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Pheezar. I will entertain Bardolph; he shall draw, he shall tap : said I well, bully Hector ?

Fal. Do so, good mine host.

Host. I have spoke ; let him follow ; let me see thee froth, and lime: I am at a word ;, follow.

[Exit Host. Fal. Bardolph, follow him ; a tapster is a good trade: an old cloak makes a new jerkin; a withered servingman, a fresh tapster; go; adieu.

Bard. It is a life that I have desired; I will thrive.

[Exit Bard. Pist. O base Gongarian * wight! wilt thou the

spigot wield ? Nym. He was gotten in drink : is not the humour conceited ? His mind is not heroic, and there's the humour of it.

Fal. I am glad, I am so acquit of this tinderbox; his thefts were too open : his filching was like an unskilful singer, he kept not time.com

Nym. The good humour is, to steal at a minute's rest.

Pist. Convey, the wise it call : steal ! foh; a ficot for the phrase !

Fal. Well, sirs, I am almost out at heels.
Pist. Why then, let kibes ensue.

Fal. There is no remedy; I must coney-catch; I must shift.

Pist. Young ravens must have food.
Fal. Which of you know Ford of this town?
Pist. I ken the wight; he is of substance good.

Fal. My honest lads, I will tell you what I am about.

Pist. Two yards, and more.

Fal. No quips now, Pistol ; indeed I am in the waist two yards about : but I am now about no waste; I am about thrift. Briefly, I do mean to make love to Ford's wife; I spy entertainment in her; she discourses, she carves, she gives the leer of invitation : I can construe the action of her fami* For Hungarian.

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liar style ; and the hardest voice of her behaviour, to be English'd rightly, is, I am Sir John Falstaff's.

Pist. He hath studied her well, and translated her well ; out of honesty into English.

Nym. The anchor is deep: will that humour pass?

Fal. Now, the report goes, she has all the rule of her husband's purse; she hath legions of angels *. Pist. As many devils entertain; and, To her boy,

say I. Nym. The humour rises; it is good: humour me the angels.

Fal. I have writ me here a letter to her: and here another to Page’s wife ; who even now gave me good eyes too, examin’d my parts with most judicious eyliads : sometimes the beam of her view gilded my foot, sometimes my portly belly.

Pist. Then did the sun on dung-hill-shine.
Nym. I thank thee for that humour.

Fal. O, she did so course o'er my exteriors with such a greedy intention, that the appetite of her eye did seem to scorch me up like a burning-glass ! Here's another letter to her : she bears the purse too : she is a region in Guiana, all gold and bounty. I will be cheater t to them both, and they shall be exchequers to me; they shall be my East and West Indies, and I will trade to them both. Go, bear thou this letter to mistress Page; and thou this to mistress Ford : we will thrive, lads, we will thrive.

Pist. Shall I Sir Pandoras of Troy become,
And by my side wear steel? then, Lucifer take all!

Nym. I will run no base humour; here, take the
humour letter ; I will keep the 'haviour of repu-
tation
Fal. Hold, sirrah, (to Rob.] bear you these let-

ters tightly I; Sail like my pinnace to these golden shores. . Rogues, hence, avaunt! vanish like hail-stones, go; Trudge, plod, away, o'the hoof; seek shelter, pack! * Gold coin. of Escheatour, an officer in the Exchequer.

* Cleverly.

Falstaff will learn the humour of this age, . French thrift, you rogues ; myself, and skirted page.

[Exeunt Falstaff and Robin. Pist. Let vultures gripe thy guts! for gourd and

fullam * holds, And high and low beguile the rich and poor : Tester I'll have in pouch t, when thou shalt lack,'. Base Phrygian Turk !

Nym. I have operations in my head, which be humours of revenge.

Pist. Wilt thou revenge?
Nym.

By welkin, and her star!
Pist. With wit, or steel?
Nym.

With both the humours, I;
I will discuss the humour of this love to Page.
Pist. And I to Ford shall eke unfold,

How Falstaff, varlet vile,
His dove will prove, his gold will hold,

And his soft couch defile. Nym. My humour shall not cool: I will incense I Page to deal with poison; I will possess him with yellowness S, for the revolt of mien is dangerous : that is my true humour.

Pist. Thou art the Mars of malcontents : I second thee; troop on.

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SCENE IV.
A room in Dr. Caius's house.

Enter Mrs. Quickly, Simple, and Rugby. Quick. What; John Rugby!—I pray thee, go to the casement, and see if you can see my master, master Doctor Caius, coming : if he do, i'faith, and find any body in the house, here will be an old abusing of God's patience, and the king's English. Rug. I'll go watch.

(Exit Rugby. Quick. Go; and we'll have a posset for't soon at * False dice.

Sixpence I'll have in pocket. # Instigate.

§ Jealousy.

night, in faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal fire. An honest, willing, kind fellow, as ever servant shall come in house withal; and, I warrant you, no telltale, nor no breed-bate* : his worst fault is, that he is given to prayer; he is something peevisht that way: but nobody but has his fault;but let that pass. Peter Simple, you say your name is ?

Sim. Ay, for fault of a better. Quick. And master Slender's your master? Sim. Ay, forsooth. Quick. Does he not wear a great round beard, like a glover's paring-knife ?

Sim. No, forsooth: he has but a little wee face, with a little yellow beard; a Cain-coloured beard.

Quick. A softly-sprighted man, is he not?

Sim. Ay, forsooth: but he is as tall f a man of his hands, as any is between this and his head; he hath fought with a warrener g.

Quick. How say you?-0, I should remember him; does he not hold up his head, as it were ? and strut in his gait?

Sim. Yes, indeed, does he.

Quick. Well, heaven send Anne Page no worse fortune! Tell master parson Evans, I will do what I can for your master: Anne is a good girl, and I wish

Re-enter Rugby.
Rug. Out, alas! here comes my master.

Quick. We shall all be shent : run in here, good young man; go into this closet. (Shuts Simple in the closet.] He will not stay long. What, John Rugby! John, what, John, I say !-Go John, go inquire for my master; I doubt, he be not well, that he comes not home:-and down, down, adown-a,

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* Strife.

+ Foolish. Brare. $ The keeper of a warren. 1 Scolded, reprimanded.

Enter Doctor Caius. Caius. Vat is you sing? I do not like dese toys; Pray you, go and vetch me in my closet un boitier verd ; a box, a green-a box; do intend.vat I speak? a green-a box.

Quick. Ay, forsooth, I'll fetch it you. I am glad he went not in himself: if he had found the young man, he would have been horn-mad. Aside.

Caius. Fe, fe, fe, fe ! ma foi, il fait fort chaud. Je m'en vais à la cour,-la grand affaire.

Quick. Is it this, sir?

Caius. Ouy; mette le au mon pocket; depêche, quickly :-Vere is dat knave Rugby?

Quick. What, John Rugby! John !
Rug. Here, sir.

Caius. You are John Rugby, and you are Jack Rugby: come take-a your rapier, and come after my heel to de court.

Rug. 'Tis ready, sir, here in the porch.

Caius. By my trot, Í tarry too long:-Od's me! Qu'ay j'oublié ? dere is some simples in my closet, dat I vill not for the varld I shall leave behind.

Quick. Ah me! he'll find the young man there, and be mad.

Caius. O diable, diable! vat is in my closet ? Villany! larron !' (Prolling Simple out.] Rugby, my rapier.

Quick. Good master, be content.
Caius. Verefore shall I be content-a?
Quick. The young man is an honest man.

Caius. Vat shall de honest man do in my closet? dere is no honest man dat shall come in my closet.

Quick. I beseech you, be not so flegmatick; hear the truth of it: he came of an errand to me from parson Hugh.

Caius. Vell.
Sim. Ay, forsooth, to desire her to
Quick. Peace, I pray you.
Caius. Peace-a your tongue :-Speak-a your tale.
VOL. I.

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