Fal. Hold, sirrah, [to Ron.] bear you these let

adel sie

Lys

terstightly; Sail like my pinnace to these golden shores.

Rogues bence, avaunt! vanish like hail-sto

nes, go

Trudge, plod, away, o'the hoofi seek shelter,

pack

Falstaff will learn the humour of this page,

French thrift, you rogues, myself, and skirted

:

[Exeunt FALSTAIF and ROBIN,

Pist. Let vultures gripe thy guts for gourd,

and fullam holds.

And high and low beguile the rich and poor

Tester I'll have in

Base Phrygian Turk!

Fouch, when thou shalt

tim lack,

Nym. I have operations in my head, which be

humours of revenge.

Pist. Wilt thou revenge?

Nym. By welkin, and hern star!

Pists With wit, or, steel?ossas atrakto

Nym. With both the humours, Le bir

will discuss the humour of this love to

Page

Rist, And I to Ford shall eke unfold,

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How Falstaff, varlet wile,

His dove will prove, his gold will hold,
And his soft concha defilood Vod

Nym. My humour shall not cool: I will in cense Page to deal with poison I will possess him with yellowness, for the revolt of mien is dangerous: that is my true humour,

Pist Thou art the Mars, of malcontents: Isecond thee; troopen.

[Exeunt.

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A Room in Dr. Caius's House

Enter Mrs. QUICKLY, SIMPLE, and RUGBY.

Quick. What; John Rugby! Uplay thee, go to the casement, and see if you can see my master, Master Doctor Caius, coming: if he do, 'i'faith, and find any body in the house, here will be an old abusing of God's patience, and the King's English. [Exit RUGBY.

Bug. I'll go wachtr Quick. Go; and we'll have a posset for'ts soon at night, in faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal fire: An honest willing, kind fellow, as evex servant shall come in house withal; and, L. war rant you, no tell tale, nor no breed.bate: his worst fault is, that he is given to prayers he is something peevash that way; but nobody but has his fault; but let that pass.

say your name is??

Peter Simple, you

Sim. Ay, for fault of a better wil
Quick. And Master Slender's your master?
Sim. Ay, forsooth.m

Quick. Does he not wear a great roiind beard,

like a glover's paring knife?

Sim. No, forseth: he hath but a little wee face, with a little yellow beard, a: Cain-colour'd beard.

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Quick. A softly sprighted man, is he not? Sim. Ay, forsooth: but he is as tall a man of his hauds, as any is between this and his head; he hath fought with a warrener.

Quick. How say you? - O, I should remember him; Does he not hold up his head, as it

were? and strut in his gait

Sim. Yes, indeed, does he.

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Quick. Well, heaven send Anne Page no worse fortune! Tell master parson Evans, I will do what I can for your master: Anne is a good girl, and I wish.

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Re-enter RUGBY

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Rug. Out, alas! here comes my master.

Quick we shall all be shent: Run in here, good young man; go into this closet. [Shuts Simple in the closet.] He will not stay long. What, John Rugby! John, what, John, I say Go, John, go enquire for my master; I doubt, he

be not well, that he comes not home:

and

down, down, adown-a, etc.

[sings.

Enter Doctor CATUS.

Caius. Vat is you, sing? I do not like dese toys; Pray you, go and vetch me in my closet un boitier verd; a box, a green-a box; Do in tend vat I speak? a green-a box.

Quick. Ay, forsooth, L'il fetch hit you. I am glad he went not in himself: if he had found the young man, he would have been horn-mad.

[Aside

Caius, Fe, fe fe fe: ma foi, il fait fort chaud. te m'en vais à la

Cour, La

Quick. Is it this, Sir?

la grande affaire.

Cains. Ouy; mette le au mon pocket; Depeche,

quickly: Vere, is dat kuave Rugby?

Quick. What, John Rugby! John!

hug. Here, Sir.

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Caius. You are John Rugby, and you are Jack

Rugby: Come, take-a your rapier, and come after

my heel to de court.

Rug. 'Tis ready, Sir, here in the porch.

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Caius. By my trot, I tarry too long - Od's me! Qu'ay j'oublié? dere is some simples in my closet, dat I vill not for the varld I shall leave behind.

Quick. Ah me! he'll find the young man there, and be mad.

Caius. O diable, diable! vat is in my closet?- Villainy! larron! [Pulling Simple out.] Rugby, my rapier.

Quick. Good Master, be content.

Caius. Verefore shall I be content-a?

Quick. The young man is an honest man.

Caius. Vat shall de honest man do in my closet? dere is no honest man dat shall come in my closet.

Quick. I beseech you, be not so flegmatick; hear the truth of it: He came of an errand to me from parson Hugh.

Caius. Vell.

Sim. Ay, forsooth, do desire her to
Quick. Peace, I pray you.

Caius. Peace a your tongue: - Speak-a your

tale.

Sim. To desire this honest gentlewoman, your maid, to speak a good word to Mistress Anne Page for my master, in the way of marriage. *Quick. This is all, indeed, la; but I'll ne'er put my finger in the fire, and need not.

Caius. Sir Hugh send-a you?- Rugby, baillez me some paper: Tarry you a little-a while. [writes.

- Quick. I am glad he is so quiet: if he had bee thoroughly moved, you should have heard him só loud, and so melancholy; But notwithstanding, man, I'll do your master what good I can: and the very yea and the no is, the French Doc

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tor, my master, I may call him my master, look you, for I keep his house; and I wash, wring, brew, bake, scour, dress meat and drink, make the beds, and do all myself;

Sim. "Tis a great charge, to come under one body's hand.

Quick. Are you avis'd o' that? you shall find it a great charge: and to be up early, and down late; - but notwithstanding, (to tell you in your ear; I would have no words of it;) my master himself is in love with Mistress Anne Page but notwithstanding that, - I know Anne's mind, 一 that's neither here nor there.

Caius. Yon jack'napes give-a dis letter to Sir Hugh; by gar, it is a shallenge: I vill cut his troat in de park; and I will teach a scurvy jacka- nape priest to meddle or make:

you may

be gone; it is not good you tarry here by gar, I vill cut all his two stones; by gar, he shall not have a stone to trow at his dog.

[Exit SIMPLE.

Quick. Alas, he speaks but for his friend.
Caius. It is no matter-a for dat:

do not you tell a me dat I shall have Anne Page for myself? by gar, I vill kill de Jack priest; and I have appointed mine host of de Jarterre to measure our weapon:- by gar, I vill myself have Anne Page..

Quick. Sir, the maid loves you, and all shall be well: we must give folks leave to prate: What, the good-jer!

Caius. Rugby, come to the court, vit me; By gar, if I have not Anue Page, I shall turn your head out of my door: -Follow my heels, Rugby. [Exeunt CAIUS and RUGBY.

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