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Shal. That's good too : but what needs goose !A fault done first in the form of a either your
mum," or her " budget ?" the beast ;-0 Jove, a beastly fault! and then white will decipher her well enough.-It hath another fault in the semblance of a fowl : struck ten o'clock.
think on't, Jove; a foul fault.-When gods Page. The night is dark ; light and spirits have hot backs, what shall poor men do? For will become it well. Heaven prosper our me, I am here a Windsor stag ; and the fattest, sport! No man means evil but the devil, and I think, if the forest. Send me a cool rut-time, we shall know him by his horns. Let's away : Jove, or who can blame me to piss my tallow? follow me.
(Excunt. -Who comes here ? my doe? SCENE III.-The Street in Windsor.
Enter Mrs. Ford and Mrs. Page.
Mrs. Ford. Sir John! art thou there, my Enter Mrs. Page, Mrs. Ford, and Dr. Caius. deer? my male deer ?
Mrs. Page. Master Doctor, my daughter is Fal. My doe with the black scut !--Let the in green ! when you see your time, take her by sky rain potatoes ; let it thunder to the tune of the hand, away with her to the deanery, and Green Sleeves, hail kissing-comfits, and despatch it quickly. Go before into the park : snow eringoes ; let there come a tempest of we two must go together.
provocation, I will shelter me here. Caius. I know vat I have to do. Adieu.
(Embracing her. Mrs. Page. Fare you well, sir.
Mrs. Ford, Mistress Page is come with me,
[Exit Caius.] sweetheart. My husband will not rejoice so much at the Fal. Divide me like a bribed buck, each a abuse of Falstaff, as he will chafe at the haunch: I will keep my sides to myself, my doctor's marrying my daughter : but 'tis no shoulders for the fellow of this walk, and my matter; better a little chiding, than a great horns I bequeath your husbands. Am I a deal of heart-break.
woodman, ha? Speak I like Herne the Mrs. Ford. Where is Nan now, and her hunter ?-.Why, now is Cupid a child of controop of fairies ? and the Welsh devil, Hugh ? science; he makes restitution. As I am a true Mrs. Page. They are all couched in a pit spirit, welcome!
[Noise within. hard by Herne's oak, with obscured lights ; Mrs. Page. Alas! what noise ? which, at the very instant of Falstaft's and Mrs. Ford. Heaven forgive our sins ! our meeting, they will at once display to the Fal. What should this be? night.
[him. Mrs. Ford. } Away, away! [They run off. Mrs. Ford. That cannot choose but amaze Mrs. Page.
Mrs. Page. If he be not amazed, he will be Fal. I think the devil will not have me mocked ; if he be amazed, he will every way damned, lest the oil that is in me should set be mocked.
heil on fire ; he would never else have crossed Mrs. Ford. We'll betray him finely.
me thus. Mrs. Page. Against such lewdsters, and Enter Sir Hugh Evans, as a Satyr; Mrs. their lechery
Quickly, Anne Page, as the Fuiry Queen, Those that betray them do no treachery.
attended by her brother and others, as Mrs. Ford. The hour draws on: to the oak, fairies, with waxen tapers on their heads. to the oak !
(Exeunt. Quick. Fairies, black, grey, green, and
white, Scene IV.--Windsor Park.
You moonshine revellers, and shades of night, Enter Sir Hugh Evans, disguised as a Satyr, You orphan-heirs of fixed destiny,
with Anne Page and others as Fairies. Attend your office and your quality.Eva. Trib, trib, fairies : come ; and re- Crier Hobgoblin, make the fairy o-yes. member your parts. Be pold, I pray you ;
Pist. Elves, list your names; silence, you follow me into the pit ; and when I give the airy toys ! watch-'ords, do as I pid you : come, come ; Cricket, to Windsor chimneys shalt thou leap, trib, trib.
[Exeunt. Where fires thou find'st unrak'd and hearths
unswept, SCENE V.--Another part of the Park.
There pinch ihe maids as blue as bilberry : Enter Falstaff disguised as Herne, with a Our radiant queen hatcs sluts, and sluttery. Buck's Head on.
Fal. They are fairies : he that speaks to Fal. The Windsor bell hath struck twelve ; them, shall die :
seye. the minute draws on. Now, the hot-blooded I'll wink and couch : no man their works must gods assist me!--remember, Jove, thou wast
(Lies down upon his face. a bull for thy Europa ; love set on thy horns : Eva. Where's Bede ?-Go you, and where - powerful love ! that, in some respects, you find a maid,
said, makes a beast a man ; in some other, a man That, ere she sleep, has thrice her prayers a beast. —You were also. Jupiter, a swan for Raise up the organs of her fantasy, the love of Leda :-0 omnipotent love! how Sleep, she as sound as careless infancy : [sins, near the god drew to the complexion of al But those that sleep, and think not on their
Pinch them, arms, legs, backs, shoulders, noise of hunting is made within. The Quick. About, about! [sides, and shins.
fairies run away. Falstaff pulls off his Search Windsor castle, elves, within and out: buck's head, and rises. Strew good luck, ouphes, on every sacred Enter Page, Ford, Mrs Page, and Mrs. Ford.
They lay hold on Falstaff. That it may stand till the perpetual doom, Page. Nay, do not fly : I think we have In state as wholesome as in state 'tis fit;
watch'd you now ;
(turn? Wortby the owner, and the owner it. Will none but Herne the hunter serve your The several chairs of order look you scour Mrs. Page. I pray you come; hold up the With juice of balm and every precious flower : jest no higher.
(wives? Each fair instalment, coat, and several crest, Now, good Sir John, how like you Windsor With loyal blazon, ever more be blest ! See you these, husband ? do not these fair And nightly, meadow-fairies, look you sing, yokes Like to the Garter's compass, in a ring : Become the forest better than the town? Th' expressure that it bears, green let it be, Ford. Now sir, who's a cuckold now? More fertile-fresh than all the field to see ; Master Brook, Falstaff's a knave, a cuckoldly And, Honi soit qui mal y pense, write, knave; here are his horns, master Brook : and, In emerald tufts, flowers purple, blue, and master Brook, he hath enjoyed nothing of white;
Ford's but his buck-basket, his cudgel, and Like sapphire, pearl, and rich embroidery, twenty pounds of money, which must be paid Buckled below fair knighthood's bending to master Brook; his horses are arrested for
it, master Brook. Fairies use flowers for their charactery. Mrs. Ford. Sir John, we have had ill luck; Away! disperse ! But, till 'tis one o'clock, we could never meet. I will never take you Our dance of custom round about the oak for my love again ; but I will always count Of Herne the hunter, let us not forget.
you my deer.
[an ass. Eva. Pray you, lock hand in hand ; your- Fal. I do begin to perceive that I am made selves in order set;
Ford. Ay, and an ox too; both the proofs And twenty glow-worms shall our lanterns be, are extant. To guide our measure round about the tree.- Fal. And these are not fairies? I was three But, stay! I smell a man of middle earth. or four times in the thought, they were not
Fal. Heavens defend me from that Welsh fairies : and yet the guiltiness of my mind, fairy, lest he transform me to a piece of cheese! the sudden surprise of my powers, drove the Pist. Vile worm, thou wast o'erlook'd, even grossness of the foppery into a received belief, in thy birth.
[end : in despite of the teeth of all rhyme and reason, Quick. With trial-fire touch me his finger- that they were fairies. See now, how wit may If he be chaste, the flame will back descend, be made a Jack-a-lent, when 'tis upon isl And turn him to no pain ; but if he start, employment ! It is the flesh of a corrupted heart.
Eva. Sir John Falstaff, serve Got, and leave Pist. A trial, come.
your desires, and fairies will not pinse you. Eva. Come, will this wood take fire ? Ford. Well said, fairy Hugh. [you.
[They burn him with their tapers. Eva. And leave your jealousies too, I pray Fal. Oh, oh, oh!
(desire ! Ford. I will never mistrust my wife again, Quick. Corrupt,' corrupt, and tainted in till thou art able to woo her in good English. About him, fairies; sing a scornful rhyme: Fal. Have I laid my brain in the sun, and And, as you trip, still pinch him to your time. dried it, that it wants matter to prevent so SONG.
gross o'er-reaching as this ? Am I ridden with
a Welsh goat too? shall I have a coxcomb of Fie on sinful fantasy!
frize? 'Tis time I were choked with a piece Fie on lust and luxury!
of toasted cheese. (pelly is all putter. Lust is but a bloody fire,,
Eva. Seese is not goot to give putter ; your Kindled with unchaste desire,
Fal. Seese and putter! have I lived to stand Fed in heart; whose flames aspire,
at the taunt of one that makes fritters of EngAs thoughts do blow them higher and higher. lish? This is enough to be the decay of lust Pinch him, fairies, mutually ;
and late-walking through the realm. Pinch him for his villainy; [about, Mrs. Page. Why, Sir John, do you think, Pinck him, and burn him, and turn him though we would have thrust virtue out of our Till candles, and star-light, and moonshine hearts by the head and shoulders, and have be out.
given ourselves without scruple to hell, that During this song, the fairies pinch Falstaff. ever the devil could have made you our deDoctor Caius comes one way, and steals away light?
[flax ? a fairy in green ; Slender another way, and Ford. What, a hodge-pudding? a bag of takes off a fairy in white: and Fenton Mrs. Page. A puffed man? [able entrails? comes, and steals away Anne Page. A Page. Old, cold, withered, and of intolerFord. And one that is as slanderous as
Enter Doctor Caius. Page. And as poor as Job ? [Satan? Caius. Vere is mistress Page? By gar, I Ford. And as wicked as his wife ?
am cozened : I ha' married un garçon, a boy ; Eva. And given to fornications, and to un paisan, by gar, a boy ; it is not Anne Page : taverns, and sack, and wine, and metheglins, by gar, I am cozened.
[green? and to drinkings, and swearings and starings, Mrs. Page. . Why, did you take her in pribbles and prabbles ?
Caius. Ay, by gar, and 'tis a boy : by gar, Fal. Well, I am your theme : you have the I'll raise all Windsor.
(Exit. start of me; I am dejected ; I am not able to Ford. This is strange. Who hath got the answer the Welsh flannel ; ignorance itself is right Anne ? a plummet o'er me: use me as you will. Page. My heart misgives me : here comes
Ford. Marry, sir, we'll bring you to Wind- master Fenton. sor, to one master Brook, that you have Enter Fenton and Anne Page. cozened of money, to whom you should have How now, master Fenton ! been a pander : over and above that you have Anne. Pardon, good father ! - good my suffered, I think, to repay that money will be mother, pardon ! a biting affliction.
Page. Now, mistress,
how chance you Page. Yet be cheerful, knight : thou shalt went not with master Slender ? eat a posset to-night at my house ; where I Mrs. Page. Why went you not with master will desire thee to laugh at my wife, that now doctor, maid ?
fit. laughs at thee : tell her, master Slender hath Fent. You do amaze her: hear the truth of married her daughter.
You would have married her most shamefully, Mrs. Page. [Aside.] Doctors doubt that : Where there was no proportion held in love. if Anne Page be my daughter, she is, by this, The truth is, she and I, long since contracted, doctor Caius' wife.
Are now so sure, that nothing can dissolve us. Enter Slender.
The offence is holy that she hath comınitted ; Slen. Whoo, ho ! ho! father Page ! And this deceit loses the name of craft,
Page. Son, how now ! how now, son! have Of disobedience, or unduteous title ; you despatched ?
Since therein she doth evitate and shun Slen.-Despatched !-I'll make the best in A thousand irreligious cursed hours, Gloucestershire know on't; would I were Which forced marriage would have brought Page. Of what, son ? [hanged, la, else!
(remedy. Slen. I came yonder at Eton to marry mis- Ford. Stand not amaz'd: here is tress Anne Page, and she's a great lubberly In love, the heavens themselves do guide the boy, If it had not been i' the church, I would state ; have swinged him, or he should have swinged Money buys lands, and wives are sold by fate.
If I did not think it had been Anne Fal. I am glad, though you have ta'en a Page, would I might never stir !--and 'tis a special stand to strike at me, that your arrow post-master's boy.
[wrong. hath glanced. Page. Upon my life, then, you took the Page. Well, what remedy?-Fenton, heaven
Slen. What need you tell me that? I think give thee joy ! so, when I took a boy for a girl. If I had What cannot be eschew'd must be embrac'd. been married to him, for all he was in woman's Fal. When night-dogs run, all sorts of deer apparel, I would not have had him.
are chas' d. Page. Why, this is your own folly. Did Mrs. Page. Well, I will muse no farther.not I tell you how you should know my Master Fenton, daughter by her garments ?
Heaven give you many, many nierry days ! Slen. I went to her in white, and cried, Good husband, let us every one go home, " Mum," and she cried “ Budget," as Anne And laugh this sport o'er by a country fire ; and I had appointed ; and yet it was not Sir John and all. Anne, but a post-master's boy.
Let it be so.—Sir John, Mrs. Page. Good George, be not angry : 1 To master Brook you yet shall hold your knew of your purpose ; turned my daughter
word ; into green ; and, indeed, she is now with For he, to-night, shall lie with mis ess Ford. doctor at the deanery, and there married.
MEASURE FOR MEASURE.
DRAMATIS PERSONÆ. Vincentio, Duke of Vienna,
Elbow, a simple Constable. Angelo, Lord Deputy in the Duke's absence. Froth, a foolish Gentleman. Escalus, An ancieni Lord, joined with An- Clown ; a Servant to Mistress Overdone. gelo in the deputation.
Abhorson, an Executioner.
Barnardine, a dissolute Prisoner,
Isabella, sister to Claudio.
Juliet, beloved of Claudio. two Friars,
Francisca, a Nun. Peter,
Mistress Overdone, a Bawd. [ants. A Justice
Lords, Officers, Citizens, Boy, and AttendSCENE,--Vienna.
Are not thine own so proper, as to waste
Thyself upon thy virtues, them on thee.
Heaven doth with us, as we with torches do ;
Not light them for themselves; for if our virtues Enter Duke, Escalus, Lords, and Attendants. Did not go forth of us, 'twere all alike Duke. Escalus,
Escal. My lord ? As if we had them not. Spirits are not finely Duke. Of government the properties to un- touch'd, fold,
(course, But to fine issues ; nor nature never lends Wouid seem in me t'affect speech and dis- The smallest scruple of her excellence, Since I am put to know that your own science But, like a thrifty goddess, she determines Exceeds, in that, the lists of all advice Herself the glory of a creditor.- speech My strength can give you : then no more re- Both thanks and use. But I do bend my mains,
[able : To one that can my part in him advertise ; But that to your sufficiency, as your worth is Hold, therefore, Angelo : And let them work. The nature of our people,
[ Tendering his commission. Our city's institutions, and the terms
In our remove, be thou at full ourself ; For common justice, you're as pregnant in Mortality and mercy in Vienna As art and practice hath enriched any Live in thy tongue and heart. Old Escalus, That we remember. There is our commission, Though first in question, is thy secondary : From which we would not have you warp. Take thy commission. Call hither,
Now, good my lord, I say, bid come before us Angelo.
Let there be some more test made of my metal,
(Exit an Attendant. Before so noble and so great a figure What figure of us think you he will bear ? Be stamp'd upon it. Por, you must know, we have with special soul Duke.
No more evasion : Elected him our absence to supply ; We have with a leaven'd and prepared choice Lent him our terror, drest him with our love ;' Proceeded to you : therefore take your honours. And given his deputation all the organs Our haste from hence is of so quick condition, Of our own power. What think you of it? That it prefers itself, and leaves unquestion'd
Escal. If any in Vienna be of worth Matters of needful value. We shall write to To undergo such ample grace and honour,
you, It is lord Angelo.
As time and our concernings shall importune, Duke.
Look where he comes, How it goes with us ; and do look to know Enter Angelo.
What doth befall you here. So, fare you well :
Of your commissions.
Yet, give leave, my lord, There is a kind of character in thy life, That we may bring you something on the way. That, to th' observer, doth thy history
Duke. My haste may not admit it ; Fully unfold. Thyself and thy belongings INor need you, on mine honour, have to do
With any scruple : your scope is as mine own, of thine own confession, learn to begin thy So to enforce or qualify the laws
health ; but, whilst I live, forget to drink after As to your soul seems good. Give me your thee.
(have I not? I'll privily away. I love the people, (hand : I Gent. I think I have done myself wrong, But do not like to stage me to their eyes : 2 Gent. Yes, that thou hast, whether thou Though it do well, I do not relish well art tainted, or free. Their loud applause and aves vehement; Lucio. Behold, behold, where madam MitiNor do I think the man of safe discretion, gation comes! I have purchased as many That does affect it. Once more, fare you well. diseases under her roof, as come to-Ang. The heavens give safety to your pur.
2 Gent. To what, I pray? Lucio. Judge. poses !
(happiness! 2 Gent. To three thousand dollars a year. Escal. Lead forth, and bring you back in I Gent. Ay, and more. Duke. I thank you. Fare you well. (Exit. Lucio. A French crown more.
Escal. I shall desire you, sir, to give me leave I Gent. Thou art always figuring diseases To have free speech with you ; and it concerns in me; but thou art full of error : I am sound. To look into the bottom of my place : (me
Lucio. Nay, not as one would say, healthy; A power I have, but of what strength and nature but so sound as things that are hollow : thy I am not yet instructed.
[together, bones are hollow; impiety has made a feast Ang. "Íis so with me. Let us withdraw of thee. And we may soon our satisfaction have
Enter Mistress Overdone. Touching that point.
i Gent. How now! Which of your hips Escal. I'll wait upon your honour. has the most profound sciatica?
[Exeunt. Mrs. Ov. Well, well ; there's one yonder SCENE II.-A Street.
arrested and carried to prison, was worth five
thousand of you all. Enter Lucio and two Gentlemen.
2 Gent. Who's that, I pray thee? Lucio. If the duke, with the other dukes, Mrs. Ov. Marry, sir, that's Claudio, signior come not to composition with the king of Claudio. Hungary, why then, all the dukes sall upon I Gent. Claudio to prison ! 'tis not so. the king.
Mrs. Ov. Nay, but I know 'tis so : I saw i Gent. Heaven grant us its peace, but not him arrested ; saw him carried away ; and, 2 Gent. Amen. [the king of Hungary's ! which is more, within these three days his
Lucio. Thou concludest like the sanctimoni- head is to be chopped off. ous pirate, that went to sea with the ten com- Lucio. But, after all this fooling, I would mandments, but scraped one out of the table. not have it so. Art thou sure of this ? 2 Gent. “Thou shalt not steal ?"
Mrs O. I am too sure of it ; and it is for Lucio, Ay, that he razed.
getting madam Julietta with child. 1 Gent. Why, 'twas a commandment to Lucio. Believe me, this may be : he procommand the captain and all the rest from mised to meet me two hours since, and he was their functions : they put forth to steal. ever precise in promise-keeping: There's not a soldier of us all, that, in the 2 Gent. Besides, you know, it draws somethanksgiving before meat, doth relish the peti- thing near to the speech we had to such a tion well that prays for peace.
(proclamation. 2 Gent. I never heard any soldier dislike it. i Gent. But most of all, agreeing with the
Lucio. I believe thee; for I think thou never Lucio. Away ! let's go learn the truth of it. wast where grace was said.
(Exeunt Lucio and Gentlemen. 2 Gent. No? a dozen times at least.
Mrs. Ov. Thus, what with the war, what i Gent. What, in metre?
(guage. with the sweat, what with the gallows, and Lucio. In any proportion, or in any lan- what with poverty, I am custom-shrunk. i Gent. I think, or in any religion.
Enter Clown. Lucio. Ay; why not? Grace is grace, de- How now! what's the news with you ? spite of all controversy : as, for example, - Clo. Yonder man is carried to prison. thou thyself art a wicked villain, despite of all Mrs Ov. Well; what has he done? grace.
[between us. Clo. I Gent. Well, there went but a pair of shears Mrs. Ov. But what's his offence?
Lucio. I grant ; as there may between the Clo. Groping for trouts in a peculiar river. lists and the velvet : thou art the list.
Mrs. Ov. What, is there a maid with child i Gent. And thou the velvet : thou art good by him? velvet ; thou art a three-piled piece, I warrant Clo. No; but there's a woman with maid thee. I had as lief be a list of an English by him. You have not heard of the proclaniakersey, as be piled, as thou art piled, for a tion, have you? French velvet. Do I speak feelingly now? Mrs. Ov. What proclamation, man?
Lucio. I think thou dost; and, indeed, with Clo. All houses in the suburbs of Vienna most painful feeling of thy speech : I will, out must be plucked down,