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he hath pawn'd his horses to mine host of the Garter. Page. Hang 'em, slaves ; I do not think the knight

Mrs Ford. Nay, I will consent to act any villainy wenid offerit: but these, that accuse him in his intent against him, that may not sully the chariness of our ho- towards our wives, are a yoke of his discarded men; nesty. O, that my husband saw this letter! it would very rogues, now they be out of service. give eternal food to his jealousy.

Ford. Were they his men ? Mrs Page. Why, look, where he comes; and my good Page. Marry, were they. man too: he's as far from jealousy, as I am from giving Ford. I like it never the better for that. — Does he lie him eause; and that, I hope, is an unmeasurable dis- at the Garter?

Page. Ay, marry, does he. If he should intend this Mrs Ford. You are the happier woman.

voyage towards my wife, I would turn her loose to Mrs Page. Let's consult together against this greasy him; and what he gets more of her than sharp words, knight. Come hither.

[They retire. let it lie on my head. Enter Ford, Pistol, Page, and Nym. Ford. I do not misdoubt ́my wife;but I would be loath Ford. Well, I hope, it be not so.

to turn them together. A man may be too confident; Pist. Hope is a curtail dog in some affairs: I would have nothing lie on my head : I cannot be thus Sir John affects thy wife.

satisfied. Ford. Why, sir, my wife is not young.

Page. Look where my ranting host of the Garter Pist. He wooes both high and low, both rich and poor, comes: there is either liquor in his pate,or money in his Both young and old, one with another, Ford; purse, when he looks so merrily: — How now, mine He loves thy gally-mawfry; Ford, perpend.

host? Ford. Love my wife?

Enter Host, and SHALLOW. Pist. With liver burning hot: prevent, or go thou, Host. How now, bully-rook? thou’rt a gentleman : Like sir Actacon, with Ringwood at thy heels :- cavalero-justice, I say. 0, odious is the name!

Shal. I follow, mine host, I follow.-Good even, and Ford. What name, sir?

twenty, good master Page! Master Page, will you go Pist. The horn, I say: Farewell.

with us?

we have sport in haud. Take heed ;have open eye;for thieves do foot by night: Host. Tell him, cavalero-justice; tell him, bullyTake heed; ere summer comes,

or cuckoo birds do rook. sing:

Shal. Sir, there is a fray to be fought, between sir Away, sir corporal Nym. –

Hugh the Welch priest, and Caius the French doctor. Believeit, Page; he speaks sense. (Exit Pistol. Ford. Good mine host o’the Garter, a word with you. Ford. I will be patient; I will find out this.

Host. What say'st thon, bully-rook?[They go aside. Nym. And this is true; (to Page.] Nike not the hu- Shal. Will you (to Page) go with us to beholdit? mour oflying. He hath wronged me in some humours; My merry host hath had the measuring of their weaI should have borne the humoured letter to her; but I pons; and, I think, he hath appointed them contrary have a sword, and it shall bite upon my necessity. He places : for, believe me, I hear, the parson is no jester: loves

your wife; there's the short and the long. My Hark, I will tell you what our sport shall be. name is corporal Nym; I speak, and I avouch. 'Tis Host. Hast thou no suit against my knight, my guesttrue:- my name is Nym, and Falstaff loves your wife. cavalier?

- Adieu! I love not the humour of bread and cheese; Ford. None, I protest: but I'll give you a pottle of and there's the humour ofit. Adieu. [Exit Nym. burnt sack to give me recourse to him, and tell him, my Page. The humour of it, quoth 'a! here's a fellow name is Brook; only for a jest. frights humour out of his wits.

Host. My hand, bully: thou shalt have egress and reFord. I will seek out Falstaff.

gress; said I well? and thy name shall be Brook: It is Page. I never heard such a drawling, affecting rogue. a merry knight. – Will you go on, hearts ? Ford. IfI do find it, well.

Shal. Have with you, mine host. Page. I will not believe such a Cataian, though the Page. I have heard, the Frenchman hath good skill priest o' the town commended him for a true man.

in his rapier. Ford. 'Twas a good sensible fellow : well.

Shal. Tut, sir, I could have told you more: in these Page. How now, Meg?

times you stand on distance, your passes, stoccadoes, Mrs Page. Whither go you, George? - Hark you. and I know not what: 'tis the heart, master Page;'tis Mrs Ford. How now, sweet Frank? why art thou me- here, 'tis here. I have seen the time, with my long lancholy?

sword, I would have made you four tall fellows skip Ford. I melancholy? I am not melancholy. - Get like rats. you home, go.

Host. Here, boys, here, here !•shall we wag? Mrs Ford. 'Faith, thou hast some crotchets in thy Page. Have with you :-I had rather hear them scold head now. - . Will you go, mistress Page ?

than fight. (Exeunt Host, Shallow, and Page. Mrs Page, Have with you. - You'll come to dinner, Ford. Though Page be a secure fool, and stands so George?--Look, who comes yonder: she shell be our firmly on his wife's frailty, yet I cannot put off my messenger to this paltry knight. (Aside to Mrs Ford. opinion so easily : She was in his company at Page's Enter Mistress Quickly.

house; and, what they made there, I know not. Well, Mrs Ford. Trust me, I thought on her: she'll fit it. I will look further into't: and I have a disguise to Mrs Page. You are come to see my daughter Anne? sound Falstaff. If I find her honest, I lose not mylaQuick. Ay, forsooth; And, I pray, how does good bour; if she be otherwise, 'tis labour well bestowed. mistress Anne?

[Exit. Mrs Page.Goin with us, and see; we have an hour's

SCENE II.-Aroom in the Garter Inn. (E.seunt Mrs Page, Mrs Ford , and Mrs Quickly.

Enter FALSTAFF and Piston. Page. How now, master Ford ?

Fal. I will not lend thee a penny. Ford. You heard what this knave told me ; did you Pist. Why, then the world's mine oyster, which I aot?

with sword will open. I will retort the sum in equiPage. Yes; and you heard what the other told me? page. Ford. Do you think there is truth in them?

Fal. Not a penny. I have been content, sir, yon


talk with yon.

should lay my countenance to pawn: I have grated Fal. But what says she to me? be brief, my good she upon my good friends for there reprieves for you and Mercury. your coach-fellow, Nym; or else you had looked Quick. Marry, she hath received your letter; for the through the grate like a geminy of baboons. Iam dam- which she thanks you a thousand times : and she gives ned in hell, for swearing to gentlemen,my friends, you you to notify, that her husband will be absence from were good soldiers, and tall fellows: and when mistress his house between ten and eleven. Bridget lost the handle of her fan, I took't upon mine Fal. Ten and eleven? honour, thou hadst it not.

Quick. Ay, forsooth; and then you may come and see Pist. Didst thou not share? hadst thou not fifteen the picture, she says, that you wot of ;-master Ford, pence?

her husband, will be from home. Alas! the sweet woFal. Reason, you rogue, reason : think'st thou I'll man leads an ill life with him; he's a very jealousy man; endanger my soul gratis? At a word, hang no more she leads a very frampold life with him, good heart. about me, I am no gibbet for you: go!-A short knife Fal. Ten and eleven : woman, commend me to her; and a throng; – to your manor of Pickthatch, go. I will not fail her.. You'll not bear a letter for me, you rogue !--you stand Quick. Why, you say well. But I have another mes

ral upon your honour! - Why, thou unconfinable base-senger to your worship: Mistress Page hath her hearty ness, it is as much as I can do, to keep the terms of my commendations to you, too ;--and let me tell you in honour precise. I, I, I myself sometimes, leaving your ear, she's as fartuous a civil modest wife, and one the fear of heaven on the left hand, and hiding mine (I tell you) that will not miss you morning nor evening honour in my necessity, am fain to shufile, to hedge, prayer, as any is in Windsor, whoe'er be the other : and to lurch; and yet you, rogue, will ensconce your and she bade me tell your worship, that her husband rags, your cat-a-mountain looks, your red-lattice is seldom from home; but, she hopes, there will come phrases, and your bold-beating oaths, under the shel- a time. I never knew a woman so dote upon a man; ter of your honour! You will not do it, you? surely, I think you have charms, la ; yes, in truth. Pist. I do relent; what would'st thou more of man? Fal. Not I, I assure thee; setting the attraction of my Enter Robin.

good parts aside, I have no other charms. Rob. Sir, here's a woman would speak with you. Quick. Blessing on your heart for't! Fal. Let her approach!

Fal. But, I pray thee, tell me this: has Ford's wife, Inter Mistress QUICKLY.

and Page's wife, acquainted each other how they Quick. Give your worship good-morrow.

love me? Fal. Good-morrow, good wife.

Quick. That were a jest, indeed! – they have not so Quick. Not so, an't please your worship.

little grace, I hope :--that were a trick, indeed! But Fal. Good maid, then.

mistress Page would desire you to send your little Quick. I'll be sworn; as my mother was, the first hour page, of all loves; her husband has a marvellous inI was born.

fection to the little page: and, truly, master Page is Fal. I do believe the swearer. What with me? an honest man. Never a wife in Windsor leads a betQuick. Shall I vouchsafe your worship a word or ter life thau she does; do what she will, say what she two?

will, take all, pay all, go to bed when she list, rise Fal. Two thousand, fair woman; and I'll vouchsafe when she list, all is as she will; and, truly, she deserthee the hearing:

ves it: for if there be a kind woman in Windsor, she Quick. There is one mistress Ford, sir;

pray, is one. You must send her your page; no remedy. come a little nearer this ways!- I myself dwell with Fal. Why, I will. master doctor Caius.

Quick. Nay, but do so then : and, look

you, Fal. Well, on: Mistress Ford, you say,

come and go between you both; and, in any case, have Quick. Your worship says very true; I pray your a nay-word, that you may know one another's mind, worship, come a little nearer this ways.

and the boy never need to understand any thing; for Fal. I warrant thee, nobody hears ; mine own 'tis not good that children should know any wickedpeople, mine own people.

ness: old folks, you know, have discretion, as they Quick. Are they so ? Heaven bless them, and make say, and know the world. them his servants !

Fal. Fare thee well: commend me to them both: Fal. Well: Mistress Ford ;-what of her?

there's my purse; I am yet thy debtor.-Boy, go along Quick. Why, sir, she's a good creature. Lord, lord! with this woman !—This news distracts me. your worship’s a wanton : well, heaven forgive you,

[Exeunt Quickly and Robin. and all of us, I pray!

Pist. This punk is one of Cupid's carriers :Fal. Mistress Ford; come, mistress Ford

Clap on more sails ; pursue, up with your fights ; Quick. Marry, this is the short and the long of it; Give fire; she is my prize, or ocean whelm them all ! you have bronght her into such a canaries as 'tis won

(Exit Pistol. derful. The best courtier of them all, when the court Fal. Say'st thou so, old Jack? gothy ways; I'll make lay at Windsor, could never have brought her to such more of thy old body than I have done. Will they yet a canary. Yet there has been knights, and lords, and look after thee? Wilt thou, after the expence of so geutlemen, with their coaches; I warrant you, coach much money, be now a gainer? Good body, I thank after coach, letter after letter, gift after gift; smelling thee. Let them say, 'tis grossly done ; so it be fairly so sweetly, (all musk) and so rushling, I warrant you, done, no niatter. in silk and gold; and in such alligant terms ;and in such

Enter BARDOLPH. wine and sugar of the best, and the fairest, that would Bard. Sir John, there's one master Brook below have won any womaus's heart; and, I warrant you, they would fain speak with you, and be acquainted with could never get an eye-wink of her. - I had myself you; and hath sent your worship a morning's draught twenty angels given me this morning: but I defy all an- Fal. Brook, is his name?

of sack. gels, in any such sort, as they say,) but in the way of Bard. Ay, sir. honesty:-and, I warrant you, they could never get her Ful. Call him in. [Exit Bardolph.) Such Brooks are so much as sipon a cup with the proudest of them all: welcome to me, that o'erflow such liquor. Ah! ha! and yet there has been earls, nay, which is more, pen- mistress Ford and mistress Page, have I encompassed sioners; but, I warrant you, all is one with her. you ? go to; via!


he may


of you.

do lie open.

bles me:

Re-enter BARDOLPH, with Ford, disguised. lowed for your many war-like, court-like, and learned Ford. Bless you, sir.

preparations. Fal. And you, sir. Would you speak with me? Fal. O, sir! Ford. I make bold to press with so little preparation Ford. Believe it for you know it!— There is money; upon you.

spendit, spend it; spend more; spend all I have; only Fal. You're welcome: what's your will ? — Give us give me so much of your time in exchange of it, as to lay leave, drawer!

[Exit Bardolph. an amiable siege to the honesty of this Ford's wife: use Ford. Sir, I am a gentleman that have spent much; your art of wooing, win her to consent to you ; if any my name is Brook.

man may, you may as soon as any. Fal. Good master Brook, I desire more acquaintance Fal. Would it apply well to the vehemence of

aflection, that I should win what you would enjoy? Ford. Good sir John, I sue for yours: not to charge Methinks, you prescribe to yourself very preposteyou; for I must let you understand, I think myself in rously. better plight for a lender than you are: the which Ford. O, understand my drift! she dwells so securely hath something embolden'd me to this unseason'd in- on the excellency of her honour, that the folly of my trusion; for they say, if money go before, all ways soul dares not present itself:sheis too bright to be look

ed against. Now, could I come to her with any detecFal. Money is a good soldier, sir, and will on. tion in my hand, my desires had instance and argument Ford. Troth, and I have a bag of money here trou- to commend themselves ; I could drive her then from

if you will help me to bear it, sir John,take all, the ward of her purity, her reputation, her marriageor half, for easing me of the carriage.

vow, and a thousand other her defences, which now are Fal. Sir, I know not how I may deserve to be your too strongly embattled against me. What say you to't, porter.

sir John ? Ford. I will tell you, sir, if you will give me the hea- Fal. Master Brook, I will first make bold with yonr ring.

money;next, give me your hand;and last, as I am a gentFal. Speak, good master Brook; I shall be glad to be sleman, you shall, if you will, enjoy Ford's wife. your servant.

Ford. O, good sir! Ford. Sir, I hear you are a scholar, — I will be brief Fal. Master Prook, I say you shall. with you; - and you have been a man long known to Ford. Want no money, sir John, you shall want none. me,though I had never so good means as desire,to make Fal. Want no mistress Ford, master Brook, you shall myself acquainted with you. I shall discover a thing want none. I shall be with her, (I may tell you,) by her to you, wherein I must very much lay open mine own own appointment;even as you came in to me, her assisimperfection : but, good sir John, as you have one eye tant, or go-between, parted from me: I say, I shall be upon my follies, as you hear them unfolded, turn an- with her between ten and eleven; for at that time the other into the register of your own,that I may pass with jealous rascally knave, her husband, will be forth. a reproof the easier, sith you yourself know, how easy Come you to me at night; you shall know how I speed. it is to be such an offender.

Ford. I am blest in your acquaintance. Do you know Fal. Very well, sir ; proceed !

Ford, sir? Ford. There is a gentlewoman in this town, her hus- Fal. Hang him, poor cuckoldly knave! I know him band's name is Ford.

not:-yet I wrong him, to call him poor; they say, the Ful. Well, sir.

jealous wittolly knave hath masses of money; for the Ford. I have long loved her, and, I protest to you, be- which his wife seems to me well-favoured. I will use stowed much on her; followed her with a doting ob- her as the key of the cuckoldly rogue's coffer; and servance; engrossed opportunities to meet her ; fee'd there's my harvest -home. every slight occasion that could but niggardly give me Ford. I would you knew Ford, sir; that you might sight of her; not only bought many presents to give avoid him, if you saw him. her, but have given largely to many, to know what she Fal. Hang him, mechanical salt-butter rogue! I will would have given: briefly, I have pursued her, as love stare him out of his wits; I will awe him with my cudhath pursued me; which hath been, on the wing of all gel: it shall hang like a meteor o'er the cuckold's horns: occasions. But whatsoever I have merited, either in 'master Brook, thou shalt know, I will predominate o'er my mind or in my means,meed, I am sure, I have recei-the peasant, and thou shalt lie with his wife. Come to ved none; unless experience be a jewel : that I have me soon at night:-Ford's a knave, and I will aggravate purchased at an infinite rate; and that hath taught me his stile; thou, master Brook, shalt know him for a to say this :

knave and cuckold :-come to me soon at night. (Exit. Love like a shadow sies, when substance love pursues;! Ford. What a damned Epicurean rascal is this!—My Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues. heart is ready to crack with impatience.- Who says,

Fal. Have you received no promise of satisfaction at this is improvident jealousy? My wife hath sent to her hands?

him, the hour is fixed, the match is made. Would any Ford. Never.

man have thought this ?-See the hell of having a false Fal. Have you importuned her to such a purpose? woman! my bed shall be abused, my coffers ransackFord. Never.

ed, my reputation grawn at; and I shall not only Fal. Of what quality was your love then ?

receive this villainous wrong, but stand under the adFord. Like a fair house, built upon another man's option of abominable terms, and by him that does me ground; so that I have lost my edifice by mistaking the this wrong. Terms! names ! - Amaimon sounds well; place where I erected it.

Lucifer, well; Barbason, well; yet they are devils'adFal. To what purpose have you unfolded this to me? ditions, the names of fiends: bút cuckold! wittol-cn

Ford. When I have told you that, I have told you all. ckold! the devil himself hath not such a name. Page Some say, that, though she appear honest to me, yet, in is an ass, a secure ass, he will trust his wife, he will not other places,she enlargeth her mirth so far, that there is be jealous : I will rather trust a Fleming with my butshrewd construction made of her. Now, sir John, here ter, parson Hugh the Welchman with my cheese, an is the heart of my purpose: You are a gentleman of ex- Irishman with my aqua-vitae bottle, or a thief to walk cellent breeding, admirable discourse, of great admit- my ambling gelding, than my wife with herself: then tance, authentic in your place and person, generally al-she plots, then she rumiuates, then she devises: and

Rug. Sir,

to meet.



what they think in their hearts, they may effect, they | Caius. By gar, me do look, he shall clapper-de-claw will break their hearts, but they will effect. Heaven be me; for, by gar, me vill have it. praised for my jealousy !-Eleven o'clock the hour;- Host. And I will provoke him to't, or let him wag. I will prevent this, detect my wife, be revenged on Caius. Me tank you for dat. Falstail

, and laugh at Page. I will about it; better three Host. And moreover, bully, —but first, master guest, hours too soon, than a minute too late. Fie, fie, fie ! and master Paye, and eke cavalero Slender, go you cuckold ! cuckold ! cuckold! .

[Exit. through the town to Frogmore. [Aside to them.

Page, Sir Uugh is there, is he?
SCENE III.-Windsor Park.

Host. He is there: see what humour he is in; and I
Enter Caius and Rugby.

will bring the doctor about by the fields:will it do well ? Caius. Jack Rugby!

Shal. We will do it.

Page. Shal. and Slen. Adieu, good master doctor. Caius. Vat is de clock, Jack?

[Exeunt Page, Shallow, and Slender. Rug. 'Tis past the hour, sir, that sir Hugh promised Caius. By gar, me vill kill de priest; for he speak for

ajack-an-ape to Anne Page. Caius. By gar, he has save his soul, dat he is no come; Host. Let him die : but, first, sheath thy impatience; he has pray his Pible vell, dat he is no come; by gar, throw cold water on thy choler: go about the fields Jack Rugby, he is dead already, if he be come. with me through Frogmore; I will bring thee where

Rug. He is wise, sir ; he knew your worship would mistress Aune Page is, at a farm-house a-feasting; and kill him, if he came.

thou shall woo her. Cry'd game, said I well? Caius. By gar, de herring is no dead, so as I vill kill Caius. By gar, me tank you for dat: by gar, I love him. Take your rapier, Jack ; I vill tell you, how I vill you; and I shall procure-a you de good guest, de earl, kill him.

de knight, de lords, de gentlemen, my patients. Rug. Alas, sir, I cannot fence.

Host. For the which, I will be thy adversary towards Caius. Villainy, take your rapier,

Anne Page; said I well?
Rug. Forbear; here's company.

Caius. By gar, 'tis good; vell said.
Enter Host, SHALLOW, Slender, and Page. Host. Let us wag then.
Host. 'Bless thee, bully doctor.

Caius. Come at my heels, Jack Rugby. [Exeunt.
Shal. 'Save you, master doctor Caius.
Page. Now, good master doctor!

А ст III.
Slen. Give you good-morrow, sir.
Caius. Vat be all you, one, two, tree, four, come for? SCENE I.– A field near Frogmore.
Host. To see thee fight, to see thee foin, to see thee

Enter Sir Hugh Evans and Simple. traverse, to see thee here, to see thee there; to see thee Eva. I pray you now, good master Slender's servingpass thy punto, thy stock, thy reverse, thy distances, man, and friend Simple by your name, which have thy montant. Is he dead, my Ethiopian?Is he dead, my you looked for master Caius, that calls himself Doctor Francisco ? ha, bully! What says my Aesculapius? my of Physic? Galen? my heart of elder? ha! is he dead, bully Stale? Sim. Marry, sir, the city-ward, the park-ward, eveis he dead?

ry way; old Windsor way, and every way but the town Caius. By gar, he is de coward Jack priest of the vorld; way. he is not show his face.

Eva. I most fehemently desire you, you will also look Host. Thou art a Castilian king, Urinal! Hector of that way. Greece, my boy!

Sim. I will, sir. Caius. I pray you, bear vitness, dat me have stay six Eva. 'Pless my soul! how full of cholers I am, and or seven, two, tree hours for him, and he is no come. trempling of mind !--I shall be glad, if he have decei

Shal. He is the wiser man, master doctor : he is a cu- ved me:- how melancholies I am ! - I will knog his rer of souls, and you a curer of bodies; if you should urinals about his kuave's costard, when I have good fight, you go against the hair of your professions ; is opportunities for the 'ork :— 'pless my soul! (Sings. it not true, master Page?

To shallow rivers, to whose falls Page. Master Shallow, you have yourself been a great Melodious birds sing madrigals; fighter, though now a man of peace.

There will we innke our peds of roses, Shal, Bodykins, master Page, though I now be old, And a thousand fragrant posies. and of the peace, if I see a sword out, my finger itches To shallow to make one: though we are justices, and doctors, and 'Mercy on me! I have a great dispositions to cry. churchmen, master Page, we have some salt of our Melodious birds sing madrigals; youth in us; we are the sons of women, master When as I sat in Pabylon.Page. 'Tis true, master Shallow.


And a thousand vagram posies. Shal. It will be found so, master Page. Master doctor To shallow---Caius, I am come to fetch you home. I am sworn of the Sim. Yonder he is coming, this way, sir Hugh. peace; you have showed yourself a wise physician, Eva. He's welcome :and sir Hugh hath shewn himself a wise and patient To shallow rivers, to whose falls-churchman: you must go with me, master doctor. Heaven prosper the right! - What weapons is he? Host. Pardon, guest Justice! - A word, monsieur Sim. No weapons, sir: there comes my master, masMuck-water.

ter Shallow, and another gentleman from Frogmore, Caius. Muck-vater! vatis dat?

over the stile, this way. Host. Muck-water, in our English tongue, is valour, Eva. Pray you, give memy gown; or else keep it in bully.

your arms. Caius. By gar, then I have as much muck-vater as de Enter Page, SHALLOW, and SLENDER. Englishman.- -Scurvy jack-dog priest! by gar, me Shal. How now, master parson? Good-morrow, good vill cut his ears.

sir flugh. Keep a gamester from the dice, and a good Hest. He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully. student from his book, and it is wonderful. Caius. Clapper-de-claw! vat is dat?

Slen. Ah, sweet Anne Page! Host. That is, he will make thee amends.

Page. Save you, good sir Hugh!



Eva. 'Pless you from his mercy sake, all of you ! knog our prains together, to be revenge on this same Shal. What? the sword and the word! do you study scall, scurvy, cogging companion, the host of the them both, master parson?

Garter. Page. And youthful still, in your doublet and hose, Caius. By gar, vit all my heart; he promise to bring' this raw rheumatick day?

me vere is Anne Page: by gar, he deceive me too. Eva. There is reasons and causes for it.

Eva. Well, I will smite his noddles ! — Pray you, Page. We are come to you, to do a good office,master follow.

(Exeunt. parson,

SCENE II. The street in Windsor. Eva. Fery well : what is it?

Enter Mistress Pace, and Robis. Page. Yonder is a most reverend gentleman, who, Mrs Page. Nay, keep your way, little gallant; you belike, having received wrong by some person, is at were wont to be a follower, but now you are a leader. most odds with his owu gravity and patience, that ever Whether had you rather, lead mine eyes, or eye your you saw.

master's heels? Shal. I have lived fourscore years, and upwards; I Rob. I had rather, forsooth, go before you like a never heard a man of his place, gravity, and learning,so man, than follow him like a dwarf. wide of his own respect.

Mrs Page. O you are a flattering boy; now, I

see, Eva. What is he?

you'll be a courtier. Page. I think you know him ; master doctor Caius,

Enter FORD. the renowned French physician.

Ford. Well met, mistress Page: whither go you? Eva. Got's will, and his passion of my heart! I had Mrs Page. Truly,sir, to see your wife. Is she at home? as lief you would tell me of a mess of porridge.

Ford. Ay; and as idle as she may hang together, for Page. Why?

want of company: I think, if your husbands were dead, Eva. He has no more knowledge in Hipocrates and you two would marry. Galen, -and he is a knave besides; a cowardly knave, Mrs Page. Be sure of that, - two other husbands. as you would desires to be acquainted withal. Ford. Were had yon this pretty weathercock? Page. I warrant you, he's the man should fight with Mrs Page. I cannot tell what the dickens his name is Slen. O, sweet Anne Page!

him. my husband had him of. What do you call your Shal. It appears so, by his weapons : – keep them knight's name, sirrah? asunder;-here comes doctor Caius,

Rob. Sir John Falstaff.
Enter Host, Caius, and Rugby.

Ford. Sir John Falstaff!
Page. Nay, good master parson, keep in your weapon. Mrs Page. He, he ; I can never hit on's name. There
Shal. So do you, good master doctor.

is such a league between my good man and he !--- Is Host. Disarm them, and let them question ; let them your wife at home, indeed ? keep their limbs whole, and hack our English.

Ford. Indeed, sheis. Caius. I pray you, let-a me speak a vord vit your ear: Mrs Page. By your leave, sir; — I am sick, till I see verefore vill you not meet-a me?


(Exeunt Mrs Page and Robin, Eva. Pray yon, use your patience; in good time. Ford. Has Page any brains ? hath he any eyes? hath Caius. By gar, you are de coward, de Jack dog, John heany thinking? Sure they sleep; he hath no use of ape.

them. Why, this boy will carry a letter twenty miles, Era. Pray you, let us not be langhing-stogs to other as easy as a cannon will shoot poiut blanktwelve score. men's humours; I desire you in friendship, and I will He pieces-out his wife's inclination; he gives her folly one way or other make you amends :- I will koog your motion, and advantage : and now she's going to my urinals about your knave's cogscomb, for missing wife, and Falstaff's boy with her. A man may hear this your meetings and appointments.

shower sing in the wind !--and Falstatl's boy with her! Caius. Diable !-- Jack Rugby, — mine Host de Jar- Good plots! – they are laid; and our revolted terre, have I not stay for him, to kill him? have I not, wives share damnation together. Well; I will take at de place I did appoiut?

him, then torture my wife, pluck the borrowed veil of Eva. As I am a Christians soul, now, look you, this modesty from the so seeming mistress Page, divulge is the place appointed; I'll be judgment by mine host Page himself for a secure aud wilful Actaeon ; and to of the Garter.

these violent proceedings all my neighbours shall cry Host. Peace, I say, Guallia and Gaul, French and aim. (Clock strikes.] The clock gives me my cne, and Welch; soul-curer and body-curer.

my assurauce bids me search; there I shall find FalCaius. Ay, dat is very good! excellent !

staff:I shall be rather praised for this, than mocked; Host. Peace, I say; hear mine host of the Garter. for it is as positive as the earth is firm, that Falstaff is Am I politick ? am I subtle ? ain I a Machiavel ? Shall there: I will go. I lose my doctor ? no; he gives me the potions, and Enter Page, SHALLOW, SLENDER, Host, Sir Hugh the motions. Shall I lose my parson? my priest? my

Evans, Caius, and Rugby. sir Hugh? no; he gives me the proverbs, and the Shal. Page, etc. Well met, master Ford. no-verbs. Give me thy hand, terrestrial ; so:- Ford. Trust me, a good knot: I have good cheer at Give me tlıy hand, celestial; so.--.

Boys of art, I home; and, I pray yon, all go with me. have deceived you both; I have directed you to wrong Shal. I must excuse myselt, master Ford. places: your hcarts are mighty, your skins are whole, Slen. And so must I, sir; we have appointed to dine and let burut sack be the issue. Come, lay their with mistress Anne, and I would not break with her for swords to pawn! – Follow me, lad of peace; follow, more money than I'll speak of. follow, follow!

Shal. We have lingered about a match between Shal. Trust me, a mad host!— Follow, gentleman, Anne Page and my cousin Slender, and this day we follow!

shall have our answer. Slen. O, sweet Anne Page!

Slen. I hope, I have your good will, father Page ? (Exeunt Shallow, Slender, Page, and Host. Page. You have, master Slender; I stand wholly for Caius. Ia! do I perceive dat? have you make-a de yon: - but my wife, master doctor, is for you altosot of us? ha, ha!

gether. Eva. This is well; he has made us his vlouting-stog. Caius. Ay, by gar; and de maid is love-a me: my

I desire you, that we may be friends, and let us 'pursh-a Quickly tell me so much.

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