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Pist. How now, Mephostophilus * Slen. Ay, it is no matter. Nym. Slice, I say pauca, pauca ; slice that’s my humour. Słon. Where's Simple, my man —can you tell, cousin f Eva. Peace, I pray yog 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, fidelices, myself; and the three party is, lastly and finally, mine host of the Garter. Page. We three, to hear it, and end it between them. Eva. Ferry goot: I will make a prief of it in my note-book; and we will afterwards 'ork upon the cause, with as great discreetly as we can. Paz. Pistol, Pist. He hears with ears. Era. The tevil and his tam what phrase is this, He hears with ear 2 Why, it is affectations. Fal. Pistol, did you pick master Slender's purse : Sen. Ay, by these gloves did he (or I would I might never come in mine own great chamber again else), of seven groats in mill-sixpences, and two Fdward shovel-boards, that cost me two shilling and two-pence apiece of Yead Miller, by these gloves. Fail. Is this true, Pistol 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, them ’twas he. Nym. Be advis'd, sir, and pass good humours: I will say, marry trap, with you, if you run the nuthook'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, hut in honest, civil, godly company, for this trick: if I be drunk, I’ll be drunk with those that have the fear of 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. Q heaven this is mistress Anne Page. Page. How now, mistress Ford t Fal. Mistress Ford, by my troth, you are very well met : by your leave, good mistress. I Kissing her. Page. Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome:–Čome, we have a hot venison pasty to dinner; come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness. [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 It You have not The Book of Riddles about you, have you ? Sim. Book of Riddles 1 why, did you not lend it to Alice Shortcake, upon Allhallowinas last, a fortnight afore Michaelmas t shal. Cone, 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 *wription the matte, to you, if you be capacity 01 it. Slen. Nay, I will do as my cousin Shallow says: I pray you, pardon me; he’s a justice of peace in his country, simple though I stand here.
Eva. But that 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. Eva. Bot can you affection the 'oman Let us command to know that of your mouth, or of your lips; for divers philosophers hold, that the lips is parcel of the mouth –thereio e, precisely, can you carry your good will to the maid : 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 lords 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 Slon. I will do a greater thing than that, upon your request, cousin, in any reason. Shal. Nay, conceive me, conceive me, sweet coz; . I do, is to pleasure you, coz: Can you love the maid t Sten. 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’ is in the 'ort dissolutely: the 'ort is, according to our meaning, resolutely ;-his meaning is good. Shal. Ay, I think my cousin meant well. Sten. Ay, or else I would I might be hang'd, la.
Re-enter Anne Page.
Shal. Here comes fair mistress Anne –Would I were young, for your sake, mistress Anne : Anne. The dinner is on the table; my father desires your worships’ company, Shal. I will wait on him, fair mistress Anne. Eva. Od’s plessed will I will not be absence at the grace. [Exeunt Shallow and Sir H. Evans. Anne. Will't please your worship to come in, sir? Slen. No, I thank you, forsooth, heartily; I am very well. Anne. The dinner attends you, sir. Slen. I am not a-hungry, I thank you, forsooth : Go, sirrah, for all you are my man, go, wait upon my cousin Shallow : ; Exit Simple] A justice of peace sometime may be beholden to his friend for a man : —I keep but three men and a boy yet, till my mother be dead; but what though yet I live like a poor gentleman born. Anne. I may not go in without your worship : they will not sit, till you come. Sen. I'raith, I’ll eat nothing; I thank you as much as though I did. Anne. I pray you, sir, walk in. Slen. I had rather walk here, I thank you : I bruised my shin the other day with playing at sword and dagger with a master of fence, three veneys for a dish of stewed prunes; and, by my troth, I cannot abide, the smell of hot meat, since. Why do your dogs bark so t be there bears i'the town f Ann. I think there are, sir; I heard them talked of. Slen. I love the sport well; but I shall as soon quarrel at it, as any man in England :—you are afraid, if you see the bear loose, are you not t Anne. Ay, indeed, sir. Slen. That's meat and drink to me now : I have seen Sackerson loose, twenty times; and have taken him by the chain : but, I warrant you, the women have so cried and shrieked at it, that it pass'd :—but women, indeed, cannot abide 'em : they are very illfavoured rough things.
Page. Come, gentle master slender, come; we stay for you. Slen. I’ll eat nothing; I thank you, sir, Page. By cock and pye, you shall not choose, sir: come, come. slen. Nay, pray you, lead the way. Page. Come on, sir. Slen. Mistress Anne, yourself shall go first. Anne. Not I, sir; pray you, keep on.
scENE II. The same. Enter Sir Hugh Evans and Simple.
Eva. Go your ways, and ask of doctor Caius' house, which is the way; and there dwells one mistress Quickly, which is in the manner of his nurse, or his dry nurse, or his cook, or his laundry, his washer, and his wringer.
Sim. Well, sir.
Eva. Nay, it is petter yet: give her this letter; for it is a 'oman that altogether's acquaintance with mistress Anne Page; and the letter is, to desire and require her to solicit your master's desires to mistress Anne Page: I pray you, be gone; I will make an end of my dinner; there's pippins and cheese to corne. [Exeunt.
SCENE III. A Room in the Garter Inn.
Enter Falstaff, Host, Bardolph, Nym, Pistol, and Robin.
Fal. Mine host of the Garter, Host. What says my bully-rook? Speak scholarly, and wisely. Fal:, Truly, mine host, I must turn away some of my followers. Host. Discard, bully Hercules; cashier: let them wag ; trot, trot. Fal. I sit at ten pounds a week. Host. Thou'rt an emperor, Caesar, Keisar, and Pheezar. I will entertain Bardolph ; he shall draw, he shall tap : said I well, bully Hector? Fal. Do so, good mine host. Host. I have spoke; let him follow : let me see thee, froth and lime : I am at a word ; follow. [Exit. Fal. Bardolph, follow him ; a tapster is a good trade: an old cloak makes a new jerkin; a withered serving-man, a fresh tapster: go adieu. Bard. It is a life that I have desired; I will thrive. [ Exit. Pist. O hase Gongarian wight wilt thou the spigot wield Nym. He was gotten in drink , is not the humour conceited His mind is not heroic, and there's the humour of it. Fal. I am glad, I am so acquit of this tinder-box : his thefts were too open : his filching was like an unskilful singer, he kept not time. Nym. The good humour is, to steal at a minute's rest. Pist. oy, the wise it call: steal foh ; a fico for the phrase Fal. Well, sirs, I am almost out at heels. Pist. why then let kibes ensue. Fal. There is no remedy ; I must coney-catch; I must shift. Pist. Young ravens must have food. Fal. which of yon know Ford of this town r Pist. I ken the wight; he is of substance good. Fal. My honest lads, I will tell you what I am about. Pist. Two yards, and more. Fal. No quips now, Pistol; indeed I am in the waist two yards about: but I am now about no waste; I am about thrift. Briefly, I do mean to make love to Ford's wise; I spy entertainment in her; she discourses, she carves, she gives the leer of invitation: I can construe the action of her familiar style; and the hardest voice of her behaviour, to be English’d rightly, is, I am sir John Falstaff’s. Pist. He # studied her well, and translated her well ; out of honesty into English. Nym. The anchor is deep - will that humour pass? Fal. Now, the report goes, she has all the rule of her husband's purse; she hath legions of angels. Pist. As many devils entertain; and, To her boy, sav I. 'son. The humour rises; it is good: humour me the angels. Fal. I have writ me here a letter to her: and here another to Page's wife; who even now gave me good eyes too, examin'd my parts with most judicious eyliads: sometimes the beam of her view gilded my foot, sometimes my portly belly. Pist. Then did the sun on dunghill shine. Nym. I thank thee for that humour.
I will discuss the humour of this love to Page. Pist. And I to Ford shall eke unfold, How Falstaff, varlet vile, His dove will prove, his gold will hold, And his soft couch defile. Nym. My humour shall not cool : I will incense 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: I second thee; troop on. [Exeunt.
Quick. What ; John Rugby 1–I pray 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, is: will be an old abusing of God's patience, and the king's English. Rug. I'll go watch. s exit. Quick. Go; and we’ll have a posset for’t soon at night, in faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal fire. An honest, willing, kind fellow, as ever servant shall come in house withal; and, I warrant you, no telltale, nor no breed-bate; his worst fault is, that he is iven to prayer; he is something peevish that way: ut nobody, but has his fault;-but let that pass. Peter Simple, you say your name is t Sim. Ay, for fault of a better. Quick. And master Slender's your mastert Sim. Ay, forsooth. Quick. Does he not wear a great round beard, like a glover's paring-knife t Sim. No, forsooth : he hath but a little wee face, with a little yellow beard; a cane-coloured beard. Quick. A softly-sprighted man, is he not : Sim. Ay, forsooth : §: he is as tall a man of his hands, as any is between this and his head; he hath fought with a warrener. ... How say you ?–0, I should remember him; does he not hold up his head, as it were t and strut in his gait? som. Yes, indeed, does he. Quico. Well, heaven send Anne Page no worse fortune 1 Tell master parson Evans, I will do what I can for your master: Anne is a good girl, and I wish–
SCENE I. Before Page's House. Enter Mistress Page, with a Letter. Mrs. Page. What I have I 'scaped love-letters in the holy-day time of my beauty, and am I now a subject for i. * Let me see: [Reads. Ask me no reason why I love you; for though love
use reason for his precisian, he admits him not for his counsellor : You are not young, no more am I; go to then, there’s sympathy: you are merry, so am I ; , ha! ha then there's more sympathy; you love sack, and so do. I; would you desire better sympathy? Let it suffice thee, mistress Page (at the least, if the love of a soldier can suffice), that I love thee. I trill not say, pity me, ’tis not a soldier-like phrase; but I say, love me. By me,
Thine ourn true knight,
By day or night,
Or any kind of light,
With all his might,
For thee to fight,
What a Herod of Jewry is this 1–0 wicked, wicked world !—one that is well nigh worn to pieces with age, to show himself a young gallant What an unweighed behaviour hath this Flemish drunkard picked (with the devil’s name) out of my conversation, that he dares in this manner assay me? Why, he bath not been thrice in my company —What should I say to him t—I was then frugal of my mirth – heaven forgive me !—Why, I'll exhibit a bill in the parliament for the putting down of men. How shall I be revenged on him to for revenged I will be, as sure as his guts are made of puddings.
Enter Mistress Ford. Mrs. Ford. Mistress Page 1 trust me, I was going to vour house. rs. Page. And, trust me, I was coming to you. You look very ill. Mrs. Ford. Nay, I’ll ne'er believe that; I have to show to the contrary. Mrs. Page. Faith, but you do, in my mind. Mrs. Ford. Well, I do then; yet I say, I could show you to the contrary: O, mistress Page, give me some counsel Mrs. Page. What’s the matter, woman Mrs. Ford. O woman, if it were not for one trifling respect, I could come to such honour ! Mrs. Page. Hang the trifle, woman; take the hoor : what is it t—dispense with trifles;–what is it Mrs. Ford. If I would but go to hell for an etermal moment, or so, I could be knighted. Mrs. Page. What?—thou liest –Sir Alice Ford 1 —These †io will hack; and so thou shouldst not alter the article of thy gentry.
Mrs. Ford. We burn day-light:—here, read, read: —perceive how I might be knighted.—I shall think the worse of fat men, as long as I have an eye to make difference of men's liking ; and yet he would not swear; praised women's modesty: and gave such orderly and well-behaved reproof to all uncomeliness, that I would have sworn his disposition would have gone to the truth of his words : but they do no more adhere and keep place together, than the hundredth psalm to the tune of Green sleeves. What tempest, I trow, threw this whale, with so many tuns of oil in his belly, ashore at Windsor How shall I be revenged on him t I think the best way were to entertain him with hope, till the wicked fire of lust have melted him in his own grease.—Did you ever hear the like t Mrs. Page. Letter for letter; but that the name of Page and #. differs – to thy great comfort in this mystery of ill opinions, here's the twin-brother of thy letter: but let thine inherit first : for, I protest, mine never shall. I warrant, he hath a thousand of these letters, writ with blank space for different names (sure more), and these are of the second edition : he will print them out of doubt : for he cares not what he puts into the press, when he would put us two. I had rather be a giantess, a d iie under mount Pelion. Well, I will find you twenty lascivious turtles, ere one chaste man. Mrs. Ford. Why, this is the very same ; the very hand, the very words: what doth he think of us? Mrs. Page. Nay, I know not : it makes me almost ready to wrangle with mine own honesty. I’ll entertain myself like one that I am not acquainted withal; for, sure, unless he know some strain in me, that I know not myself, he would never have boarded me in this fury. Mrs. Ford. Boarding, call you it? I'll be sure to keep him above deck. Mrs. Page. So will I ; if he come under my hatches, I’ll never to sea again. Let's be revenged on him : let's appoint him a meeting; give him a show of comfort in his suit; and lead him on with a finebated delay, till he hath pawn'd his horses to mine host of the Garter. Mrs. Ford. Nay, I will consent to act any villany against him, that may not sully the chariness of our honesty. O, that my husband saw this letter it would give eternal food to his jealousy. Mrs. Page. Why, look, where he comes ; and my good man too : he's as far from jealousy, as I am from j him cause ; and that, i hope, is an unmeasurable distance. Mrs. Ford. You are the happier woman. Mrs. Page. Let's consult together against this greasy knight: come hither. [They retire.
Page; I will not believe such a Cataian, though the priest o'the town commended him for a true man. Ford. "Twas a good sensible fellow : Well. Page. How now, Meg Mrs. Page. Whither go you, George —Hark you. Mrs. Ford. How now, sweet Frank why art thou melancholy Ford. I melancholy! I am not melancholy.—Get you home, go. Mrs. Ford. 'Faith, thou hast some crotchets in thy head now.—Will you go, mistress Page : Mrs. Page. Have with you.-You’ll come to dinner, George —Look, who comes yonder: she shall be our messenger to this paltry knight. [Aside to Mrs. Ford. Enter Mistress Quickly.
Mrs. Ford. Trust me, I thought on her: she'll fit it. Mrs. Page. You are come to see my daughter Anne. Quick. Ay, forsooth; And, I pray, how does good mistress Anne? Mrs. Page. Go in with us, and see; we have an hour's talk with you. (Ereunt, Mrs. Page, Mrs. Ford, and Mrs. Quickly. Page. How now, inaster Ford : fora. You heard what this knave told me; did you not Page. Yes; and you heard what the other told me? Ford. Do you think there is truth in them " Page._Hang 'em, slaves I do not think the knight would offer it; but these that accuse him in his intent towards our wives, are a yoke of his discarded men; very rogues, now they be out of service. Ford. Were they his men : Page. Marry, were they. Ford. I like it never tie better for that—Does he lie at the Garter Page. Ay, marry, does he. If he should intend this voyage towards my wife, I would turn her loose to him; and what he gets more of her than sharp words let it lie on my head. Ford. I do not misdoubt my wife; but I would be loath to turn them together. A man may be too confident: I would have uothing lie on my head: I cannot be thus satisfied. Page. Look, where my ranting host of the Garter comes : there is either liquor in his pate, or money in his purse, when he looks so merrily.—How now, mine host? Enter Host and shallow.
Host. How now, bully-rook? thou’rt agentleman : cavalero-justice, I say. Shal. I follow, mine host, I follow.—Good even, and twenty, good master Page Master Page, will you go with us? we have sport in hand. Host. Tell him, cavalero-justice; tell him, bullyrook. shal. Sir, there is a fray to be fought, between sir Hugh the Welsh priest, and Caius the French doctor. Ford. Good raine host o'the Garter, a word with you. Host. What say'st thou, bully-rook? [They go aside. shal. Will you [To Page) go with us to behold it ! my merry host hath had the measuring of their weapons? and, I think, he hath appointed them contrary places: for, believe me, I hear, the parson is no jester. Hark, I will tell you what our sport shall be. Host. Hast thou no suit against my knight, my guest-cavalier Ford. Noue, I protest: but I’ll burnt sack to give me recourse to my name is Brook; only for a jest. Host. My hand, bully: thou shalt have egress and regress; said I well ? and thy name shall be Brook : It is a erry knight.—Will you go on, hearts t Shal. Have with you, mine host. Page. I have heard, the Frenchman hath good skill in his rapier. shal. Tut, sir, I cou'd have told you more : In these times you stand on distance, your passes, stoccadoes, and I know not what: 'tis the heart, master Page ; 'tis here, 'tis here. I have seen the time, with my song sword, I would have made you four tail fellows skip like rats. Host. Here, boys, here, here 1 shall we wago Page. Have with you :-I had rather hear them scold than fight. I Exeunt Host, Shallou", an i Page. Ford. Though Page be a secure fool, and stands so firmly on his wife's frai"ty, yet I cannot put off my opinion so easily : She was in his company at Page's
house; and, what they made there, I know not. well, I will look further into’t: and I have a disguise to sound Falstaff: if I find her honest, I lose not my labour : if she be otherwise, 'tis labour well bestowed. L Exit.
SCENE II. A Room in the Garter Inn.
Enter Falstaff and Pistol.
Fal. I will not lend thee a penny. Pist. why, then the world's mine oyster. Which I with sword will open.— I will retort the sum in equipage. Fal. Not a penny. I have been content, sir, you should lay my countenance to pawn : I have grated upon my good friends for three reprieves for you and your coach-fellow, Nym ; or else you had looked through the grate like a geminy of baboons. ... I am damned in hell, for swearing to gentlemen, my friends, you were good soldiers, and tall fellows: and when mistress Bridget lost the handle of her fan, I took’t upon mine honour, thou hadst it not. Pist. Didst thou not share hadst thou not fifteenpence 2 Fal. Reason, you rogue, reason. Think'st theu, I'll endanger my soul gratis? . At a word, hang no more about me, I am no gibbet for you :-go.—A short knife and a throng :--to your manor of Pickthatch, go. – You'll not bear a letter for me, you rogue – you stand upon your honour !—Why, thou unconfinable baseness, it is as much as I can do, to keep the terms of my honour precise. I, I, I myself sometimes, leaving the fear of heaven on the left hand, and hiding mine honour in my necessity, am fain to shuffle, to hedge, and to lurch; and yet you, rogue, will ensconce your rags, your cat-a-mountain looks, your red-lattice phrases, and your bold-beatin oaths, under the shelter of your honour ! You wi not do it, you ? Pist. I do relent; What wouldst thou more of man?
Rob. Sir, here’s a woman would speak with you. Fal. Let her approach.
Enter Mistress Quickly.
Quick. Give your worship good morrow. Fal. Good morrow, good wife. Quick. Not so, an’t please your worship. Fal. Good maid, then. Quick. I’ll be sworn; as my mother was, the first hour I was born. Fal. I do believe the swearer: What with me? too. Shah I vouchsafe your worship a word or o Fal. Two thousand, fair woman; and I’ll vouchsafe thee the hearing. Quick. There is one mistress Ford, sir;-I pray, come a little nearer this ways:—I myself dwell with master doctor Caius. Fal. Well, on: Mistress Ford, you say, Quick. Your worship says very true : I pray your worship, come a little nearer this ways. Fal. I warrant thee nobody hears;–mine own people, mine own people. Quick. Are they so? Heaven bless them, and make then his servants' Fal. Well ; mistress Ford;—what of her? Quick. Why, sir, she's a good creature. Lord, lord' your worship's a wanton : Well, heaven for*..." and all of us, I pray ! Aoal. Mistress Ford—come, mistress Ford. Quick. Marry, this is the short and the long of it; you have brought her into such a canaries, as 'tis wonderful. The best courtier of them all, when the court lay at Windsor, could never, have brought her to such a canary. Yet there has been knights, and lords, and gentlemen, with their coaches; f warrant you, coach after coach, letter after letter, gift after gift; suelling so sweetly (all musk,) and so rushling, I warrant you, in silk and gold; and in such alligant terms; and in such wine and sugar of the best, and the fairest, that would have won any woman’s heart; and, I warrant you, they could never get an eye-wink of her.—I had myself twenty angels given me this morning : but I ...', all angels (in any such sort, as they say), but in the way of honesty —and, I warrant you, they could never get her so much as sip on a cup with the proudest of them all : and yet there has been earls, nay, which is more, pensioners; but, I warrant you, all is one with her.
Fal. But what says she to me? be brief, my good she Mercury. Quick. Marry, she hath received your letter; for the which she thanks you a thousand times ; and she #. you to notify, that her husband will be absence rom his house between ten and eleven. Fal. Ten and eleven : Quick. Ay, forsooth; and then you may come and see the picture, she says, that you wot of;-master Ford, her husband, will be from home. Alas! the sweet woman leads an ill life with him ; he's a ve †o man; she leads a very frampold life wit im, good heart. Fal. Ten and eleven : Woman, commend me to her ; I will not sail her. Quick. Why, you say well t . But I have another messenger to your worship: Mistress Page hath her hearty commendations to you too;-and let me tell you in your ear, she's as fartuous a civil modest wife, and one (I tell you) that will not miss your morning nor evening prayer, as any is in Windsor, whoe'er be the other and she i. me tell your worship, that her husband is seldom from home; but, she hopes, there will come a time. I never knew a woman so dote upon a man : surely, I think you have charms, la ; yes, in truth. Fal. Not I, I assure thee; setting the attraction of my good parts aside, I have no other charms. Quick. Blessing on your heart for’t Ful. But, I pray thee, tell me this; has Ford’s wife, and Page's wife, acquainted each other how they love me Quick. That were a jest indeed —they have not so little grace, I hope :—that were a trick, indeed But mistress Page would desire you to send her your little page, of all loves; her husband has a marvellous infection to the little page: and, truly, master Page is an honest man. Never a wife in Windsor leads a better life than she does; do what she will, say what she will, take all, pay all, go to bed when she list, rise when she list, all is as she will ; and truly she deserves it : for if there be a kind woman in Windsor, she is one. You must send her your page ; no remedy. Fal. Why, I will. Quick. Nay, but do so then : and, look you, he may come and go between you both ; and, in any case, have a nay-word, that you may know one another's mind, and the boy never need to understand any thing; for 'tis not good that children should know any wickedness : old folks, you know, have discretion, as they say, and know the world. Fal. Fare thee well: commend me to them both : there's my purse: I am yet thy debtor-Boy, go along with this woman.—this news distract; me! [Exeunt Quickly and Robin. Pist. This punk is one of Cupid's carriers :Clap on more sails; pursue, up with your fights : Give fire; she is my prize, or ocean whelm them all ! C Exit. Fal. Say'st thou so, old Jack * thy ways; I'll make more of thy old body than I have done. Will they yet look after theet wilt thou, after the ex: pense of so much money, be now a gainer! Good body, I thank thee: Let them say, 'tis grossly done; so it be fairly done, no matter.