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morrow, good sir Hugh. Keep a gamester Caius. Ay, dat is very good ! excellent! from the dice, and a good student from his Host. Peace, I say; hear mine host of the book, and it is wonderful.

Garter. Am I politic? am I subtle ? am I a Slen. Ah, sweet Anne Page!

Machiavel ? . Shall I lose my doctor? no; he Page. Save you, good sir Hugh but gives me the potions, and the motions. Shall

Era. 'Pless you from his mercy sake, all|I lose my parson?: my priest? my sir Hugh? of you!

po; he gives me the proverbs and the po-verbs. Śhal. What! the sword and the word ! dol-Give me thy hand, terrestrial; so: Give you study them both, master parson? me thy hand, celestial; so:-Boys of art, I

Page. And youthful still, in your doublet have deceived you both; I have directed you and hose, this raw rheúmatic day?

to wrong places : your hearts are mighty, your Eva. There is reasons and causes for it. skins are whole, and det burot sack be the issue. Page. We are come to you, to do.a igood Come, lay their swords to pawn : +Follow office, master parson.

me, lad of peace; follow, follow, follow. Eva. Fery well : What is it?

1. Shal. Trust me, a mad host ::-Follow, gen. Page. Yonder is a most reverend gentleman,tlemen, follow. who belike, having received wrong by some Slen. 0, sweet Anne Page! person, is at inost odds with his own gravity (Exeunt SHAL. SLEN. Pagk, and Host. and patience, that ever you saw..

Cuius, Ha! do I perceive dat ? ! have you Shal. I have lived fourscore years and ap- make a de sot * of us 7 ha, ha! ward; I never heand a man of his place, gra. Eva. This is well; he has made us his vloutvity, and learning, so wide of his own respecting-stogt.-I desire you, that we may be Eva, What is he? 11

friends; and let us knog our prains together, to Page. I'tbink you know, him; master doc- be revenge on this same scall, scurvy, cogging tor Caius, the renowned French, physician. companion, the host of the Garter.

Eva. Got's will, and his passion of my Caius. By gar, vit all my beart; he promise heart! I had as lief you would tell me of a to bring me vere is. Anne Page : by gar, he ness of porridge.

deceive me too... Pege. Why?

1. Eva. Well, I will smite his noddles ;-Pray Eva. He has no more knowledge in Hibo- you, follow.

(Exeunt. crates and Galen,-and he is a knave besides; ISCENE 11. : The Street 'ên Windsor. a cowardly knave, as you would desires to be acquainted withal.

Enter. Mrs. Page, and Robin.. Page. I warrant you, he's the man should Mrs. Page. Nay, keep your way, little gal; fight with him.

lant; you were wont to be a follower, but novo Slen. O, sweet Anne Page 1..

you are a leader : Whether had you rather, Shal. It appears so, by bis weapons :- Keep lead mine eyes, or eye your master's heels?'T them asunder;-here comes doctor Caius. Rob. I had rather, forsoothy go before you

like a man, than follow him like a dwarfs! Enter Host, Carts, and RUGBY.''

Mrs. Puge. O you are a flattening boy ; Page. Nay, good master parson, keep in now, I see, you'll be: a courtier., ! your weapon: I put on tein, 10%! .de 0-', 'Enter Ford.

...11 Shal. So do you, good master doctor. 4.10 -R' 111 niso

Host. Disarm them, agd let/them question; Ford. Well met, mistress Page : Whither let them keep their limbs whole, and lack our go you?

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Mrs. Page. Truly, sir, to see your wifes Is Caius. I pray you, let-a me speak, a word vit she

at home your ear: Verefore vill you not ineet a-me 2 ...Ford. Ay, and as idle as she may hang to

Eva. Pray you, use your patience: In good gether, for want of company. I think, if your time.

husbands were dead, you two would marry.' Caius. By gar, you are de coward, de Jack- Mrs. Page. Be sure of that,--two other dog, John ape.

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12 Era. Pray you, let us not be laughing slogs Ford. Wbere had you this pretty weather to other men's humours;I desire you in friend-cock nini ship, and I will one way or other make you Mrs. Page. I cannot tell what the sickens amends :- I will knog your urinals about your his name is my husband had him of: What do kaave's cogscomb, for missing your meetings you call your knight's naine, sirrahi 3 presion and appointments.

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Rob. Sir John Palstaff. it ju? Caius. Diable!-Jack Rugby,minine Host Ford. Sir John Falstaff! de Jarterre, have I not stay for him, to kill Mrs, Page. He, he; I can never hit on's him ? have I not, at de place I did appoint ? - name. There is such a leagne between my good

Evd. As I am a christians soul, now, look man and hel-Is your wife at home, indeed you, this is the place appointed ; I'll be judg. Ford. Indeed, she is. spent by mine bost of the Garter, UT Mrs. Page. By your leave, sir ; I am sick,

Host. Peace, I say, Guallia and Gaal, Freneb till I seeber: [Exeunt Mrs. L'AGE und ROBINS and Welsh ; soul-curer and body-curer.

Ford. Has Page any brains? bath he any

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eyes ? hath he any thinking? Sure, they sleep; Host. Farewell, myi hearts: I will to my he hath no use of them. Why, this boy will honest Knight Palstaff, and drink canary with carry a letter twenty miles, as easy as a can- him.

**** (Exit Host. non will shoot point-blank'twelve score. He Ford. (Aside.] I think, 1 shalt drink in pipepieces out his wife's inclination; he gives her wine first with him ; I'll make him dance. folly motion and advantage: and now she's Will you go, gentlesider.nl going to my wife, and Falstaff's boy with her. All. Have with you, to see this monster. A man may hear this showerising in the wind !

[Ereunt. i-and Falstaff's boy with ber! Good plots!

SCENE III. they are laid; and our revolted wives share t?" A Room in Ford's House. damnation together. Well;: I will take him, then torture my wife, plack the borrowed veil

Enter Mrs. Forp. and Mrs. PAGE. of modesty from the so seemiag *. mistress Mrs. Ford. What, John! what, Robert ! Page, divulge Page himself for a secure and Mrs. Page, Quickly, quickly : Is the back wilful Actæon; and to these violent proceed-basketings all my neighbours shall cry aim t. (Clock Mrs. Ford. I warrant:- What, Robin, I say.” strikes.] The clock gives me my cue, and my assurance bids me search; there I shall find

Enter Servants with a basket. Falstaff : I shall be rather praised for this, than

Mrs. Page. Come, come, come. mocked; for it is as positive as the earth is Mrs. Ford, Here, set it down. firm, that Falstaff is there: I will go.

Mrs. Page. Give your men the charge ; we a

must be brief. Enter Page, SHÁLLOW, SLENDER, Host, Sir Hugh Evans, Carus, and RUGBY.

Mrs. Ford. Marry, as I told you before,

John, and Robert, be ready there hard by in Shal. Page, &c. Well met, master Ford. the brewhouse; and when I suddenly call yon, 47 Ford. Trust me, a good knót: I have good come forth, and (without any pause, or stag cheer at home; and, I pray you, all go with me. gering,) take this basket on your shoulders:

Shal. I must excuse myself, master Ford. that done, trudge with it in all haste, and carry

Slen. And so must I, sir; we have appointed it among the whitsters || in Datchet mead, to dine with mistress Anne, and I would not and there empty it in the muddy ditch, close break with her for more money than I'll by the Thames' side.' speak of.

Mrs. Page. You will do it? Vil Shal. We have lingeréd'abont'a match be. Mrs. Ford. I have told them over and over; tween Anne Page and my cousin Slender, and they lack no direction: Be gone, and come this day we shall have our answer. inst when you are called. [Exeunt Servants.

Slen. I hope, Whave your good-will, father Mrs. Page. Here comes little Robin.
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Enter ROBIN. * Page. You have, master Stender ; I' stand wholly for you :-bát my wife, master doctor, Mrs. Ford. How now, my eyas-musket ! is for you altogether. 1.0 Tilt

what news with you? Caius. Ay, by gar; rand de maid is 'love-alli RobMy master sir John is come in at your me; my nursh-a Quickly tell me so mush. back-door, mistress Ford; and requests your

Host. What say you to young master Fen- company. ton & thé capers, he dances, he has eyes of youth, Mrs. Page. You little Jack-a-Lent**, have he writes verses, he speaks holyday #, he'smells you been true to us? . April and May: he will carry't, he will carry't; Rob. Ay, I'll be sworn: My master knows 'tis in his buttons; he will carry't.

not of your being here ; and bath threatened to Page Not by my consent, I promise you. put me into everlasting liberty, if I tell you of The gentleman is of no having $: he kept com.it;

for, be swears, he'll turn me away. pany with the wild Prince and Poins; he is of Mrs. Page. Thou’rt a good boy; this setoo high a region, he knows too much. No, he crecy of thine shall be a tailor to thee, and shall not knit a knot in his fortunes with the shall make thee a new doublet and bose. finger of my substanice: if he take hér, let him P'll go hide 'me. take her simply; the wealth I have waits on my Mrs. Ford. Do so:-Go tell thy master, I conserit, and my consent goes not that way. am alone. Mistress Page, remeniber you your Ford. 'I beseech 'you, heartily, some of you cue.it

[Erit ROBIN. go home with me to dinner : besides your cheer, Mrs. Page. I warrant thee; if I do not act you shall have sport; I will'shew yna a mon- it, hiss me.

(Exit Mrs. PAGB. ster. - Master doctor, you shall go ;-80 shall Mrs. Ford. Go to then; we'll use this unyou, master Page ;-and yon, sir Hugh 1 wholesome humidity,this grosswatry pumpion;

Shal. Well, fare you well :-we sliall have - we'll teach him to know'turtles from jays. the freer wooing at master Pages. 1: 1.1

Enter FALSTAFF. (Exeunt SHALLOW and SLENDER. Caius. Go home, John Rugby ; I come Fal. Have I caught thee, my heavenly

[Exit RUG BY. ljewel? Why, now let me die, for I have lived • Specious. + Shall encourage. $ Out of the common style. § Not rich. || Bleachers of linen.

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Mrs. Page. What cause of suspicion !--Out O this blessed hour!

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am I mistook in you ? Mrs. Ford. O sweet sir John

Mrs. Ford. Why, alas! what's the matter? Fal. Mistress Ford, I cannot cog,

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cannot Mrs. Page. Your husband's coming hither, prate, mistress Ford. Now shall I sin in my woman, with all the officers in Windsor, to wish: I would thy husband were dead: l'il search for a gentleman, that, he says, is here speak it before the best lord, I would make now in the house, by your consent, to take an thee my lady:

ill advantage of his absence: You are undone. Mrs. Ford. I your lady, sir John! alas; I Mrs. Ford. Speak louder. [Aside :).Tiş should be a pitiful lady,

so, I hope. Pal. Let the conrt of France shew me such Mrs. Page, Pray heaven it be not so, that 55 another; I see how thine eye would emulate you have such a man here; but 'tis most cer

the diamond : Thou hast the right arched bent iain your husband's coming with half Windsor of the brow; tbat becomes the ship-tire, the tire. at his heels, to search for such a one. I come valiant

, or any tire of Venetian admittance*. before to tell you you know yourself clear, brows become nothing else; 'nor that well here, convey, conyey him out. Be not amazed; neither.

call all your senses to yon; defend your repur Fal. Thou art a traitor to say so: thoutation, or bid farewell to ypur good life for would'st make an absolute courtier; and the ever, firm fixture of thy foot would give an excellent Mrs. Ford. What shall I do?- There is

, a motion to thy gait

, in a semi-circled farthingale. gentleman, my dear friend, and I fear not I see what thou wert, if fortune thy foe were mine own shame so much as his peril: I had not; nature is thy friend : Come, thou caụst rather than a thousand pound, he were out of not hide it.

the house. Mrs. Ford. Believe me, there's no such

Mrs. Page. For shame, never stand you

had rather, and you had rather; your husri Fal. What made me love thee? let that per- band's here at hand, bethink you of some con. saade thee, there's something extraordinary in veyance: in the house you cannot hide him. this and that, like a many of these lisping is a basket; it he be of any reasonable stature, hawthorn buds, that come like women in he may creep in here, and throw foul linen, men's apparel, and smell like Bucklers-bury t upon him, as if it were going to bucking : Or,

simple-time ; I cannotbut I love thee ;' it is whiting time I, sevd him by your two bone but thee; and thou deservest it. men to Datchet mead. Mrs. Ford. Do not betray me, sir; I fear,

Ford. He's too big to go in there: you love mistress Page,

shall I do? Pal. Thou might'st as well say, I love to

Re-enter FALSTAFF:-11 Į , . * walk by the Counter I gate ; which is as bate. |ful to me as the reek of a limeskiln. /

Fal. Let me see't, let me see't! O let me, Mrs. Ford. Well, heaven knows how I seet! Pil in, l'11 in ;-follow your

friend's

counsel,- All'in. Fal. Keep in that mind; Pu deserve it.

sir Johị Falstaff! Are Mrs. Ford. Nay, I must tell you, so you these your Rob. (within.)

Mistress Ford, mistress Ford! me away: let me creep in liere; I'll neverwere's mistress Page at the door, sweating, and

the basket, they cover him blowing, and looking wildly, and would needs speak with you preseptly.

Mrs. Puge, Help to cover your master, Tad , She shall not see me ;' I will ensconces boy: Call your men, mistress Ford:-You

dissembling knight! Mrs. Ford. Pray you, do so; she's a very "Mrs. Ford. What, John, Robert, Jobn! lating woman. [FALSTAFF hides himselja (Exit Robin; Re-enter Servants.] Go take Enter Mrs. PAGE and ROBIN. up these clothes here; quickly; Where's the

cowl-staff **? look, how you drumblett: carry What's the matter how now?

them to the laundress in Datchet mead ; quickMrs. Page. O mistress Ford, what have ly, come, 100 likes to be you done? You're shamed, you are over. Enter FORD, PAGE, CAlus, and Sir Hugo thrown, you are undone for ever.

74-, EVANS..! Mrs. Ford. What's the matter, good mis

Ford. Pray you, come near if istispect bering av hotelit wanita yana husband, to give then let me be your jesty ndeserviert, Hot him such cause of suspicion !

now? whither bear you this? Mrs. Ford. What cause of suspicion?, Sery. To the laundress, forsooth.

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Mrs. Ford.' Why, what have you '10 do "Ford. Ay, ay; I must bear it. whither they bear it?' You' were best meddle Eva. If there be any pody in the house, and with buck-washing.

in the chambers, and in the coffers, and'in the Ford. Buck? I would I could wash myself presses, heaven 'forgive my sins at the day of of the buck! Buck, buck, back?'Ay, buck; judgment ! I warrant you, buck; and of the season too, Caius. By gar, nor I too; dere is no bodies. it shall appear. (Exeunt Servants with the Page. Fie, fie, master Ford! are yog' not basket.] Gentlemen, I bave dreamed to-night; ashamed? What spirit, wbat devit suggests I'll tell you my dream. Here, here, bere be this imagination? I would not have yonr dismy keys: ascend my chambers, search, seek, temper in this kind, for the wealth of Windfind out: I'll warrant, we'll unkennel the fox: sor Castle, -Let me stop this way first :-So, now on- Ford. Tis my fault, master Page: I suffer cape *

for it. Page, Good master Ford, be contented: Evo. Yon suffer for a pad conscience: your you wrong yourself too much!

wife is as honest a 'omans, as I will desires Ford. True, master Page Up, gentlemen; among five thousand, and five hundred'tvo. you shall see sport anon: follow me, gentle- Caius. By gar, I see 'tis an honest woman. men.

[Erit. Ford. Well ;- I promised you a dinner :Eva. This is fery fantastical humours, and Come, come, walk in the park: I

pray you, jealousies.

pardon me; I will hereafter make known to Cuius. By gar, 'tis no de fashion of France : you, why I have done this.- Cumë, wife ;it is not jealous in France.

come, mistress Page; I pray you, pardon me; Page. Nay, follow him, gentlemen; see the pray heartily, parden me. issue of his search.

Page. Let's go in; gentlemen ; but, trust me, (Exeunt Evans, Page, and Calus. we'll mock him. I do invite you to-morrow Mrs.Page. Is there not a double excellency morning to my house to breakfast; after, we'll in this?

a birding together; I have a fine hawk for the Mrs. Ford. I know not which pleases me bush Shall it be so? better, that my husband is deceived, or sir Ford. Any thing. Jolin.

Eva. If there is one, I shall make two in Mrs, Page: What a taking was he in, when the company your husband asked who t was in the basket! Caius. If there be one or two, I shall make a Mrs. Pord.

; so throwing the Eva. In your teeth : for shame. water will do him a benefit.

Ford. Pray you go, master Page, Mrs. Page. Hang him, dishonest rascal! Eva. I pray you now, remeni brance toI would, all of the same strain were in the morrow on the lousy knave, mine host. same distress. !

Caius. Dat is good; by gar, vit all my Mrs. Ford, I think, my husband hath some heart. special surpicion of

of Falstaff's being here; for Eva, A lousy knave; to have his gibės and I never saw him so gross io bis jealousy till his mockeries.

(Exeunt. Mrs. Page. I will'lay'a plot' to 'try that:

SCENE IV. And we will yet have more tricks with Fal

A Room in Page's House. staff his dissolute disease will scarce obey Enten Fenton;

and Mistress. Anne Page. this medicine.

Mrs. Ford. Shall we send that foolish car- Fent. I see, I cannot get thy father's love; rion, mistress Quickly, to bim, and excuse bis Therefore, no more turn me to him, sweet Nan. throwing into the water; and give him another Anne. Alas! bowthen? hope, to betray him to another puuishment?

Why, thou must be thyself. Mrs. Page. We'll do it; let him be sent He doth object, I am 100 great of birth; for to-morrow eight o'clock, to have amends. And that, uiry state being galled with my ex.

I seek to heal it only by his wealth : (pence, Re-enter FORD, Page, Calus, and Sir Besides these, other bars he lays before me,HUGH EVANS.

My riots past, my wild societies; Ford. I cannot find him: may be the koave And tells me, 'tis a thing impossible bragged of that he could not compass.

I should love thee, but as a property. Mrs. Page. Heard you that3

Anne. May be, he tells you true. Mrs. Ford. Ay, ay, peace:-You use me Fent. No, heaven so speed me in my time well, master Ford, do you?

to come! Ford. Ay, 1 do so.

Albeit, I will confess, thy father's wealth Mrs. Ford. Heaven make you better than Was the first motive that I woo'd thee, Anne: your ihoughts'!

Yet, wooing thee, I found thee of more valne Ford. Amen.

Than stamps in gold, or sumis in sealed bags Mrs. Puge. You do yourself mighty wrong, And 'tis the very riches of thyself master Ford.

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Gentle master Fenton, Why, how now! what does master Fenton Yet seek my father's love: still seek it, şir:

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You wrong me, sir, thus still to haunt my Cannot attaio it, why then. Hark you hither. I told you, sir, my daughter is dispos'd of.

[They converse apart. Fent. Nay, master Page, be not impatient. Enter SHALLOW, SLENDER, and Mrs.

Mrs. Page. Good master Fenton, come not QUICKLY.

to my child.

Page. She is no match for you. Shal. Break their talk, mistress Quickly; Fent. Sir, will you hear me? my kinsman shall speak for himself,

Page.

No, good master Fenton. Slen.' P'll nake'a shaft or a bolt on't*: Come, master Shallow: come, son Slender; slid, 'tis but venturing.

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[Fenton. Shal. Be not dismay'd.

Knowing my mind, you wrong me, master Slen. No, she shall not dismay me: I care [Exeunt PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER. not for that, but that I am afeard.

Quick. Speak to mistress Page. Quick. Hark ye; master Slender would Fent. Good mistress Page, for that I love speak a word with you.

your daughter Anne. I come to him.-- This is my father's In such a righteous fashion as I io, choice.

Perforce, against all checks, rebukes, and 0, what a world of vile ill-favour’d-faults

manners, Looks bandsome in three hundred pounds a- I must advance the colours of my love, year!

[Aside. And not retire: Let me have your good will. Quick. And how does good master Fenton? Anne. Good mother, do not marry me to Pray you, a word with you.

yond fool. Shál. She's coming; to her, coz. O boy, Mrs. Page. I mean it not;' I seek you a thon hadst a father?

better husband. Slen. I had a father, mistress Anne ;-my Quick. That's my master, master doctor. uncle can tell you good jests of him :-Pray Anne. Alas, I had rather be set quick i' the you, uncle, tell mistress Anne the jest, how earth, my father stole two geese out of a peu, good and bowld to death with turnips. uncie.

:: Mrs. Page. Come, trouble not yourself: Shal. Mistress Anne, my cousin loves you, Good master Fenton,

Sten. Ay, that I do; as well as I love any I will not be your friend, nor enemy: woman in Glocestershire.

My daughter will I question how she loves you, Shal. He will maintain you like a gentle. And as I find her, so am I affected; woman.

Till then, farewell, sir :-She must needs go in; Slen. Ay, that I will, coine cut and long Her father will be angry. tailt, under the degree of a 'squire.

[Exeunt Úrs. Page. and ANNE. Shal. He will make you a hundred and

Fent. Farewell, gentle mistress; farewell, fifty pounds jointure.

Nan.
Anne. Good master Shallow, let him woo

Quick. This is my doing now;-Nay, said for himself.

I, will you cast away your child on a fool, Shal. Marry, I thank you for it; I thank and a physician? Look on, master Fenton:you for that good comfort. She calls you, this is my doing. coz: I'll leave you.

Fent. I thank thee; and I pray thee, once Anne. Now, master Slender,

to-night Slen. Now, good mistress Anne.

Give my sweet Nan this ring: There's for thy Anne. What is your will ?

pains.

[Exit. Slen. My will? od's heartlings, that's a

Quick. Now heaven send thee good fortune! pretty jest, indeed! I ne'er made my, win. A kind heart he hath: a woman would run yet, í ihank heaven; I am not such a sickly through fire and water for such a kind heart. ereature, I give heaven praise.

But yet, I would my master had mistress Anne. I mean, master Slender, what would Anne; or I would masier Slender had her; or, yon with me?

in sooth, I would master Fenton had her: I Slen. Truly, for mine own part, I would will do what I can for them all

three; for so little or nothing with you: Your father, and I haye promised, and I'll be as good as my my uncle, have made motions: if it be my word; but spécionslys for master Fento.i. Jnck, so if not, happy man be his dole 11 Well, I must of another errand to sir John They can tell you bow things go, better than Falstaff from my two mistressės: Whát a beast I can : You may ask your father; here he

am I to slack l, it!

(Exit.

SCENE V.
Enter Page, and Mistress PAGE.

A Room in the Garter Inn. Page. Now, master Slender :-Love him, Enter FALSTAFP and BAR DOLPH daughter Anne.

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