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Skal. By my fidelity, this is not well, masterlicly shamed: and, methinks, there would be no Ford; this wrongs you.
period to the jest, should he not be publicly Eva. Master Ford, you must pray, and not shamed. follow the imaginations of your own heart: this is Mrs. Page. Come, to the forge with it then, jealousies,
shape it: I would not have things cool. (Ereurs. Ford. Well, he's not here I seek for. Page. No, nor no where else, but in your brain. SCENE NI. Aroom in the Garler Inn. Enler Ford. Help to search my house this one time:
Host and Bardolph. if I find not what I seek, show no colour for my extremity, let me for ever be your table-sport: let Bard. Sir, the Germans desire to have three w them say of me, As jealous as Ford, that search'd your horses: the duke himself will be to-morrow as a hollow walnut for his wife's leman. Satisfy me court, and they are going to meet him. once more; once more search with me.
Host. What duke should that be, comes so se Mrs. Ford. What hoa, mistress Page! come cretly? I hear not of him in the court: Let mo you, and the old woman down; my husband will speak with the gentlemen; they speak English ? come into the chamber.
Bard. Ay, sir; I'll call them to you. Ford. Old woman! What old woman's that ? Host. They shall have my horses; but I'll make Mrs. Ford. Why, it's my maid's aunt of Brent- them pay, I'll sauce them: they have had my house ford.
a week at command; I have turned away my other Ford. A witch, a quean, an old cozening quean! guests: they must come off; I'll sauce them: Come. Have I not forbid her my house? She comes of
(Exeunt. errands, does she? We are simple men; we do not know what's brought to pass under the profes- SCENE IV.A room in Ford's House. Enter sion of fortune-telling. She works by charms, by Page, Ford, Mrs. Page, Mrs. Ford, and Ser spells, by the figure, and such daubery as this is ;| Hugh Evans. beyond our element: we know nothing. -Come down, you witch, you hag you; come down, I say: Eva. 'Tis one of the pest discretions of a 'oman
Mrs. Ford. Nay, good sweet husband ;-good as ever I did look upon. gentlemen, let him not strike the old woman. Page. And did he send you both these letters at
an instant ? Enter Falstaff in women's clothes, led by Mrs.Page. Mrs. Page. Within a quarter of an hour.
Ford. Pardon me, wile: Henceforth do what Mrs. Page. Come, mother Pratt, come, give me
thou wilt; your hand.
I rather will suspect the sun with old, Ford. I'll prat her :-Out of my door, you Than thee with wantonness : now auth thy honour witch! (beats him.) you rag, you baggage, you stand, polecat, you ronyon!: out! out? I'll conjure you, In him that was of late a heretic,
[Exit Falstaff. As firm as faith. Mrs. Page. Are you not ashamed? I think, you Page.
'Tis well, 'tis well; no more. have kill'd the poor woman.
Be not as extreme in submission, Mrs. Ford. Nay, he will do it: 'Tis a goodly As in offence;
But let our plot go forward : let our wives Ford. Hang her, witch!
Yet once again, to make us public sport, Eva. By yea and no, I think, the 'oman is a Appoint a meeting with this old fat fellow, witch indeed : I like not when a oman has a great where we may take him, and disgrace him for it. peard; I spy a great peard under her muffler. Ford. There is no better way than that they Ford. Will you follow, gentlemen? I beseech spoke of. you, follow; see but the issue of my jealousy: if i Page. How! to send him word they'll meet him cry out thus upon no trail,» never trust me when I in the park at midnight! fie, fie; he'll never come. open again.
Eva. You say he has been thrown in the rivers ; Page. Let's obey his humour a little further; and has been grievously peaten, as an old 'oman; Come, gentlemen. (Ex. Page, Ford, Shal, and Eva. methinks, there should be terrors in him, that he
Mrs. Page. Trust me, he beat him most pitifully. should not come; methinks his flesh is punished, Mrs. Ford. Nay, by the mass, that he did not; he shall have no desires. he beat him most unpitifully, methought.
Page. So think I too. Mrs. Page. I'll have the cudgel hallowed, and Mrs. Ford. Devise but how you'll use him when hung o'er the altar; it hath done meritorious service.
he comes, Mrs. Ford. What think you ? May we, with the And let us two devise to bring him thither. warrant of womanhood, and the witness of a good Mrs. Page. There is an old tale goes, that Herne conscience, pursue him with any further revenge ? the hunter, Mrs. Page. The spirit of wantonness is, sure, Sometime a keeper here in Windsor forest, scared out of him ; if the devil have him not in fee- Doth all the winter time, at still midnight, simple, with fine and recovery, he will never, I Walk round about an oak, with great ragg’d horns think, in the way of waste, attempt us again. And there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle,
Mrs. Ford. Shall we tell our husbands how we And makes milch-kine yield blood, and shakes a have served him?
chain Mrs. Page. Yes, by all means; if it be but to In a most hideous and dreadful manner. scrape the figures out of your husband's brains. If You have heard of such a spirit ; and well you they can find in their hearts, the poor unvirtuous know, fat knight shall be any further allicted, we two
will the superstitious idle-headed elde still be the ministers.
Receiv'd, and did deliver to our age, Mrs. Ford. I'll warrant, they'll have him pub- This tale of Herne the hunter for a truth. (2) Scab. (3) Scents (4) Cry out. (5) Strikes.
(6) Old age.
I'll fortune-tell you.
credit for you.
Page. Why, yet there want not many, that do fear thick-skin ? speak, breathe, discuss ; brief, short, In deep of night to walk by this Herne's oak; quick, snap. But what of this ?
Sim. Marry, sir, I come to speak with sir John Mrs. Ford. Marry, this is our device; Falstaff from master Slender. That Falstaff at that oak shall meet with us, Host. There's his chamber, his house, his castle, Disguis'd like Herne, with huge horns on his head. his standing-bed, and truckle-bed; 'tis painted
Page. Well, let it not be doubted but he'll come, about with the story of the prodigal, fresh and new : And in this shape: When you have brought him Go, knock and call; he'll speak like an Anthropothither,
phaginian: unto thee: Knock, I say. What shall be done with him ? what is your plot ? Sim. There's an old woman, a fat woman, gone Mrs. Page. That likewise have we thought up-up into his chamber; I'll be so bold as to stay, sir, on, and thus :
till she come down: I come to speak with her, inNan Page my daughter, and my little son, deed. And three or four more of their growth, we'll dress Host. Ha! a fat woman! the knight may be robLike urchins, ouphes,' and fairies, green and white, bed: I'll call. --Bully knight! Bully sír John ! With rounds of waxen tapers on their heads, speak from thy lungs military: Art thou there? it And rattles in their hands; upon a sudden,
is thine host, thine Ephesian, calls. As Falstaff, she, and I, are newly met,
Fal. [.Above.) How now, mine host ? Let them from forth a saw-pit rush at once
Host. Here's a Bohemian Tartar tarries the With some diffused2 song ; upon their sight, coming down of thy fat woman: Let her descend, We two in great amazedness will fly:
bully, let her descend: my chambers are honouraThen let them all encircle him about,
ble: Fie! privacy? fie!
Fal. There was, mine host, an old fat woman Mrs. Ford.
And till he tell the truth, even now with me; but she's gone. Let the supposed fairies pinch him sound," Sim. Pray you, sir, was't not the wise woman And burn him with their tapers.
of Brentford 1 Mrs. Page.
The truth being known, Fal. Ay, marry, was it, muscle-shell; What We'll all present ourselves; dis-horn the spirit, would you with her ? And mock him home to Windsor.
Sim. My master, sir, my master Slender, sent to Ford.
The children must her, seeing her go through the streets, to know, sir, Be practised wel. to this, or they'll ne'er do't.
whether one Nym, sir, that beguiled him of a chain, Eva. I will ieach the children their behaviours ; had the chain, or no. and I will be like a jack-an-napes also, to burn the Fal. I spake with the old woman about it. knight with my taber.
Sim. And what says she, I pray, sir? Ford. That will be excellent. I'll go buy them Fal. Marry, she says, that the very same man, • vizards.
that beguiled master Slender of his chain, cozened Mrs. Page. My Nan shall be the queen of all him of it. the fairies,
Sim. I would, I could have spoken with the Finely attired in a robe of white.
woman herself; I had other things to have spoken Page. That silk will I go buy ;-and in that time with her too, from him. Shall master Slender steal my Nan away, (.Aside. Fal. What are they? let us know. And marry her at Eton.-Go, send to Falstaff Host. Ay, come; quick. straight.
Sim. I may not conceal them, sir. Ford. Nay, I'll to him again in name of Brook : Fal. Conceal them, or thou diest. He'll tell me all his purpose : sure he'll come. Sim. Why, sir, they were nothing but about Mrs. Page. Fear not you that: Go, get us pro- mistress Anne Page; to know, if it were my mas perties, 4
ter's fortune to have her, or no. And tricking for our fairies.
Fal. 'Tis, 'tis his fortune. Eva. Let us about it : It is admirable pleasures, Sim. What, sir ? and fery honest knaveries.
Fal. To have her,-or no: Go; say, the woman [Exeunt Page, Ford, and Evans. told me so. Mrs. Page. Go, mistress Ford,
Sim. May I be so bold to say so, sir ? Send quickly to sir John, to know his mind. Fal. Ay, sir Tike; who more bold ?
(Exit Mrs. Ford. Sim. I thank your worship: I shall make my I'll to the doctor; he hath my good will, master glad with these tidings: (Erit Simple. And none but he, to marry with Nan Page. Host. Thou art clerkly, thou art clerkly, sir That Slender, though well landed, is an idiot ; John: Was there a wise woman with thee? And he my husband best of all affects :
Fal. Ay, that there was, mine host; one that The doctor is well money'd, and his friends hath taught me more wit than ever I learned before Potent at court; he, none but he, shall have her, in my life: and I paid nothing for it neither, bui Though twenty thousand worthier come to crave was paid for my learning. her.
Enter Bardolph. SCENE V.A room in the Garter Inn. Enter Bard. Out, alas, sir! cozenage! meer cozenoge! Host and Simple.
Host. Where be my horses ? speak well of them,
varletto. Host. What would'st thuu have, door? what, Bard. Run away with the cozeners; for so soon
(1) Elfs, hobgoblins. (2) Wild, discordant. (3) Soundly. (4) Necessaries (5) Cannibal.
(6) Cunning woman, a fortune-teller
as I came beyond Eton, they threw me off, from SCENE VI.-Another Room in the Garter Inn. behind one of them, in a sl agh of mire; and set
Enter Fenton and Host. spurs, and away, like three German devils, three Doctor Faustuses.
Host. Master Fenton, talk not to me; my mind Host. They are gone but to meet the duke, vil- is heavy, I will give over all. ain: do not say, they be fled; Germans are honest Feni. Yet hear me speak: Assist me in my
am a gentleman, I'll give thee Enter Sir Hugh Evans.
A hundred pounds in gold, more than your loss.
Host. I will hear you, master Fenton; and I Era. Where is mine host?
will, at the least, keep your counsel. Host. What is the matter, sir ?
Fent. From time to time I have acquainted you Era. Have a care of your entertainments : there with the dear love I bear to fair Anne Page; is a friend of mine come to town, tells me, there who, mutually, hath answered my affection is three cousin Germans, that has cozened all the (So far forth as herself might be her chooser,) hosts of Readings, of Maidenhead, of Colebrook, Even to my wish: I have a letter from her of horses and money. I tell you for a good-will, of such contents as you will wonder at; look you: you are wise, and full of gibes and The mirth whereof so larded with my matter, louting-stogs; and 'tis not convenient you should That neither, singly, can be manifested, be cozened: Fare you well.
(Exit. Without the show of both ; wherein fat Falstaff
Hath a great scene; the image of the jest
[Showing the letler.
I'll show you here at large. Hark, good mine host: Caius. Vere is mine Host de Jarterre?
To-night at Herne's oak, just 'twixt twelve and Host. Here, master doctor, in perplexity, and
one, doubtful dilemma.
Must my sweet Nan present the fairy queen, Cairs. I cannot tell vat is dat: but it is tell-a The purpose why, is here ;? in which disguise, me, dat you make grand preparation for a duke de While other jests are something rank on foot, . Jarmany: by my trot, dere is no duke, dat de Her father hath commanded her to slip court is know to come; I tell you for good vill : Away with Slender, and with him at Eton adieu.
(Eril. Immediately to marry: she hath consented : Host. Hue and cry, villain, go :-assist me, Now, sir, knight; I am undone :-fly, run, hue and cry, vil. Her mother, even strong against that match, lain! I'am undone! (Eiceunt Host and Bardolph. And firın for doctor Caius, hath appointed
Fal. I would, all the world might be cozened ; That he shall likewise shufile her away, for I have been cozen'd and beaten too. If it should While other sports are tasking of their minds, come to the ear of the court, how I have been And at the deanery, where a priest attends, transformed, and how my transformation hath been Straight marry her: to this her mother's plot washed and cudgelled, they would melt me out of She, seemingly obedient, likewise hath my fat, drop by drop, and liquor fishermen's boots Made promise to the doctor ;-Now, thus it rests. with me; I warrant, they would whip me with Her father means she shall be all in white; their fine wits, till I were as crest-fallen as a dried And in that habit, when Slender sees his time pear. I never prospered since I forswore myself To take her by the hand, and bid her go, at Primero." Well, if my wind were but long She shall go with him :-her mother hath intended, enough to say my prayers, I would repent. The better to denote her to the doctor,
(For they must all be musk'd and vizarded,) Enter Mrs. Quickly.
That, quaint in green, she shall be loose enrobid, Now! whence come you?
With ribbands pendant, faring 'bout her head;
And when the doctor spies his vantage ripe,
To pinch her by the hand, and, on that token, other, and so they shall be both bestowed! I have The maid hath given consent to go with him. suffered more for their sakes, more, than the vil
Host. Which means she to deceive? father or
mother? lanous inconstancy of man's disposition is able to bear.
Fent. Both, my good host, to go along with me: Quick. And have not they suffered? Yes, I
And here it rests,--that you'll procure the vicar warrant; speciously one of them; mistress Ford, To stay for me at church, 'twixt twelve and one, good heart, is beaten black and blue, that you can- To give our hearts united ceremony.
And, in the lawful name of marrying, not see a white spot about her.
Host. Well, husband your device; I'll to the Fa. What tell'st thou me of black and blue? I
vicar; was beaten myself into all the colours of the rainhow, and I was like to be apprehended for the Feni. So shall I'evermore be bound to thee;
Bring you the maid, you shall not lack a priest. witch of Brentford; but that my admirable dexterity of wit, my counterfeiting the action of an old Besides, I'll make a present recompense. [Ezerint. woman, deliver'd me, the knave constable had set me ? the stocks, i' the common stocks, for a witch.
Quick. Sir, let me speak with you in your chamber: you shall hear how things go; and, I
ACT V. Warrant, to your content. Here is a letter will say somewhat. Good hearts, what ado here is to SCENE I.-- A Room in the Garter Inn. Enter bring you together! Sure, one of you does not
Falstaff and Mrs. Quickly. serve heaven well, that you are so crossed. Fa. Come up into my chamber. (Ereunt. Fal. Pry’thee, no more prattling ;-g0.-I'll (1) A game at cards.
(2) In the letter. 13) Fantastically.
hold This is the third time; I hope good luck the very instant of Falstaff's and our meeting, they lies in odd numbers. Away, go; they say, there will at once display to the night. is divinity in odd numbers, either in nativity, Mrs. Ford. That cannot choose but amaze him. chance, or death.-Away.
Mrs. Page. If he be not amazed, he will be Quick. I'll provide you a chain ; and I'll do mocked; if he be amazed, he will every way be what I can to get you a pair of horns.
. Away, 1 say; time wears; hold up your Mrs. Ford. We'll betray him finely. nead, and mince. (Eril Mrs. Quickly. Mrs. Page. Against such lewdsters, and their
lechery, Enter Ford.
Those that betray them do no treachery.
Mrs. Ford. The hour draws on: To the oak, How now, master Brook? Master Brook, the mat- to the oak.
(Ereuni. ter will be known to-night, or never. Be you in the Park about midnight, at Herne's oak, and you SCENE IV.-Windsor Park. Enter Sir Hugh shall see wonders.
Evans, and Fairies. Ford. Went you not to her yesterday, sir, as you told me you had appointed ?
Eva. Trib, trib, fairies; come; and remember Fal. I went to her, master Brook, as you see, your parts: be pold, I pray you; follow me into like a poor old man: but I came from her, master the pit; and when I give the watch-'ords, do as I Brook, like a poor old woman. That same knave, pid you: Come, come; trib, trib. (Exeunt. Ford her husband, hath the finest mad devil of jealousy in him, master Brook, that ever governed SCENE V : -- Another part of the Park. Enter phrensy. I will tell you.-He beat me grievously, Falstaff disguised, with a buck's head on. in the shape of a woman; for in the shape of man,
Fal. The Windsor bell hath struck twelve; the master Brook, I fear not Goliath with a weaver's beam ; because I know also, life is a shuttle. I am
minute draws on: Now, the hot-blooded gods assist .n haste, go along with me; I'll tell you all, mas
me!-Remember, Jove, thou wast a bull for thy ter Brook. Since I plucked geese, played truant, Europa ; love set on thy horns. - powerful love! and whipped top, I knew not what it was to be that, in some respects, makes a beast a man; in beaten, till lately. Follow me: I'll tell you strange some other, a man a beast.--You were also, Jupiter, things of this knave Ford : on whom to-night I will a swan, for the love of Leda; 0, omnipotent be revenged, and I will deliver his wife into your
love! how near the god drew to the complexion of hand.--Follow: Strange things in hand, master a goose ! -A fault done first in the form of a beast; Brook! follow.
-O Jove, a beastly fault! and then another fault
in the semblance of a soul; think on't, Jove; a SCENE II.—Windsor Park. Enter Page, Shal- foul fault.-When gods have hot backs, what shall low, and Slender.
poor men do? For me, I am here a Windsor stag;
and the fattest, I think, i' the forest : send me a Page. Come, come ; we'll couch i’ the castle- cool rut-time, Jove, or who can blame me to piss ditch, till we see the light of our fairies.-Remem- my tallow! Who comes here? my doe ? er, son Slender, my daughter. Slen. Ay, forsooth; I have spoke with her, and
Enter Mrs. Ford and Mrs. Page. we have a nay.word, how to know one another. Mrs. Ford. Sir John ? art thou there, my deer? I come to her in white, and cry, mum; she cries, my male deer? budget; and by that we know one another. Shal. That's good too: But what needs either rain potatoes, let it thunder to the tune of Green
Fal. My doe, with the black scut?—Let the sky your mum, or her budget? the white will decipher Sleeves, hail kissing comtits, and snow eringoes ; her well enough.-It hath struck ten o'clock. Page. The night is dark; light and spirits will shelter me here.
let there come a tempest of provocation, I will become it well. Heaven prosper our sport! No
Mrs. Ford. Mistress Page is come with me, man means evil but the devil, and we shall know sweetheart. him by his horns. Let's away; follow me. Fal. Divide me like a bribe-buck, each a haunch:
[Exeunt. I will keep my sides to myself
, my shoulders for the
fellow: of this walk, and my horns I bequeath your SCENE III.-The Street in Windsor. Enler husbands. Am I a woodman? ha! Speak I like
Mrs. Page, Mrs. Ford, and Dr. Caius. Herne the hunter ?-Why, now is Cupid a child of Mrs. Page. Master doctor, my daughter is in conscience; he makes restitution. As I am a true
(.Noise within. green: when you see your time, take her by the
Mrs. Page. Alas! what noise ? hand, away with her to the deanery, and despatch Mrs. Ford. Heaven forgive our sins! it quickly: Go before into the park; we two must
Fal. What should this be? go together.
Mrs. Page. } Away, away.
[They run of [Exit Caius.) Fal, I think, the devil will not have me damned, My husband will not rejoice so much at the abuse lest the oil that is in me should set hell on fire; he of Falstaff, as he will chale at the doctor's marry- would never else cross me thus. ing my daughter: but ’lis no matter ; better a little chiding, than a great deal of heart-break. Enter Sir Hugh Evans, like a satyr; Mrs. Quickly
Mrs. Ford. Where is Nan now, and her troop and Pistol ; Anne Page, as the Fairy Queen, ai of fairies? and the Welsh devil, Hugh?
tended by her brother and others, dressed like Mrs. Page. They are all couched in a pit hard fairies, wilh waxen tapers on their heads. by Herne's oak, with obscured lights; which, at
Quick. Fairies, black, grey, green, and white, (1) Keep to the time. (2) Watch-word.
(3) Keeper of the forest.
You moon-shine revellers, and shades of night, Lust is but - uloody fire,
Kindled with unchaste desire,
Fed in heart; whose fames aspire, Crier Hobgoblin, make the fairy o-yes.
As thoughts do blow them, higher and higher. Pist. Elves, list your names; silence, you airy Pinch him, fairies, mutually; toys.
Pinch him for his villany; Cricket, to Windsor chimneys shalt thou leap: Pinch him, and burn him, and turn him about Where tires thou find’st unrak'd, and hearths un-Till candles, and star-light, and moonshine, be out.
swept, There pinch the maids as blue as bilberry ::
During this song, the fairies pinch Falstaff. DocOur radiant queen hates sluts, and sluttery. Fal. They are fairies; he, that speaks to them, in green ; Slender another way, and takes off a
tor Caius comes one way, and steals away a fairy shall die.
fairy in white; and Fenton comes, and steals & I'll wink and couch: No man their works must eye.
away Mrs. Anne Page.. A noise of hunting is (Lies down upon his face. Eva. Where's Pede ?-Go you, and where you pulls off his buck's head, and rises.
made within. All the fairies run away. Falstaff find a maid, That, ere she sleep, has thrice her prayers said, Raise up the organs of her fantasy,
Enter Page, Ford, Mrs. Page, and M-s. Ford. Sleep she as sound as careless infancy;
They lay hold on him. But those as sleep, and think not on their sins, Pinch them, arms, legs, backs, shoulders, sides, Page. Nay, do not fly: I think, we have watch'd and shins.
you now; Quick. About, about;
Will none but Herne the hunter serve your turn? Search Windsor castle, elves, within and out:
Mrs. Page. I pray you, come; bold up the jest Strew good luck, ouphes, on every sacred room ; Now, good sir John, how like you Windsor wives?
no higher; That it may stand till the perpetual doom, In state as wholesome, as in state 'tis fit;
See you these, husband ? do not these fair yokes*
Become the forest better than the town?
Ford. Now, sir, who's a cuckold now ?-Master With juice of balm, and every precious flower:
Brook, Falstaff's a knave, a cuckoldly knave; here Each fair instalment, coat, and several crest,
are his horns, master Brook: And, master Brook, With local blazon, evermore be blest!
he hath enjoyed nothing of Ford's but his bucks And nightly, meadow-fairies, look, you sing,
basket, his cudgel, and twenty pounds of money; Like to the Garter's compass, in a ring:
which must be paid to master Brook; his horses The expressure that it bears, green let it be,
are arrested for it, master Brook. More fertile-fresh than all the field to see;
Mrs. Ford. Sir John, we have had ill luck; we And, Hony soit qui mal y pense, write,
could never meet. I will never take you for my in emerald tufts, flowers purple, blue, and white;
love again, but I will always count you my deer. Like sapphire, pearl, and rich embroidery,
Fal. I do begin to perceive that I am made an Buckled below fair knighthood's bending knee : Fairies use flowers for their charactery.
Ford. Ay, and an ox too; both the proofs are Away; disperse: But, till 'tis one o'clock,
Fal. And these are not fairies? I was three or Our dance of custom, round about the oak Of Herne the hunter, let us not forget.
four times in the thought, they were not fairies : Eva. Pray you, lock hand in hand; yourselves and yet the guiltiness of my mind, the sudden surin order set:
prise of my powers, drove the grossness of the fopAnd twenty glow-worms shall our lanterns be,
pery into a received belief, in despite of the teeth To guide our measure round about the tree.
of all rhyme and reason, that they were fairies. But, stay; I smell a man of middle earth. See now, how wit may be made a Jack-a-lent,
Fal. Heavens defend me from that Welch fairy, when 'tis upon ill employment ! lest he transform me to a piece of cheese !
Eva. Sir John Falstaff, serve Got, and leave Pist. Vile worm, thou wast o'er-look'd even in your desires, and fairies will not pinse you. thy birth.
Ford. Well said, fairy Hugh. Quick. With trial-fire touch me his finger end :
Eva. And leave you your jealousies too, I pray If he be chaste, the flame will back descend,
you, And turn him to no pain ; but if he start,
Ford. I will never mistrust my wife again, till It is the flesh of a corrupted heart.
thou art able to woo her in good English. Pist. A trial, come.
Fal. Have I laid my brain in the sun, and dried Eva.
Come, will this wood take fire ? it, that it wants matter to prevent so gross o'er[They burn him with their tapers. too? Shall I have a coxcomb of frize?” 'tis time
reaching as this ? Am I ridden with a Welch gozt Fal. Oh, oh, oh! Quick. Corrupt, corrupt, and tainted in desire! I were choaked with a piece of toasted cheese.
Eva. Seese is not good to give putter; your About him, fairies; sing a scornful rhyme: And, as you trip, still pinch him to your time.
pelly is all putter. Era. It is right ; indeed he is full of lecheries and
. Seese and putter! Have I lived to stand at uiguity.
the taunt of one that makes fritters of English?
This is enough to be the decay of lust and lateSONG.
walking, through the realm. ic on sinful fantasy !
Mrs. Page. Why, sir John, do you think, though Fie on lust and luxury !
we would have thrust virtue out of our hearts by (1) Fellowship. (2) Whortleberry.
(4) Horns which Falstaff had. (3) The letters
(5) A fool's cad of Welch materials.