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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 a legion 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 oeilaids ; sometimes the beam of her view. gilded my foot, sometimes my portly belly.
Pift. Then did the fun on dunghill shine.
Fal. O, she did fo course o'er my exteriors witte such a greedy intention, that the appetite of her eye did seem to scorch me up like a burning-glais. Here's another letter to her ; she bears the purie 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 thall 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.
Pift. Shall I Sir Pandarus of Troy become, And by my side wear steel? then. Lucifer take all!
Nym. I will run no base humour; here take tlie humour-letter, I will keep the 'haviour of reputation.
Fal. Hold, firrah, bear you these letters tightly, Sail like my pinnace to these golden shores.
[T, Robin. Rogues, hence, avaunt; vanish like hail-Itones, go; Trudge, plod away o'th' hoof, seek ihelter, pack! Falstaff will learn the humour of the age, French thrift, you rogues; myself, and skirted
page. [Ex. Falfiati and Boy.
* A cask or barrel.
+ By which is meant Escheatours, an officer in the exe shequer, in no good repute with the common people.
S CE N E VIII.
Fullam * holds :
Nym. I have operations in my head, which be humours of revenge.
Pist. Wilt thou revenge ?
Nym. With both the humours, I:
How Falstaff, varlet vile,
And his soft couch defile. Nym. My humour shall not cool; I will incense Ford to deal with poison; I will possess him with yellowness; for the revolt of mien † is dangerous: that is my true humour.
Pist. Thou art the Mars of male-contents: I sen cond thee; troop on.
[Exeunt. S CE N E IX.
Changes to Dr Caius's House. Enter Mrs Quickly, Simple, and John Rugby, Quic. What, John Rugby! I pray thee, go te 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 old abusing of God's patience, and the king's Englih.
Rug. I'll go watch.
Quic: Go, and we'll have a poffet fort soon at night, in faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal fire. [Exit Rugby.) An honest, willing, kind fellow, as ever servant shall come in house withal; and, I war
* Fullam is a cant-term for false dice :--goard, another instrument of gaming. Warb.
+ This revolt of mine. Pope..
rant you, no tell-tale, nor na breed-bate; his worst fault is, that he is given to prayer; he is something peevish that way, but no body but has his fault; but let that pass. Peter Simple you say your naine is.
Sim. Ay, for fault of a better, Quic. And Master Slender's your master? Sim. Ay, forsooth. Quic. Does he not wear a great round beard, like a glover's paring-knife?
Sin. No, forsooth; he hath but a little wee-face, with a little yellow beard, a Cain-colourd * beard.
Quic. A softly-sprighted man, is he not?
Sim. Ay, forsooth; but he is as tall a man of his hands, as any is between this and his head: he hath fought with a warrener.
Quic. How say you? oh, I should remember him; does he not hold up his head, as it were? and strat in his gait? Sim. Yes, indeed does he.
Quic. Well, heav'n send Anne Page no worfe fortune! Tell Master Parfon Evans, I'll do what I can for your master: Anne is a good girl, and I. with
Quic. 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 enquire for my master; I doubt, lie be not well that he comes not home: and down, down, a-down-d, &c. [Sings.
S CE N E. X.
Enter Doctor Caius. Caius Vat is you fing? I do not like des toys; prey you, go and vetch me in my closet un boitier verdt; a box, a green-a box; do intend vat I speak? a green-a box.
* Cain and Judas, in the tapeftries and pictures of old, were represented with yellow beards. Theobald..
† A case of surgeons instruments. Dr Gray.
Quic. 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, na-foi, il fait fort chaud; je m'en vaie à la cour la grande affaire.
Quic. Is it this, Sir ?
Caius. Ouy, mettez le au mon pocket; depéchez, quickly, ver is dat knave Rugby?
Quic. What, John Rugby! John!
Caius. You are John Rugby, and you are Jack Rugby; come, take-a your rapier, and come after my
heel to the court. Rug. 'Tis ready, Sir, here in the porch.
Caius. By my trot, I tarry too long: od's me! Quay j'oublie dere is some simples in my closet, dat I will not for the varld I shall leave behind.
Quic. Ay-me, he'll find the young man there, and be mad.
Caius. O diable, diable! vat is in my closet? villaine, Larron! Rugby, my rapier.
[Pulls Simple out of the closet. Quic. Good master, be content.
Caius. Wherefore shall I be content-a? ! Quic The young man is an honest man. Caius. What shall de honest man do in
closet? dere is no honest man dat shall come in my closet.
Quic. I beseech you, be not so phlegmatic; hear the truth of it. He came of an errand to me froni parfon Hugh.
Sim. To desire this honest gentlewoman, your maid, to speak a good word to Mistress Anne Page for my master, in the way of marriage.
Quic. This is all, indeed-la; but I'll never put my finger in the fire, and need not.
Caius. Sir Hugh send-a-you ? Rugby, baillez me fome paper; tarry you a little while.
Quic. I am glad he is so quiet; if he had been thoroughly moved, you should have heard him so loud, and so melancholy. But notwithstanding, man, I'll do for your master what good I can; and the very yea and the no is, the French Doctor my master, (I may call him my master, look you, for I keep his house, and I wash, wring, brew, bake, fcour, dress meat and drink, make the beds, and do all my self.)
Sim. 'Tis a great charge to come under one body's hand.
Quic. Are you a-vis'd o' that? you shall find it a great charge ; and to be up early and down late.
But notwithstanding, to tell you in your ear, I would have no words of it, my master himself is in love with Mistress Anne Page; but notwithstanding that, I know Anne's mind, that's neither here nor there.
Caius. You jack’nape; give a-this letter to Sir Hugh; by gar, it is a Thallenge : I will cut his throat in de parke, and I will teach a scurvy jacka-nape priest to meddle or make
you may be gone; it is not good you tarry here; by gar, I will cut all his two stones; by gar, he shall not have a stone to trow at his dog.
[Exit Simple. Quic. Alas, he speaks but for his friend.
Caius. It is no matter'a ver dat : do you not tellame, dat I shall have Anne Page for myself? by gar, I vill kill de jack priest; and I have appointed mine host of de sarterre to measure our weapon ; by gar I will myself have Anne Page.
Quic. Sir, the maid loves you, and all fall be welŤ: we must give folks leave to prate; what, the goujere!
Caius. Rugby, come to the court with me;by gar, if I have not Anne Page, I Mall turn your head out of my door :-follow my heels, Rugby:
[Ex. Caius and Rugby. Quic. You shall have An fool's-head of your own. No, I know Anne's mind for that; never a woman in Windsor knows more of Anne's mind than I do, nor can do more than I do with her, I thank heav'n.