Nym. Syr my honor is not for many words, I will say mary trap. And there's the humor of it. You heare it. Enter MISTRESSE FOORD, MISTRESSE PAGE, and her daughter ANNE. Pa. No more now, I thinke it be almost dinner time, For my wife is come to meet vs. Fal. Mistresse Foord, I thinke your name is, If I mistake not. [SYR IOHN kisses her. Mis. Ford. Your mistake sir is nothing but in the Mistresse. But my husbands name is Foord, sir. Fal. I shall desire your more acquaintance. The like of you good misteris Page. Mis. Pa. With all my hart sir John. Come husband will you goe? Dinner staies for vs. Pa. With all my hart, come along Gentlemen. [Exit all, but SLENDER and MISTRESSE ANNE. Anne. Now forsooth why do you stay me? What would you with me? Slen. Nay for my owne part, I would litle or nothing with you. I loue you well, and my vncle can tell you how my liuing stands. And if you can loue me why so. If not, why then happie man be his dole. An. You say well M. Slender. But first you must giue me leaue to Be acquainted with your humor, And afterward to loue you if I can. Slen. Why by God, there's neuer a man in christendome can desire more. What haue you Beares in your Towne mistresse Anne, your dogs barke so? An. I cannot tell M. Slender, I thinke there be. Slen. Ha how say you? I warrant your afeard of a Beare let loose, are you not? An. Yes trust me. Slen. Now that's meate and drinke to me, Ile run yon to a Beare, and take her by the mussell, You neuer saw the like. But indeed I cannot blame you, For they are maruellous rough things. An. Will you goe in to dinner M. Slendor? The meate staies for you. Slen. No faith not I. I thanke you, I cannot abide the smell of hot meate Nere since I broke my shin. Ile tel you how it came By my troth. A Fencer and I plaid three venies Enter MAISTER PAGE. Pa. Come, come Maister Slender, dinner staies for you. Slen. I can eate no meate, I thanke you. Pa. You shall not choose I say. Slen. Ile follow you sir, pray leade the way. Nay be God misteris Anne, you shall goe first, I haue more manners then so, I hope. An. Well sir, I will not be troublesome. [Exit omnes. Enter SIR HUGH and SIMPLE, from dinner. Sir Hu. Hark you Simple, pray you beare this letter to Doctor Cayus house, the French Doctor. He is twell vp along the street, and enquire of his house for one mistris Quickly, his woman, or his try nurse, and deliuer this Letter to her, it tis about Maister Slender. Looke you, will you do it now? Sim. I warrant you Sir. Sir Hu. Pray you do, I must not be absent at the grace. I will goe make an end of my dinner, There is pepions and cheese behinde. [Exit omnes. Enter SIR IOHN FALSTAFFES Host of the Garter, NYм, BARDOLFE, PISTOLL, and the boy. Fal. Mine Host of the Garter. Host. What ses my bully Rooke? Speake schollerly and wisely. Fal. Mine Host, I must turne away some of my followers. Host. Discard bully, Hercules cassire. Let them wag, trot, trot. Fal. I sit at ten pound a weeke. Host. Thou art an Emperour Cæsar, Phesser and Kesar bully. Ile entertaine Bardolfe. He shall tap, he shall draw. Said I well, bully Hector? Fal. Do good mine Host. Host. I haue spoke. Let him follow. Bardolfe Let me see thee froth, and lyme. I am at A word. Follow, follow. [Exit Host. Fal. Do Bardolfe, a Tapster is a good trade, An old cloake will make a new Ierkin, A withered seruingman, a fresh Tapster: Follow him Bardolfe. Bar. I will sir, Ile warrant you Ile make a good shift to liue. [Exit BARDOLFe. Pis. O bace gongarian wight, wilt thou the spicket willd? Nym. His minde is not heroick. And theres the humor of it. Fal. Well my Laddes, I am almost out at the heeles. Pis. Why then let cybes insue. Nym. I thanke thee for that humor. Fal. Well I am glad I am so rid of this tinder Boy. His stealth was too open, his filching was like An vnskilfull singer, he kept not time. Nym. The good humor is to steale at a minutes rest. Pis. Tis so indeed Nym, thou hast hit it right. Fal. Well, afore God, I must cheat, I must conycatch. Which of you knowes Foord of this Towne? Pis. I ken the wight, he is of substance good. Fal. Well my honest lads, Ile tell you what I am about. Pis. Two yards and more. Fal. No gibes now Pistoll: indeed I am two yards In the wast, but now I am about no wast: Briefly, I am about thrift you rogues you, I do intend to make loue to Foords wife, I espie entertainment in her. She carues, she Discourses. She giues the lyre of inuitation, And euery part to be constured rightly is, I am Syr Iohn Falstaffes. Pis. He hath studied her well, out of honestie Into English. Fal. Now the report goes, she hath all the rule Of her husbands purse. She hath legians of angels. And to her boy say I. Fal. Heree's a Letter to her. misteris Page. Heeres another to Who euen now gaue me good eies too, examined my exteriors with such a greedy intentio, with the beames of her beautie, that it seemed as she would a scorged me vp like a burning glasse. Here is another Letter to her, shee beares the purse too. They shall be Excheckers to me, and Ile be cheaters to them both. They shall be my East and West Indies, and Ile trade to them both. Heere beare thou this Letter to Mistresse Foord. And thou this to mistresse Page. Weele thriue Lads, we will thriue. Pist. Shall I sir Panderowes of Troy become? And by my sword were steele. Then Lucifer take all. Nym. Here take your humor Letter againe, French thrift you rogue, my selfe and scirted Page. Pis. And art thou gone? Teaster Ile haue in pouch When thou shalt want, bace Phrygian Turke. Nym. I haue operations in my head, which are humors Nym. With both the humors I will disclose this loue to Page. Ile poses him with Iallowes, And theres the humor of it. Pis. And I to Foord will likewise tell How Falstaffe varlot vilde, Would haue her loue, his doue would proue, And eke his bed defile. Nym. Let vs about it then. Pis. Ile second thee: sir Corporall Nym troope on. [Exit omnes. |