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stand any thing; for 'lis not good that children Fal. Very well, sir ; proceed. should know any wickedness; old folks, you know, Ford. There is a gentlewoman in this town, her have discretion, as they say, and know the world. husband's name is Ford.
Fal. Fare thee well : commend me to them Fal. Well, sir. both: there's my purse: I am yet thy debtor.- Ford. I have long loved her, and, I protest 10 Boy, go along with this woman. This news dis- you, bestowed much on her; followed her with a tracts Die!
(Exeunt Quickly and Robin. doting observance ; engrossed opportunities to Pist. This punk is one of Cupid's carriers : meet her; see'd every slight occasion, that could Clap on more sails; pursue, up with your fights; but niggardly give me sight of her: not only Give fire; she is my prize, or ocean whelm them bought many presents to give her, but have given all!
[Exit Pistol. largely to many, to know what she would have Fal. Say'st thou so, old Jack? go thy ways; given: briefly, I have pursued her, as love hath I'll make more of thy old body than I have done. pursued me; which hath been, on the wing of all Will they yet look after thee? Wilt thou, aster occasions. But whatsover I have merited, either the expense of so much money, be now a gainer ? in my mind, or in my means, meed," I am sure, I Good body, I thank thee: Let them say, 'tis grossly have received none ; unless experience be a jewel : done; so it be fairly done, no matter.
that I have purchased at an infinite rate; and that
nath taught me to say this : Enter Bardolph.
Love like a shadow flies, when substance love purBard. Sir John, there's one master Brook below
sues; would fain speak with you, and be acquainted with Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues. you ; and hath sent your worship a morning's Fal. Have you received no promise of satisfac draught of sack.
tion at her hands? Ful. Brook, is his name? Bard. Ay, sir.
| Ford. Never.
Fal. Have you importured her to such a purFal. Call him in ; [Exit Bardolph.] Such Brooks are welcome to me, that o'erflow such Ford. Never. liquor. Ah! ha! mistress Ford and mistress Fal. Of what quality was your love then ? Page, have I encompassed you? go to; via !! Ford. Like a fair house, built upon another
man's ground; so that I have lost my edifice, by Re-enter Bardolph, with Ford disguised.
mistaking the place where I erected it. Ford. Bless you,
Fal. To what purpose have you unfolded this sir.
to me? Fal. And you, sir ; Would you speak with me? Ford. I make bold, to press with so little pre- you all. Some say, that, though she appear honest
Ford. When I have told you that, I have told paration upon you. Fal. You're welcome; What's your will ? Give mirth 'so far, that there is shrewd construction
to me, yet, in other places, she enlargeth her us leave, drawer.
[Exit Bardolph. made of her. Now, sir John, here is the heart of Ford. Sir, I am a gentleman that have spent my purpose : You are a gentleman of excellent much; my name is Brook. Fal. Good master Brook, I desire more acquaint- tance, * authentic in your place and person, gene
breeding, admirable discourse, of great admitance of you.
rally allowed for your many warlike, court-likt, Ford. Good sir John, I sue for yours: not to and learned preparations. charge you; for I must let you understand, I think
Fal. O, sir ! myself in better plight for a lender than you are:
Ford. Believe it, for you know it:-There is the which hath something enboldened me to this money; spend it, spend it; spend more; spend unseasoned intrusion ; for they say, is money go all I have; only give me so much of your time in before, all ways do lie open. Fal. Money is a good soldier, sir, and will on. honesty of this Ford's wife: use your art of wooin?,
exchange of it, as to lay an amiable siege to the Ford. Troth, and I have a bag of money here win her to consent to you; if any man may, you. troubles me; if you will help me to bear it, sir may as soon as any. John, take all, or hall, for easing me of the car
Fal. Would it apply well to the vehemency of riage. Fal . Sir, I know not how I may deserve to be your affection, that I should win what you would
enjoy? Methinks, you prescribe to yourself very your porter.
preposterously. Ford. I will tell you, sir, if you will give me
Ford. O, understand my drift! she dwells so the hearing.
securely on the excellency of her honour, that Fal. Speak, good master Brook: I shall be glad the folly of my soul dares not present itself; she is to be your servant.
too bright to be looked against. Now, could I come Ford. Sir, I hear you are a scholar, -I will be to her with any detection in my hand, my desires brief with you ;-and you have been a man had instance and argument to commend themselves; long known to me, though I had never so good I could drive her then from the ward of her purity means, as desire, to make myself acquainted with her reputation, her marriage-vow, and a thousand you. I shall discover a thing to you, wherein 1 other her defences, which now are too strongly must very much lay open mine own imperfection : embattled against me; What say you to't, sír but, good sir John, as you have one eye upon my John ? follies, as you hear them unfolded, turn another
Fal. Master Brook, I will first make bold with into the register of your own; that I may pass with a reproof the easier, sith? you yourself know, how your
money; next, give me your hand; and last,
as I am a gentleman, you shall, if you will, enjoy easy it is to be such an offender.
Ford's wife. (1) A cant phrase of exultation.
(4) In the greatest companies. (5) Approved. (2) Since (3) Reward.
Ford. Want no money, sir John, you shall want come; by gar, Salhis Pible vell, dat he is no
Ford. O good sir!
| Caius. By gar, he has save his soul, dat he is no Fal. Master Brook, I say you shall.
come ; he has
Rugby, he is dead already, 11
he be come. Fal. Want no mistress Ford, master Brook, you Rug. He is wise, sir : he knew your worship shall want none. I shall be with her (I may tell would kill him, if he came. you,) by her own appointment; even as you came
Caius. By gar,
de herring is no dead, so as I vill in to me, her assistant, or go-between, parted from kill him. Take your rapier, Jack; I vill tell you me: I say, I shall be with her between ten and how I vill kill him. eleven; for at that time the jealous rascally knave, Rug. Alas, sir, I cannot fence. her husband, will be forth. Come you to me at
Caius. Villain-a, take your rapier. night; you shall know how I speed.
Rug. Forbear; here's company. Ford. I am blest in your acquaintance. Do you know Ford, sir ?
Enter Host, Shallow, Slender, and Page. Fal. Hang him, poor cuckoldly knave! I know him not :-yet I wrong him, to call himn poor; they
Host. 'Bless thce, bully doctor. say, the jealous wittolly knave hath masses of Shal. 'Save you, master doctor Caius. money; for the which his wife seems to me well Page. Now, good master doctor! favoured. I will use her as the key of the cuckoldly
Slen. Give you good-morrow, sir. rogue's coffer; and there's my harvest-home.
Caius. Vat be all you, one, two, tree, four, come Ford. I would you knew Ford, sir ; that you
for? might avoid him, if you saw him.
Host. To see thee fight, to see thee foin," to see Fal. Hang him, mechanical salt-butter rogue! I thce traverse, to see thee here, to see thee there ; will stare him out of his wits ; I will awe him with to see thee pass thy punto, thy stock, thy reverse, my cudgel: it shall hang like a meteor o'er the thy distance, thy montánt. Is he dead, my Eth.cuckold's horns : master Brook, thou shalt know, opian? is he dead, my Francisco ? ha, bully! I will predominate o'er the peasant, and thou shalt What says my Æsculapius? my Galen? my heari lie with his wife. Come to me soon at night:- of elder ? ha? is he dead, bully Stale? is he dead? Ford's a knave, and I will aggravate his stile;'
Caius. By gar, he is de coward Jack priest of thou master Brook, shalt know him for a knave de world: he is not show his face. and cuckold :-come to me soon at night. (Erit.
Host. Thou art a Castilian king, Urinal! Hec. Ford. What a damned Epicurean rascal is this ! tor of Greece, my boy! -My heart is ready to crack with impatience
Caius. I pray you, bear witness that me have Who says, this is improvident jealousy My wise stay six or seven, two, tree hours for him, and be hath sent to him, the hour is fixed, ihe match is is no come. inade. Would any man have thought this ?-Seel Shal. He is the wiser man, master doctor: he is the hell of having a false woman! my bed shall a curer of souls, and you a curer of bodies; if you be abused, my coffers ransacked, my reputation should fight, you go against the hair of your pregnawn at; and I shall not only receive this villa- sessions: is it not true, master Page ? nous wrong, but stand under the adoption of abomi Page. Master Shallow, you have yourself been nable terms, and by him that does me this wrong. a great fighter, though now a man of peace. Terms! names !Amaimon sounds well; Lu
Shal. Bodykins, master Page, though I now be cifer, well; Barbason, well; yet they are devil's old, and of the peace, if I see a sword out, my additions, the names of fiends! but cuckold! wit- finger itches to make one : though we are justices, tola cuckold! the devil himself hath not such a
and doctors, and churchmen, master Page, we name. Page is an ass, a secure ass; he will trust have some salt of our youth in us; we are the sons his wife, he will not be jealous : 'I will rather of women, master Page. trust a Fleming with my butter, parson Hugh the
Page. "Tis true, master Shallow. Welshman with my cheese, an Irishman with my
Shal. It will be found so, master Page. Master aquavita? bottle, or a thief to walk my ambling doctor Caius, I am come to fetch you home. Ta gelding, than my wife with herself: then she plots, sworn of the peace; you have showed yourself a then she ruminates, then she devises: and whai wise physician, and sir Hugh hath shown himsi / they think in their hearts they may effect, thev a wise and patient churchman: you must go win will break their hearts but they will effect. Heaven me, master doctor. be praised for my jealousy !-Eleven o'clock the
Host. Pardon, guest justice :-A word, monsieur hour; I will prevent this, detect my wife, be re
Muck-water?' venged on Falstaff, and laugh at Page. will
Caius. Muck-vater! vat is dat? about it ; better three hours too soon, than a
Host. Muck-water, in our English tongue, is minute too late. Fie, fie, fie ! cuckold ! 'cuckoldvalour, bully. cuckold !
Caius. By gar, then I have as much muck-vater
as de Englishman:-Scurvy jack-dog priest! by SCENE III.-Windsor Park. Enter Caius
gar, me vill cut his ears.
Host. He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully.
Host. That is, he will make thee amends.
Caius. By gar, me do look, he shall clapper-deRug. Sir.
claw me; for, by gar, me vill have it. Caius. Vat is de clock, Jack ?
Host. And I will provoke him to't, or let him Rug. 'Tis past the hour, sir, that sir Hugh pro-wag. mised to meet.
Caius. Me tank you for dat.
Host. And moreover, bully,-But this master (1) Add to his title. (2) Contented cuckold. (3) Usquebaugh. (4) Fence.
(6) Cant term for Spaniard. 15) Terms in fencing.
Til Drain of a dunghill.
guest, and master Page, and eke cavalero Slender,l. Eva. Pray you, give me my gown; or else keep go you through the town lo Frogmore.
it in your arms.
(Aside to them. Page. Sir Hugh is there, is he?
Enter Page, Shallow, and Slender. Host. He is there : see what humour he is in ; and I will bring the doctor about by the fields : will Shal. How now, master parson? Good morrow, it do well?
good sir Hugh. Keep a gamester from the dice, Shal. We will do it.
and a good student from his book, and it is wonPage, Shal. and Slen. Adieu, good master doctor. derful.
(Ereunt Page, Shallow, and Slender. Slen. Ah, sweet Anne Page! Caius. By gar, me vill kill de priest ; for he Page. Save you, good sir Hugh! speak for a jack-an-ape to Anne Page.
Eva. 'Pless you from his mercy sake, all of you ! Host. Let him die: but, first, sheath thy impa
Shal. What! the sword and the world! do you tience; throw cold water on thý choler: go about study them both, master parson? the fields with me through Frogmore; I will bring Page. And youthful still
, in your doublet and thee where Mrs. Anne Page is, at a farm-house å hose, this raw rheumatic day? feasting; and thou shalt woo her: Cry'd game, said Eva. There is reasons and causes for it. I well ?
Page. We are come to you, to do a good office, Caius. By gar, me tank you for dat; by gar, I master parson. love you; and I shall procure-a you de good guest, Eva. Fery well: what is it? de earl, de knight, de lords, de gentlemen, my Page. Yonder is a most reverend gentleman, who patients.
belike, having received wrong by some person, is Host. For the which, I will be thy adversary to- at most odds with his own gravity and patience, wards Anne Page; said I well ?
that ever you saw. Caius. By gar, 'tis good; vell said.
Shal. I have lived fourscore years and upward ; Host. Let us wag then.
I never heard a man of his place, gravity, and Caius. Come at my heels, Jack Rugby, learning, so wide of his own respect.
Era. What is he?
Page. I think you know him; master doctor
Caius, the renowned French physician.
Eva. Got's will, and his passion of my heart! I
had as lief you would tell me of a mess of porSCENE I.—A field near Frogmore. Enter Sir ridge. Hugh Evans and Simple.
Eva. He has no more knowledge in Hibocrates Eva. I pray you now, good master Slender's and Gaien,—and he is a knave besides ; a cowardly serving-man, and friend' Simple by your name, knave, as you would desires to be acquainted withal. which way have you looked for master Caius, that Page. I warrant you, he's the man should fight calls himself Doctor of Physic ?
with him. Sim. Marry, sir, the city-ward, the park-ward, Slen. O, sweet Anne Page! every way; old Windsor way, and every way but Shal. It appears so, by his weapons :
them asunder ;-here comes doctor Caius. Era. I most fehemently desire you, you will also
Enter Host, Caius, and Rugby. Sim. I will, sir. Era. 'Pless my soul! how full of cholers I am, Page. Nay, good master parson, keep in your and trempling of mind !-I shall be glad, if he have weapon. deceived me:-how melancholies I am!-1 will Shal. So do you, good master doctor. knog his urinals about his knave's costard,' when I Host. Disarm them, and let them question ; let have good opportunities for the 'ork :-"pless my them keep their limbs whole, and hack our English, coul!
(Sings. Caius. I pray you, let-a me speak a word vit To shallow rivers, to whose falls
your ear: Verefore will you not meet-a me? Melodious birds sing madrigals ;
Eva. Pray you, use your patience ; In good time. There will we make our peds of roses,
Caius. By gar, you are de coward, de Jack do And a thousand fragranl posies. To shallow
Era. Pray you, let us not be laughing-stogs to
other men's humours; I desire you in friendship, Mercy on me! I have a great dispositions to cry. and I will one way or other make you amends :Melodious birds sing madrigals ;
I will knog your urinals about your knave's When as I sal in Pabylon, a
cogscomb, for missing your meetings and appoint
ments. And a thousand fragrant posies.
Caius. Diable !-Jack Rugby,--mine Host de To shallow
Jarterre, have I not stay for him, to kill him? have Sim. Yonder he is coming, this way, sir Hugh. I not, at de place I did appoint ? Eva. He's welcome :
Eva. As I am a Christians soul, now, look you,
this is the place appointed; I'll be judgment by To shallow rivers, to whose falls—
mine host of the Garter. Heaven the right!-What weapons is he? and Welsh; soul-curer and body-curer.
Host. Peace, I say, Guallia and Gaul, French prosper Sim. No weapons, sir: There comes my master,
Caius. Ay, dat is very good!'excellent! master Shallow, and another gentleman from Frog
Host. Peace, I say; hear mine host of the Gar.
ter. more, over the stilc, this way.
Am I politic ? am I subtle ? am I a Machin(1) Head
(2) Babylon, the first line of the 137th Psalm.
the town way.
look that way.
vel ? Shall I lose my doctor ? no; he gives me the plots !-they are laid; and our revolted wiki potions, and the motions. Shall I lose my parson? share damnation together. Well; I will taket.in my priest ? my sir Hugh? no; he gives me the then torture my wise, pluck the borrowed vei pro-verbs and the no-verbs.-Give me thy hand, modesty from the so seemingo mistress Page, i, terrestrial; so:-Give me thy hand, celestial; so. vulge Page himself for a secure and wilful Actav... --Boys of art, I have deceived you both; I have and to these violent proceedings all my neighbou. directed you to wrong places : your hearts are shall cry aim.“ (Clock strikes.) The clock gil's mighty, your skins are whole, and let burnt sack me my cue, and my assurance bids me seara be the issue.-Come, lay their swords to pawn :- there I shall find Falstaff: I shall be rather prais ! Follow me, lad of peace; follow, follow, follow. for this, than mocked; for it is as positive as tinta
Shal. Trust me, a mad host :--Follow, gentle-earth is firm, that Falstaff is there: I will go. men, follow. Slen. 0, sweet Anne Page!
Enter Page, Shallow, Slender, Host, Sir Hug! (Exeunt Shal. Slen. Page, and Host.
Evans, Caius, and Rugby. Caius. Ha! do I perceive dat? have you makea de sot' of us? ha, ha!
Shal. Page, &c. Well met, master Ford. Eva. This is well; he has made us his vlouting Ford. Trust me, a good knot: I have good stog. 2-I desire you, that we may be friends ; and cheer at home; and, I pray you, all go with me. let us knog our prains together, to be revenge on Shal. I must excuse myseli, master Ford. this same scall, scurvy, cogging companion, the Slen. And so must I, sir; we have appointed host of the Garter.
to dine with mistress Anne, and I would not break Caius. By gar, vit all my heart; he promise with her for more money than I'll speak of. to bring me vere is Anne Page: by gar, he de Shal. We have linger'd about a match between ceive me too.
Anne Page and my cousin Slender, and this day Era. Well, I will smite his noddles :--Pray we shall have our answer.
(Exeuni. Slen. I hope, I have your good-will, father
Page. SCE.VE II. - The Street in Windsor. Enter Page. You have, master Slender; I stand whe. Virs. Page and Robin.
ly for you :--but my wise, master doctor, is tur Mrs. Page. Nay, keep your way, little gallant ;
Caius. ây, by gar; and de maid is love-s Le ; you were wont to be a follower, but now you are a my nursh-a (uickly tell me so much. leader : Whether had you rather, lead mine eyes,
Hosi. What say you to young master Fento or eye your master's heels ? Rob. I had rather, forsooth, go before you like writes verses, he speaks holiday, he smells Am!
he capers, he dances, he has eyes of youti, i a man, than follow him like a dwars.
and May: he will carry't, he will carry't ; 'tis D Mrs. Puge. () you are flattering boy; now, I his buttons; he will carry't. see, you'll be a courtier.
Page. Not by my consent, I promise you. Th.
gentlemen is of no having :he kept company with Enter Ford.
the wild Prince and Poins; he is of too high a la
gion, he knows too much. No, he shall not kui it Ford. Well met, mistress Page: Whither go knot in his fortunes with the finger of my sukMrs. Page. Truly, sir, to see your wife: Is she the wealth I have waits on my consent, and m:
stance: if he take her, let him take her simpl; ; at home?
consent goes not that way. Ford. Ay; and as idle as she may hang together, Ford. 'I beseech you, heartily, some of you to for want of company: I think, is your husbands home with me to dinner: besides your cheer, 10; were dead, you two would marry.
shall have sport; I will show you a monster.-Mrs. Puge. Be sure of that, -two other hus- Master doctor, you shall go ;-50 shall you, n. er bands.
Page ;-and you, sir Hugh. Ford. Where had you this pretty weather-cock?
Shul. Well, fare you well:-we shall have the Mrs. Page. I cannot tell what the dickens his freer wooing at master Page's: name is my husband had him of: What do you
(Exeunt Shallow and Slene:. call your knight's name, sirrah?
Caius. Go home, John Rugby; I come anoi. Rob. Sir John Falstail.
(Ezil Riris. Ford, Sir John Falstaff!
Host. Farewell, my hearts: I will to my hon? Mrs. Page. He, he: I can never hit on's name. knight Falstaff, and drink canary with him. There is such a league between my good man
(Eril Hus. and he !-Is your wife at home, indeed ? Ford. Indeed, she is.
Ford. [.Iside.] I think, I shall drink in [.
wine first with him; I'll make him dance. Till Mrs. Page. By your leave, sir ;-I am sick, till I see her. (Exeunt Mrs. Page and Robin.
you go, gentles?
A. Have with you, to see this monster. Ford. Has Page any brains ? hath he any eyes ?
[Exe1t. hath he any thinking? Sure, they sleep; he hath no use of them. Why, this boy will carry a letter SCENE III. A room in Ford's house. Etter twenty miles, as easy as a cannon will shoot point
Mrs. Ford and Mrs. Page. blank twelve score. He pieces-out his wife's inclination; he gives her folly motion, and advan
Mrs. Ford. What, John! what, Robert ! tage: and now she's going to my wife, and Falstaff's poy with her. A man may hear this shower sing basket
Mrs. Page, Quickly, quickly : is the buch in the wind !-and Falstaff's boy with her!–Good Mrs. Ford. I warrant :-what, Robin, I say
(1) Fool. (2) Flouting-stock. (S) Specious. 14) Shall encourage.
(5) Out of the common style. (6) Not rich.
Euter Servants with a basket.
Mrs. Ford. Believe me, there's no such thing Mrs. Page. Come, come, come. Mrs. Ford. Here, set it dowli.
Fal. What made me love thee ? let that perMrs. Page. Give your men the charge ; we Come, I cannot cog, and say, thou art this and
suade thee, there's something extraordinary in thee. must be brief.
Mrs. Ford. Marry, as I told you before, John, that, like a many of these lisping hawthorn bud's, and Robert, be ready here hard by in the brew- that come like women in men's apparel, and with house; and when I suddenly call you, come forth,
like Bucklersburys in simple-time; I cannot : but and (without any pause or staggering,) take this I love thee ; none but thee; and thou deservest it.
Mrs. Ford. Do not betray me, sir; I sear, you basket on your shoulders : that done, trudge with
love mistress Page. it in all haste, and carry it among the whitsters in Datchet Mead, and there empty it in the muddy by the Counter-gate; which is as hateful to me as
Fal. Thou might'st as well say, I love to walk ditch, close by the Thames' side.
the reek of a lime-kiln. Mrs. Page. You will do it? Mrs. Ford. I have told them over and over;
Mrs. Ford. Well, heaven knows, how I love they lack no direction : be gone, and come when you; and you shall one day find it.
Fál. Keep in that mind; I'll deserve it. you are called.
Mrs. Ford. Nay, I must tell you, so you do ; or Mrs. Page. Here comes little Robin.
else I could not be in that mind." Enter Robin.
Rob. [within. Mistress Ford, mistress Ford !
here's mistress Page at the door, sweating and Mrs. Ford. How now, my eyas-musket ?? what blowing, and looking wildly, and would needs news with you?
speak with you presently, Rob. My master, sir John, is come in at your
Fal. She shall not see me; I will ensconce me back-door, mistress Ford; and requests your com- behind the arras. pany.
Mrs. Ford. Pray you, do so; she's a very tatMrs. Page. You little Jack-a-lent, have you tling woman.
(Falstaff hides hisiself. been true to us? Rob. Ay, I'll be sworn: my master knows not
Enter Mistress Page and Robin. of
your being here; and hath threatened to put me into everlasting liberty, if I tell you of it; for, What's the matter? how now? he swears, he'll turn me away.
Mrs. Page. O mistress Ford, what nave you Mrs. Page. Thou’rt a good boy; this secrecy or done? You're shamed, you are overthrown, jui thine shall be a tailor to thee, and shall make thee are undone for ever. a new doublet and hose.--I'll go hide me.
Mrs. Ford. What's the matter, good misires; Mrs. Ford. Do so:-Go tell thy master, I am
Page ? alone. Mrs. Page, remember you your cue.
Mrs. Page. O well-a-day, mistress Ford ! hav
[Exit Robin. ing an honest man to your husband, to give him Irs. Page. I warrant thee; if I do not act it, such cause of suspicion !
(Exit Mrs. Page
Mrs. Ford. What cause of suspicion ? virs. Ford. Go to then; we'll use this unwhole
Mrs. Page. What cause of suspicion ?--Out upCome humidity, this gross watry pumpion ;-we'll on you! how am I mistook in you! Leach him to know turtles from jays.
Mrs. Ford. Why, alas! what's the matter?
Mrs. Page. Your husband's coming hither, weEnter Falstaff.
man, with all the officers in Windsor, to search for
a gentleman, that, he says, is here now in the Fal. Have I caught thee, my heavenly jewel ? house, by your consent, to take an ill advantage of Why, now let me die, for I have lived long enough; his absence. You are undone. this is the period of my ambition : 0 this blessed Mrs. Ford. Speak louder.-[Aside. ]—'Tis nut hour!
so, I hope. Mrs. Ford. O sweet sir John !
Mrs. Page. Pray heaven it be not so, that you Fal. Mistress Ford, I cannot cog, I cannot prate, have such a man here; but 'tis most certain your Mistress Ford. Now shall I sin in my wish: 1 husband's coming, with half Windsor at his heels, would thy husband were dead: I'll speak it before to search for such a one, I come before to toi the best lord, I would make thee my lady. you: if you know yourself clear, why I am glad Mrs. Ford. I your lady, sir John! alas, I should of it: but if you have a friend here, convey, cor. be a pitiful lady.
vey him out. "Be not amazed; call all your senses Fá. Let the court of France show me such ano-to you; defend your reputation, or bid fareweil to ther; I see how thine eyes would emulate the your good life forever. diamond: thou hast the right arched bent of the Mrs. Ford. What shall I do?-There is a genbrow, that becomes the ship-lire, the tire-valiant, tleman, my dear friend; and I fear not mine can or any tire of Venetian admittance.
shame, so much as his peril: I had rather than a Mrs. Ford. A plain kerchief, sir John: my thousand pound, he were out of the house. brows become nothing else ; nor that well neither. Mrs. Page. For shame, never stand you hail
Fal. Thou art a traitor to say so: thou would'st rather, and you had rather; your husband's here make an absolute courtier; and the firm fixture of at hand, bethink you of some conveyance: in the thy foot would give an excellent motion to thy gait, house you cannot hide him.-O, how have you dein a semi-circled farthingale. I see what thou ceived me!-Look, here is a basket; if he be of wert, if fortune thy toe were not; nature is thy any reasonable stature, he may creep in here; and friend: come, thou canst not hide it.
throw foul linen upon him, as if it were going to (1) Bleachers of linen.
(4) Venetian fashions. A young small hawk.
(5) Formerly chiefly inhabited by druggists. A puppet thrown at in Lent, like shrove-cocks. Prison.