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yon; for I must let you understand, I think myself Ford. O good sir ! in better plight for a lender than you are : the which Fal. Master Brook, I say you shall. hath something embolden'd me to this unseasoned in Ford. Want no money, sir John, you shall want trusion ; for they say, if money go before, all ways do lie open.
Fal. Want no mistress Ford, master Brook, you Fal. Money is a good soldier, sir, and will on. shall want none. I shall be with her (I may tell you),
Ford. Troth, and I have a bag of money here trou- by her own appointment; even as you came in to me, bles me; if you will help me to bear it, sir John, take her assistant, or go-between, parted from me: I say, all, or half fór easing me of the carriage.
I shall be with her between ten and eleven ; for at Fal. Sir, I know not how I may deserve to be your that time the jealous rascally knave, her husband, porter.
will be forth. "Come you to me at night ; you shall Ford. I will tell you, sir, if you will give me the know how I speed. hearing.
Ford. I am blest in your acquaintance. Do you Fal. Speak, good master Brook : I shall be glad know Ford, sir ! to be your servant.
Pal. Hang him, poor cackoldly knave! I knots Ford. Sir, I hear you are a scholar, -I will be brief him not :-yet I wrong him, to call bim poor; they with you; and you have been a man long known say, the jealous wittoly knave hath masses of money to me, though I had never so good means, as desire, for the which his wife seems to me well-favoured, i to make myself acquainted with you. I shall dis- will use her as the key of the cuckoldly rogue's cover a thing to you, wherein I must very much lay coffer; and there's my harvest-home. open mine own imperfection : but, good sir John, as Ford. I would you knew Ford, sir ; that you might you have one eye upon my follies, as you hear them avoid him, if you saw him. unfolded, turn another into the register of your own; Fal. Hang him, mechanical salt-butter rogue! I that I may pass with a reproof the easier, sith you will stare him out of his wits ; I will awe him with yourself know, how easy it is to be such an offender.my cudgel : it shall hang like a meteor o'er the Fal. Very well, sir ; proceed.
cuckold's horns : master Brook, thou shalt know, I Ford. There is a gentlewoman in this town, her will predominate o'er the peasant, and thou shalt lie husband's name is Ford.
with his wife.-Come to me soon at night :-Ford's a Fal. Well, sir.
knave, and I will aggravate his style ; thou, master Ford. I have long loved her, and, I protest to you, Brook, shalt know him for a knave and cuckold :bestowed much on her ; followed her with a doting come to me soon at night.
(Exit. observance; engrossed opportunities to meet her; fee'd Ford. What a damned Epietrean rascal is this !-every slight occasion, that could bat niggardly give My heart is ready to crack with impatience.
Who me sight of her: not only bought many presents to give says, this is improvident jealousy? My wife hath sent her, but have given largely to many, to know what to him, the hoar is fixed, the match is made. Would she would have given : briefly, I have pursued her, any man have thought this!--See the hell of having as love hath pursued me; which bath been on the a false woman! my bed shall be abused, my coffers wing of all occasions. But whatsoever I have merit- ransack’d, my reputation gnawn at; and I shall not ed, either in my mind, or in my means, meed, I am only receive this
villanous wrong, but stand under sure, I have received none; unless experience be a the adoption of abominable terms, and by him that jewel : that I have parchased at an infinite rate; and does me this wrong: Terms! names ! Amaimon that hath taught me to say this :
sounds well; Lucifer, well; Barbason), well; yet Love like a shadow flies, when substance love pursues; cuckold! wittol cuckold 'the devil himself hath not
they are devils' additions, the names of fiends : but Pursuing that thai Nies, and flying what pursues.
such a name. Page is an ass, a secure ass; he will Fal. Have you received no promise of satisfaction trust his wife, he will not be jealous: I will rather at her hands!
trust a Fleming with my butter, parson Hugh the Ferd. Never.
Welshman with my cheese, an Irishman with my Fal. Have you importuned her to such a purpose ? aqua-vitæ bottle, or a thief to walk my ambling geldFord. Never.
ing, than my wise with herself; then she plots, then Fal. Of what quality was your love then ? she raminates, then she devises : and what they think
Ford. Like a fair house, built upon another man's in their hearts they may effect, they will break their ground; so that I have lost my editice, by mistaking hearts but they will effect. Heaven be praised for the place where I erected it.
my jealousy!--Eleven o'clock the hour; I will preFal. To what purpose have you unfolded this to vent this, detect my wife, be revenged on Falstaff, me!
and laugh at Page. I will about it; better three Ford. When I have told you that, I have told you hours too soon, than a ininnte too late. Fie, fie, fie! all Some say, that, though she appear honest to cuckold ! cuckold! cuckold !
Exit. ine, yet, in other places, she enlargeth her mirth so far, there is shrewd construction made of her. Now,
SCENE III. Windsor Park. John, here is the beart of my purpose : You are a gentleman of excellent breeding, admirable discourse,
Enter Caius and Rugby. of great admittance, authentic in your place and per
Caius. Jack Rugby! son, generally allowed for your many warlike, courtlike, and learned preparations.
Caius. Vat is de clock, Jack ! Fal. 0, sir!
Rug. 'Tis past the hoor, sir, that sir Hugb proPord. Believe it, for you know it :-There is mo-mised to meet. ney; spend it, spend it; spend more ; spend all I Caius. By gar, he has save his soul, dat he is no have; only give me so much of your time in exchange come; he has pray his Pible vell, dat he is no come ; of it, as to lay an amiable siege to the honesty of this by gar, Jack Rugby, he is dead already, if he be come Ford's wife: use your art of wooing, win her to Rug. He is wise, sir : he knew your worship consent to you; if any man may, you may as soon as would kill him, if he came. any
Caius. By gar, de herring is no dead, so as I vill Fal. Would it apply well to the vehemency of your kill him Take your rapier, Jack ; I vill tell you affection, that I should win what you would enjoy ? how I vill kill hin. Methinks, you prescribe to yourself very preposte Rug. Alas, sir, I cannot fence. rously.
Caius. Villany, take your rapier. Ford. O, understand my drift! she dwells so se Rug. Forbear ; here's company. curely on the excellency of her honour, that the folly of my soul dares not present itself; she is too bright Enter Host, Shallow, Slender, and Page. to be looked against. Now, could I come to her Host. 'Bless thee, bally doctor. with any detection in my band, iny desires had in Shal. 'Save you, master doctor Caius. stance and argument to commend themselves; I
Page. Now, good master doctor! could drive her then from the ward of her purity, her Slen. Give you good-morrow, sir. reputation, her marriage-vow, and a thousand other Caius. Vat be all you, one, two, tree, four, come her defences, which now are too strongly embattled for? against ine; What say you to't, sir John?
Host. To see thee tight, see thee foin, to see Fal. Master Brook, I will first make bold with thee traverse, to see thee here, to see thee there ; tu your money ; next, give me your hand; and last, as see thee pass thy punto, thy stock, thy reverse, thy I am a gentleman, you shall, if you will enjoy Ford's distance, thy montant. Is he dead, my Ethiopian? wife.
is he dead, my Francisco ? ba, bully! What says my
Æscalapius? my Galen? my heart of elder? ha ! is his urinals about his knave's costard, when I have be dead, bully Stale ? is he dead 1
good opportunities for the 'ork :-pless my sonl ! Caius. By gar, he is de coward Jack priest of the
[Sings. vorld; he is not show his face.
To shallow rivers, to whose falls Host. Thou art a Castilian king, Urinal ! Hector Melodious birds sing madrigals ; of Greece, my boy!
There will we make our peds of roses, Caius. I pray you, bear vitness that me hare stay And a thousand fragrant posies. six or seven, two, tree hours for him, and he is no
To shallow come. Shal. He is the wiser man, master doctor: he is a Mercy on me! I have a great dispositions to cry.
Melodious birds sing madrigals; curer of souls, and you a curer of bodies; if you
When as I set in Pahylon, should fight, you go against the hair of your profes
And a thousand vagram posies. sions : is it not true, master Page ?
To shallowPage. Master Shallow, you have yourself been a great fighter, though now a man of peace.
Sim. Yonder he is coming; this way, sir Hugh. Shal. Bodykins, master Page, though I now be old, Eva. He's welcome :and of the peace, if I see a sword out, my finger To shallow rivers, to whose falls itches to make one : though we are justices, and
Heaven prosper the right !- What weapons is he? doctors, and churchmen, master Page, we have some
Sim. No weapons, sir : There comes my master, salt of our youth in us; we are the sons of women,
master Shallow, and another gentleman from Frogmaster Page.
more, over the stile, this way. Page. "T'is true, master Shallow. Shal. It will be found so, master Page. Master it in your arms.
Eva. Pray you, give ine my gown; or else keep doctor Caius, I am come to fetch you home. I am sworn of the peace; you have showed yourself a
Enter Page, Shallow, and Slender. wise physician, and sir Hugh hath shown himself a Shal. How now, master parson? Good-morrow wise and patient churchman : you must go with me, good sir Hugh. Keep a gamester from the dice, and master doctor.
a good student from his book, and it is wonderful. Host. Pardon, guest justice :-A word, monsieur Slen. Ah, sweet Anne Page ! Muck-water.
Page. Save you, good sir Hugh! Caius. Muck-Vater! vat is dat?
Eva. 'Pless you from his mercy sake, all of you. Host. Muck-water, in our English tongue, is va Shal. What! the sword and the word ! do yon lour, bully.
study them both, master parson ! Caius. By gar, then I have as much muck-vater as Page. And youthful still, in your doublet and hose, de Englishman :---Seurvy jack-dog priest! by gar, this raw rheumatic day! me vill cut his ears.
Eva. There is reasons and canses for it. Host. He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully. Page. We are come to you, to do a good office, Caius. Clapper-de-claw! vat is dat?
master parson. Host. That is, he will make thee amends.
Eva. Fery well: what is it? Caius. By gar, me do look, he shall clapper-de Page. Yonder is a most reverend gentleman, who claw me; for, by gar, me vill have it.
belike, having received wrong by some person, is at Host. And I will provoke him to't, or let him wag. most odds with his own gravity and patience, that Caius. Me tank you for dat.
ever you saw. Host. And moreover, bully,But first, master Shal. I have lived fourscore years and upward; I guest, and master Page, and eke cavalero Slender, never heard a man of his place, gravity, and learngo you through the town to Frogmore.
ing, so wide of his own respect.
[Aside to them. Eva. What is he! Page. Sir Hugh is there, is he?
Page. I think you know him; master doctor Caius, Host. He is there : see what humour he is in the renowned French physician. and I will bring the doctor about by the fields : will Eva. Got's will, and his passion of heart! I
my it do well?
had as lief you would tell me of a pess of porridge. Shal. We will do it.
Page. Why? Page, Shal, and Slen. Adieu, good master doctor. Eva. He has no more knowledge in Hibocrates
[Exeunt Page, Shallow, and Slender. and Galen,-and he is a knave besides ; a cowardly Caius. By gar, me will kill de priest; for he knave, as you would desires to be acquainted withal. speak for a jack-an-ape to Anne Page.
Page. I warrant you, he's the man should fight Host. Let him die; but, first, sheath thy impa- with him. tience; throw cold water on thy choler: go about Slen. 0, sweet Anne Page ! the fields with me through Frogmore ; I will bring Shal. It appears so, by his weapons :- Keep them thee where Mrs. Anne Page is, at a farm-house a asunder ;-here comes doctor Caius. feasting; and thou shalt woo her: Cry'd game, said I well?
Enter Host, Caius, and Rugby. Caius. By gar, me tank you for dat; by gar, I love Page. Nay, good master parson, keep in your you; and I shall procure a you de good guest, de weapon. earl, de knight, de lords, de gentlemen, my patients. Shal. So do you, good master doctor.
Host. For the which, I will be thy adversary to Host. Disarm them, and let them question ; let wards Anne Page ; said I wel?
them keep their limbs whole, and hack our English. Caius. By gar, 'tis good ; vell said,
Caius. I pray you, let-a me speak a word vit your Host. Let us wag then.
ear : Verefore vill you not meet-a me ! Caius. Come at my heels, Jack Rugby. (Exeunt. Eva. Pray you, use your patience : In good time.
Caius. By gar, you are de coward, de Jack dog,
Eva. Pray you, let us not be laughing-stogs to ACT. III.
other men's humours; I desire you in friendship, and
I will one way or other make you amends :-I will SCENE I. A Field near Frogmore. knog your urinals about your knave's cogscomb, for
missing your meetings and appointments. Enter Sir Hugh Evans and Simple.
Caius. Diable ! -Jack Rugby,--mine host de Jar. Eva. I pray you now, good master Slender's serv- terre, have I not stay for him, to kill him ? have I ing-man, and friend simple by your name, which not, at de place I did appoint? way have you looked for master Caius, that calls Éva. As I am a Christians soal, now, look you, himself Doctor of Physic?
this is the place appointed ; I'll be judgment by Sim. Marry, sir, the city-ward, the park-ward, mine host of the Garter. every way; Old Windsor way, and every way but Host. Peace, I say, Guallia and Gaul, French and the town way.
Welsh; soul-curer and body-curer. Eva. I most fehemently desire you, you will also Caius. Ay, dat is very good! excellent! look that way.
Host. Peace, I say, hear mine host of the Garter. Sim. I will, sir.
Am I politic ? am I subtle? am I a Machiavel! Shall Eva. 'Pless my soul! how full of cholers I am, I lose my doctor? no; he gives me the potions and and trempling of mind !-I shall be glad if he have the motions. Shall I lose my parson? my priest? deceived me :-how melancholies I am -I will knog my sir Hugh ? no, he gives me the proverbs and the
no-verbs.--Give me thy hand, terrestrial ; so: Give Caius. Ay, by gar; and de maid is love-a me ; my me thy hand, celestial; 80,Boys of art, I have nursh-a Quickly teli me so mush. deceived you both; I have directed you to wrong Host. What say you to young master Fenton ! he places : your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole, capers, he dances, he has eyes of youth, he writes and let barnt sack be the issue.-Come, lay their verses, he speaks holy-day, he smells April and May : swords to pawn :-Follow me, lad of peace ; follox, he will carry't, he will carry't ; 'tis in bis battons ; follow, follow.
he will carry't. Shal. Trust me, a mad host :-Follow, gentlemen, Page. Not by my consent, I promise you. The follow
gentleman is of no having: he kept company with Slen. O, sweet Anne Page !
the wild Prince and Poins; he is of too high a re(Exeunt Shal. Slen. Page, and Host. gion, he knows too much. No, he shall not knit a Cains. Ha! do I perceive dat? have you make a knot in his fortunes with the finger of my substance: de sot of us? ba, ha!
if he take her, let him take her simply; the wealth Eva. This is well; he has made as his vlouting. I have waits on my consent, and my consent goes not stog.--I desire you, that we may be friends; and let that way. us knog oar prains together, to be revenge on this Ford. I beseech you, heartily, some of you go home same scall, scarvy, cogging companion, the host of with me to dinner : besides your cheer, you shall bave the Garter.
sport; I will show you a monster.-Master doctor, Caius. By gar, vit all my heart; he promise to you shall go ;-50 shall you, master Page ;--and you, bring me yere is Anne Page: by gar, he deceive sir Hugh.
Shal. Well, fare you well :-we shall have the freer Eva. Well, I will smite his noddles :--Pray you, wooing at master Page's._(Exeunt Shal, and Slen. follow.
(Exeunt. Caius. Go home, John Rugby; I come anon, SCENE II. The Street in Windsor.
Host. Farewell, my hearts: I will to my honest Enter Mrs. Page and Robin.
knight Falstaff, and drink canary with him. (Exit. Mrs. Page. Nay, keep your way, little gallant; Ford. (Aside) I think, I shall drink ia pipe-wine you were wont to be a follower, but now you are a first with bim ; l'il make him dance. Will you go, leader : Whether had you rather, lead mine eyes, or gentles ! eye your master's heels!
Al. Have with you to see this monster. [ Exennt. Rob. I had rather, forsooth, go before you like a man, than follow him like a dwarf.
SCENE III. A Room in Ford's House, Mrs. Page. you are a flatteriog boy; now, I
Enter Mrs. Ford and Mrs. Page. see, you'll be a courtier.
Mrs. Ford. What, John! what, Robert !
Mrs. Page. Quickly, quickly : is the buck-basketFord. Well met, mistress Page : Whither go you!
Mrs. Ford. I warrant :--what, Robin, I say. Mrs. Page. Truly, sir, to see your wife : Is she at
Enter Servants, with a Basket. home?
Mrs. Page. Come, coine, come. Ford. Ay; and as idle as she may hang together, Mrs. Ford. Here, set it down. for want of company : I think, if your husbands were dead, you two would marry.
M18. Page. Give your men the charge; we must
be briel. Mrs, Page. Be sure of that two other husbands. Mrs. Ford. Marry, as I told you before, Jolin and Ford. Where had you this pretty weathercock?
Robert, be ready here hard by in the brewhouse ; Mrs. Page. I cannot tell what the dickens his and when I suddenly call you, come forth, and (withname is my husband had him of: What do you call out any pause or staggering), take this basket on your your knight's name, sirrah?
shoulders : that done, trudge with it ia all haste, and Rob. Sir John Falstaff.
carry it among the whitsters in Datchet Mead, and Ford. Sir John Falstaff!
there empty it in the muddy diteh, close by the Mrs. Page. He, he : I can never hit on's name. Thames' side. There is such a league between my good man and Mrs. Page. You will do it! he!-Is your wife at home, indeed 1
Mrs. Ford. I have told them over and over; they Ford. Indeed, she is.
lack no direction : begone, and come wben you are Mrs. Page. By your leave, sir ;-I am sick, till I called.
(Eseunt Servants. see her. (Exeunt Mrs. Page and Robin.
Mrs. Page. Here comes little Robin. Ford. Has Page any brains ? hath he any eyes ! hath he any thinking? Sure, they sleep; he hath
Enter Robin. no use of them. Why, this boy will carry a letter Mrs. Ford. How now, my eyas-musket? what twenty miles, as easy as a cannon will shoot point- news, with you ? blank twelve score. He pieces-out his wife's incli Rob. My master, sir John, is come in at your backnation; he gives her folly motion, and advantage : door, mistress Ford ; and requests your company. and now she's going to my wife, and Falstaff's boy
Mrs. Page. You little Jaek-a-lent, have you been with her. A man may hear this shower sing in the true to us! wind !-and Falstal's boy with her!-Good plots !--- Rob. Ay, I'll be sworn: my master knows not of they are laid ; and our revolted wives share damna- your being here ; and hath threatened to put me into tion together. Well, I will take him, then torture everlasting liberty, if I tell you of it; for, he swears, my wife, pluck the borrowed veil of modesty from he'll turn me away. the so seeming mistress l'age, divulge Page himself Mrs. Page. Thou'rt a good boy ; this secrecy of for a secure and wilful Actæ on; and to these violent thine shall be a tailor to thee, and shall make thee proceedings all my neighbours shall cry aim. Clock a new doublet and hose.-I'll go bide me. strikes.] The clock gives me my cue, and my assu
Mrs. Ford. Do so :-Go tell thy master'I am alone. rance bids me search ; there I shall lind Falstaff: I Mrs. Page, remember you your cue. [Exit Robin. shall be rather praised for this, than mocked; for it Mrs. Page. I warrant thee; if I do not act it, biss is as positive as the earth is firm, that Falstaff is
[Exit. there I will go.
Mrs. Ford Go to then; we'll use this upwhole
some hamidity, this gross watery pampion ;-we'll Enter Page, Shallow, Slender, Host, Sir Hugh
teach him to know turtles from jays. Evans, Caius, and Rugby.
Enter Falstaff. Skal. Page, &c. Well met, master Ford.
Ford, Trust me, a good knot : I have good cheer Fal. Have I caught thee, my heavenly jeroel? Why, at home: and, I pray you, all go with me.
now let me die, for I have lived long enough ; this Shal. I must excuse myself, inaster Ford.
is the period of my ambition : O this blessed hour! Slen. And so must 1, sir; we have appointed to Mrs. Ford. O sweet sir John ! ding with mistress Anne, and I would not break with Fal. Mistress Ford, I cannot cog, I cannot prate, her for more money than I'll speak of.
mistress Ford. Now shall
I sin in my wish: I would Shal. We have linger'd about a match between thy husband were dead : I'll speak it before the best Anne Page and my cousin Slender, and this day we lord, I would make thee my lady. shall have our answer.
Mrs. Ford. I your lady, sir John ! alas, I should Slen. I hope, I have your good-will, father Page. be a pitiful lady.
Page. You have, master Slender, I stand wholly Fal. Let the court of France show me such anofor you :--but my wife, master doctor, is for you al- ther; I see how thive eyes would emulate the diatogether.
mond ; thou hast the right arched bent of the brow,
that becomes the ship-tire, the tire-valiant, or any Mrs. Page. Help to cover your master, boy: call tire of Venetian admittance.
your men, mistress Ford :-You dissembling knight! Mrs. Ford. A plain kerchief, sir John : my brows Mrs. Ford. What, John, Robert, Jolm! [ Exit beoome nothing else ; nor that well neither. Robin ; re-enter Servants ] Go take ap these clothes
Pal. Thou art a traitor to say so: thon wouldst bere, quickly : where's the cowl-staff ! lonk, how make an absolute courtier : and the tirm fixture of you drumble; carry them to the laundress in Datehet thy foot would give an excellent motion to thy gait, Mead ; quickly, come. in a semi-circled farthingale. I see what thou wert, Enter Ford, Page, Caius, and Sir Hugh Evans. if fortune thy foe were not; nature is thy friend :
Ford. Pray you, come near : if I suspect without come, thou canst not hide it. Mrs. Ford. Believe me, there's no such thing in cause, why then make sport at me, then let me be
your jest ; I deserve it.-How now! whither bear you
this Fal. What made me love thee? let that persuade
Serv. To the laundress, forsooth. thee, there's something extraordinary in thee. Come,
Mrs. Ford. Why, what have you to do whither I cannot cog, and say, thou art this and that, like a they bear iti you were best meddle with buckmany of these lisping hawthorn buds, that come like
washing. women in men's apparel, and smell like Bucklersbury Ford. Buck? I would I could wash myself of the in simple-time; I cannot: but I love thee; none back! Buck, buck, buck ? ay, buck; I warrant you, but thee; and thou deservest it.
buck; and of the season too, it shall appear. [Exeunt Mrs. Ford. Do not betray me, sir ; I fear, you love Servants with the Basket] Gentlemen, I have dreammistress Page.
ed to-night ; I'll tell you my dream. Here, here, Fal. Thou might'st as well say, I love to walk by here be my keys: ascend my chambers, search, seek, the Counter-gate; which is as hateful to me as the find out : I'll warrant, we'll unkennel the fox:-Let reek of a lime-kiln.
me stop this way first :-So, now, uncape. Mrs. Ford. Well, heaven knows, how I love you; Page. Good master Ford, be contented : yon and you shall one day find it.
wrong yourself too much. Fal. Keep in that mind; I'll deserve it.
Ford Trae, master Page.-Up, gentlemen ; you Mrs. Ford. Nay, I must tell you, so you do ; or shall see sport anon: follow me, gentlemen. [Esit. else I could not be in that mind.
Eva. This is fery fantastical humours, and jealouRob. [Within] Mistress Ford, mistress Ford !
sies. here's mistress Page at the door, sweating and blow
Caius. By gar, tis no de fashion of France : it is ing, and looking wildly, and would needs speak with
not jealous in France. you presently, Fal. She shall not see me; I will ensconce me be- of his search.
Page. Nay, follow him, gentlemen; see the issue
[Exeunt Evans, Page, and Caius. hind the arras.
Mrs. Page. Is there not a double excellency in Mrs. Ford. Pray you, do so; she's a very tattling this ? woman. (Falstaff hides himself
Mrs. Ford. I know not which pleases me better, Enter Mistress Page and Robin.
that my husband is deceived, or sir John.
Mrs. Page. What a taking was he in, when What's the matter how now! Mrs. Page. O mistress Ford, what have you done! your husband asked who was in the basket!
Mrs. Ford. I am half afraid he will have need of You're sbamed, you are overthrown, you are undone washing ; so throwing him into the water will do for ever.
him a benetit. Mrs. Ford. What's the matter, good mistress Page!
Mrs. Page. Hang him, dishonest rascal! I would, Mrs. Page. O well-a-day, mistress Ford ! having all of the same strain were in the same distress. an honest man to your husband, to give him such Mrs. Ford. I think, my husband hath some specause of suspicion !
cial suspicion of Falstaff's being here ; for I never Mrs. Ford. What cause of suspicion?
saw him so gross in his jealousy till now. Mrs. Page. What cause of suspicion ?-Out upon Mrs. Page. I will lay a plot to try that: And you ! how am I mistook in you!
we will get have more tricks with Falstaff : bis disMrs. Ford. Why, alas! what's the matter !
solute disease will scarce obey this medicine. Mrs. Page. Your husband's coming hither, wo Mrs. Ford. Shall we send that foolish carrion, unan, with
all the officers in Windsor, to search for mistress Quickly, to him, and excuse his throwing a gentleman, that, he says, is here now in the house, into the water, and give him another hope, to betray by your consent, to take an ill advantage of his ab- him to another punishment ? sence. You are undone.
Mrs. Page. We'll do it ; let him be sent for toMrs. Ford. Speak louder.- Aside)—"Tis not so,
morrow eight o'clock, to have amends. I hope. Mrs. Page. Pray heaven it be not so, that you have
Re-enter Ford, Page, Caius, and Sir Hugh Evans. such a man here; but'tis most certain your husband's
Ford. I cannot find him : may be the knave bragcoming, with half Windsor at his heels, to search ged of that he could not compass. for such a oire. I come before to tell you: if you
Mrs. Page. Heard you that! know yourself clear, why I am glad of it: but if you
Mrs. Ford. Ay, ay, peace .-You use me well, have a friend here, convey, convey him out. Be not
master Foru, do you? amazed ; call all your senses to you; defend your re
Ford. Ay, I do so. patation, or bid farewell to your good life for ever.
Mrs. Ford. Heaven make you better than your Mrs. Ford. What shall I do? - There is a gentle thoughts ! man, my dear friend ; and I fear not mine own
Ford. Amen. shame, so much as his peril: I had rather than a
Mrs. Page. You do yourself mighty wrong, masthousand pound he were out of the house.
ter Ford. Mrs. Page. For shame, never stand you had rather, Ford. Ay, ay; I must bear it. and you had rather; your husband's here at hand, Eva. If there be any pody in the house, and in bothink you of some conveyance : in the house you the chambers, and in the coffers, and in the presses, cannot bide him, how have you deceived me heaven forgive my sins at the day of judgment ! Look, here is a basket; if be be of any reasonable
Caius. By gar, nor I too; dere is no bodies. stature, he may creep in here ; and throw foul linen
Page. Fie, tie, master Ford ! are you not ashamed ? upon him, as if it were going to bucking : or it is What spirit, what devil suggests this imagination : wbiting-time, send him by your men to Datchet Mead. I would not have your distemper in this kind, for
Mrs. Ford. He's too big to go in there : what shali, the wealth of Windsor Castle. I do?
Ford. "Tis my fault, master Page: I suffer for it,
Eva. You suffer for a pad conscience : your wife Re-enter Falstaff.
is as honest 'omans as I will desires among five Pal. Let me see't! let me see't! O let me see't! thousand, and five hundred too. I'll in, I'll in :-follow your friend's counsel ;--I'll
Caius. By gar, I see 'tis an honest woman. in.
Ford. Well; - I promised you a dinner :-Come, Mrs. Page. What! sir John Falstaff! Are these come, walk in the park: I pray you, pardon me; i your letters, knight?
will hereafter make known to you, why I have Fal. I love thee, and none but thee; help me done this.--Come, wife ;-come, mistrese Pago; I away : let me creep in here ; I'll never
pray you pardon me; pray heartily, pardon me. (He goes into the Bastet ; they cover him Page. Let's go in, gentlemen; bat, trust me, we'll with foul Linen.
mock him. I do invite you to-morrow morning to
my house to breakfast ; after, we'll a birding toge
Enter Page and Mistress Page. ther; I have a fine hawk for the bush: shall it be so 1 Ford. Any thing.
Page. Now, master Slender :-Love him, daughter
Anne.--Eva. If there is one, I shall make two in the why, how now! what does master Fenton here? company.
You wrong me, sir, thus still to haunt my house: Caius. If there be one or two, I shall make-a de i told you, sir, my daughter is dispos'd of. tard.
Fent. Nay, master Page, be not impatient. Eva. In your teeth : for shame.
Mrs. Page. Good master Fenton, come not to my Pord. Pray you go, master Page.
Page. She is no match for you.
[child. Eva. I pray you now, remembrance to-morrow on
Fent. Sir, will you hear me! the lousy knave, mine host.
No, good master Fenton. Caius. Dat is good ; by gar, vit all my heart. Come, master Shallow: come, son Slender; in :
Eva. A lousy knave; to have his gibes and his Knowing my mind, you wrong me, master Fenton. mockeries!
(Exeunt Page, Shalloro, and Slender.
Quick. Speak to mistress Page. SCENE IV. A Room in Page's House. Pent. Good mistress Page, for that I love your Enter Fenton and Mistress Anne Page.
In such a righteous fashion as I do,
Anne. Alas! how then !
Anne. Good mother, do not marry me to yond' fool.
Mrs. Page. I mean it not; I seek you a better hus
Quick. That's my master, master doctor. [band. I seek to heal it only hy bis wealth :
Anne. Alas, I had rather be set quick i'the earth, Besides these, other bars he lays before me, And bowl'd to death with turnips. My riots past, my wild societies;
Mrs. Page. Come, trouble not yourself: good masAnd tells me, 'tis a thing impossible
I will not be your friend, nor enemy [ter Fenton, I should love thee, but as a property.
My daughter will I question how she loves you, Anne. May be, he tells you true.
And as I tind her, so am I affected ; Fent. No, heaven so speed me in my time to come! Till then, farewell, sir:-She mast' needs go in; Albeit, I will confess, thy father's wealth
Her father will be angry. Was the tirst motive that I wood thee, Anne.
[Ereunt Mrs. Page and Anne. Yet, wooing thee, I found thee of more value Fent. Farewell, gentle mistress ; farewell, Nan. Than stamps in gold, or sams in sealed bags;
Quick. This is my doing now ;-Nay, said I, will And 'tis the very riches of thyself That now I aiin at.
you cast away your child on a fool, and a physician ?
Look on, master Fenton :- this is my doing.
Fent. I thank thee; and I pray thee, once to-night Yet seek my father's love : still seek it, sir. Give my sweet Nan this ring : there's for thy pains. If opportunity and humble snit
[Erit. Cannot attain it, why then-Hark you hither.
Quick. Now heaven send thee good fortune ! A [They converse apart. kind heart he hath: a woman world run through Enter Shallow, Slender, and Árs. Quickly. tire and water for such a kind heart. But yet, I Shal. Break their talk, mistress Quickly; my would my master had mistress Anne; or I would kinsman shall speak for himself.
master Slender had her; or, in sooth, I would masSlen. I'll make a shaft or a bolt on't; slid, 'tister Fenton had her; I will do what I can for them but venturing Shal. Be not dismay'd.
all three ; for so I have promised, and I'll be as Slen. No, she shall not dismay me : I care not for Well, I must of another errand 'to sir
good as my word; but speciously for master. Fenton. that, but that I am afeard.
from my two mistresses ; what a beast am I to slack Quick. Hark ye; master Slender would speak a it!
(Exit. word with you. Anne, I come to him.- This is my father's choice.
SCENE V. A Room in the Garter Inn. o, what a world of vile ill-favour'd fanlts
Enter Falstaff and Bardolph. Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year! Fal. Bardolph, I say,
Aside. Bar. Here, sir. Quick. And how does good master Fenton Pray Fal. Go fetch me a quart of sack ; put a toast in't. you, a word with you.
(Exit Bard.) Have I lived to be carried in a basShal, She's coming; to her, coz. boy, thon ket, like a barrow of butcher's offal ; and to be hadst a father !
thrown into the Thames 1. Well; if I be served Slen. I had a father, mistress Anne ;-my unele sach another trick, I'll have my brains ta'en out, can tell you good jests of him :--Pray you, uncle, and batter'd, and give them to a dog for a new tell mistress Anne the jest, how my father stole two year's gift. The rogues slighted me into the river geese out of a pen, good uncle.
with a little remorse as they would have drown'da Shal. Mistress Anne, my cousin loves you. bitch's blind pappies, fifteen i'the litter : and you
Slen. Ay, that I do, as well as I love any woman may know by my size, ibat I have a kind of alacrity in Glocestershire.
in sinking; if the bottom were as deep as hell, I Shal. He will maintain you like a gentlewoman. should down. I had been drowned, but that the
Slen. Ay, that I will come out and long-tuil, shore was shelvy and shallow ; a death that I abhor; ander the degree of a squire.
for the water swells a man; and what a thing should Shal. He will make you a hundred and fifty I have been, when I had been swelled! I should pounds jointure.
have been a mountain of mummy. Anne. Good master Shallow, let him woo for him
Re-enter Bardolph, roith the Wine. self.
Bard. Here's mistress Quickly, sir, to speak with Shal. Marry, I thank you for it, I thank you for
you. that good comfort. She calls you, coz: I'll leave you.
Fal. Come, let me pour in some sack to the Anne. Now, master Slender.
Thames water; for my belly's as cold as if I had Slen. Now, good mistress Anne.
swallowed snow-balls for pills to cool the reins. Anne. What is your will !
Call her in. Slen. My will I od's heartlings, that's a pretty
Bard. Come in, woman. jest, indeed! I ne'er made my will yet, I thank heaven; I am not such a sickly creature, I give
Enter Mrs. Quickly. heaven praise.
Quick. By your leave; I cry your merey: give Anne. I mean, master Slender, what would you your worship good morrow. with me?
Fal. Take away these chalices : go brew me a Slen. Truly, for mine own part, I would little or pottle of sack finely. nothing with you : your father, and my uncle, have Bar. With eggs, sir? made motions: if it be my luck, so : if not, happy Fal. Simple of itself: I'll no pallet-sperm in my man be his dole! They can tell you how things go, brewage.-- Exit Bardolph]-How now ! better than I can: you may ask your father; here Quick. Marry, sir, I come to your worsbip from he oomes.