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Go thou with her to the west end of the wood, Than plural faith, which is too much by one:
There is our captain; we'll follow him that's fled; Thou counterfeit to thy true friend!
The thicket is beset, he cannot 'scape.

Pro

In love, 1 Out. Come, I must bring you to our captain's Who respects friend ? cave ;

Sil.

All men but Proteus. Fear not; he bears an honourable mind,

Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words And will not use a woman lawlessly.

Can no way change you to a milder form, Sil. O Valentine, this I endure for thee! (Exeunt. I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end;

And love you 'gainst the nature of love, force you. SCENE IV. – Another part of the Forest. Sil. O heaven!

Pro.

I'll force thee yield to my desire. Enter VALENTINE.

Val. Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch; Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man! Thou friend of an ill fashion ! This shaclowy desert, unfrequented woods,

Pro.

Valentine ! I better brook than flourishing peopled towns : Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith or Here can I sit alone, unseen of any,

love; And, to the nightingale's complaining notes, (For such is a friend now,) treacherous man ! Tune my distresses, and record + my woes.

Thou hast beguild my hopes; nought but mine eye O thou that dost inhabit in my breast,

Could have persuaded me: Now I dare not say Leave not the mansion so long tenantless;

I have one friend alive ; thoạ would'st disprove me. Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall,

Who should be trusted now, when one's right band And leave no memory of what it was!

Is perjur'd to the bosom? Proteus, Repair me with thy presence, Silvia ;

I am sorry,

I must never trust thee more, Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain ! - But count the world a stranger for thy sake. What halloing, and what stir is this to-day? The private wound is deepest: O time, most curst! These are my mates, that make their wills their law, 'Mongst all foes, that a friend should be the worst ! Have some unhappy passenger in chase :

Pro. My shame and guilt confound me. — They love me well; yet I have much to do, Forgive me, Valentine: if hearty sorrow To keep them from uncivil outrages.

Be a sufficient ransom for offence,
Withdraw thee, Valentine: who's this comes here? I tender it here; I do as truly suffer,

(Steps aside. As e'er I did commit.
Val.

Then I am paid ;
Enter PROTEUS, Silvia, and Julia.

And once again I do receive thee honest : —
Pro. Madam, this service I have done for you, Who by repentance is not satisfied,
(Though you respect not aught your servant doth,) | Is nor of heaven, nor earth ; for these are pleas'd;
To bazard life, and rescue you from him

By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeas'd: That would have forc'd your honour and your love. And, that my love may appear plain and free, Vouchsafe me for my meed but one fair look ; All that was mine in Silvia, I give thee. A smaller boon than this I cannot beg,

Jul. O me unhappy!

[Faints. And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. Pro. Look to the boy. Val. How like a dream is this I see and hear!

Val. Why, boy! why, wag! how now? what is Love, lend me patience to forbear a while. [Aside.

the matter? Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I am !

Look up; speak. Pro. Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came; Jul.

O good sir, my master charg'd me But, by my coming, I have made you happy. To deliver a ring to madam Silvia ; Si. By thy approach thou mak'st me most un- Which, out of my neglect, was never done. appy.

Pro. Where is that ring, boy? Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your pre- Jul.

Here 'tis: this is it. [Gives a ring.

[ Aside. Pro. How! let me see : Sl. Had I been seiz'd by a hungry lion, Why this is the ring I gave to Julia. I would have been a breakfast to the beast,

Jul. O, cry your mercy, sir, I have mistook; Rather than have false Proteus rescue me.

This is the ring you sent to Silvia. O, heaven be judge how I love Valentine,

[Shou's another ring. Whose life's as tender to me as my soul ;

Pro. But, how cam'st thou by this ring ? at my And full as much (for more there cannot be)

depart, I do detest false perjur'd Proteus;

I gave this unto Julia. Therefore begone, solicit me no more.

Jul. And Julia herself did give it me; Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next to And Julia herself hath brought it hither. death,

Pro. How! Julia ! Would I not undergo for one calm look ?

Jul. Behold her that gave aim 6 to all thy oaths, O, 'tis the curse in love, and still approv'd 5, And entertain'd them deeply in her heart : When women cannot love where they're belov’d. How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root ??

Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's belov'd. O Proteus, let this habit make thee blush ! Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love,

Be thou asham'd, that I have took upon me For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy faith Such an immodest raiment; if shame live Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths

In a disguise of love: Descended into perjury, to love me.

It is the lesser blot, inodesty finds, Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou hadst two, Women to change their shapes, than mentheir minds. And that's far worse than none; better have none

6 Direction. 5 Felt, experienced.

7 An allusion to cleaving the pin in archery.

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Pro. Than men their minds ? 'tis true : O heaven! | And think thee worthy of an empress' love.

Know then, I here forget all former griefs, But constant, he were perfect : that one error Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again. Fills him with faults ; makes him run through all Plead a new state in thy unrivall’d merit, sins ;

To which I thus subscribe, — sir Valentine, Inconstancy falls off, ere it begins :

Thou art a gentleman, and well deriv'd ; What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy

Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv'd her. More fresh in Julia's with a constant eye ?

Val. I thank your grace; the gift hath made me Val. Come, come, a hand froin either :

happy. Let me be blest to make this happy close ; I now beseech you for your daughter's sake, 'Twere pity two such friends should be long foes. To grant one boon that I shall ask of you.

Pro. Bear witness, heaven, I have my wish for ever. Duke. I grant it, for thine own, whate'er it be. Jul. And I have mine.

Val. These banish'd men, that I have kept withal,

Are men endued with worthy qualities; Enter Out-laws, with Duke and THURIO.

Forgive them what they have committed here. Out.

A prize, a prize, a prize! And let them be recallid from their exíle : Val. Forbear, I say; it is my lord the duke. They are reformed, civil, full of good, Your grace is welcome to a man disgrac'd,

And fit for great employment, worthy lord. Banished Valentine.

Duke. Thou hast prevail'd: I pardon them, and Duke.

Sir Valentine ! Thu. Yonder is Silvia; and Silvia's mine. Dispose of them, as thou know'st their deserts.

Val. Thurio, give back, or else embrace thy death; Come, let us go; we will include i all jars Come not within the measure of my wrath : 8 With triumphs, mirth, and rare solemnity. Do not name Silvia thine; if once again,

Val. And, as we walk along, I dare be bold Milan shall not behold thee. Here she stands, With our discourse to make your grace to smile : Take but possession of her with a touch ; - What think you of this page, my lord ? I dare thee but to breathe upon my love.

Duke. I think the boy hath grace in him : he Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I;

blushes. I hold him but a fool, that will endanger

Val. I warrant you, my lord; more grace than boy. His body for a girl that loves him not :

Duke. What mean you by that saying? I claim her not, and therefore she is thine.

Val. Please you, I'll tell you as we pass along, Duke. The more degenerate and base art thou, That you will wonder what bath fortuned. To make such means 9 for her as thou hast done, Come, Proteus ; 'tis your penance, but to hear And leave her on such slight conditions.

The story of your loves discovered: Now, by the honour of my ancestry,

That done, our day of marriage shall be yours ; I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine,

One feast, one house, one mutual happiness.

[Exeunt. 8 Length of my sword.

Conclude

thee;

9 Interest

MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR.

PERSONS REPRESENTED.

Mr. Fore; }

Sir John FALSTAFF.

Robin, Page to Falstaff. FENTON.

SIMPLE, Servant to Slender,
SHALLOW, a country Justice.

RUGBY, Servant to Dr. Caius.
SLENDER, cousin to Shallow.
Mr. Page,
two Gentlemen dwelling at Windsor.

Mrs. FORD.
William Page, a Boy, son to Mr. Page.

Mrs. Page. Sir Hugh Evans, a Welsh Parson.

Mrs. Anne Page, her Daughter, in love with Fenton. Dr. Caius, a French Physician.

Mrs. QUICKLY, Servant to Dr. Caius.
Host of the Garter Inn.

BARDOLPH,
Pistol, Followers of Falstaff.

Servants to Page, Ford, &c.
Nym,

SCENE, Windsor; and the parts adjacent.

ACT I.

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SCENE I. Windsor. Before Page's House. Slen. I may quarter, coz ?

Shal. You may, by marrying.
Enter Justice SHALLOW, SLENDER, and Sir Hugh Eva. It is marring indeed, if he quarter it.
Evans.

Shal. Not a whit.
Shallow. Sir Hugh, persuade me not; I will make

Eva. Yes, py'r 3 lady; if he has a quarter of your a Star-chamber matter of it; if he were twenty sir coat, there is but three skirts for yourself, in my John Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, simple conjectures : but this is all one : If Sir John

Falstaff have committed disparagements unto you, esquire.

beSlen. In the county of Gloster, justice of peace, I am of the church, and will be glad to do my and coram.

nevolence, to make atonements and compromises

between you. Shal. Ay, cousin Slender, and Cust-alorum. ? Slen. Ay, and ratolorum too; and a gentleman

Shal. The Council shall hear it; it is a riot. born, master who writes himself armigero ;

Eva. It is not meet the Council hear a riot; there parson; in any bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, armi- is no fear of Got in a riot; the Council, look you,

shall desire to hear the fear of Got, and not to hear gero.

Shal. Ay, that we do: and have done any time a riot; take your vizaments 4 in that. these three hundred years.

Shal. Ha! o' my life, if I were young again, the Slen. All his successors, gone before him, have sword should end it. done't; and all his ancestors, that come after him,

Eva. It is petter that friends is the sword, and may: they may give the dozen white luces in their end it: and there is also another device in my prain,

which, peradventure, prings goot discretions with Shal. It is an old coat.

it: There is Anne Page, which is daughter to Eva. The dozen white louses do become an old master George Page, which is pretty virginity. coat well; it agrees well, passant: it is a familiar Slen. Mistress Anne Page? She has brown hair, beast to man, and signifies — love.

and speaks small like a woman. Shal. The luce is the fresh fish; the salt fish is

Eva. It is that fery person for all the 'orld, as an old coat.

just as you will desire : and seven hundred pounds

of monies, and gold, and silver, is her grandsire, 1 A title forinerly appropriated to chaplains.

coat.

3 By our.

4 Advisement.

2 Custos Rotulorum

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