Brave.
** The keeper of a warren. # Scolded, reprimanded.
• The goujere, what the pox !
is such another Nan;-but, I detesto, an honest maided fire of lust have melted him in his own greast.as ever broke bread :-We had an hour's talk of that Did you ever hear the like? wart ;--I shall never laugh but in that maid's com- Mrs. Page. Letter for letter; but that the name of pany.-But, indeed, she is given too much to alli- | Page and lord differs !—To thy great comfort in this choily tanci musing: but for you.-Well, go to. mystery of ill opinions, here's the twin brother of
Fent. Well, I shall see her to-day: hold, there's thy letier : but let thine inherit first; for, I protest, money for thee; let me have thy voice in my be. mine never shall. I warrant, he hath a thousand half: if thon seest her before me, conimend me of these letters, writ with blank space for different
Quick. Will I ? l'faith, that we will: and I will names, (sure more,) and these are of the second edi. tell your worship more of the wart, the next time tion: he will print them out of doubt; for he cares we have confidence; and of other wooers. not what he puts into the press, when he would put Fent. Well, farewell! I am in great haste now, us two. I had rather be a giantess, and lie under
[Erit. mount Pelion. Well, I will find you iwenty lasciQuick. Farewell to your worship.-Truly, an honest vious turtles, ere one chaste man. gentleman ; but Anne loves him not: for I know Mrs. Ford. Why, this is the very same ; the very Anne's mind as well as another does :-Out upon't! | hand, the very words: what doth he think of us ? What have I forgot ?
(Exit. Mrs. Page. Nay, I know not: it makes me al.
most ready to wrangle with mine own honesty. I'll ACT II.
entertain myself like one that I am not acquainted SCENE I –Before Pace's House.
withal ; for, sure, unless he know some strain in
me, that I know not myself, he would never have Enter N stress PAGE, with a Letter.
boarded me in this fury. Mrs. Page. What! Have I’scaped love-letters in
Mrs. Ford. Boarding, call you it? I'll be sure to the holy-day cime of my beauty, and am I now a
keep him above deck. subject for them? Let nie see:
Nirs. Page. So will I; if he come under my Ask me no reason why ! love you ; for though hatches, l'il never to sea again. Let's be revenged love use reason for his precision I, he admits him not
on him : let's appoint him a meeting ; give him a for his counsellor :-You are not young, no more am show of comfort in his suit; and lead him on with 1; go to then, there's sympathy : you are mrry, so
a tine-baited delay, lill he hath pawn'd his horses am 1 : Ha! ha! Then there's more sympathy: you love
to mine Host of the Garter. suck, and so do l; would you desire better sympathy?. Mrs. Ford. Nay, I will consent to act any villainy, Let it sufice thee, mistress Page, (at the least, if | against hiin, that may not sully the chariness of the love oj a soulier can suffice), that I love thee. I will not say, pily me, 'tis not a soldier-like phrase ; | It would give eternal tood to his jealousy.
our honesty. O, that my husband saw this letter! but I say, love me. By me,
Mrs. Page. Why, look where he comes; and my Thine otvn true knight,
good man too; he's as far from jealousy, as I am By duy or night,
from giving him cause; and that, I hope, is an unOr any kind of light,
Mrs. Ford. You are the happier woman.
John Falstaff. Mrs. Page. Let's consult together against this
[They retire. world !-One that is well nigh worn to pieces with
Enter FORD, Pistol, Page, and Nym.
Ford. Well, I hope it be not so.
Pist. Hope is a curtail + dog in some affairs : tion, that he dares in this manner assay me? Why, Sir John aflects thy wife. he hath not been thrice in my company I-What
Ford. Why, Sir, my wife is not young. [poor, should I say to him ?-1 was then frugal of my
Pist. He wooes both high and low, both rich and nirih ;-heaven forgive me!-Why I'll exhibit a
Both young and old, one with another, Ford ; bill in the parliament for the putting down of men.
He loves thy gally-mawfry t; Ford, perpend g. How shall I be revenged on bim? For revenged I
Ford. Love my wise? will be, as sure as his guits are made of puddings.
Pist. With liver burning hot: prevent, or go thou,
Like Sir Aclæon he, with Ring-wood at thy heels: Enter Mistress Ford.
0, odious is the name ! Mrs. Ford. Mistress Page! Trust me, I was go- Ford. What name, Sir? ing to your house.
Pist. The horn, I say: farewell. (night: Mrs. Page. And, trust me, I was coming to you. Take heed; have open eye; for thieves do foot by You look very ill.
Take heed ; ere summer comes, or cuckoo-birds do Wrs. Ford. Nay, I'll ne'er believe that; I have
Away, Sir corporal Nym.
Mrs. Ford. Well, I do, then ; yet, I say, I could Ford. I will be patient; I will find out this.
humour of lying. He hath wrong'd me in some hu. Mrs. Page. What's the matter, woman?
mours: I should have borne the humour'd letter to Mrs. Ford. O, woman, if it were not for one her ; but I have a sword, and it shall bite upon my trifing respect, I could come to such honour! necessity. He loves your wife; there's the chort
Mrs. Page Hang the trifle, woman; take the and the long. My name is corporal Nym; I speak, honour: what is it?-Dispense with trifles :-What and I avouch. 'Tis true ;--my name is Nym, and is it?
Falstaff loves your wife.-Adieu! I love noi the hu. Mrs. Ford. If I would but go to hell for an eter monr of bread and cheese ; and there's the humour nal moment, or so, I could be knighted.
of it. Adiell.
(Exit Nym. Mrs. Page. What ?--Thou liest !-Sir Alice Ford ! Page. The humour of it, quoth 'a! Here's a fel.
-These knights will hack; and so thou shouldst low frights humour out of his wits. not alter the article of thy gentry.
Ford. I will seek out Falstaff. Mrs. Ford. We burn day-light :-Here, read, read; Page. I never heard such a drawling, affecting -perceive how I might be knighted.--I shall think Ford. If I do find it, well.
(rogue. the worse of fat men, as long as I have an eye to Page. I will not believe such a Cataian || though the make difference of men's liking; and yet he would priest o' the town commended him for a true man. not swear ; praised women's modestý : and gave Ford. 'Twas a good sensible fellow: well. such orderly and well-behaved reproof to all un. Page. How now, Meg? comeliness, that I would have sworn his disposition Mrs. Page. Whither go you, George !--Hark you. would have gone to the truth of his words: but they Mrs. Ford. How now, sweet Frank? Why art do no more adhere, and keep place together, than thou melancholy ! tne hundredth psalm to the iune of Green Sleeres. Ford. I melancholy! I am not melancholy.Get What tempest, I trow, threw this whale, with so you home, go. many tuns of oil in his belly, ashore at Windsor ? Mrs. Ford. 'Faith, thou hast some crotchets in thy How shall I be revenged on him? I think, the best head now.-Will you go, mistress Page? way were to entertain him with hope, till the wick. Mrs. Page. Have with you.-You'll come to din.
She means, 1 protest. + Melancholy. • Caution, + A dog that misses his game. * Most probably Shakspeare wrote Physician : * A medley. Consider. H A lying sharper.