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And, as I am a gentleman, I'll give thee
While other sports are tasking of their minds, A hundred pound in gold, more than your loss. And at the deanery, where a priest attends,
Ilost. I will hear you, master Fenton; and I will, Straight marry her: to this her mother's plot at the least, keep your counsel.
She seemingly obedient, likewise hath Fent. From time to time I have acquainted you 5 Made promise to the doctor:-Now, thus it rests; With the dear love I bear to fair Anne Page;' Her father means she shall be all in white; \Vho, mutually, hath answer'd my affection
And in that habit, when Slender sees his time (So far forth as herself inight he her chuser) To take her by the hand, and bid her go, Even to my wish: I have a letter from her She shall go with him : her mother hath intended, Of such contents as you will wonder at; 10 The better to devote * her to the doctor, The mirth whereof's so larded with my matter, | |(For they must all be mask'd and vizarded) That neither, singly, can be manifested,
That quaint' in green, she shall be loose enrob'd, Without the shew of both: Fat sir John Falstaff | With ribbands pendant, taring 'bout her head; Hath a great scene; the image of the jest | And when the doctor spies his vantage ripe,
[Sherring a letter.|15 To pinch her by the land, and, on that token, I'll shew you here at large. Hark, good iine The maid hath given cousent to go with him. host;
[one, | Host. Which means she to deceive? father or To-night at Herne's oak, just 'twixt twelve and
mother? Must iny sweet Nan present the fairy queen; | Fent. Both, my good host, to go along with me;
The purpose why, is here? ; in which disguise, 20 And here it rests, that you'll procure the vicar While other jests are something rank on foot. To stay for me at church, 'twist twelve and one, Her father hath commanded her to slip
And, in the lawful name of marrying, Away with Slender, and with him at Eaton (sir, To give our hearts united ceremony. [vicar: Linmediately to marry: she hath consented: now, Host. Well, husband your device; I'll to the Her mother even strong against that match, 25 Bring you the niaid, you shall not lack a priest. And firm for doctor Caius, hath appointed | Fent. So shall I evermore be bound to thee; That he shall likewise shuftie her away, | Besides I'll make a present recompence.[Exeunt,
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135) shape of man, master Brook, I fear not Goliah
with a weaver's beam; because I know also, · Enter Falstaff and Mrs. Quickly.
life is a shuttle. I am in haste; go along with Ful. DR’YTHEE, no more pratling ;-90.-- me; I'll tell you all, master Brook. Since I
1 I'll hold: This is the third time: I hopel pluck'd geese, play'd truant, and whipp'd top, I good luck lies in odd numbers. Away, go; they 40knew not what 'twas to be beaten, till lately. say there is divinity in odd numbers, either in na- Follow me: I'll tell you strange things of this tivity, chance or death.-Away.
kinave Ford; on whom to-night I will be reQuic. I'll provide you a chain; and I'll do what Iveng'd, and I will deliver his wife into your hand. I can to get you apair of horns. (Er.Mirs.Quickly. Follow: Strange things in hand, master Brook! Ful. Away, I say; time wears: hold up your 45 follow.
[Excunt. head, and inince
SCENE II. . Enter Ford. llow now, master Brook? Master Brook, thel |
Windsor Park. matter will be known to-night, or never. Be you! | Enter Page, Shallow, and Slender. in the Park about midnight, at Herne's oak, and 501 Page. Come, come; we'll couch i' the castleyou shall see wonders.
ditch, till we see the light of our fairies.-Remem· Ford. Went you not to her yesterday, sir, as Her, son Slender, my daughter. you told ine you had appointed ?
Slen. Ay, forsooth; I have spoke with her, and Fal. I went to her, master Brook, as you see, we have a nay-word' how to know one ancther. like a poor old man: but I came from her, mas-55 I come to her in white, and cry, nium; she cries, ter Brook, like a poor old woman. That same budget; and by that we know one another. knave, Ford her husband, hath the finest mad de Shal. That's good too: But what needs either vil of jealousy in him, master Brook, that ever your mum, or her budget? the white will decipher govern'd frenzy. I will tell you.-Ilc beat me her well enough.-It hath sruck ten o'clock. grievously, in the shape of a woman; for in the col Page. The night is dark; light and spirits will
I That is, the representation. ? In the letter. 3 Eren here means as. 4 Perhaps we should read denote. 5 As quaint signilies fantastical, the meaning may be, fantastically drest in green. To mince is to walk with artected delicacy. That is, a watch-word.
becoine it well. Heaven pro per our sport! Noi Enter Mrs. Ford and lrs. Fage.
Mrs. Ford. Sir John? art thou there, my dear?
[Ereunt. My male deer? SCENE III.
Ful Ny doe with the black scut? Let the sky Enter Ilistress Page, distressford and Dr.Caius. rain potatoes", let it thunder to the tune of Green
Afrs. Page. Master doctor, my daughter is ipl Sleeres; bail kissing-confits ', and snow eringoes; green: when you see your time, take her by the
let there come a tempest of provocation, I will hand, away with her to the deaners, and dispatch
shelter me here: it quickly: Go before into the park; we two mustol.
| Mrs. ford. Mistress Page is come with me, go together.
10 sweetheart. Cuius. I know vat I have to do: Adieu. [Erit. 1. Ful. Divide me like a bribe-buck, cachahaunch:
Drs. Page. Fare you well, sir. My husband I will keep my sides to myself, my shoulders for will not reivice so much at the abuse of Talstatt, as the lelow of this walk, and my horns Ibequeath he will chafe at the doctor's marrying my daugh-l. Iyour husbands. Am I woodman? ha! Speak I ter: but 'tis no matter; better a little chiding,!".
115 iike Herne the hunter:- Why, now is Cupid a than a great deal of heart-break.
child of conscience; he makes restitution. As I Mrs. Ford. Where is Nan now, and her troop!
Jam a true spirit, welcome! Voise trithin. of fairies? and the Welch devil Evans?
Jlrs. Pare. Alas! what noise? Jírs. Page. They are all couch'd in a pit hard
Mrs. Ford. Ileaven forgive our sins! by Herne's oak, with obscur'd lights; which, at 20
20 Fal. What shall this be? the very instant of Faltari's and our meeting, they will at once display to the night.
mm: Away, away.[The roomen runout.
lfrz. Pag. Jy Mrs. Ford. That cannot chuse but amaze him.
Ful. I think the devil will not have mc damn'l' ds. Page. If he be not amaz'd, he will bellest the oil that is in me should set hell on fire; he mock'd; if he be amaz'd, he will every way be 25 never would else cross ine thus, mock'd.
Enter Sir Hughlike a satur ; Quickly, and others J1rs. Ford. We'll betray hin finely. [lechery,
dress'd like fuiries, with tapers. Ulrs. Page. Against such lewdsters, and their Quich. Fairies, black, grey, green, and white, Those that betray them do no treachery.
You mnoon-shine revellers, and shades of night, Alrs. Ford. The hour draws on; To the oak, to 30 You orphan-heirs of fixed destiny, the oak!
[Exeunt. Attend your office, and your quality.SC EN E IV.
Crier Hobgoblin, inake the fairy o-yes. (toys. Enter Sir Hugh Eruns, und Fairies.
Ern. Elves, list your names; silence, wou airy Era. Trib, trib, fairies; come; and remember,
Cricket, to l'indsor chimnies shalt thou leap : your parts: be pold, I pray you; follow ine into
35 Where fires thou find'st uurak'd, and hearthis un
1 the pit; and when I give the watch-'ords, do as I
Therepinch the maids as blue as bilberry'; [swept,
1 Our radiant queen hates sluts, and sluttery. [die: pid you; Come come; trib, trib. [E.reunt.
| Ful. Theyarefairies; be, thatspeakstothem, shall SCENE V.
I'll winkand couch: Nomantheir worksmasteye. Enter Falstaff with a buck's head on. 401
[Lies dozon upon his face. Fal. The Windsor bell hath strucktwelve; the Era. Where's Bede?-Go you, and where you minute draws on: Now, the hot-blooded gods as
find a maid, sist me!-Reinember, Jove, thou wast a bull for That, ere she step, hath thrice her prayers said, thy Europa; love set on thy horns,--Oh powerful Rein up the organs of her fantasy, love! that, in some respects, makes a beast a man, 45 Sleep she as sound as careless iniancy:. in some other, a man a beast.-You were also, Putiloseassleep,andthink not on their sins, slins, Jupiter, a swan, for the love of Leda;--Oh, om- Pinchthem, arms, legs, backs, shoulders, sides, and nipotent love! how near the god drew to the com- Quick. About, about; plexion of a goose! - fault done first in the form Search Windsor castle, elves, within and out: of a beast;-0 Jove, a beastly fault!--and then 50 Strew good luck, ouphes, on every sacred room; another fault in the semblance of a fowl ;-ihink That it may stand till the perpetual doom, on't, Jove; a foui fault.- When gods have hot in state as wholsome’ as in state'tis fit; backs, what shall poor men do? Por me, I am Worthy the owner, and the owner it. here a Windsor stag; and the fattest, I think, i'55 The several chairs of order look you scour the forest: Send me a cool rut-time, Jove, or whol With juice of balm, and every precious flower: cau blame me to piss my tallow'? Who comes Each fair instalment cont, and several crest, here? my doe?
1 With loyal blazon), evermore be blest!
"A technical phrase spoken of bucks who grow lean after ru!ting-time, and may be applied to men. * Potatoes, when they were first introduced in England, were supposed to be strong provocatives. ? Sugar plus perfum'd to make the breath sweet. That is, ior the keeper of this district. By custoin, the shoulders and humbles were a perquisite of the keeper's. 5 The thortleberry, calle i hilberry in Staffordshire, and on which the Miore game feed. 6 That is, elevate her id as above sensual desires and imaginations. I holsome here signifies entire or perfect.
And nightly, meadow-fairies, look, you sing, Become the forest better than the town?
Ford. Now, sir, who's a cuckold now? Master The expressure that it bears, green let it be, Brook, Falstaff's a knave, a cuckoldly knave: here More fertile-fresh than all the field to see,
Jare his horns, master Brook: And, master Brook, And Honi Soit Qui Mal y Pense, write, 5 he hath enjoy'd nothing of Ford's but his buckIn emerald tufts, flowers purple, blue, and white; basket, his cudgel, and twenty pounds of money; Like sapphire, pearl, and rich embroidery, ). which must be paid to master Brook; his horses Buckled below fair knighthood's bending knee; I are arrested for it, master Brook. Fairies use flowers for their charactery.
Mrs. Ford. Sir John, we have had ill luck; we Away; disperse: But, till’tis one o'clock, 10 could never meet. I will never take you for my Our dance of custom, round about the oak I love again, but I will always count you my deer. Of Herne the hunter, let us not forget. [order set: 1 Fal. I do begin to perceive that I am made an
Era. Pray vou, lock hand in hand; yourselvesin ass. Anu twenty glow-worms shall our lanthorns be, I Ford. Ay, and an ox too; both the proofs are To guide our measure round about the tree. 15 extant. But, stay; I smell a man of middle 2 earth. I Fal. And these are not fairies? I was three or
Ful. Heavens defend me from that Welch fairy! four times in the thought they were not fairies: lest he transform me to a piece of cheese! [birth. and yet the guiltiness of my mind, the sudden sur
Era. Vileworm, thou wasto'erlook’deveninthy prize of my powers, drove the grossness of the
Quic. With trial-fire touch me his finger end: 20 foppery into a receiv'd belief, in despight of the If he be chaste, the flame will back descend, teeth of all rhime and reason, that they were faiAnd turn him to no pain; but if he start,
ries. See now, how wit may be made a Jack-aIt is the flesh of a corrupted heart.
lent', when 'tis upon ill employment! Eva. A trial, come.
Eva. Sir Jolin Falstaff, serve Got, and leave [They burn him with their tapers, and pinch lim. 25 your desires, and fairies will not pinse you. Cone, will this wood take fire?
| Ford. Well said, fairy Hugh. Fal. Oh, oh, oh!
Eva. And leave your jealousies also, I pray you. Quic. Corrupt,corrupt, and tainted in desire! Ford. I will never mistrust inv wife again, till About him, fairies; sing a scorntul rhime:
thou art able to woo her in good English. And, as you trip, still pinch him to your time. 30 Fal. Have I lay'd my brain in the sun, and dried
Eva. It is right; indeed, he is full of leacheries it, that it wants matter to prevent so gross o'erand iniquity.
reaching as this? Am I ridden with a Welch goat The SONG.
too? shall I have a coxcomb or frize op 'tis time I Fie on sinful phantasy!
were choak'd with a piece of toasted cheese. Fie on lust and lurury'!
|35| Eva. Seese is not good to give putter ; your Lust is but a bloody fire",
pelly is all putter. Kindled with unchaste desire,
Ful. Seese and putter! have I liv'd to stand in Fed in heart; whose flames aspire,
the taunt of one that makes fritters of English? As thoughts do blow thein, higher and higher. this is enough to be the decay of lust and latePinch him, fuiries, mutually:
140 walking, through the realm. · Pinch him for his villainy;
1 Mrs. Page. Why sir John, do you think, though Pincli him, and burn him, and turn him about, we would have thrust virtue out of our hearts by 'Til candles, and star-light, and moonshine be out the head and shoulders, and have given ourselves [During this song, they pinch him. Doctor Caius without scruple to hell, that ever the devil could comes one way, and steals away a fairyingreen;145 have made you our delight? Slender another way, and he iakes uuuy a fairy | Ford. What a hodge-pudding? a bag of fax? in rchite; and Fenton comes, and steals areny Mrs. Page. A puft'd man? Atrs. Anne Page. A noise of hunting is made | Page, Old, cold, witherd, and of intolerable within. All the fairies run away. Falstaff pulls entrails? off his buck's head, and rises.]
150 Ford. And one that is as slanderous as Satan? Enter Page, Ford, &c. They lay hold on him. | Page. And as poor as Job ? Page. Nay, do not fly: Ithink, we have watch'd Ford. And as wicked as his wife? you now;
Era. And given to fornications, and to taverns, Will none but Herne the hunter serve your turn and sacks, and wines, and metheglins, and to Mrs. Paye. I pray you come; hold up the jest|55 drinkings, and swearings, and starings, pribbles no higher:
1 and prabbles? Now, good sir John, how like you Windsor wives | | Fal. Well, I am your theme; you have the See you these, husband: do not these fair yoaks 1 Istart of me; I am dejected; I am not able to an
? Or the matter with which they make letters. 2 Spirits being supposed to inhabit the ætherial regions, and fairies to dwell under ground, men therefore are in a middle station. Luxury here signifies incontinence. That is, the fire in the blood. 5 A Jack o' Lent was a puppet thrown at in Lent, like Shrove-tide cocks. That is, a fool's cap made out of Welch cloth.
swer the Welch flannel"; ignorance itself is al zen'd; I ha' married un garcon, a boy; un paisan, plummet o'er me?: use me as you will.
by gar, a boy; it is not Anne Page: by gar, I am Ford. Marry, sir, we'll bring you to Windsor, cozen'd. to one master Brook, that you cozened of money, | Mrs. Page. Why, did you not take her in to whom you should have been a pandar: over 5 green? and above that you have suffer'd, I think, torepayl Caius. Av, be gar, and’tis a boy: be gar, I'll that money will be a biting affliction. [amends raise all Windsor.
[Exit Caius. Mrs. Ford. Nay, husband, let that go to make Ford. This is strange: Who hath got the right Forgive that sum, and so we'll all be friends. I lAnne?
Ford. Well, here's my hand; all's forgiven at last. 10 Page. My heart misgives me-Here comes
Page. Yet be cheerful, knight: thou shalt eat master Fenton, a posset to-night at my house; where I will desire . Enter Fenton and Anne Page. thee to laugh at my wife, that now laughs at (How now, master Fenton ? thee : Tell her, master Slender hath married her | Anne. Pardon, good father! good my mother, daughter.
pardon! Mrs. Page. Doctors doubt that; if Anne Page 1 Page. Now, mistress, how chance you went not be iny daughter, she is, by this, doctor Caius' wife. with master Slender?
[Aside. | Alrs. Page. Why went you not with master Enter Slender.
doctor, maid? Slen. Whoo, ho! ho! father Page! : 20 Fent. You do amaze her: Hear the truth of it.
Page. Son! how now? how now, son? have You would have married her most shamefully, you dispatch'd ?
Where there was no proportion held in love. Slen. Dispatch'd! I'll make the best in Glo- The truth is, She and I, long since contracted, cestershire know on't; would I were hang'd, la, Are now so sure, that nothing can dissolve us. else.
125 The offence is holy, that she hath committed: Page. Of what, son?
And this deceit loses the name of craft, Slen. I came yonder at Eaton to marry mistress Of disobedience, or unduteous title: Anne Page, and she's a great lubberly boy: If it Since therein she doth evitate and shun had not been i' the church, I would have swing'd! A thousand irreligious cursed hours, [her. him, or he should have swing'd me. If I did not 30/Which forced marriage would have brought upon think it had been Anne Page, would I might never | Ford. Stand not amaz'd: here is no remedy:stir, and 'tis a post-master's boy.
In love, the heavens themselves do guide the state; Page. Upon my life then you took the wrong. Money buys lands, and wives are sold by fate.
Slen. What need you telline that? I think so, Fal. I am glad, though you have ta'en a special when I took a boy for a girl: If I had been mar-135 stand to strike at me, that your arrow hath glanc'd. ried to him, for all he was in woman's apparel, Il Page. Well, what remedy? Fenton, heaven would not have had him.
give thee joy!
tell you, how you should know my daughter by! | Era. I will dance and eat plums at your wedding. her garments ?
40 Fal. When ni
Fal. When night-dogs run, all sorts of deer are Slen. I went to her in white, and cry'd mum,
chac'd. and she cry'd budget, as Anne and I had appointed; Mrs. Puge. Well, I willinuse no further:-Master and yet it was not Anne, but a post-master's boy. I
Fenton, Era. Jeshu! Master Slender, cannot you see Heaven give you many, many merry day! but marry poys ?
145 Good husband, let us every one go home, Page. 0, Tam vex'd at heart: What shall I do?! And laugh this sport o'er by a country tire; .
Mrs. Page. Good George, be not angry; I knew Sir John and all. of your purpose; turn'd my daughterinio green; | Ford. Let it be so: Sir John, and, indeed, she is now with the doctor at the To master Brook you yet shall hold your word; deanery, and there married.
150 For he, to-night, shall lye with mistress Ford. Enter Caius.
[Excunt omnes. Caius. Vere is mistress Page? By gar I am cool !
· Flannel was originally the manufacture of Wales. On the meaning of this difficult passage commentators are gieatly divided. Dr. Farmer's conjecture, that we should read, “Ignorance itselt is a planet o er me," appears to be the most intelligible.