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Jetter is to desire and require her to solicit , with such a greedy intention, that the appetite your master's desires to mistress Anne Page : 1 of ber eye did seem to scorch me up like a I pray you, be gone; I will make an end of my burning glass ! Here's another letter to ber : dinner; there's pippius and cheese to come. she bears the purse too; she is a region in
(Ereunt. Guiana, all gold and bounty. I will be cbeater
to them both, and they shall be exchequers to SCENE III.- A Room in the Garter Inn. me; they shall be my East and West Indies, Enter FALSTAFF, HOST, BARDOLPH, NYM,
and I will trade to them both. Go, bear thou
this letter to mistress Page : and thou this to PISTOL, and ROBIN.
mistress Ford : we will thrive, lads, we will Fal. Mine host of the Garter,
thrive. Host. What says, my bully-rook? Speak Pist. Shall I Sir Pandarus of Troy become, scholarly, and wisely.
And by my side wear steel? then, Lucifer take Fal. Truly, mine host, I must turn away some
all ! of my followers.
Nym. I will run no base humour ; here, take Host. Discard bully Hercules ; cashier : let the hurnour letter ; I will keep the 'haviour of them wag ; trot, trot.
repntation, Fal. I sit at ten pounds a week.
Fal. Hold, sirrah, [To ROB.) bear you these Host. Thou'rt an emperor, Cæsar, Keisar,
letters tightly ;t and Pheezar, I will entertain Bardolpb ; be sail like my pinnace to tbese golden shores.shall draw, be sball tap : said I well, Bully Rogues. bence avaunt! vanish like hail-stones, Hector?
(pack ! Fat. Do so, good mine host,
Trudge, plod, away, o' the hoof; seek shelter Host. I have spoke ; let him follow: Let me to
Let me Falstaff will learn the humour of this age, see thee froth, and line : Taun at a word ; fol- French thrift. you rogues: myself, and skirted low.
(Erit Host. Fal. Bardolph, follow him ; a tapster is a
page. (Ereunt FALSTAFF and ROBIN.
Pist. Let vultures gripe thy guts! for gourd good trade : An old cloak makes a new jerkin;
and fullam i bolds, a withered servingman, a fresh tapster ; Go ; And high and low beguile the rich and poor : adieu.
Tester I'll bave in poucb, when thou shalt lack, Bard. It is a life that I have desiredI will
Base Phrygian Turki thrive. Pist. O base Gongarian
Nym. I have operations in my bead, which
wight! wilt thou be humours of revenge. the spigot wield ?
Pist. Wilt thou revenge Nym. He was gotten in drink : Is not the
Nym. By welkin, and her star! humour conceited ? His mind is not heroic, and
Pist. Witb wit, or steel? there's the humour of it.
Num. With both the humours, 1: Fal. I am glad I am so acquit of this tinder
der. I will discuss the humour of this love to Page, box : his thefts were too open : bis filcbing was
ng was Pist. And I to Ford shall eke unfold, like an unskilful singer, he kept not time.
How Falstaff, varlet vile, Nym. The good humour is, to steal at a mi
His dove will prove, his gold will hold, nute's rest.
And his soft couch defle. Pist. Convey, the wise it call : Steal I fob; a
| Nym. My humour shall not cool : I will infco t for the phrase !
cense | Page to deal with poison; I will possess Fal. Well, Sirs, I am almost out at beels.
him with yellowness, for the revolt of mien Pist. Why then let kibes ensue.
is dangerous: that is my true humour. Fal. There is no remedy ; I must coney-catch;
il Pist. Thou art the Mars of malcontents : 1 I must shift. Pist. Young ravens must have food.
second thee ; troop on.
(Exeunt. Fal. Which of you know Ford of this town?
SCENE IV.-A Room in Dr. Caius's House. Pist. I key the wight; he is of substance good.
Enter Mrs. QUICKLY, SIMPLE, and RUGBY. Fal. My honest Jads, I will tell you what I
1 Quick. What; Job Rugby II pray thee am about.
go to the casement, and see if you can see my Pist. Two yards, and more.
master, master Doctor Caius, coming : if he do Fal. No quips now, Pistol ; indeed I am in
i'faith, and find any body in the house, here will the waist two yards about : bot I am now about
be an old abusing of God's patience and the no waste : I am about thrift. Briefly, I do mean
king's English. to make love to Ford's wife ; 1 spy entertain
Řug. l'il go watch.
[Erit RUGBY. ment in her; she discourses, she carves, she
Quick. Go ; and we'll have a posset for't soon gives the leer of invitation : I can construe the
at night, in faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal action of her familiar style ; and the hardest
fire. An honest, willing, kind fellow, as ever voice of her bebaviour, to be English'd rightly,
servants shall come in house witbal; and I is, I am Sir John Falstaff's.
warrant you, no tell-tale, nor no breed-bate :** Pist. He hath studied her well, and translated
his worst fault is, that he is given to prayer; he her well ; out of honesty into English.
is something peevish tt that way : but nobody but Nym. The anc bor is deep : will tbat humour
bas his fault but let that pass. Peter Simple, pass 3
you say your name is ? Fal. Now, the report goes, she has all the
Sim. Ay, for fault of a better. rule of her husband's purse ; she bath legions of
Quick. And master Slender's your master ? angels. I Pist.' As many devils entertaio ; and, To her,
Sim. Ay, forsooth.
Quick. Does he not wear a great round beard, boy, say I.
like a glover's paring knife ? Num. The humour rises: it is good : humour !
Sim. No, forsooth; he hath but a little wee me the angels.
face, with a little yellow beard ; a Cain-coloured Fal. I have writ me here a letter to her : and
beard. It bere another to Page's wife; who even now
Quick. A softly-sprighted man, is he not? gavelne good eyes too, examin'd my parts with
Sim. Ay, forsooth : but he is as tall gj a man most judicious eyliads : sometimes the beam of her view gilded my foot, sometimes my portly belly.
• Eichentour, an officer in the Exchequer. Pist. Then did the sun on dung-bill shine.
6 Sixpence I'll have in pocket. Nym. I thank thee for that bumour.
Jealousy. Fal. Oh! she did so course o'er mv exteriors
It in the old tapestries, Caio and Judas were repre • For Hun arian. Fig. 1 Gold coio. I sented with yeilow beards.
Aside. By cars ir Rughy, come in
of his hands, as any is between this and bis brew, bake, scour, dress meat and drink, make head; he hath fought with a warrener.
the beds, and do all myself: Quick. How say you ?-Oh! I should remem1 Sim. 'Tis a great charge, to come under one ber bim! Does he not hold up his head, as it body's band. were ? and strut in his gait ?
Quick. Are you advis'd o' that you shall find Sim. Yes, indeed, does he.
it a great charge : and to be up early, and down Quick. Well, heaven send Anne Page no worse late ;--but notwithstanding, (to tell you in your fortune! Tell master parson Evans, I will do ear; I would have no words of it ;) my master what an for your master: Anne is a good girl, himself is in love with mistress Anne Page : but and I wish
notwithstanding that I know Anne's mind,
that's neither bere nor there. Re-enter RUGBY.
Caius. You jack'nape; give-a dis letter to
Sir Hugh; by gar, it is a shallenge : I vill cut Rug. Out, alas ! here comes my master. his throat in de park; and I vill teach a scurvy
Quick. We shall all be sbent : + Run in bere. I jack a nape priest to meddle or make :--you good young man ; go into this closet. (Shuts may be gone; it is not good you tarry bere :SIMPLE in the closet.) He will not stay long.-by gar, I will cut all his two stones ; by gar, be What, John Rugby ! John, what, John, I say ! shall not have a stone to trow at his dog. -Go, Joba, go inquire for my master; I doubt
(Erit SIMPLE. be be not well, that he comes not bome :-and
Quick. Alas, he speaks but for his friend. down, down, adown-a, &c.
Caius. It is no matter-a for dat :-do not you
tell-a me dat I shall have Anne Page for myEnter Doctor CAIUS.
self ?-by gar, I vill kill de Jack priest ; and I Caius. Vat is you sing? I do not like dese
have appointed mine host of de Jarterre to toys; Pray you, go and vetch me in my closet measure out weapon :- by gar, I vill myself have un boitier verd: a box, a green-a box ; Do in
Anne Page.' tend vat I speak 1 a green-a box.
Quick. Sir, the maid loves yon, and all shall Quick. Ay, forsooth. P'Il fetcb it yon. I am be well : we must give folks leave to prate : glad be went not in himself; if he had found Wbat the goujere! the young man, he would have been born-mad. Caius. Rugby, come to the court vit me ;
Aside. By gar, if I have not Anne Page, I shall turn · Caius. Pe. re. fefel ma foi, il fait fort I your bead out of my door: - Follow my beels. chaud. Je m'en vais a la Cour,-la grand
(Éreunt Carus and RUGBY. affaire,
Quick. You shall have An fools-head of your Quick. Is it this, Sir ?
own. No, I know Anne's mind for tbat: neve Cains. Outy; mette le au mon pocket; De.
a woman in Windsor knows more of Ange's peche, quickly :-Vere is dat knave, Rugby
mind than I do ; nor can do more than I do Quick. What, John Rugby 1 John ?
with her, I thank heaven. Rug. Here, Sir.
Fent. (With in.) Who's within there, ho ? " Cains, You are John Rugby, and you are
Quick. Who's there, I trow ? Come near the Jack Rugby : Come, take-a your rapier, and I bouse, pray you. come after my heel to de court. Rug. 'Tis ready, Sir, here in the porch.
Enter Fenton. Caius. By my trot, I tarry too long :-od's me ! Qu'a y j'oublie ? dere is some simples in my. Fent. How now, good woman; how dost closet, dat I vill not for the varld I shall leave thou? bebind.
Quick. The better, that it pleases your good Quick. Ah ! me! he'll find the young man worship to ask. there, and be mad.
Fent. What news? how does pretty mistress . Caius. O diable ! diable ! vat is in my Anne ? closet 1-Villanyt larron! (Pulling SIMPLE | Quick. In truth, Sir, and she is pretty, and out.] Rugby, my rapier.
honest, and gentle; and one that is your friend, Quick. Good master, be content.
I can tell you that by the way; I praise heaven Caius. Verefore shall I be content.a !
for it. Quick. The young man is an honest man.
Fent. Shall I do any good, thinkest thou ? Caius. Vat shall de honest man do in my Shall I not lose my suit ? closet i dere is no honest man dat shall come in Quick. Troth, Sir, all is in his hands above : my closet.
but notwithstanding, master Fenton, I'll be Quick. I beseech you, be not so flegmatic : sworn on a book sbe loves you :-Have not hear the truth of it: He came of an errand to your worship a wart about your eye? me from parson Hugh.
Fent. Yes, marry, have 1; wbat of that? Caius. Vell.
Quick. Well, thereby bangs a tail ;--good Sim. Ay, forsooth, to desire her to
faith, it is such another Nan :-but, I detest, Quick. Peace, I pray you.
an honest maid as ever broke bread :-We bad Caius. Peace-a your tongue :-Speak-a your
an hour's talk of that wart :--I shall never laugh tale.
but in that maid's company 1-But, indeed she Sim. To desire this bonest gentlewoman, your is given too much to allicholly and musing : maid, to speak a good word to mistress Anne But for you-Well, go to. Page for my master, in the way of marriage. | Fent. Well, I shall see her to-day: Hold,
Quick. This is all, indeed, la ; but I'll ne'er there's money for thee ; let me bave thy voice but my finger in the fire, and need not.
in my behalf: if thou seest ber before me, comCaius. Sir Hugh send a you l-Rugby, baillex mend meme some paper :- Tarry you a little a while. Quick. Will I ? i'faith, that we will : and I
[Writes. I will tell your worsbip more of the wart, the Quick. I am glad he is so quiet: if he bad next time we have confidence; and of vther been thoroughly moved, you sbould have heard wooers. him so loud, and so melancholy :-But notwith. Fent. Well, farewell ; I am in great haste standing, man, I'll do your master what good now.
(Erit. can : and the very yea and the no is, the French Quick. Farewell to your worship.-Truly, an Doctor, my master, 1 may call him my master bonest gentleman ; but Anne loves bim not ; for ook you for I keep his house ; and I wash, wring: I know Anne's mind as well as another does :
ut upon't! what have I forgot ?
• The keeper of a warren. 1 Scolded, reprimanded,
• Morbus Gallicus.
+ She means, I pretest, 1 Melancholy.
comfort in this mystery of ill opinions, here's
the twin brother of thy letter : but let thine inSCENE 1.-Before Page's House. herit first; for, I protest, mine never shall. I
warrant, he hath a thousand of these letters, Enter Mistress Page, with a letter.
writ with blank space for different names, (sure Mrs. Page. Wball have l'scaped love-letters more,) and these are of the second edition : He in the holy-day time of my beauty, and am I will print them out of doubt: for be cares not now a subject for them ? Let me see : [Reads. wbat he puts into the press, wben be would put · Ask me no reason why I love you; for
us two. I had rather be a giantess, and lie under
mount Pelion. Well, I will find you twenty though love use reason for his precisian, he
lascivious turtles, ere one chaste man. admits him not for his counsellor : You are
Mrs. Ford, Why, this is the very same; the not young, no more am I; go to then, there's
very hand, the very words: What doth be think sympathy : you are merry, so am I; Ha! ha! |
of us then there's more sympathy : you love sack, and so do I; Would you desire better sympa.
Mrs. Page. Nay, I know not: It makes me thy? Let it suffice thee, mistress Page, (at the
almost ready to wrangle with mine own honesty.
I'll entertain myself like one that I am not acleast if the love of a soldier can suffice,) that I love thee. I will not say, pity me, 'tis not
quainted witbal; for, sure, unless be know some
strain in me that I know not myself, he would a soldier-like phrase ; but I say, love me. By
never have boarded me in this fury. me,
Mrs. Ford. Boarding, call you it? I'll be Thine own true knight,
sure to keep him above deck By day or night,
Mrs. Page. So will I; if he come under my Or any kind of light,
batches, I'll never to sea again. Let's be reWith all his might,
venged on him : let's appoint bim a meeting ; For thee to fight,
give him a show of comfort in bis suit; and
'John Falstaff. lead him on with a fine baited delay, till he What a Herod of Jewry is this 10 wicked,
bath pawn'd bis horses to mine Host of the wicked, world l-one tbat is well nigh worn to
Mrs. Ford. Nay, I will consent to act any pieces with age, to show himself a young gallant! What an unweighed behaviour bath this Fle
villany against him, that may not sully the mish drunkard picked (with the devil's name)
chariness of our honesty. Oh! that my hus.
band saw this letter ! it would give eternal food out of my conversation, that he dares in this
to his jealousy. manner assay me? Why, be hath not been thrice in my company 1- What should I say to him 1
Mrs. Page. Why, look, where he comes ; and I was then frogal of my mirth :-heaven forgive
my good man too: he's as far from jealousy, as me!Why, I'll exhibit a bill in the parliament
I am from giving him cause ; and that, I hope, for the putting down of men. How sball I be
is an unmeasurable distance. revenged on bim ? for revenged I will be, as
Mrs. Ford. You are the happier woman. sure as his guts are made of puddings.
Mrs. Page. Let's consult together against this
greasy knight : Come bither [They retire. Enter Mistress Ford.
Enter FORD, PISTOL, PAGB, and Nym. Mrs. Ford. Mistress Page ! trust me, I was going to your house.
Ford. Well, I hope, it be not so. Mrs. Page. And, trust me, I was coming to
Pist. Hope is a curtail + dog in some affairs : you. You look very ill.
Sir John affects thy wife. Mrs. Ford. Nay. I'll ne'er believe that : il Ford. Wby, sir, my wife is not young. have to show to the contrary.
Pist. He wooes both high and low, both rich · Mrs. Page. 'Faith, but you do, in my mind.
and poor, Mrs. Ford. Well, I do then ; yet, I say, I
Both young and old, one with auother, Ford ; could show you to the contrary : o mistress He loves thy gally-mawfry ; Ford, perpend. 9 Page, give me some counsel !
Ford, Love my wife? Mrs. Page. Wbat's the matter, woman?
Pist. With liver burning hot : Prevent, or go Mrs. Ford. O woman, if it were not for one
thou, trifing respect, I could come to such honour!
Like Sir Actæon be, with Ringwood at thy heels : Mrs. Page. Hang the trifle, woman; take the
Ohl odious is the name ! honour : What is it i- dispense with trifles ;
Ford. What name, Sir ? wbat is it?
Pist. Tbe horn, I say : Farewell. Mrs. Ford. If I would but go to hell for an Take heed, ere summer comes, or cuckoo-birds eternal moment, or so, I could be kpighted.
do sing. Mrs. Page. What-thon liest!-Sir Alice
Away, Sir corporal Nym.Ford --'These knights will hack; and SO
Believe it, Page; he speaks sense. thou shouldst not alter the article of thy gentry.
[Erit PISTOL. Mrs. Ford. We burn day-light:-here, read,
Ford. I will be patient; I will find out this. read : perceive how I might be knighted.-I
Nym. And this is true. ITO PAGE.) I like not sball tbiok the worse of fat men. as long as the bumour of lying. He hath wronged me in bave an eye to make difference of men's Biking some humours ; I should have borne the bu. And yet he would not swear; praised women's
moured letter to her : but I have a sword, and modesty : and gave such orderly and well-be
it shall bite upon my necessity. He loves your haved reproof to all uncomeliness, that I would wire ; there's the short and the long. My bave sworn his disposition would have gone to lis corporal Nym; I speak, and I avouch. "Tis the truth of bis words : but they do no more true :my name is Nym,
true ;-my name is Nym, and Falstaff loves your adhere and keen place together than ihe hnn. I wife.-Adieu! I love not the humour of bread dredth Psalm to the tune of Green sleeves. and cheese ; and there's the humour of it. Adieu. What tempest, I trow, threw this whale, with so
Exit NYM. many tuns of oil in his belly, ashore at Windsor
Page. The humour of it, quoth 'al bere's a How shall I be revenged on him ? I think there
fellow frigbts humour out of its wits. best way were to entertain him with hope, till
Ford. I will seek out Falstaff. the wicked fire of lust have melted him in his
Page. I never heard such a drawling affecting own grease.-Did you ever hear the like?
rogue. Mrs. Page. Letter for letter ; but that the
Ford. If I do find it, well. Dame of Page and Ford differs !--To thy great
+ A dog that misses his game. . Most probably Shakspeare wrote physician.
I A medley.
Page. I will not believe such a Cataian, and tell him, my name is Brook; only for a though the priest o' the towu commended him for jest, a true man.
Host. My band, bully : tbou sbalt have egress Ford. 'Twas a good sensible fellow : Well. and regress ; said I well ? and thy name sball Page. How now, Meg?
be Brook : It is a merry knight.Will you go on, Mrs. Page. Whither go you, George ? -Hark bearts? yoll.
Shal. Have with you, mine host. Mrs. Ford. How now, sweet Frank ? why art Page. I bave heard, the Frenchman hath good thou melancholy ?
skill in bis rapier. Ford. I melancholy ! I am not melancholy.-- Shal, Tut, Sir, I could have told yon more : Get you home, go.
In these times you stand on distance, your Mrs. Ford. 'Faith, thou bast some crotchets passess, stoccadoes, and I know not what : 'tis iu thy head now.--Will you go, mistress Page ? the beart, master Page ; 'lis here, 'tis here. I
Mrs. Page. Have with you.-You'll come to have seen the time, with my long sword, 1 dinner, George-Look, who comes yonder : she would have made you four tall fellows skip like shall be our messenger to this paltry knight. rats. (A side to Mrs. FORD. Host. Here, boys, here, here I shall we wag ?
Page. Have with you :- 1 bad rather bear Enter Mistress QUICKLY.
them scold than fight. Mrs. Ford. Trust me, I thought on her : she'll
[Ereunt Host, SHALLOW, and PAGE fit it.
Ford. Though Page be a secure fool, and Mrs. Puge. You are come to see my daughter stands so firmly on his wife's frailty, yet I can. Anne ?
not put off my opinion so easily : She was is Quick. Ay, forsooth ; And, I pray, how does bis company at Page's house ; and what they good mistress Anne ?
made there I know not. Well, I will look Mrs. Page. Go in with us, and see; we have further into't: and I have a disguise to sound an hour's talk with you.
Falstaff: If I find her honest, I lose not my (Ereunt Mrs. PAGE, Mrs. Ford, and Mrs. labour ; jf she be otherwise, 'lis labour well QUICKLY. bestowed.
(Erit. Page. How, now, master Ford ?
Ford. You heard what this knave told me; SCENE II.-A Room in the Garter Inn. did you not?
Enter FALSTAFF and PISTOL. Page. Yes; and you heard what the other told me
Fal, i will not lend thee a peuny. Ford. Do you think there is truth in them?
Pist, Why, then the world's mine oyster, Page. Hang 'em, slaves! I do not think the which I with sword + will open. knigbt would offer it: but these that accuse bim | I will retort the sum in equipage. I
n his intent towards our wives, are a yoke of Fal. Not a penny. I have been content, Sir, his discarded men ; very rogues, now they be you should lay my countenance to paw : I have out of service.
grated upon my good friends for three reprieves Ford. Were they his men ?
for you and your coach-fellow 5 Nym; or else Page. Marry, were they.
you bad looked through the grate like a geminy Ford. I like it never the better for that. of baboons. I am damned in hell, for swearing Does he lie at the Garter.
to gentlemen my friends, yoa were good soldiers Pace. Ay, marry, does he. If he should in- and tall fellows: and when mistress Bridget los tend this voyage towards my wife, I would turn the handle of her fan, I took't wpon mine honour, her loose to bim : and what he gets more of her thon badst it not. than sharp words, let it lie on my head.
Pist. Didst thou not sbare ? hadst thou not Pord. I do not misdoubt my wife; but I would
fifteen pence : be loath to turn them together : A man may be Fal. Reason, you rogue reason : Think'st too confident: I would have nothing lie on my thou I'll endanger my soul gratis? At a word, head: I cannot be thus satisfied.
bang no more about me, I am no gibbet for Page. Look, where my ranting host of the crue Garter comes : there is either liquor in his pate, your manor of Pick't-batch, ' here is either liquor in his nate.
you :-go.-A short knife and a throng ; 1-to 1 4 . DI
go.-You'll not or money in his purse, when he looks so mer-bear a letter for me, you rogue ! - you stand rily.-How now, mine host ?
upon your bonour I-Why, thou unconfinable Enter Host and SHALLOW.
baseness, it is as much as I can do, to keep the
terms of mine honour precise. I, I, I myself Host. How now, bully-rook 1 thou'rt a gentle sometimes, leaving the fear of heaven on the
left band, and biding mine honour in my neShal. I follow, mine host, I follow.-Good cessity. am fain to shuffle, to hedge, and to even, and twenty, good master Page ! Master lurch; and yet you, rogue, will ensconce ** your Page, will you go with us? we have sport in
nave sport in rags, your cat-a-mountain looks, your redband.
lattice ++ phrases, and your bold-beating oaths, Host. Tell him, cavalero.justice ; tell bim under the shelter of your honour ! You will not bully-rook.
do it, you? Shal. Sir, there is a fray to be fought between Pist. I do relent: What would'st thou more Sir Hugh the Welsh priest, and Caius the French of man? doctor. Ford. Good mine host o' the Garter, a word
Enter ROBIN. with you.
Rob. Sir, here's a woman would speak with Host. What say'st thou, bully-rook?
(They go aside. Fal. Let her approach. Shal. Will you sto PAGE) go with us to behold it? my merry host bath bad the measuring
Enter Mistress QUICKLY. of their weapons; and, I think, he bath appoint.
Quick. Give your worship good-morrow. ed them contrary places : for, believe me, I bear the parson is no jester. Hark, I will tell you what our sport sball be.
+ There was an old proverb, signifying that the mayor Host. Hast thou no suit against my knight, l or Northa
hy of Northampton, on account of the distance of that town my guest-cavalier ?
from the sca, was ubliged to open oysters at the sword's Ford. None, I protest : but I'll give you a length from his nose. pottle of burnt sack to give me recourse to him,
Pay you again in stolen goods.
Pickt-hatch was in Clerkenwell. • The Chinese, or sbarpers, were called Catalans.
Host. How.miustice, i say:at. I follow. Goter lurch; and yecat-a-mountain bola beati
Fal. Good-morrow, good wife.
Quick. 'Tbat were a jest, indeed 1-they have Quick, Not so, an't please your worship. not so little grace, I hope ;-that were a trick, Fal. Good maid, theu.
indeed! But mistress Page would desire you Quick. I'll be sworn; as my mother way, the i to send her your little page of all loves ; . her first hour I was born.
husband has a marvellous infection to the little Pal. I do believe the swearer : What with page : and, traly, master Page is an honest man. me 1
never a wife in Windsor leads a better life than Quick, Shall I vouchsafe your worship a word sbe does; do what she will, say what she will, or two?
| take all, pay all, go to bed when she list, rise Fal. Two thousand, fair woman; and I'll when she list, ali is as she will; and, truly, vouchsafe thee the hearing.
she deserves it: for if there be a kind woman Quick. There is one mistress Ford, Sir:- in Windsor, she is one. You must send her pray, come a little nearer ibis ways:--I myself your page ; no remedy. dwell with master doctor Caius.
Fal. Why, I will. Fal. Well, on : Mistress Ford, you say,
Quick. Nay, but do so then : and, look you, he Quick. Your worship says very true: I pray may come and go between you both; and, in your worship, come a little nearer this ways. any case, have a nay.word,that you may know
Fal. I warrant thee nobody hears .-mine one another's mind, and the boy never need to own people, mine own people.
understand any thing; for 'tis not good that Quick. Are they so I Heaven bless them, and children should know any wickedness: old folks, make them bis servants !
you know, have discretion, as they say, and Fal. Well : mistress Ford :-what of her ? know the world.
Quick. Why, Sir, she's a good creature. Lord, Fal. Fare thee well : commend me to them lord ! your worsbip's a wanton: Well, heaven both : there's my purse; I am yet thy debtor. forgive you, and all of us, I pray !
Boy, go along with this woman.-This news Fal. Mistress Ford ;-come, mistress Ford, distracts me ! (Exeunt QUICKLY and ROBIN.
Quick. Marry, this is the short and the long Pist. This punk is one of Cupid's carriers :of it ; you have brought her into such a cana-Clap on more sails; pursue, up with your fights ; ries, as 'tis wonderful. The best courtier of Give tire ; she is my prize, or ocean whelm them all, when the court lay at Windsor, could
(Erit PISTOL. never have brought her to such a canary. Yet Fal. Say'st thou so, old Jack ! go thy ways; there has been knights, and lords, and gentle-P'll make more of thy old body than I have men, with their coaches: I warrant you, coach done. Will they yet look after thee? Wilt after coach, letter after letter, gift alter gift; thou, after the expense of so much money, be smelling so sweetly, (all musk,) and so rust. now a gainer? Good body, I thank thee : Let ling, I warrant you, in silk and gold; and in them say, 'tis grossly done ; so it be fairly done, such alligant terms; and in such wine and sugar no matter. of the best, and the fairest, that would have won any woman's heart; and, I warrant you, they
Enter BARDOLPH. could never get an eye-wink of her. I had my. Bard. Sir John, there's one master Brook self twenty angels given me this morning : but I below would fain speak with you, and be ac. dery all angels, (in any such sort, as they say,) quainted with you; and hath sent your worship but in the way of honesty and, I warrant you, a morning's draught of sack. they could never get her so much as sip on a Fal. Brook is his name? cup with the proudest of them all : and yet there Bard. Ay, Sir. has been earls, way, which is more, pensioners; Fal. Call him in ; [Exit BAR DOLPH.) Such but, I warrant you, all is one with her.
Brooks are welcome to me, that o'erflow such Fal. But what says she to me? be brief, my liquor. Ah ! ha! mistress Ford and mistress good she Mercury.
Page, have I encompassed you? go to; via! 1 Quick. Marry, she hath received your letter ; for the which she thanks you a thousand times :
Re-enter BardOLPH, with FORD disguised, and she gives you to notify, that her busband Ford. Bless you, Sir. will be absence from his house between ten and Fal. And you, Sir: Would you speak with eleven.
me ? Fal. Ten and eleven?
Ford. I make bold, to press with so little Quick. Ay, forsootb ; and then you may come preparation upon you. and see the picture, she says, tbat you wot+l Fal. You're welcome; What's your will : of ;-master Ford, her husband, will be from Give us leave, drawer. [Erit BARDOLPX. home. Alas! the sweet woman leads an ill Ford. Sir, I am a gentleman that have spent life with him; he's a very jealousy man; she much ; my name is Brook. leads a very frampold I life with him, good Fal. Good master Brook, I desire more acheart.
quaintance of you. Fal. Ten and eleven : Woman, commend me Ford. Good Sir John, I sue for yours : not to to her : I will not fail her.
charge you; for I must let you understand, I Quick. Why, you say well : But I have an think myself in better plight for a lender than other messenger to your worship : Mistress Page you are : the which hath something embolden'd hath ber hearty commendations to you too ;-me to this unseasoned intrusion ; for they say, and let me tell you in your ear, she's as fartuous if money go before, all ways do lie open. a civil modest wife, and one (I tell you) that Fal. Money is a good soldier, Sir, and will on. will not miss your morning nor evening prayer, Ford. Troth, and I have a bag of money here as any is in Windsor, whoe'er be the other : and troubles me: if you will help me to bear it, Sir she bade me tell your worship, that her husband John, take all, or half, for easing me of the is seldom from bome; but, sbe hopes, there will carriage. come a time. I never knew a woman so dote fal. Sir, I know not how I may deserve to upon a man ; surely, I think you have charms, be your porter. la ; yes, in truth.
Ford. I will tell you, Sir, if you will give me Fal. Not I, I assure thee; setting the attrac- the hearing tion of my good parts aside, I bave no other Fal. Speak, good master Brook; I shall be charms
glad to be your servant. Quick. Blessing on your beart for't!
Ford. Sir, I hear you are a scholar,-1 will Fai. But, I pray thee, tell me this: has Ford's be brief with you ;--and you have been a man wife, and Page's wife, acquainted each other how long known to me, though I bad never so good they love me? • A mistake of Mrs. Quickly's for quandaries.
• By all meaus. + Know.
Fretful, peevish. I t A watch word. ' A cant phrase of exultation.