As you do love your lady Silvia :)

When she did think my master lov'd her well,
She dreams on him, that has forgot her love; She, in my judgment, was as fair, as you;
You dote on her, that cares not for your loye. But since she did neglect her looking-glass,
'Tis pity, love should be so contrary;

And threw her sun-expelling mask away,
And thinking on it makes me cry, alas!

The air hath starv'd the roses in her cheeks,
Pro. Well, give her that ring, and therewithal And pinch'd the lily-tincture of her face,
This letter! – that's her chamber. - Tell my lady, That now she is become as black, as I.
I claim the promise for her heavenly picture.

Sil. How tall was she?
Your message done, hie home unto my chamber, Jul. About my stature: for, at Pentecost,
Where thou shalt find me sad and solitary.

When all our pageants of delight were play'd,

[Exit Proteus. Our youth got me to play the woman's part, Jul. How many women would do such a message? And I was trimm'din madam Julia's gown, Alas, poor Proteus ! thou hast entertain'd

Which served me as fit, by all men's judgment, A fox, to be the shepherd of thy lambs.

Asifthe garment had been made for me: Alas, poor fool! why do I pity him

Therefore, I know she is about my height. That with his very heart despiseth me?

And, at that time, I made her weep a-good, Because he loves her, he despiseth me;

For I did play a lamentable part:
Because I love him, I must pity him.

Madam, 'twas Ariadne, passioning
This ring I gave him, when he parted from me, For Theseus' perjury, and unjust flight,
To bind him to remember my good will :

Which I so lively acted with my tears,
And now am I (unhappy messenger)

That my poor mistress, moved therewithal,
To plead for that, which I would not obtain ; Wept bitterly; and, would I might be dead,
To carry that, which I would have refus'd;

If I in thought felt not her very sorrow!
To praise his faith, which I would have disprais'd. Sil. She is beholden to thee, gentle youth !
I am my master's true confirmed love,

Alas, poor lady! desolate and left!-
But cannot be true servant to my master,

I weep myself, to think upon thy words.
Unless I prove false traitor to myself.
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Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee this
Yet I will woo for him; but yet so coldly,

For thy sweet mistress 'sake, because thou lov'st her. As heaven, it knows, I would not have him speed. Farewell!

(Exit Silvia. Enter Silva, attended.

Jul. And she shall thank you for't, if e'er you know Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my mean

her.
To bring me, where to speak with madam Silvia. A virtuous gentlewoman, mild, and beautiful!
Sil. What would you with her, if that I be she? I hope my master's suit will be but cold,
Jul. If you be she, I do entreat your patience Since she respects my mistress' love so much.
To hear me speak the message, I am sent on.

Alas, how love can trifle with itself!
Sil. From whom?

Here is her picture. Let me see! I think, Jul. From my master, sir Proteus,' madam.

If I had such a tire, this face of mine Sil. O!--he sends you for a picture ?

Were full as lovely, as is this of hers: Jul. Ay, madam.

And yet the painter flatter'd her a little, Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there!

Unless I flatter with myself too much.

[Picture brought. Her hair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow:
Go, give your master this ! tell him from me, If that be all the difference in his love,
One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget, I'll get me such a coloured periwig.
Would better fit his chamber, than this shadow. Her eyes are grey, as glass; and so are mine:

Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter !-- Ay, but her forehead's low, and mine’s as high.
Pardon me, madam ; I have unadvis'd

What should it be, that he respects in her,
Delivered you a paper, that I should not;

But I can make respective in myself,
This is the letter to your ladyship.

If this fond love were not a blinded god ?
Sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again! Come, shadow, come, and take this shadow up !
Jul. It may not be; good madam, pardon me! For'tis thy rival. O thou senseless form,
Sil. There, hold !

Thou shalt be worshipp'd, kiss'd, lov'd, and ador'd; I will not look upon your master's lines :

And, were there sense in his idolatry,
I know, they are stuff'd with protestations,

My substance should be statue in thy stead.
And full of new-found oaths, which he will break, I'll use thee kindly for thy mistress 'sake,
As easily, as I do tear his paper.

Thatus'd me so; or else, by Jove I vow,
Jul. Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring. I should have scratch'd out your unseeing eyes,
Sil. The more shame for him, that he sends it me; To make my master out of love with thee.

[Exit.
For, I have heard him say a thousand times,
His Julia gave it him at his departure :
Though his false finger hath profan'd the ring,

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V. Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong.

SCENE I. The same. An abbey. Jul. She thanks you.

Enter EGLAMOUR.
Sil. What say'st thou ?

Egl. The sun begins to gild the western sky;
Jul. I thank you, madam, that you tender her: And now, it is about the very hour
Poor gentlewoman! my master wrongs her much. That Silvia, at Patrick's cell, should meet me,
Sil. Dost thou know her?

She will not fail; for lovers break not hours,
Jul. Almost as well, as I do know myself.

Unless it be to come before their time; To think upon her woes, I do protest,

So much they spur their expedition.
That I have wept an hundred several times.

Enter SILVIA.
Sil. Belike, she thinks, that Proteus hath forsook her. See, where she comes : Lady, a happy evening
Jul. I think she doth, and that's her cause of sorrow. sil. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour,
S;!. Is she not passing fair ?

Out at the postera by the abbey-wall!
Jul. She hath been fairer, madam, than she is : I fear, I am attended by some spies.

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Egl. Fear not: the forest is not three leagues off; 2 Out. Come, bring her away!
If we recover that, we are sure enough. [Exeunt. 1 out. Where is the gentleman that was with her?
SCENE II. — The same. An apartment in the Duke's 30ut. Being nimble-footed, he hath outrun us,
palace.

But Moyses, and Valerius, follow him.
Enter THURIO, PRoteus, and JULIA. Gothou with her to the west end of the wood,
Thu. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my

suit? There is our captain : we'll follow him that's fled: Pro. O sir, I find her milder than she was ;

The thicket is beset, he cannot’scape. And yet she takes exceptions at your person.

10ut. Come, I must bring you to our captain's cave': Thứ. What, that my leg is too long?

Fear not; he bears an honourable mind, Pro. No ; that it is too little.

And will not use a woman lawlessly. Thu. I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat rounder. Sil. O Valentine, this I endure for thee. [Exeunt. Pro. But love will not be spürr’d to what it loaths., Thu. What says she to my face?

SCENE IV. - Another part of the forest, Pro. She says it is a fair one.

Enter VALENTINE.
Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies; my face is black. Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man!
Pro. But pearls are fair; and the old saying is, This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods,
Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes. I better brook than flourishing peopled towns:

Jul. 'Tis true, such pearls as put out ladies' eyes ; Here can I sit alone, unscen of any,
For I had rather wink than look on them. [Aside. And, to the nightingale's complaining notes,
Thu. How likes she my discourse ?

Tune my distresses, and record my woes.
Pro. III, when you talk of war.

O thou that dost inhabit in my breast,
Thu. But well, when I discourse of love, and peace ? Leave not the mansion so long tenantless;
Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your peace. Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall,

[Aside. And leave no memory of what it was! Thu. What says she to my valoar?

Repair me with thy presence, Silvia ; Pro. O, sir, she makes no doubt of that.

Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain !-Jul. She needs not,when she knows it cowardice. What halloing, and what stir iš this to-day?

[ Aside. These are my mates, that make their wills their law, Thu. What says she to my birth?

Have some unhappy passenger in chase :
Pro. That you are well deriv'd.

They love me well; yet I have much to do,
Jul. True; from a gentleman to a fool. [-Aside. To keep them from uncivil outrages.
Thu. Considers she my possessions ?

Withdraw thee, Valentine; who's this comes here? Pro. O, ay; and pities them.

[Steps aside. Thu. Wherefore?

Enter PROTEUS, Silvia, and Julia. Jul. That such an ass should owe them. [Aside. Pro. Madam, this service I have done for you, Pro. That they are out by lease.

(Though you respect not aught your servant doth,) Jul. Here comes the duke.

To hazard life, and rescueyou from him,
Enter Duke.

That would have forc'd your honour and your love. Duke. How now, sir Proteus? how now, Thurio? Vouchsafe me,

for my meed, but one fair look ; Which of you saw sir Eglamour of late ?

A smaller boon than this I cannot beg, Thu, Not I.

And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. Pro. Nor I.

Val. How like a dream is this I see and hear! Duke. Saw you my daughter ?

Love, lend me patience to forbear a while. [4side. Pro. Neither.

Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I am!
Duke. Why, then she's fled unto that peasant Valen- Pro. Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came,
And Eglamour is in her company.

tine; But,by my coming, I have made you happy. 'Tis true; for friar Laurence met them both,

Sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most unhappy. As he in penance wander'd through the forest: Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your presence. Him he knew well, and guess'd that it was she;

[Aside. But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it:

Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion,
Besides, she did intend confession

I would have been a breakfast to the beast,
At Patrick's cell this even ; and there she was not: Rather than have false Proteus rescue me.
These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence. 0,heaven be judge, how I love Valentine,
Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse, Whose life's as tender to me as my soul;
*But mount you presently; and meet with me And full as much, (for more there cannot be,)
Upon the rising of the mountain-foot,

I do detest false, perjur'd Proteus :
That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled. Therefore be gone, solicit me no more!
Dispatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me! (Exit. Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next to death,
Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish girl,

Would I not undergo for one calm look ? That flies her fortune when it follows her:

O, 'tis the curse in love, and still approv'd, I'll after, more to be reveng’d on Eglamour,

When women cannot love where they're belov'd. Than for the love of reckless Silvia.

(Exit. Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's belov'd. Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love, Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love, Than hate of Eglamour, that goes with her. (Exit. For whose dear sake thou did'st then rend thy faith Jul. And I will follow, more to cross that love, Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love. [Exit. Descended into perjury, to love me.

Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou had'st two, SCENE III. — Frontiers of Mantua. The Forest. And that's far worse than none; better have none Enter Silvia and Out-laws.

Than plural faith, which is too much by one; Out. Come, come;

Thou counterfeit to thy true friend!
Be patient, we must bring you to our captain.

Pro. In love,
Sil. A thousand more mischances than this one Who respects friends ?
Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently.

Sil. All men but Proteus.

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Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words
Can no way change you to a milder form,
I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end;

And love you 'gainst the nature of love, force you.
Sil. O heaven!

Pro. I'll force thee yield to my desire.

Val. Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch; Thou friend of an ill fashion!

Pro. Valentine!

Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith or
love;

(For such is a friend now,) treacherous man!
Thou hast beguil'd my hopes; nought but mine eye.
Could have persuaded me. Now I dare not say

I have one friend alive; thou would'st disprove me.
Who should be trusted now, when one's right hand
Is perjur'd to the bosom? Proteus,

I am sorry I must never trust thee more,
But count the world a stranger for thy sake.
The private wound is deepest : O time, most curst!
'Mongst all foes, that a friend should be the worst!
Pro. My shame and guilt confounds me. —
Forgive me, Valentine: if hearty sorrow
Be a sufficient ransom for offence,

I tender it here; I do as truly suffer,
As e'er I did commit.

Val. Then I am paid;

And once again I do receive thee honest: -
Who by repentance is not satisfied,

Is nor of heaven, nor earth; for these are pleas'd;
By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeas'd:
And, that my love may appear plain and free,
All that was mine in Silvia I give thee.
Jul. O me, unhappy!

Pro. Look to the boy.

[Faints.

Val. Why, boy! why, wag! how now? what is the Look up; speak.

Jul. O good sir, my master charg'd me To deliver a ring to madam Silvia;

matter?

Fills him with faults, makes him run through all sins:
Inconstancy falls off, ere it begins:
What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy
More fresh in Julia's with a constant eye?
Val. Come, come, a hand from either:
Let me be blest to make this happy close;
'Twere pity two such friends should be long foes.
Pro. Bear witness, heaven, I have my wish for ever!
Jul. And I have mine.

Enter Out-laws, with Duke and THURIO.
Out. A prize, a prize, a prize!

Val. Forbear, I say; it is my lord the duke.
Your grace is welcome to a man disgrac'd,
Banished Valentine.

Duke. Sir Valentine!

Thu. Yonder is Silvia; and Silvia's mine.
Val. Thurio, give back, or else embrace thy death;
Come not within the measure of my wrath:
Do not name Silvia thine; if once again,
Milan shall not behold thee. Here she stands,
Take but possession of her with a touch; -
I dare thee but to breathe upon my love. -
Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I;
I hold him but a fool, that will endanger
His body for a girl, that loves him not:

I claim her not, and therefore she is thine.
Duke. The more degenerate and base art thou,
To make such means for her as thou hast done,
And leave her on such slight conditions. -
Now, by the honour of my ancestry,

I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine,
And think thee worthy of an empress' love.
Know, then, I here forget all former griefs,
Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again. -
Plead a new state in thy unrivall'd merit,
To which I thus subscribe, — sir Valentine,
Thou art a gentleman, and well deriv'd;
Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv'd her.
Val. I thank your grace; the gift hath made me happy.
I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake,
To grant one boon, that I shall ask of you.
[Gives a ring. Duke. I grant it for thine own, whate'er it be.
Val. These banish'd men, that I have kept withal,
Are men endued with worthy qualities;

Which, out of my neglect, was never done.

Pro. Where is that ring, boy?

Jul. Here 'tis; this is it.

Pro. How! let me see:

Why this is the ring I gave to Julia.

Jul. O, cry you mercy, sir, I have mistook; This is the ring you sent to Silvia.

[Shows another ring. Pro. But, how cam'st thou by this ring? at my depart, I gave it unto Julia.

Jul. And Julia herself did give it me;
And Julia herself hath brought it hither.
Pro. How! Julia!

Jul. Behold her, that gave aim to all thy oaths,
And entertain'd them deeply in her heart;
How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root!
O Proteus, let this habit make thee blush!
Be thou asham'd, that I have took upon me
Such an immodest raiment; if shame live
In a disguise of love:

It is the lesser blot, modesty finds,
Women to change their shapes, than men their minds.
Pro. Than men their minds! 'tis true: O heaven!

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Forgive them what they have committed here,
And let them be recall'd from their exile
They are reformed, civil, full of good,
And fit for great employment, worthy lord.
Duke. Thou hast prevail'd: I pardon them, and thee;
Dispose of them, as thou know'st their deserts.
Come, let us go; we will include all jars
With triumphs, mirth, and rare solemnity.
Val. And, as we walk along, I dare be bold
With our discourse to make your grace to smile:
What think you of this page, my lord?

Duke. I think the boy hath grace in him; he blushes,
Val. I warrant you, my lord, more grace than boy.
Duke. What mean you by that saying?
Val. Please you, I'll tell you as we pass along,
That you will wonder what hath fortuned,-
Come, Proteus; 'tis your penance, but to hear
The story of your loves discovered:

coram.

she is able to overtake seventeen years old: it were a go ot motion, if we leave our pribbles and prabbles and desire a marriage between master Abraham, and mistress Anne Page.

Shal. Did her grandsire leave her seven hundred

Shal. Sir Hugh, persuade me not; I will make a Star-pound? chamber matter of it: if he were twenty sir John Fal-Eva. Ay, and her father is make her a petter penny. staffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, esquire. Shal. I know the young gentlewoman; she has good Slen. In the county of Gloster, justice of peace, and gifts. Shal. Ay,cousin Slender,and Cust-alorum. Slen. Ay, and ratolorum too; and a gentleman born, master parson; who writes himself armigero; in any bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, armigero. Shal. Ay, that we do; and have done any time these three hundred years.

Slen. All his successors, gone before him, have done't; and all his ancestors, that come after him, may: they may give the dozen white luces in their coat.

Shal. It is an old coat.

Eva. Yes, py'r-lady; if he has a quarter of your coat, there is but three skirts for yourself, in my simple conjectures: but this is all one: If sir John Falstaff have committed disparagements unto you, I am of the church and will be glad to do my benevolence, to make atonements and compromises between you.

Shal. The Council shall hear it; it is a riot. Eva. It is not meet the Council hear a riot; there is no fear of Got in a riot: the Council, look you, shall desire to hear the fear of Got, and not to hear a riot; take your vizaments in that.

Shal. Ha! o' my life, if I were young again, the sword should end it.

Eva. It is petter that friends is the sword, and end it: and there is another device in my prain, which, peradventure,prings goot discretions with it.There is Anne Page, which is daugther to Master George Page, which is pretty virginity.

Slen. Mistress Anne Page? She has brown hair, and speaks small like a woman.

Eva. It is that fery verson for all the 'orld, as just as you will desire; and seven hundred pounds of monies, and gold, and silver, is her grandsire, upon his death'sbed, (Got deliver to a joyful resurrections!) give, when

Eva. Seven hundred pounds, and possibilities, is good gifts.

Shal. Well, let us see honest master Page: Is Fallstaff there?

Eva. Shall I tell you a lie? I do despise a liar, as I do despise one that is false; or, as I despise one that is not true. The knight, sir John, is there; and I beseech you, be ruled by your well-willers. I will peat the door [knocks] for master Page. What, hoa! Got pless your®

house here!

Enter PAGE,

Page. Who's there?

Eva. Here is Got's plessing, and your friend, and justice Shallow: and here young master Slender; that, peradventures, shall tell you another tale, if matters grow to your likings.

Page. I am glad to see your worships well: I thank you for my venison, master Shallow. Shal. Master Page, I am glad to see you; much good do it your good heart! I wished your venison better; it was ill kill'd: How doth good mistress Page? and I love you always with my heart, la; with my heart. Page. Sir, I thank you.

Shal. Sir, I thank you; by yea and no, I do.
Page. I am glad to see you, good master Slender.
Slen. How does your fallow greyhound, sir? I heard
say, he was out-run on Cotsale.
Page. It could not be judged, sir.
Slen. You'll not confess, you'll not confess.
Shal. That he will not; 'tis your fault, 'tis your
fault: 'Tis a good dog.
Page. A cur, sir.

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Shal. Sir, he's a good dog, and a fair dog; can there be more said? he is good, and fair. Is sir John Falstaff here?

Page. Sir, he is within; and I would I could do a good office between you.

Eva. It is spoke as a christians ought to speak.
Shal. He hath wrong'd me, master Page.
Page. Sir, he doth in some sort confess it.
Shal. If it be confess'd, it is not redress'd; is not that
so, master Page? He hath wrong'd me; indeed, he

hath ;-at a word, he hath ;-believe me; - Robert Shal-
low, esquire, saith, he is wrong'd.
Page. Here comes sir John.

Enter Sir JOHN FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, NY, and
PISTOL.

Fal. Now, master Shallow; you'll complain of me to the king?

Shal. Knight, you have beaten my men, killed my deer, and broke open my lodge.

Fal. But not kiss'd your keeper's daughter?
Shal. Tut, a pin ! this shall be answer'd.

Fal. I will answer it straight. —I have done all
That is now answer'd.

Shal. The Council shall know this.

God, and not with drunken knaves.
Eva. So Got 'udge me, that is a virtuous mind.
Fal. You hear all these matters denied, gentlemen;
you hear it.

Enter Mistress ANNE PAGE with wine; Mistress FORD
and Mistress PAGE following.

Page. Nay, daughter, carry the wine in; we'll drink within. [Exit Anne Page. Slen. O heaven! this is mistress Anne Page. Page. How now, mistress Ford? Fal. Mistress Ford, by my troth, you are very well this:―met: by your leave, good mistress. [Kissing her. Page. Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome: -— Come, we have a hot venison pasty to dinner; come,

Fal. 'Twere better for you, if it were known in coun- gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness. sel: you'll be laugh'd at.

Eva. Pauca verba, sir John, good worts.

Fal. Good worts! good cabbage.-Slender, I broke your head; what matter have you against me? Slen.Marry,sir,I have matter in my head against you; and against your coney-catching rascals, Bardolph, Nym, and Pistol. They carried me to the tavern, and made me drunk, and afterwards picked my pocket. Bard. You Banbury cheese!

Slen. Ay, it is no matter.

Pist. How now, Mephostophilus?
Slen. Ay,it is no matter.

Nym. Slice, I say! pauca, pauca; slice! that's my

humour.

Slen. Where's Simple, my man?-can you tell, cousin? Eva.Peace: I pray you! Now let us understand: There is three umpires in this matter, as I understand: that is-master Page, fidelicet, master Page; and there is myself, fidelicet, myself; and the three party is, lastly and finally, mine host of the Garter.

[Exeunt all but Shal. Slender, and Evans, Slen. I had rather than forty shillings, I had my book of Songs and Sonnets here:

Enter SIMPLE.

How now, Simple! Where have you been? I must wait on myself, must I? You have not The book of Riddles about you, have you?

Sim. Book of Riddles! why, did you not lend it to Alice Shortcake upon Allhallowmas last, a fortnight afore Michaelmas?

Shal. Come, coz; come, coz; we stay for you. A word with you, coz: marry, this, coz; There is, as 'twere, a tender, a kind of tender, made afar off by sir Hugh here;-Do you understand me? Slen. Ay, sir, you shall find me reasonable; if it be so, I shall do that that is reason. Shal. Nay, but understand me. Slen. So I do, sir.

Eva. Give ear to his motions, master Slender: I will description the matter to you, if you be capacity of it. Page. We three, to hear it, and end it between them. Slen. Nay, I will do as my cousin Shallow says: I Eva. Fery goot: I will make a prief of it in my note-pray you, pardon me; he's a justice of peace in his book; and we will afterwards 'ork upon the cause, with as great discreetly as we can.

Fal. Pistol,

Pist. He hears with ears.

Eva. The tevil and his tam! what phrase is this, He hears with ears? Why it is affectations.

country, simple though I stand here.

Eva. But this is not the question; the question is concerning your marriage.

Shal. Ay, there's the point, sir.

Eva. Marry, is it; the very point of it; to mistress Anne Page.

Slen. Why, if it be so, I will marry her, upon any reasonable demands.

Fal. Pistol, did you pick master Slender's purse? Slen. Ay, by these gloves, did he, (or I would I might never come in mine own great chamber again else) of Eva. But can you affection the 'oman? Let us comseven groats in mill-sixpences, and two Edward sho-mand to know that of your mouth, or of your lips; for vel-boards, that cost me two shilling and two pence a- divers philosophers hold, that the lips is parcel of the piece of Yead Miller, by these gloves. mouth;Therefore, precisely, can you carry your Fal. Is this true, Pistol ? good will to the maid?

Eva. No; it is false, if it is a pick-purse.

Pist. Ha, thou mountain-foreigner! — Sir John and
master mine,

I combat challenge of this latten bilbo :-
Word of denial in thy labras here;
Word of denial: froth and scum, thou liest.
Slen. By these gloves, then 'twas he.
Nym. Be advised, sir, and pass good humours; I
will say, marry trap, with you, if you run the nut-
hook's humour on me; that is the very note of it.
Slen. By this hat, then he in the red face had it: for
though I cannot remember what I did when you made
me drunk, yet I am not altogether an ass.
Fal. What say you, Scarlet and John?
Bard. Why, sir, for my part, I say, the gentleman
had drunk himself out of his five sentences.
Eva. It is his five senses: fie, what the ignorance is!
Bard. And being fap, sir, was, as they say, cashier'd;
and so conclusions pass'd the careires.

Slen. Ay, you spake in Latin then too; but 'tis no matter: I'll ne'er be drunk whilst I live again, but in honest, civil, godly company, for this trick: if I be drunk, I'll be drunk with those that have the fear of

Shal. Cousin Abraham Slender, can you love her? Slen. I hope, sir,-I will do, as it shall become one that would do reason.

Eva. Nay, Got's lord'and his ladies, you must speak possitable, if you can carry her your desires towards her.

Shal. That you must: Will you, upon good dowry, marry her?

Slen. I will do a greater thing than that, upon your request, cousin, in any reason.

Shal. Nay, conceive me, conceive me, sweet coz; what I do, is to pleasure you, coz: Can you love the maid?

Slen. I will marry her, sir, at your request; but if there be no great love in the beginning, yet heaven may decrease it upon better acquaintance, when we are married, and have more occasion to know one another: I hope, upon familiarity will grow more contempt; but if you say, marry her, I will marry her, that I am freely dissolved, and dissolutely. Eva. It is a fery discretion answer; save, the faul' in the 'ort dissolutely: the 'ort is, according to our meaning, resolutely; - his meaning is good.

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