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Shal. Come, coz; come, coz; we stay for you. Al Anne. I may not go in without your worship: they word with you, coz; marry, this, coz: there is, as will not sit, till you come. 't were, a tender, a kind of tender, made afar off by sir Slen. I' faith, I'll eat nothing; I thank you as much Hugh here: do you understand me?

as though I did. Slen. Ay, sir, you shall find me reasonable: if it be Anne. I pray you, sir, walk in. so, I shall do that that is reason.

Slen. I had rather walk here, I thank you. I bruised Shal. Nay, but understand me.

my shin the other day with playing at sword and dagger Slen. So I do, sir.

with a master of fence, (three veneys for a dish of Eva. Give ear to his motions, master Slender. I will stewed prunes) and, by my troth, I cannot abide the description the matter to you, if you be capacity of it. smell of hot meat since. Why do your dogs bark so ? Slen. Nay, I will do as my cousin Shallow says. I be there bears i' the town?

Dog's bark. pray you, pardon me; he's a justice of peace in his Anne. I think, there are, sir ; I heard them talked of. country, simple though I stand here.

Slen. I love the sport well; but I shall as soon Eva. But that is not the question: the question is quarrel at it as any man in England. You are afraid, concerning your marriage.

if you see the bear loose, are you not? Shal. Ay, there's the point, sir.

Anne. Ay, indeed, sir. Eva. Marry, is it, the very point of it; to mistress Slen. That's meat and drink to me, now: I have seen Anne Page.

Sackerson loose, twenty times, and have taken him Slen. Why, if it be so, I will marry her upon any by the chain; but, I warrant you, the women have so reasonable demands.

cried and shriek'd at it, that it pass'd4: but women, Eva. But can you affection the 'oman? Let us de- indeed, cannot abide 'em; they are very ill-favoured mand? to know that of your mouth, or of your lips ; for rough things. divers philosophers hold, that the lips is parcel of the

Re-enter PAGE. mouth: therefore, precisely, can you carry your good! Page. Come, gentle master Slender, come; we stay will to the maid ?

for you. Shal. Cousin Abraham Slender, can you love Slen. I'll eat nothing, I thank you, sir. her ?

Page. By cock and pye, you shall not choose, sir. Slen. I hope, sir, I will do, as it shall become one Come, come. that would do reason.

Slen. Nay; pray you, lead the way. Eva. Nay, Got's lords and his ladies, you must Page. Come on, sir. speak possitable, if you can carry her your desires Slen. Mistress Anne, yourself shall go first. towards her.

Anne. Not I, sir; pray you, keep on. Shal. That you must. Will you, upon good dowry, Slen. Truly, I will not go first : truly, la, I will not marry her ?

do you that wrong. Slen. I will do a greater thing than that, upon your Anne. I pray you, sir. request, cousin, in any reason.

Slen. I'll rather be unmannerly, than troublesome. Shal. Nay, conceive me, conceive me, sweet coz: (You do yourself wrong, indeed, la.

[Exeunt. what I do, is to pleasure you, coz. Can you love the maid ?

SCENE II.-The Same. *** Slen. I will marry her, sir, at your request; but if

Enter Sir Hugh Evans and SIMPLE. there be no great love in the beginning, yet heaven

Eva. Go your ways, and ask of doctor Caius' house, may decrease it upon better acquaintance, when we are

which is the way; and there dwells one mistress married, and have more occasion to know one another.

Quickly, which is in the manner of his nurse, or his I hope, upon familiarity will grow more contempt:lde

; dry nurse, or his cook, or his laundry, his washer, and but if you say, “marry her," I will marry her; that hida

er; I will marry her; that his wringer, I am freely dissolved, and dissolutely. Eva. It is a fery discretion answer; save, the fault

Sim. Well, sir.

Eva. Nay, it is petter vet-Give her this letter: for is in the 'ort dissolutely: the 'ort is, according to our it is a 'oman that, altogether's acquaintance with mismeaning, resolutely.-His meaning is good.

tress Anne Page : and the letter is, to desire and require Shal. Ay, I think my cousin meant well.

her to solicit your master's desires to mistress Anne Slen. Ay, or else I would I might be hanged, la.

Page : I pray you, be gone. I will make an end of my Re-enter ANNE PAGE. Shal. Here comes fair mistress Anne.-Would Ilu

la dinner: there's pippins and cheese to come. [Exeunt. were young, for your sake, mistress Anne!

SCENE III.-A Room in the Garter Inn. Anne. The dinner is on the table; my father desires your worship's company.

Enter FALSTAFF, Host, BARDOLPH, NYM, Pistol, and Shal. I will wait on him, fair mistress Anne.

ROBIN. Eva. Od's plessed will! I will not be absence at the Fal. Mine host of the Garter! grace.

[Exeunt SHALLOW and EVANS.' Host. What says my bully-rooks ? Speak scholarly, · Anne. Will 't please your worship to come in, sir ? and wisely. Slen. No, I thank you, forsooth, heartily; I am very Fal. Truly, mine host, I must turn away some of my

followers. Anne. The dinner attends you, sir.

Host. Discard, bully Hercules; cashier: let them Slen. I am not a-hungry, I thank you, forsooth.-Go, wag; trot, trot. sirrah, for all you are my man, go, wait upon my cousin Fal. I sit at ten pound's a-week. Shallow. [Exit SIMPLE. A justice of peace sometime Host. Thou 'rt an emperor, Cæsar, Keisar, and may be beholding to his friend for a man.--I keep but Pheazar. I will entertain Bardolph: he shall draw, three men and a boy yet, till my mother be dead; but he shall tap: said I well, bully Hector ? what though ? yet I live like a poor gentleman born. 1 Fal. Do so, good mine host.

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Host. I have spoke ; let him follow. Let me see theel Fal, Hold, sirrah, sto ROBIN,bear you these letters froth, and limel: I am at a word ; follow. [Exit Host. tightly :

Fal. Bardolph, follow him. A tapster is a good Sail like my pinnace to these golden shores.-trade: an old cloak makes a new jerkin ; a withered Rogues, hence ! avaunt! vanish like hailstones, go; servingman, a fresh tapster. Go; adieu.

Trudge, plod away o' the hoof; seek shelter, pack! Bard. It is a life that I have desired. I will thrive. Falstaff will learn the humour' of the age,

[Exit BARDOLPH. French thrift, you rogues : myself, and skirted page. Pist. O base Gongariano wight! wilt thou the spigot

[Exeunt FALSTAFF and ROBIN. wield ?

1 Pist. Let vultures gripe thy guts! for gourd, and Nym. He was gotten in drink: is not the humour fullam holds, conceited ? His mind is not heroic, and there's the And high and lowli' beguile the rich and poor. humour of it.

Tester22 I'll have in pouch, when thou shalt lack, Fal. I am glad I am so acquit of this tinder-box: Base Phrygian Turk.

(venge. his thefts were too open; his filching was like an un- Nym. I have operations, which be humours of reskilful singer, he kept not time.

Pist. Wilt thou revenge?
Nym. The good humour is to steal at a minim’srest. Num. By welkin, and her stars.13

Pist. Convey the wise it call. Steal? foh! a fico Pist. With wit, or steel ? for the phrase !

Nym. With both the humours, I: Fal. Well, sirs, I am almost out at heels.

I will discuss the humour of this love to Page.14 Pist. Why then, let kibes ensue.

Pist. And I to Ford 14 shall eke unfold, Fal. There is no remedy ;-I must coney-catch, Il

How Falstaff, varlet vile, must shift.

His dove will prove, his gold will hold, Pist. Young ravens must have food.

And his soft couch defile. Fal. Which of you know Ford of this town?

Nym. My humour shall not cool: I will incense Pist. I ken the wight: he is of substance good. Page to deal with poison; I will possess him with Fal. My honest lads, I will tell you what I am about. yellowness, for the revolt of mine is dangerous : that Pist. Two yards, and more.

is my true humour. Fal. No quips now, Pistol. Indeed I am in the waist Pist. Thou art the Mars of malcontents : I second two yards about; but I am now about no waste; I am thee; troop on.

Exeunt. about thrift. Briefly, I do mean to make love to Ford's wife : I spy entertainment in her; she discourses, she

SCENE IV-A Room in Dr. Caius's House. craves, she gives the leer of invitation : I can construe

Enter Mrs. QUICKLY, SIMPLE, and John RUGBY. the action of her familiar style ; and the hardest voice Quick. What, John Rugby !-I pray thee, go to the of her behaviour, to be Englished rightly, is, “I am sir casement, and see if you can see my master, master John Falstaff's.

doctor Caius, coming: if he do, i' faith, and find any Pist. He hath studied her will, and translated her body in the house, here will be an old abusing of God's wells; out of honesty into English.

patience, and the king's English. Nym. The anchor is deep: will that humour pass ? | Rug. I'll go watch.

[Exit Rugby. Fal. Now, the report goes, she has all the rule of her Quick. Go; and we'll have a posset for it soon at husband's purse; he hath a legion of angels.

night, in faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal fire.-An Pist. As many devils entertain, and "To her, boy," honest, willing, kind fellow, as ever servant shall come say I.

in house withal; and, I warrant you, no tell-tale, nor Nym. The humour rises; it is good: humour me the no breed-batels : his worst fault is, that he is given to angels.6

prayer; he is something peevish16 that way, but noFal. I have writ me here a letter to her; and here body but has his fault; but let that pass. Peter Simanother to Page's wife, who even now gave me good ple, you say your name is ? eyes too, examin'd my parts with most judicious Sim. Ay, for fault of a better. æiliads : sometimes the beam of her view gilded my Quick. And master Slender 's your master ? foot, sometimes my portly belly.

Sim. Ay, forsooth. Pist. Then did the sun on dunghill shine.

Quick. Does he not wear a great round beard, like a Nym. I thank thee for that humour.

glover's paring-knife ? Fal. O! she did so course o'er my exteriors with such Sim. No, forsooth : he hath but a little wee face, a greedy intention, that the appetite of her eye did with a little yellow beard ; a Cain-coloured beard:17 seem to scorch me up like a burning glass. Here's Quick. A softly-sprighted man, is he not ? another letter to her: she bears the purse too; she is a Sim. Ay, forsooth; but he is as tall:8 a man of his region in Guiana, all gold and beauty. I will be hands, as any is between this and his head : he hath cheater to them both, and they shall be exchequers to fought with a warrener. me: they shall be my East and West Indies, and I Quick. How say you ?-O! I should remember him: will trade to them both. Go, bear thou this letter to does he not hold up his head, as it were, and strut in mistress Page; and thou this to mistress Ford. We his gait? will thrive, lads, we will thrive.

| Sim. Yes, indeed, does he. Pist. Shall I sir Pandarus of Troy become, 1 Quick. Well, heaven send Anne Page no worse forAnd by my side wear steel ? then, Lucifer take all! tune! Tell master parson Evans, I will do what I can

Nym. I will run no base humour : here, take the for your master: Anne is a good girl, and I wishhumour-letter. I will keep the 'haviour of repu

Re-enter RUGBY, running. tation.

Rug. Out, alas! here comes my master.

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Quick. We shall all be shent. Run in here, good great charge: and to be up early and down late ;-but young man; go into this closet. [Shuts SIMPLE in the notwithstanding, to tell you in your ear, (I would have closet. He will not stay long.-What, John Rugby! no words of it) my master himself is in love with misJohn, what, John, I say !-Go, John, go inquire for my tress Anne Page : but notwithstanding that, I know master; [Exit RUGBY.37 I doubt, he be not well, that Anne's mind ; that's neither here nor there. he comes not home :-"and down, down, adown-a," ! Caius. You jack’nape, give-a dis letter to Sir Hugh.

.. [Sing's. By gar, it is a shallenge : I vill cut his troat in de park ; Enter Doctor Caius.

and I vill teach a scurvy jack-a-nape priest to meddle Caius. Vat is you sing? I do not like dese toys. or make.--You may be gone ; it is not good you tarry Pray you, go and vetch me in my closet un boitier here :-by gar, I vill cut all his two stones; by gar, he verd ; a box, a green-a box; do intend vat I speak ? a shall not have a stone to trow at his dog. green-a box.

Exit SIMPLE. Quick. Ay, forsooth ; I'll fetch it you. [Aside.] I am Quick. Alas! he speaks but for his friend. glad he went not in himself: if he had found the young Caius. It is no matter-a for dat :-do not you tell-a man, he would have been horn-mad.

me, dat I shall have Anne Page for myself ?--By gar, I Caius. Fe, fe, fe, fe! ma foi, il fait ford chaud. Je vill kill de Jack priest; and I have appointed mine m'en vais à la cour,--la grande affaire.

Host of de Jarretière to measure our weapon.--By gar, Quick. Is it this, sir ?

I vill myself have Anne Page. Caius. Oui ; mette le au mon pocket; dépêche, quickly. Quick. Sir, the maid loves you, and all shall be -Vere is dat knave Rugby?

well. We must give folks leave to prate : what, the Quick. What, John Rugby! John!

good year! Rug. Here, sir.

Enter Rugby.4 Caius. Rugby, come to the court vit me.-By gar, if Caius. You are John Rugby, and you are Jack I have not Anne Page, I shall turn your head out of Rugby: come, take-a your rapier, and come after my my door. Follow my heels, Rugby. heel to de court.

Exeunt Caius and RUGBY. Rug. 'Tis ready, sir, here in the porch.

Quick. You shall have An fool's-head of your own. Caius. By my trot, I tarry too long.--Od's me! No, I know Anne's mind for that : never a woman in Qu'ai j'oublié? dere is some simples in my closet, dat I Windsor knows more of Anne's mind than I do, nor can vill not for the varld I shall leave behind. [Going to it.5 do more than I do with her, I thank heaven.

Quick. [ Aside. Ah me! he'll find the young man. Fent. (Within.] Who's within there, ho ? there, and be mad.

Quick. Who's there, I trow ? Come near the house, Caius. O diable, diable ! vat is in my closet ? -_ Vil- I pray you. lainy! larron! [Dragging SIMPLE out.] Rugby, my

Enter FENTON. rapier !

Fent. How now, good woman ! how dost thou ? Quick. Good master, be content.

Quick. The better, that it pleases your good worship Caius. Verefore shall I be content-a?

to ask. Quick. The young man is an honest man.

Fent. What news ? how does pretty mistress Anne ? Caius. Vat shall the honest man do in my closet ? Quick. In truth, sir, and she is pretty, and honest, dere is no honest man dat shall come in my closet. and gentle; and one that is your friend, I can tell you

Quick. I beseech you, be not so phlegmatic. Hear that by the way; I praise heaven for it. the truth of it: he came of an errand to me from parson Fent. Shall I do any good, think'st thou ? Shall I Hugh.

not lose my suit ? Caius. Veil.

Quick. Troth, sir, all is in his hands above; but notSim. Ay, forsooth, to desire her to

withstanding, master Fenton, I'll be sworn on a book, Quick. Peace, I pray you.

she loves you.-Have not your worship a wart above Caius. Peace-a your tongue Speak-a your tale. your eye ?

Sim. To desire this honest gentlewoman, your maid, Fent. Yes, marry, have I; what of that? to speak a good word to mistress Anne Page for my Quick. Well, thereby hangs a tale. Good faith, it master, in the way of marriage.

is such another Nan;-but, I detest, an honest maid as Quick. This is all, indeed, la ; but I'll ne'er put my lever broke bread :-we had an hour's talk of that wart. finger in the fire, and need not.

-I shall never laugh but in that maid's company ;Caius. Sir Hugh send-a you ?—Rugby, baillez me but, indeed, she is given too much to allicholly and some paper: tarry you a littel-a while. [Writes. musing. But for you-well, go to.

Quick. I am glad he is so quiet: if he had been tho- / Fent. Well, I shall see her to-day. Hold, there's roughly moved, you should have heard him so loud, and money for thée ; let me have thy voice in my behalf : so melancholy-But notwithstanding, man, I'll do you if thou seest her before me, commend me your master what good I can: and the very yea and Quick. Will I ! i' faith, that I' will; and I will tell the no is, the French doctor, my master -I may call your worship more of the wart, the next time we have him my master, look you, for I keep his house, and I confidence, and of other wooers. wash, wring, brew, bake, scour, dress meat and drink, Fent. Well, farewell; I am in great haste now.[Exit. make the beds, and do all myself.-

Quick. Farewell to your worship.-Truly, an honest Sim. 'Tis a great charge, to come under one body's gentleman; but Anne loves him not, for I know Anne's hand.

mind as well as another does.--Out upon't! what have Quick. Are you avis'd of that? you shall find it alI forgot ?

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ACT II.

SCENE I.-Before Page's House.

Itune of “Green Sleeves3.?? What tempest, I trow, Enter Mistress Page, with a Letter.

threw this whale, with so many tuns of oil in his belly,

ashore at Windsor ? How shall I be revenged on him Mrs. Page. What! have I 'scaped love-letters in I think, the best way were to entertain him with hope. the holy-day time of my beauty, and am I now a sub- till the wicked fire of lust have melted him in his own ject for them ? Let me see.

Reads.

· Igrease.-Did you ever hear the like ? Ask me no reason why I love you ; for though love Mas Page Letter for letter, but that the name of use reason for his physician,' he admits him not for his page and Ford differs ! To thy great comfort in this counsellor. You are not young, no more am 1: go to mystery of ill opinions, here's the twin-brother of thy then, there's sympathy. You are merry, so am I ; ha ! 11

letter : but let thine inherit first; for, I protest, mine ha ! then, there's more sympathy: you love sack, and

never shall. I warrant, he hath a thousand of these so dol; would you desire better sympathy? Let it letters writ with blank space for different names. (sure suffice thee, mistress Page, (at the least, if the love of

more) and these are of the second edition. He will soldier can suffice) that I love thee. I will not say, print' them out of doubt: for he cares not what he puts pity me, 't is not a soldier-like phrase ; but I say, love into the press, when he would put us two: I had me. By me,

rather be a giantess, and lie under mount Pelion. Thine own true knight,

Well, I will find you twenty lascivious turtles, ere one By day or night,

chaste man. Or any kind of light,

Mrs. Ford. Why, this is the very same; the very With all his might,

hand, the very words. What doth he think of us ? For thee to fight. JOHN FALSTAFF.?! Mrs. Page. Nay, I know not : it makes me almost What a Herod of Jewry is this LO wicked, wicked, ready to wrangle with mine own honesty. I'll entertain world one that is well nigh worn to pieces with age, myself like one that I am not acquainted withal; for, to show himself a young gallant! What an unweighed sure, unless he know some stain in me, that I know not behaviour hath this Flemish drunkard picked (with the myself, he would never have boarded me in this fury. devil's name) out of my conversation, that he dares in Mrs. Ford. Boarding call you it? I'll be sure to this, manner assay me? Why, he hath not been thrice keep him above deck. in my company-What should I say to him ?-I was Mrs. Page. So will I: if he come under my hatches, then frugal of my mirth :-heaven forgive me !Why, I'll never to sea again. Let's be revenged on him : I'll exhibit a bill in the parliament for the putting let's appoint him a meeting; give him a show of comdown of fat men. How shall I be revenged on him ! fort in his suit, and lead him on with a fine-baited for revenged I will be, as sure as his guts are made of delay, till he hath pawned his horses to mine Host of puddings.

the Garter. Enter Mistress Ford.

Mrs. Ford. Nay, I will consent to act any villany Mrs. Ford. Mistress Page ! trust me, I was going to against him, that may not sully the chariness of our your house.

honesty. O, that my husband saw this letter! it would Mrs. Page. And, trust me, I was coming to you. give eternal food to his jealousy. You look very ill."

Mrs. Page. Why, look, where he comes; and my Mrs. Ford. Nay, I'll ne'er believe that: I have to good man too; he's as far from jealousy, as I am from show to the contrary.

giving him cause; and that, I hope, is an unmeasurable Mrs. Page. Faith, but you do, in my mind. distance.

Mrs. Ford. Well, I do then ; yet, I say, I could show Mrs. Ford. You are the happier woman.. you to the contrary. O, mistress Page ! give me some Mrs. Page. Let's consult together against this counsel.

greasy knight. Come hither.

They retire. Mrs. Page. What's the matter, woman?

Enter FORD, PISTOL, PAGE, and NYM. Mrs. Ford. O woman! if it were not for one trifling Ford. Well, I hope, it be not so. respect, I could come to such honour.

1 Pist. Hope is a curtail dog in some affairs ; Mrs. Page. Hang the trifle, woman; take the honour. Sir John affects thy wife. What is it?-dispense with trifles ;-what is it ?

Ford. Why, sir, my wife is not young. Mrs. Ford. If I would but go to hell for an eternal Pist. He woos both high and low, both rich and poor, moment or so, I could be knighted.

Both young and old, one with another. Ford,
Mrs. Page. What ?-thou liest.--Sir Alice Ford ! He loves the gally-mawfry: Ford, perpend.
These knights will hack; and so, thou shouldst not Ford. Love my wife ?
alter the article of thy gentry.

Pist. With liver burning hot: prevent, or go thou, Mrs. Ford. We burn day-light ;-here, read, read; Like sir Actæon he, with Ring-wood at thy heels. Tgiving a letter-perceive how I might be knighted. O! odious is the name. [Mrs. Page reads)—I shall think the worse of fat Ford. What name, sir ? men, as long as I have an eye to make difference of Pist. The horn, I say. Farewell : men's liking: and yet he would not swear, praised Take heed; have open eye, for thieves do foot by night: women's modesty, and gave such orderly and well-Take heed, ere summer comes, or cuckoo birds do sing.behaved reproof to all uncomeliness, that I would | Away, sir corporal Nym. have sworn his disposition would have gone to the Num. Believe it, Page; he speaks sense.4 [Exit Pist. truth of his words; but they do no more adhere and Ford. I will be patient: I will find out this. keep place together, than the hundredth psalm to the Nym. And this is true ; [to PAGE.) I like not the

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SCENE II.

THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR.

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humour of lying. He hath wronged me in some Host. Tell him, cavaliero-justice; tell him, bullyhumours: I should have borne the humoured letter to rook. her, but I have a sword, and it shall bite upon my Shal. Sir, there is a fray to be fought between sir necessity. He loves your wife; there's the short and Hugh, the Welsh priest, and Caius, the French doctor. the long. My name is corporal Nym: I speak, and I Ford. Good mine Host o’ the Garter, a word with you. avouch 't is true :--my name is Nym, and Falstaff Host. What say'st thou, my bully-rook ? loves your wife.-Adieu. I love not the humour of

They go aside. bread and cheese. Adieu.

[Exit Nym. Shal. Will you [to Page] go with us to behold it? Page. The humour of it, quoth 'a! here's a fellow My merry host hath had the measuring of their weapons, frights English out of his wits.

and, I think, hath appointed them contrary places; for, Ford. I will seek out Falstaff.

believe me,'I hear, the parson is no jester. Hark, I Page. I never heard such a drawling-affecting rogue. will tell you what our sport shall be. Ford. If I do find it, well.

| Host. Hast thou no suit against my knight, my Page. I will not believe such a Cataian, though the guest-cavalier ? priest o' the town commended him for a true man. Ford. None, I protest : but I'll give you a pottle of Ford. ’T was a good sensible fellow: well.

burnt sack to give me récourse to him, and tell him, Page. How now, Meg!

my name is Brook; only for a jest. Mrs. Page. Whither go you, George ?-Hark you. Host. My hand, bully: thou shalt have egress and

Mrs. Ford. How now, sweet Frank! why art thou regress; said I well ? and thy name shall be Brook, melancholy?

It is a merry knight. Will you go on here 23 Ford. I melancholy ! I am not melancholy.Get Shal. Have with you, mine host. you home, go.

Page. I have heard, the Frenchman hath good skill Mrs. Ford. 'Faith, thou hast some crotchets in thy in his rapier. head now.-Will you go, mistress Page ?

1 Shal. Tut, sir! I could have told you more: in these Mrs. Page. Have with you.--You'll come to dinner, times you stand on distance, your passes, stoccadoes, George ? - Aside to Mrs. FORD.1 Look, who comes and I know not what: 't is the heart, master Page: yonder : she shall be our messenger to this paltry 't is here, 't is here. I have seen the time, with my knight.

long sword, I would have made you four tall fellows Enter Mrs. QUICKLY.

skip like rats. Mrs. Ford. Trust me, I thought on her: she'll fit it. / Host. Here, boys, here, here! shall we wag? Mrs. Page. You are come to see my daughter Anne ? Page. Have with you.--I had rather hear them

Quick. Ay, forsooth; and, I pray, how does good scold than see them fight. mistress Anne ?

(Exeunt Host, SHALLOW, and PAGE. Mrs. Page. Go in with us, and see: we have an Ford. Though Page be a secure fool, and stands so hour's talk with you.

| firmly on his wife's fidelity, yet I cannot put off my Exeunt Mrs. Page, Mrs. FORD, and Mrs. QUICKLY. (opinion so easily: she was in his company at Page's Page. How now, master Ford ? '

house, and what they made there, I know not. Well, Ford. You heard what this knave told me, did you I will look' farther into 't; and I have a disguise to

sound Falstaff. If I find her honest, I lose not my Page. Yes, and you heard what the other told me. labour; if she be otherwise, 't is labour well bestowed. Ford. Do you think there is truth in them ?

[Exit. Page. Hang 'em, slaves; I do not think the knight would offer it: but these that accuse him, in his intent

SCENE II.--A Room in the Garter Inn. towards our wives, are a yoke of his discarded men;

Enter FALSTAFF and PISTOL. very rogues, now they be out of service.

Fal. I will not lend thee a penny. Ford. Were they his men ?

Pist. Why, then the world's mine oyster, Page. Marry, were they.

Which I with sword will open.Ford. I like it never the better for that.-Does he Fal. Not a penny. I have been content, sir, you lie at the Garter ?

should lay my countenance to pawn: I have grated Page. Ay, marry, does he. If he should intend this upon my good friends for three reprieves for you and voyage towards my wife, I would turn her loose to your couch-fellow, Nym; or else you had looked him; and what he gets more of her than sharp words, through the grate, like a gemini of baboons. I am let it lie on my head.

damned in hell for swearing to gentlemen, my friends, Ford. I do not misdoubt my wife, but I would be you were good soldiers, and tall fellows: and when loath to turn them together. A man may be too con- mistress Bridget lost the handle of her fan, I took 't fident; I would have nothing lie on my head. I cannot upon mine honour thou hadst it not. be thus satisfied.

Pist. Didst thou not share ? hadst thou not fifteen Page. Look, where my ranting Host of the Garter

pence ? comes. There is either liquor in his pate, or money Fal. Reason, you rogue, reason: think'st thou, I'll in his purse, when he looks so merrily.--How, now, endanger my soul gratis ? At a word, hang no more mine host!

about me, I am no gibbet for you :-go. A short knife Enter Host.

and a throng:-to your manor of Pickt-hatch, go.-Host. How now, bully-rook! thou ’rt a gentleman. You'll not bear a letter for me, you rogue !-you stand Cavaliero-justice, Í say.

upon your honour Why, thou unconfinable baseness, Enter SHALLOW.

it is as much as I can do, to keep the terms of my Shal. I follow, mine host, I follow.--Good even, and honour precise. I, I, I myself sometimes, leaving the twenty, good master Page. Master Page, will you go fear of heaven on the left hand, and hiding mine honour with us? we have sport in hand.

in my necessity, am fain to shuffle, to hedge, and to

not?

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