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SCENE III.A room in the Garter Inn. Enter gilded my foot, sometimes my portly belly.
Falstaff, Host, Bardolph, Nym, Pistol, and Pist. I'hen did the sun on dunghill shine.
Nym. I thank thee for that humour.
Fal. O, she did so course o'er my exteriors with Fal. Mine host of the Garter,Host. What says my bully-rook? Speak scho- did seem to scorch me up like a burning-glass!
such a greedy intention, that the appetite of her eye larly, and wisely.
Here's another letter to her : she bears the purse Fal. Truly, mine host, I must turn away some too: she is a region in Guiana, all gold and bounty. of my followers. Host. Discard, bully Hercules ; cashier : let 'exchequers to me; they shall be my Easi and West
I will be cheatert to them both, and they shall be them wag; trot, trot.
Indies, and I will trade to them both. Go, bear Fal. I sit at ten pounds a week. Host. Thou’rt an emperor, Cæsar, Keisar, and mistress Ford : we will thrive, lads, we will thrive.
thou this letter to mistress Page; and thou this to Pheezar. I will entertain Bardolph; he shall Pist. Shall I Sir Pandarus of 'Troy become, draw, he shall tap: said I well, bully Hector ?
And by my side wear steel ? then, Lucifer, take all! Fal. Do so, good mine host. Host. I have spoke; let him follow: let me see the humour letter ; I will keep the 'haviour of re
Nym. I will run no base humour; here, take thee froth, and lime: I am at a word; follow.
(Erit Host. Fal. Bardolph, follow him; a tapster is a good
Fal. Hold, sirrah, (to Rob.] bear you these let
ters tightly ;* trade: an old cloak makes a new jerkin; a wither- Sail like my pinnace to these golden shores.ed serving-man, a fresh tapster: go; adieu.
Rogues, hence, avaunt! vanish like hail-stones, go; Bard. It is a life that I have desired ;, I will Trudge, plod, away, o' the hoof; seek shelter, thrive.
(E.cit Bard. Pist. O base Gongarian' wight! wilt thou the Falstaff will learn the humour of this age,
pack! spigot wield?
French thrilt, you rogues; myself, and skirted Nym. He was gotten in drink: is not the hu
page. [Ereunt Falstaff and Robin. mour conceited ? His mind is not heroic, and Pist. Let vultures gripe thy guts ! for gourd and there's the humour of it.
fullam holds, Fal. I am glad, I am so acquit of this tinder- And high and low beguile the rich and poor : box; his thefts were too open: his filching was Tester I'll have in pouch,' when thou shalt lack, like an unskilful singer, he kept not time.
Buse Phrygian Turk! Nym. The good humour is, to steal at a minute's
Nym. I have operations in my head, which be
humours of revenge. Pist. Convey, the wise it call: steal! foh; a Pist. Wilt thou revenge
re? fico? for the phrase !
By welkin, and her star Fal. Well, sirs, I am almost out at heels.
Pist. With wit, or steel? Pist. Why then let kibes ensue.
With both the humours, I Fal. There is no remedy; I must coney-catch; I will discuss the humour of this love to Page. I must shift.
Pist. And I to Ford shall eke unfold, Pist. Young ravens must have food.
How Falstaff, varlet vile, Fal. Which of you know Ford of this town?
His dove will prove, his gold will hold, Pist. I ken the wight; he is of substance good.
And his soft couch defile. Fal. My honest lads, I will tell you what I am about.
Nym. My humour shall not cool: I will incense Pist. Two yards, and more.
Page to deal with poison; I will possess him with Fal. No quips now, Pistol ; indeed, I am in the yellowness,' for the revolt of mien is dangerous : waist two yards about: but I am now about no that is my true humour. waste; I am about thrift. Brietly, I do mean to Pist. Thou art the Mars of malcontents : I semake love to Ford's wife; I spy entertainment in cond thee; troop on.
[Ereitni. her; she discourses, she carves, she gives the leer of invitation: I can construe the action of her fa- SCENE IV.A room in Dr. Csius' house, Enler miliar style; and the hardest voice of her beha Mrs. Quickly, Simple, and Rugby. viour, to be English'd rightly, is, I am Sir John Falstaf's.
Quick. What: John Rugby!-I pray thee, go Pist. He hath studied her well, and translated to the casement, and see if you can see my master, her well; out of honesty into English.
master Doctor Caius, coming: if he do i faith, and Nym. The anchor is deep: will that humour find any body in the house, here will be an old
abusing of God's patience, and the king's English. Fal. Now, the report goes, she has all the rule Rug. I'll go watch.
(Erii Rugby. of her husband's purse; she hath legions of an Quick. Go; and we'll have a posset fort soon at gels.
night, in faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal fire. Pist. As many devils entertain; and, To her, An honest, willing, kind fellow, as ever servant boy, say I.
shall come in house withal; and, I warrant you, no Nym. The humour rises; it is good: humour tell-tale, nor no breed-bate:10' his worst fault is, me the angels.
that he is given to prayer; he is something peevishi Fal. I have writ me here a letter to her: and that way; but nobody but has his fault;-but let here another to Page's wife; who even now gave that pass. Peter Simple, you say your name is? me good eyes too, examin'd my parts with most Siin. Ay, for fault of a better. judicious eyliads : sometimes the beam of her view Quick. And master Slender's your master?
(!) For Hungarian. (2) Fig. (3) Gold coin. (7) Sispence I'll have in pocket. (4) Escheatour, an officer in the È schequer (8) Instigate. (9) Jealousy. (10) Strise. 15) Cleverly. (6) False dice.
Sim. Ay, forsooth.
for my master, in the way of marriage. Quick. Does he not wear a great round beard, Quick. This is all, indeed, la ; but l'il ne'er put like a glover's paring-knife ?
my finger in the fire, and need not. Sim. No forsooth: he hath but a little wee face, Caius. Sir Hugh send-a you?—Rugby, baillez wih a little yellow beard ; a Cain-coloured beard me some paper :- Tarry you a little-a while. Quick. A softly-sprighted man, is he not?
[writes. Sim. Ay, forsooth: but he is' as tall' a man of Quick. I am glad he is so quiet: if he had been his hands, as any is between this and his head: he thoroughly moved, you should have heard him so hath fought with a warrener.”
loud, and so melancholy ;-but notwithstanding, Quick. How say you ?-0, I should remember man, I'll do your master what good I can: and, hin; does he not hold up his head, as it were ? and the very yea and the no is, the French doctor, mv ilt in his gait ?
master, -I may call him my master, look you, for Sim. Yes, indeed, does he.
I keep his house; and I wash, wring, brew, bake, Quick. Well, heaven send Anne Page no worse scour, dress meat and drink, make the beds, and fostune! Tell master parson Evans, I will do what do all myself ;Icon for your master: Anne is a good girl, and I Sim. "I'is a great charge, to come under one will
Quick. Are you advis'd o' that? you shall find it a Re-enter Rugby.
great charge: and to be up early, and down late ;
but notwithstanding (to tell you in your ear;. ! Rug. Out, alas ! here comes my master. would have no words of it;) my master himselt is
Quick. We shall all be shent:' run in here, good in love with mistress Anne Page: but notwithyoung man; go into this closet. (Shuts Simple in standing that,-1 know Anne's mind,—that's nei tie closet.) He will not stay long.-What, John ther here nor therc. Rugby! John, what, John, I say !-Go, John, go Caius. You jack’nape ; give-a dis letter to si inquire for my master; I 'doubt, he be not well, Ilugh; by gar, it is a shallenge: I vill cut his troat that he comes not home :—and down, down, in de park; and I vill teach a scurvy jack-a-nape adurcn-a, &c.
[Sings. priest to meddle or make:-you may be gone; it
is not good you tarry here:--by gar, I will cut all Enter Doctor Caius.
his two stones; by gar, he shall not have a stone to trow at his dog.
[Exit Simple. Caius. Vat is you sing? I do not like dese toys; Quick. Alas, he speaks but for his friend. Pray you, go and vetch me in my closet un boitier Caius. It is no matter-a for dat :-do not you derd; a box, a green-a box; do intend vat I speak? tell-a me dat I shall have Anne Page for myself? a green-a box.
-by gar, I vill kill de Jack priest; and I have apQuick. Ay, sorsooth, I'll fetch it you. I am glad pointed mine host of de Jarterre to measure our he went not in himself; if he had found the young weapon :-by gar, I vill myself have Anne Page. inan, he would have been horn-mad. (side. Quick. Sir, the maid loves you, and all shall be
Caius. Fe, fe, fe, fe! ma foi, il fait fort chaud. well: we must give folks leave to prate: What, Je m'en vais à la cour, -la grand affaire.
the good-jer! Quick. Is it this, sir ?
Caius. Rugby, come to the court vit me ;-by Caius. Only; mette le au mon pocket; depeche, gar, if I have not Anne Page, I shall turn your quickly:-Vere is dat knave Rugby!
head out of my door:-Follow my heels, Rugby. Quick. What, John Rugby! John!
[Ereunt Caius and Rugby. Rug. Here, sir.
Quick. You shall have An fools-head of your Caius. You are John Rugby, and you are Jack own. No, I know Anne's mind for that: never a Rugby: come, take-a your rapier, and come after woman in Windsor knows more of Anne's mind my heel to de court.
than I do; nor can do more than I do with her, I. Rug. 'Tis ready, sir, here in the porch. thank heaven.
Catus. By my trot, I tarry too long :-Od's me! Fent. (Within.) Who's within there, ho ? Qu'ay j'oublié ? dere is some simples in my closet, Quick. Who's there, I trow? Come near the dat l vill not for the varld I shall leave behind. house, I pray you.
Quick. Ah me! he'll find the young man there, and be mad.
Enter Fenton. Caius. O diable, diable ! vat is in my closet ?Villany! larron! [Pulling Simple out.] Rugby, Fent. How now, good woman; how dost thou ? my rapier.
Quick. The better, that it pleases your good Quick. Good master, be content.
worship to ask. Caius. Verefore shall I be content-a ?
Fent. What news? how does pretty mistress Quick. The young man is an honest man. Anne ?
Caius. Vat shall de honest man do in my closet ? Quick. In truth, sir, and she is pretty, and dere is no honest man dat shall come in my closet. honest, and gentle; and one that is your friend, I
Quick. I beseech you, be not so flegmatic; hear can tell you that by the way; I praise heaven for it. the truth of it: he came of an errand to me from Fent. Shall I do any good, thinkest thou? Shall parson Hugh.
I not lose my suit ? Caius. Pell.
Quick. Troth, sir, all is in his hands above : but Sim. Ay, forsooth, to desire her to- notwithstanding, master Fenton, I'll be sworn on a Quick. Peace, I pray you.
book, she loves you :-Have not your worship a Caus. Peace-a your tongue:-Speak-a your tale. wart'above your eye?
Sim. To desire this honest gentlewoman, your Fent. Yes, marry, have I ; what of that? maid, to speak a good word to mistress Anne Page, Quick. Well, thereby hangs a tale ;-good faith, (1) Brave. (2) The keeper of a warren.
(4) The goujere, what the pox! 3) Scolded, reprimanded.
it is such another Nan:-but, I detest,' an honest show you to the contrary : 0, mistress Page, give muid as ever broke bread :-We had an hour's me some counsel! talk of that wart;-I shall never laugh but in that Mrs. Paye. What's the matter, woman? maid's company.-But, indeed, she is given too Mrs. Ford. O woman, if it were not for one anch to allichollyand musing : but for you- trilling respect, I could come to such honour! Well, go to.
Mrs. Page. Hang the trifle, woman; take the Feni. Well, I shall see her to-day: hold, there's honour : what is it ?-dispense with trilles ;-what money for thee; let me have thy voice in my be- is it? half: 'if thou seest her before me, commend me Mrs. Ford. If I would but go to hell for an
Quick. Will I? i’taith, that we will: and I will eternal moment, or so, I could be knighted. tell your worship more of the wart, the next time Mrs. Pagt. What' ?--thou liest !-Sir Alice we have contidence; and of other wooers. Ford !--These knights will hack; and so thou Fent. Well, farewell; I am in great haste now. shouldst not alter the article of thy gentry.
(Erit. Mrs. Ford. We burn day-light :-here, read, Quick. Farewell to your worship.-Truly, an read ;-perceive how I might be knighted. I shall honest gentleman; but Anne loves him not; for think the worse of fat men, as long as I have an eye to I know Anne's mind as well as another does : make difference of men's liking: and yet he would Ont upon't ! what have I forgot ?
[E.cit. not swear; praised women's modesty: and gave
such orderly and well-behaved reproof to all un
comeliness, that I would have sworn his disposition
would have gone to the truth of his words: but they ACT II.
do no more adhere and keep place together, than the hundredth psalm to the tune of Green Sleeres.
What tempest, I trow, threw this whale, with so SCENE 1.–Before Page's house. Enter Mis.
many tuns of oil in his belly, ashore at Windsor ? tress Page, with a leller.
How shall I be revenged on him? I think the best Mrs. Page. What! have I 'scaped love-letters fire of lust have melted him in his own grease. Did
way were to entertain him with hope, till the wicked in the holy-day time of my beauty, and am I now
you ever hear the like? 3 subject for them? Let me see:
(reads. Ask me no reason why I lore you; for though or Page and Ford differs !--To thy great comfort
Mrs. Page. Letter for letter ; but that the name love use reason for his precisian," he admits him in this mystery of ill opinions, here's the twin 100 for his counsellor : You are not young, no brother of thy letter: but let thine inherit first; for, more am I; go to then, there's sympathy : you I protest, míne never shall. I warrant, he hath a are merry, so an I; ha! ha! then there's more thousand of these letters, writ with blank space for sympathy': you love sack, and so do I; would different names (sure more,) and these are of the you desire better sympathy? Let it suffice thee, second edition : he will print them out of doubt: mistress Page (at the least, if the love of a soldier for he cares not what he puts into the press, when can suffice,) that I love thee., I will not say, pily he would put us two. I had rather be a giantess, me, 'lis not a soldier-like phrase ; but I say, love and lie under mount Pelion. Well, I will lind you me. By me,
twenty lascivious turtles, ere one chaste man. Thine own true knight,
Mrs. Ford. Why, this is the very same; the By day or night,
very hand, the very words: what doth he think of us? Or any kind of light, With all his might,
Mrs. Page. Nay, I know not: it makes me alFor thee to fight,
most ready to wrangle with mine own honesty. I'll
entertain myself like one that I am not acquainted John Falstaff.
withal; for, sure, unless he know some strain in What a Herod of Jewry is this !-0 wicked, me, that I know not myself, he would never have wiched world !-one that is well nigh worn to boarded me in this fury. p.eces with age, to show himself a young gallant !
Mrs. Ford. Boarding, call you it? I'll be sure What an unweighed behaviour hath this Flemish to keep him above deck. drunkard picked (with the devil's name) out of my
Mrs. Page. So will I; if he come under my conversation, that he dares in this manner assay hatches, I'll never to sea again. Let's be revenged me? Why, he hath not been thrice in my compa- on him: let's appoint him a meeting: give him a ny!--What should I say to himn ?-I was then show of comfort in his suit; and lead him on with frugal of my mirth :-heaven forgive me !-Why, a fine-baited delay, till he hath pawn'd his horses Illexhibit a bill in the parliament for the putting to mine host of the Garter. s!wn of men. How shall I be revenged on him?
Mrs. Ford. Nay, I will consent to act any vil. for revenged I will be, as sure as his guts are made any against him, that may not sully the chariness? of puddings.
of our honesty. O, that iny husband saw this let.
ter! it would give eternal food to his jealousy. Enter Mistress Ford.
Mrs. Page. Why, look, where he comes; and
my good man too: he's as far from jealousy, as I Mrs. Ford. Mistress Page! trust me, I was am from giving him cause; and that, I hope, is an quinz to your house.
Urs. Ford. You are the happier woman. Vrs. Page. And, trust me, I was coming to you. You look very ill.
Mrs. Page. Let's consult together against this Mrs. Ford. Nay, I'll ne'er believe that; I have greusy knight: come hither. [They retire. to show to the contrary. Mrs. Page. 'Faith, but you do, in my mind.
Enter Ford, Pistol, Page, and Nym. Mrs. Ford. Well, I do then; yct, I say, I could
Ford. Well, I hope, it be not so. (1) She means, I protest. (2) Melancholy. 13) Most probably Shakspeare wrote Physician./
Pist. Hope is a curta il: dog in some affairs : in his intent towards our wives, are a yoke of his Sir John affects thy wife.
discarded men; very rogues, now they be out of Ford. Why, sir, my wife is not young:
service. Pist. He woos both high and low, both rich and Ford. Were they his men ? poor,
Page. Marry, were they. Botn young and old, one with another, Ford ; Ford. I like it never the better for that.-Does He loves thy gally-mawfry ;? Ford, perpend. he lie at the Garter? Ford. Love my wife?
Page. Ay, marry, does he. If he should intend Pist. With liver burning hot: prevent, or go thou, this voyage towards my wife, I would turn her Like sir Actæon he, with Ring-wood at thy heels : loose to him; and what he gets more of her than 0, odious is the naine !
sharp words, let it lie on my head. Ford. What name, sir ?
Ford. I do not misdoubt my wife; but I would Pist. The horn, I say: farewell.
be loth to turn them together: A man may be too Take heed, ere summer comes, or cuckoo-birds do confident : I would have nothing lie on my head: 1 sing.
cannot be thus satisfied. Away, sir corporal Nym.-
Page. Look, where my ranting host of the GarBelieve it, Page; he speaks sense. (Eril Pistol. ter comes: there is either liquor in his pate, or
Ford. I will be patient; I will tind out this. money in his purse, when he looks so merrily.
Nym. And this is true. (To Page.] I like not low now, mine host ? the humour of lying. He hath wrong'd me in some humours; I should have borne the humoured let
Enter Host and Shallow. ter to her: but I have a sword, and it shall bite upon my necessity. He loves your wife; there's Host. How now, bully-rook ? thou’rt a gentlethe short and the long. My name is corporal Nym; man: cavalero-justice, I say. I speak, and I avouch. "Tis true :--my name is Shal. I follow, mine host, I follow.-Good even Nym, and Falstaff loves your wife.-Adieu! I love and twenty, good master Page! Master Page, will not the humour of bread and cheese ; and there's you go with us ? we have sport in hand. the humour of it. Adieu.
(Exit Nym. Host. Tell him, cavalero-justice; tell him, bully Page. The humour of it, quoth 'a! here's a fel- rook. low frights humour out of his wits.
Shal. Sir, there is a fray to be fought, between Ford. I will seek out Falstaff.
sir Hugh the Welsh priest, and Caius the French Page. I never heard such a drawling, affecting doctor.
Ford. Good mine host o’ the Garter, a word Ford. If I do find it, well.
Page. I will not believe such a Cataian, 4 though Host. What say'st thou, bully-rook ? the priest of the town commended him for a true
[They go aside.
Shal. Will you [to Page) go with us to behold Ford. 'Twas a good sensible fellow: Well. it? my merry host hath had the measuring of their Page. How now, ?
weapons; and, think, he hath appointed them Mrs. Page. Whilher go you, George ?-Hark contrary places : for, believe me, I hear, the paryou.
son is no jester. Hark, I will tell you what our Mrs. Ford. How now, sweet Frank? why art sport shall be. thou melancholy?
Flost. Hast thou no suit against my knight, my Ford. I melancholy! I am not melancholy.-guest-cavalier ? Get you home, go.
Ford. None, I protest : but I'll give you a pottle Mrs. Ford.' 'Faith, thou hast some crotchets in of burnt sack to give me recourse to him, and tell thy head now.-Will you go, mistress Page ? him, my name is Brook; only for a jest.
Mrs. Page. Have with you.-You'll come to Tlost. My hand, bully: thou shalt have egress dinner, George?-Look, who comes yonder: she and regress; said I well? and thy name shall be shall be our messenger to this paltry knight. Brook: It is a merry knight.--Will you go on,
(Aside to Mrs. Ford. hearts ?
Shal. Have with you, mine host.
Page. I have heard, the Frenchman hath good
skill in his rapier. Mrs. Ford. Trust me, I thought on her : she'ni Shal. Tut, sir, I could have told you more : In fit it.
these times you stand on distance, your passes, Mrs. Page. You are come to see my daughter stoccadoes, and I know not what: 'tis the heart, Anne ?
master Page ; 'tis here, 'tis here. I have seen the Quick. Ay, forsooth; and, I pray, how does time, with my long sword, I would have made you good mistress Anne?
four tall fellows skip like rats. Mrs. Page. Go in with us, and see; we have an Host. Here, boys, here, here! shall we wag? nour's talk with you.
Page. Have with you :-I had rather hear them (Exe. Mrs. Page, Mrs. Ford, and Mrs. Quick. scold than fight. Page. How now, master Ford ?
[Ereunt Host, Shallow, and Page. Ford. You heard what this knave told me
so firmly on his wife's frailty, yet I cannot put off Page. Yes; and you heard what the other told my opinion so easily: She was in his company at me 1
Page's house ; and, what they made there, I know Ford. Do you think there is truth in them? not. Well, I will look further into't: and 'l have a
Page. Hang 'em, slaves!. I do not think the disguise to sound Falstaff: Im I lind her honest, I Enight would offer it: but these that accuse him lose not my labour; if she be otherwise, 'tis labour
(Ezil. (1) A dog that misses his game. (2) A medley. (3) Consider. (4) A lying sharper.
(5) Stout, bold. (6) Did.
SCENE II.-A room in the Garter Inn. Enter it ; you have brought her into such a canaries,' 13 Falstaff and Pistol.
'tis wonderful. The best courtier of them all, when
the court lay at Windsor, could never have brought Fal. I will not lend thee a penny.
her to such a canary. Yet there has been knitis, Pist. Why, then the world's mine oyster,
and lords, and gentlemen, with their coaches ; 1 Which I with sword will open.
warrant you, coach after coach, letter after letter, I will retort the sum in equipage.'
gift after gift; smelling so sweetly (all musk,) and Fal. Not a penny. I have been content, sir, you so rushling, I warrant you, in silk and gold; and should lay my countenance to pawn: ! have grato in such alligant terms; and in such wine and sugar ed upon my good friends for three reprieves for you of the best, and the fairest, that would have von and your coach-fellow2 Nym; or else you had looked through the grate like a geminy of baboons. never get an eye-wink of' her. I had myself twenty I am damned in hell, for swearing to gentlemen my angels given me this morning : but I dely all ange! friends, you were good soldiers, and tall fellows: (in any such sort, as they say,) but in the way of and when mistress Bridget lost the handle of her honesty :-and, I warrant you, they could never fan, I took’t upon my honour, thou hadst it not. her so much as sip on a cup with the proudesi at Pist. Didst thou not share? hadst thou not fis- them all: and yet there has been earls, nay, which teen pence?
is more, pensioners; but, I warrant you, all is one Fal. Reason, you rogue, reason: Think'st thou, with her. I'll endanger my soul gralis ? At a word, hang nó Fal. But what says she to me? be brief, my good more about me, I am no gibbet for you :-90.-A she Mercury. short knife and a throng: 3-to your manor of Pickt Quick. Marry, she hath received your letter, hatch,“ 'go.—You'll not bear a letter for me, you for the which she thanks you a thousand times : rogue !-you stand upon your honour !-Why, thou and she gives you to notify, that her husband will unconfinable baseness, it is as much as I can do, to be absence from his house between ten and elever: keep the terms of my honour precise. 1, 1, I my Fal. Ten and eleven? self sometimes, leaving the fear of heaven on the
Quick. Ay, forsooth; and then you may com left hand, and hiding mine honour in my necessity, and see the picture, she says, that you wote of;am fain to shuffle, to hedge, and to lurch; and yet master Ford, her husband, will be from home. you, rogue, will ensconces your rays, your cat-a- Alas! the sweet woman leads an ill life with him ; mountain looks, your red-lattice phrases, and your he's a very jealousy man; she leads a very fraubold-beating oaths, under the shelter of your ho- poldo life with him, good heart. nour! You will not do it, you?
Fal. Ten and eleven? Woman, commend me to Pist. I do relent; What would'st thou more of her ; I will not fail her. man?
Quick. Why, you say well: But I have another
messenger to your worship : Mistress Page hath Enter Robin.
her hcarty commendations to you t00;-and let me Rob. Sir, here's a woman would speak with you. wife, and one (I tell you) that will not miss your
tell you in your ear, she's as fartuous a civil modest Fal. Let' her approach.
morning nor evening prayer, as any is in Windsor, Enter Mistress Quickly.
whoc'er be the other: and she bade me tell your
worship, that her husband is seldom from home; Quick. Give your worship good-morrow. but, she hopes, there will come a time. I never Fal. Good-morrow, good wise.
knew a woman so dote upon a man: surely, I think Quick. Not so, an't please your worship. you have charms, la; yes, in truth. Fal. Good maid, then ?
Fal. Not I, I assure thee; setting the attraction Quick. I'll be sworn; as my mother was, the of my good parts aside, I have no other charms. first hour I was born. Fal. I do believe the swearer : What with me?
Quick. Blessing on your heart fort! Quick. Shall I vouchsafe your worship a word Fal. But, I pray thee, tell me this; has Ford's or two?
wife, and Page's wife, acquainted each other kou Fal. Two thousand, fair woman; and I'll vouch- they love me? safe thce the hearing.
Quick. That were a jest, indeed !-they have rot Quick. There is one mistress Ford, sir;- pray, so little grace, I hope :--that were a trick, indece! come a little nearer this ways:-I myself dwell But mistress Page would desire you to send hir with master doctor Caius.
your little page, of all loves ;?o her husband has a Fal. Well, on : Mistress Ford, you say,
marvellous infection to the little page : and, truly, Quick. Your worship says very true: I pray your master Page is an honest man. Never a wite iii worship, come a little nearer this ways.
Windsor leads a better life than she does; do what Fal. I warrant thee, nobody hears ;-mine own she will, say what she will, take all, pay all, go :) people, mine own people.
bed when she list, rise when she list, all as she Quick. Are they so? Heaven bless them, and will; and truly she deserves it: for if there be a make them his servants !
kind woman in Windsor, she is one.
You must Fal. Well: mistress Ford ;-what of her? send her your page; no remedy.
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