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you not?

[Erit Nym. rook.

Ford. You heard what this knave told me


did Enter FORD, Pistol, Page, and Nym. Ford. Well, I hope it be not so.

Page. Yes; and you heard what the other told me Pist. Hope is a curtail 8 dog in some affairs :

Ford. Do you think there is truth in them ? Sir John affects thy wife.

Page. Hang 'em, slaves! I do not think the knight Ford. Why, sir, my wife is not young.

would offer it: but these that accuse him in his Pist. He wooes both high and low, both rich and intent towards our wives, are a yoke of his discarded poor,

men; very rogues, now they be out of service. Both young and old, one with another, Ford;

Ford. Were they his men ? He lotes thy gally-mawfryo; Ford, perpend. I

Page. Marry, were they.

Ford. I like it never the better for that. Does Ford. Love my wife ? Pist. With liver burning hot: Prevent, or go

he lie at the Garter ?

thou Like sir Actæon he, with Ring-wood at thy heels :

Page. Ay, marry, does he. If he should intend this

voyage towards 0, odious is the name !


wife, I would turn her loose Ford. What name, sir ?

to him; and what he gets more of her than sharp Pist. The horn, I say: Farewell.

words, let it lie on my head. Take heed; have open eye; for thieves do foot by be loth to turn them together: A man may be too

Ford. I do not misdoubt my wife; but I would night: Take heed, ere summer comes, or cuckoo-birds do confident: I would have nothing lie on my head : sing:

I cannot be thus satisfied. Away, sir corporal Nym.

Page. Look, where my ranting host of the Garter Believe it, Page; he speaks sense. [Exit Pistol.

comes: there is either liquor in his pate, or money Ford. I will be patient; I will find out this.

in his purse, when he looks so merrily. - How how, Nym. And this is true. [To Page.]

like not

mine host? the humour of lying. He hath wronged me in some

Enter Host and SHALLOW. humours; I should have borne the humoured letter to her : but I have a sword, and it shall bite upon

Host. How now, bully-rook ? thou'rt a gentlemy necessity. He loves your wife; there's the man : cavalero-justice, I say. short and the long. My name is corporal Nym; and twenty, good master Page! Master Page, will

Shal. I follow, mine host, I follow. — Good even I speak, and I avouch. 'Tis true : Nym, and Falstaff loves your wife. — Adieu! I love you go with us? we have sport in hand. not the humour of bread and cheese ; and there's the Host. Tell him, cavalero-justice; tell him, bullyhumour of it. Adieu. Page. The humour of it, quoth 'a ! here's a fellow

Shal. Sir, there is a fray to be fought, between sir frights humour out of his wits.

Hugh the Welsh priest, and Caius the French doctor. Ford. I will seek out Falstaff.

Ford. Good mine host of the Garter, a word with Page. I never heard such a drawling, affecting you.

Host. What say'st thou, bully-rook ? rogue. Ford. If I do find it, well.

[They go aside. Page. I will not believe such a Cataian”, tho' the Shal. Will you (to Page] go with us to behold priest o'the town commended him for a true man.

it ? my merry host hath had the measuring of their Ford. 'Twas a good sensible fellow : Well. weapons; and, I think, he hath appointed them Page. How now, Meg?

contrary places : for, believe me, I hear, the parson Mrs. Page. Whither go you, George ?— Hark you. is no jester. Hark, I will tell you what our sport

Mrs. Ford. How now, sweet Frank? why art ihou shall be. melancholy?

Host. Hast thou no suit against my knight, my Ford. I melancholy! I am not melancholy.

guest-cavalier ? Get you home, go.

Ford. None, I protest : but I'll give you a pottle Mrs. Ford. Thou hast some crotchets in thy head of burnt sack to give me recourse to him, and tell Will you go, mistress Page ?

him, my name is Brook ; only for a jest. Mrs. Page. Have with you.

You'll come to

Host. My hand, bully: thou shalt have egress dinner, George? Look, who comes yonder : she and regress; said I well ? and thy name shall be shall be our messenger to this paltry knight.

Brook : It is a merry night. Will you go on, [Aside to Mrs. Ford. hearts?

Shal. Have with you, mine host.
Enter Mistress QUICKLY.

Page. I have heard the Frenchman hath good

skill in his rapier. Mrs. Ford. Trust me, I thought on her: she'll

Shal. Tut, sir, I could have told you more! In fit it. Mrs. Page. You are come to see my daughter stoccadoes, and I know not what: 'tis the heart,

these times you stand on distance, your passes, Anne?

I have seen the

master Page ; 'tis here, 'tis here. Quick. Ay, forsooth; and, I pray, how does good time, with my long sword, I would have made you mistress Anne? Mrs. Page. Go in with us, and see; we have an

four tall fellows skip like rats. hour's talk with you.

Host. Here, boys, here, here! shall we wag? [Ereunt Mrs. Page, Mrs. Forn, and

Page. Have with you :- I had rather hear thera Mrs. Quickly.

scold than fight. Page. How now, master Ford ?

[Exeunt Host, Shallow, and Page.

Ford. Though Page be a secure fool, and stands # A dog that misses his game.

so firmly on his wife's frailty, yet I cannot put off 2 A lying sharper my opinion so easily: she was in his company at


9 A medley.

I Consider.

Page's house ; and, what they made there, I know Quick. Why, sir, she's a good creature ; but not. Well, I will look further into't: and I have your worship's a wanton : Well, heaven forgive a disguise to sound Falstaff: If I find her honest, I you, and all of us, I pray! lose not my labour; if she be otherwise, 'tis labour Fal. Mistress Ford ; — come, mistress Ford, — well bestowed.

[Erit. Quick. Marry, this is the short and the long of

it; you have brought her into such a canaries, as SCENE II. A Room in the Garter Inn. 'tis wonderful. The best courtier of them all, Enter FALSTAFF and Pistol.

when the court lay at Windsor, could never have Fal. I will not lend thee a penny.

brought her to such a canary.

Yet there has been

knights, and lords, and gentlemen, with their Pist. Why then the world's mine oyster,

coaches ; I warrant you, coach after coach, letter Which I with sword will open.

after letter, gift after gift; smelling so sweetly I will retort the sum in equipage. 3

(all musk), and so rushling, I warrant you, in silk Fal. Not a penny. I have been content, sir, you and gold; and in such alligant terms; and in such should lay my countenance to pawn; I have grated wine and sugar of the best and the fairest, that would upon my good friends for three reprieves for you have won any woman's heart; and, I warrant you, and your coach-fellow + Nym; or else you had they could never get an eye-wink of her. – I had looked through the grate like a geminy of baboons. myself twenty angels given me this morning: but I am disgraced for swearing to gentlemen my friends, I defy all angels, in any such sort, as they say,) you were good soldiers, and tall fellows: and when but in the way of honesty': — and, I warrant you, mistress Bridget lost the handle of her fan, I took't they could never get her so much as sip on a cup upon mine honour, thou hadst it not.

with the proudest of them all; and yet there has Pist. Didst thou not share? hadst thou not been earls, nay, which is more, pensioners; but, I fifteen pence?

warrant you, all is one with her. Fal. Reason, you rogue, reason : Think'st thou,

Fal. But what says slic to ine? be brief, my I'll endanger my soul gratis ? At a word, hang no good she-Mercury. more about me, I am no gibbet for you: - go. - Quick. Marry, she hath received your letter; for A short knife and a throng 5: - to your manor of Pickt-hatch“, go.

the which she thanks you a thousand times; and You'll not bear a letter for she gives you to notify, that her husband will be me, you rogue ! - you stand upon your honour!

absence from his house between ten and eleven. Why, thou unconfinable baseness, it is as much

Fal. Ten and eleven? as I can do, to keep the terms of my honour pre

Quick. Ay, forsooth; and then you may come cise. I, I, I myself sometimes, leaving the fear of and see the picture, she says that you wot' of ; heaven on the left hand, and hiding mine honour in

master Ford, her husband, will be from home. my necessity, am fain to shuffle, to hedge, and to Alas! the sweet woman leads an ill life with him ; lurch; and yet you, rogue, will ensconce 7 your he's a very jealousy man ; she leads a very framrags, your cat-a-mountain looks, your red-lattice 8

pold 2 life with him, good heart. phrases, and your bold-beating oaths, under the Fal. Ten and eleven : Woman, commend me to shelter of your honour! You will not do it, you ?

her; I will not fail her. Pist. I do relent: what would'st thou more of man?

Quick. Why, you say well : But I have another Enter ROBIN.

messenger to your worship : Mistress Page hath ber Rob. Sir, here's a woman would spcak with you. tell you in your ear, she's as fartuous a civil modest

hearty commendations to you too; - and let me Fal. Let her approach.

wife, and one (I tell you) that will not miss your Enter Mrs. QUICKLY.

morning nor evening prayer, as any is in Windsor, Quick. Give your worship good-morrow.

whoe'er be the other : and she bade me tell your Fal. Good-morrow, good wife.

worship, that her husband is seldom from home; Quick. Not so, an't please your worship.

but, she hopes, there will come a time. I never Fal. Good maid, then,

knew a woman so dote upon a man; surely, I think Quick. I'll be sworn; as my mother was, the you have charms, la; yes, in truth. first hour I was born.

Fal. Not I, I assure thee; setting the attraction Fal. I do believe the swearer : What with me? of my good parts aside, I have no other charms. Quick. Shall I vouchsafe your worshipa wordortwo? Quick. Blessing on your heart for't!

Fal. Two thousand, fair woman; and I'll vouch- Fal. But, I pray thee, tell me this : has Ford's safe thee the hearing.

wife, and Page's wife, acquainted each other how Quick. There is one mistress Ford, sir;- I pray, they love me? come a little nearer this ways; - I myself dwell Quick. That were a jest, indeed! — they have with master doctor Caius.

not so little grace, I hope : — that were a trick, Fal. Well, on : Mistress Ford you say,

indeed! But mistress Page would desire you to Quick. Your worship says very true: I pray your send her your little Page, of all loves 3; her husband worship, come a little nearer this ways.

has a marvellous infection to the little page: and, Fal. I warrant thee, nobody hears; mine own truly, master Page is an honest man, Never a wife people, mine own people.

in Windsor leads a better life than she does; do Quick. Are they so ? Heaven bless thein, and what she will, say what she will, take all, pay all, make them his servants !

all is as she will; and, truly, she deserves it: for if Fal. Well : Mistress Ford: - what of her ? there be a kind woman in Windsor, she is one. You

must send her your Page; no remedy. * Pay you again in stolen goods. 4 Draws along with you.

5 To cut purses in a crowd. € Pickt-hatch was in Clerkenwell.

9 A mistake of Mrs. Quickly's for quandary: 8 Ale-house,

I Know
2 Fretful, peevish.

3 By all means

7 Protect


Fal. Why, I will.

register of your own; that I may pass with a reQuick. Nay, but do so, then : and, look you, he proof the easier, sith you yourself know, how easy may come and go between you both ; and, in any it is to be such an offender. case, have a nay-word 4, that you may know one Fal. Very well, sir ; proceed. another's mind, and the boy never need to under- Ford. There is a gentlewoman in this town, her stand any thing; for 'tis not good that children husband's name is Ford. should know any wickedness : old folks, you know, Fal. Well, sir. have discretion, as they say, and know the world. Ford. I have long loved her, and, I protest to

Fal. Fare thee well : commend me to them both : you, bestowed much on her; followed her with a there's my purse; I am yet thy debtor. — Boy, go doting observance; engrossed opportunities to meet along with this woman. — This news distracts me. fee'd every slight occasion, that could but

[Exeunt Quickly and Robin. niggardly give me sight of her ; not only bought Pist. This is one of Cupid's carriers : - many presents to give her, but have given largely Clap on more sails ; pursue, up with your fights ; to many, to know what she would have given : Give fire; she is my prize, or ocean whelm them all! briefly, I have pursued her, as love hath pursued

[Erit Pistol. me; which hath been, on the wing of all occasions. Fal. Say'st thou so, old Jack ? go thy ways; I'll But whatsoever I have merited, either in my mind, make more of thy old body than I have done. Will or in my means, meed, I am sure, I have received they yet look after thee? Wilt thou, after the ex- none; unless experience be a jewel : that I have pence of so much money, be now a gainer? purchas'd at an infinite rate; and that hath taught

me to say this : Enter BARDOLPH.

Love like a shadow flies, when substance love pursues ; Bard. Sir John, there's one master Brook below Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues. would fain speak with you, and be acquainted with you; and hath sent your worship a morning's draught tion at her hands?

Fal. Have you received no promise of satisfac. of sack. Fal. Brook, is his name?

Ford. Never. Bard. Ay, sir.

Fal. Have you importun'd her to such a purpose? Fal. Call him in. [Erit BARDOLPH.] Such

Foril. Never. Brooks are welcome to me, that o'erflow such

Fal. Of what quality was your love then? liquor. Ah! ha! mistress Ford and mistress Page, man's ground ; so that I have lost my edifice, by

Ford. Like a fair house, built upon another have I encompassed you? go to; via ! 5

mistaking the place where I erected it. Re-enter BARDOLPH, with Ford disguised.

Fal. To what purpose have you unfolded this to me?

Ford. When I have told you that, I have told Pord. Bless you, sir.

Some say, that, though she appear honest Fal. And you, sir : Would you speak with me?

to me, yet, in other places, she enlargeth her mirth Ford. I make bold, to press with so little


so far, that there is shrewd construction made of ation upon you.

her. Now, sir John, here is the heart of my purFal. You're welcome; What's your will ? Give

pose : You are a gentleman of excellent breeding, us leave, drawer.

[Erit BARDOLPH. admirable discourse, of great admittance7, authentic Ford. Sir, I am a gentleman that have spent in your place and person, generally allowed s for your much; my name is Brook.

many warlike, courtlike, and learned preparations. Fal. Good master Brook, I desire more acquaint

Fal. O, sir ! ance of you.

Ford. Believe it, for you know it. - There is Ford. Good sir John, I sue for yours : not to money; spend it, spend it ; spend more ; spend all charge you ; for I must let you understand, I think I have; only give me so much of your time in exmyself in better plight for a lender than you are :

change of as to lay an amiable siege to the ho. the which hath something embolden'd me to this nesty of this Ford's wife : use your art of wooing, unseason'd intrusion : for they say, if money go win her to consent to you ; if any man may, you before, all ways do lie open.

may as soon as any. Fal. Money is a good soldier, sir, and will on.

Fal. Would it apply well to the vehemency of Ford. Troth, and I have a bag of money here troubles me: if you will help me to bear it, sir your affection, that I should win what you would

enjoy? Methinks you prescribe to yourself very John, take all, or half, for easing me of the carriage.

preposterously. Fal. Sir, I know not how may deserve to be

Ford. O, understand my drift! she dwells so your porter. Ford. I will tell you, sir, if you will give me the folly of my soul dares not present itself; she is too

securely on the excellency of her honour, that the hearing. Fal. Speak, good master Brook ; I shall be glad to her with any detection in my hand, my desires

bright to be looked against. Now, could I come to be your servant.

had instance and argument to commend themselves; Ford. Sir, I hear you are a scholar, - I will be I could drive her then from the ward of her purity; brief with you;

and you have been a man long her reputation, her marriage-vow, and a thousand known to me, though I had never so good means,

other her defences, which now are too strongly as desire, to make myself acquainted with you. I

embattled against me: What say you to't, sir John? shall discover a thing to you, wherein I must very much lay open mine own imperfection : but, good your money ; next, give me your hand ; and last,

Fal. Master Brook, I will first make bold with sir John, as you have one eye upon my follies, as

as I am a gentleman, you shall, if you will, have you hear them unfolded, turn another into the

Ford's wife. 5 A cant phrase of exultation.

you all.

7 In the greatest companies,

* Approved

A watch-word

6 Since.


Ford. O good sir !

Rug. He is wise, sir; he knew, your worship Fal. Master Brook, I say you shall.

would kill him, if he came. Ford. Want no money, sir John, you shall want Caius. By gar, de herring is no dead, so as I vill none.

kill him. Take your rapier, Jack ; I vill tell you Fal. Want no mistress Ford, master Brook, you how I vill kill him. shall want none. I shall be with her (I may tell Rug. Alas, sir, I cannot fence. you) by her own appointment; even as you came Caius. Villainy, take your rapier. in to me, her assistant, or go-between, parted from Rug. Forbear, here's company. me : I say, I sh be with her between ten and eleven ; for at that time the jealous rascally knave,

Enter Host, SHALLOW, SLENDER, and Pagr. her husband, will be forth. Come you to me at Host. 'Bless thee, bully doctor. night ; you shall know how I speed.

Shal. 'Save you, master doctor Caius. Ford. I am blest in your acquaintance. Do you Page. Now, good master doctor ! know Ford, sir?

Slen. Give you good morrow, sir. Fal. Hang him, poor knave! I know him not: Caius. Vat be all you, one, two, tree, four, come for. - yet I wrong him to call him poor ; they say, the Host. To see thee fight, to see thee foin', to see jealous knave hath masses of money; for the which thee traverse, to see thee here, to see thee there ; to his wife seems to me well-favoured. I will use her see thee pass thy punto, thy stock, thy reverse, thy as the key of the rogue's coffer; and there's my distance, thy montánt. Is he dead, my Ethiopian? harvest-home.

is he dead, my Francisco ? ha, bully! What says Ford. I would you knew Ford, sir; that you my Æsculapius? my Galen ? my heart of elder? might avoid him, if you saw him.

ha! is he dead, bully Stale ? is he dead ? Fah. Hang him, mechanical salt-butter rogue! I Caius. By gar, he is de coward Jack priest of the will stare him out of his wits; I will awe him with vorld; he is not show his face. my cudgel: it shall hang like a meteor o'er his horns: Host. Thou art a Castilian king! a Hector of master Brook, thou shalt know, I will predominate Greece, my boy! o'er the peasant, and thou shalt have his wife. Caius. I pray you, bear vitness that me have stay Come to me soon at night: - Ford's a knave, and six or seven, two, tree hours for him, and he is no I will aggravate his stile 9; thou, master Brook, come. shalt know him for a knave and cuckold:

Shal. He is the wiser man, master doctor : he is to me soon at night.

[Erit. a curer of souls, and you a curer of bodies; if you Ford. What an Epicurean rascal is this ! — My should fight, you go against the hair of your proheart is ready to crack with impatience. - Who fessions : is it not true, master Page ? says this is improvident jealousy? My wife hath Page. Master Shallow, you have yourself been sent to him, the hour is fixed, the match is made. a great fighter, though now a man of peace. Would any man have thought this ? — See the Shal. Bodykins, master Page, though I now be curse of having a false woman! my bed shall be old, and of the peace, if I see a sword out, my abused, my coffers ransacked, my reputation gnawn finger itches to make one: though we are justices, at; and I shall not only receive this villainous and doctors, and churchmen, master Page, we have wrong, but stand under the adoption of abominable some salt of our youth in us; we are the sons of terms, and by him that does me this wrong. Page women, master Page. is an ass, a secure ass; he will trust his wife, he Page. 'Tis true, master Shallow. will not be jealous : I will rather trust a Fleming Shal. It will be found so, master Page. Master with my butter, parson Hugh the Welshman with doctor Caius, I am come to fetch you home. I am my cheese, an Irishman with my aqua-vitæ bottle, sworn of the peace ; you have showed yourself a or a thief to walk my ambling gelding, than my wise physician, and sir Hugh bath shown himself a wife with herself: then she plots, then she rumi- wise and patient churchman : you must go with me, nates, then she devises: and what they think in master doctor. their hearts they may effect, they will break their Host. Pardon, guest justice:- A word, monsieur. hearts but they will effect. Heaven be praised for Caius. Scurvy Jack-dog priest ! by gar, me vill my jealousy! - Eleven o'clock the hour; - I will cut his ears. prevent this, detect my wife, be revenged on Fal- Host. He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully. staff, and laugh at Page. I will about it; better Caius. Clapper-de-claw ! vat is dat? three hours too soon, than a minute too late. Fie, Host. That is, he will make thee amends. fie, fie ! cuckold ! cuckold ! cuckold ! [Erit. Caius. By gar, me do look, he shall clapper-de

claw me; for by gar, me vill have it.

Host. And I will provoke him to't, or let him wag.
SCENE III. – Windsor Park.

Caius. Me tank you for dat.
Enter Caius and RUGBY.

Host. And moreover, bully, — But first, master

guest, and master Page, and eke cavalero Slender, Caius. Jack Rugby!

go you through the town to Frogmore.

[Aside to them. Caius. Vat is de clock, Jack ?

Page. Sir Hugh is there, is he? Rug. 'Tis past the hour, sir, that sir Hugh pro

Host. He is there : see what humour he is in ; mised to meet. Caius. By gar, he has save his soul, dat he is no it do well ?

and I will bring the doctor about by the fields: will come; he has pray his Pible vell, dat he is no

Shal. We will do it. come : by gar, Jack Rugby, he is dead already, if

Page. Shal. and Slen. Adieu, good master doctor. he be come.

(Exeunt Page, SHALLOW, and SLENDER, 9 Add to his titles.

Terms in fencing. E

1 Fence.

Rug. Sir.

Caius. By gar, me vill kill de priest; for he speak | love you; and I shall procure-a you de good guest, for a jack-an-ape to Anne Page.

de earl, de knight, de lords, de gentlemen, my Host. Let him die : but, first, sheath thy impa. patients." tience; throw cold water on thy choler : go about Host. For the which, I will be thy adversary tothe fields with me through Frogmore: I will bring wards Anne Page ; said I well ? thee where Mrs. Anne Page is, at a farm-house, a Caius. By gar, 'tis good ; vell said. feasting; and thou shalt woo her : said I well? Host. Let us wag then.

Carus. By gar, me tank you for dat: by gar, I Caius. Come at my heels, Jack Rugby. (Exeunt,


SCENE I. - A Field near Frogmore. who belike, having received wrong by some person,
Enter Sir Hugh Evans and SIMPLE.

is at most odds with his own gravity and patience,

that ever you saw. Eva. I pray you now, good master Slender's

Shal. I have lived fourscore years and upwards ; serving man, and friend Simple by your name,

I never heard a man of his place, gravity, and which way have you looked for master Caius, that calls himself Doctor of Physick ?

learning, so wide of his own respect.

Eva. What is he? Sim. Marry, sir, the city-ward, the park-ward, every way; old Windsor way, and every way but Caius, the renowned French physician.

Page. I think you know him ; master doctor the town way. Eva. I most fehemently desire you, you will also

Eva. I had as lief you would tell me of a mess look that way.

of porridge. Sim. I will, sir.

Page. Why? Eva. "Pless my soul! how full of cholers I am, and Galen, -- and he is a knave besides; a cowardly

Eva. He has no more knowledge in Hibocrates and trembling of mind ! – I shall be glad, if he knave, as you would desires to be acquainted withal, have deceived me: - how melancholies I am!—I will knog his knave's costard 3, when I have good

Page. I warrant you he's the man should fight with

him. opportunities for the 'ork:— 'pless my soul! (Sings.

Slen. O, sweet Anne Page !
To shallow rivers, to whose falls

Shal. It appears so, by his weapons : – Keep
Melodious birds sing madrigals ;

them asunder ; - here comes doctor Caius.
There will we make our peds of roses,
And a thousand fragrant posies.

Enter Host, Caius, and Rugby.
To shallow

Page. Nay, good master parson, keep in your
Mercy on me! I have a great dispositions to cry. weapon.
Melodious birds sing madriyals ;

Shal. So do you, good master doctor.
When as I sat in Pabylon,

Host. Disarin them, and let them question : let
And a thousan vagram posies.

them keep their limbs whole, and hack our English. To shallow

Caius. I pray you, let-a me speak a word vit your Sim. Yonder he is coming, this way, sir Hugh.

ear: Verefore vill you not meet a-me ? Eva. He's welcome:

Eva. Pray you, use your patience: In good time.

Caius. By gar, you are de coward, de Jack dog, To shallow rivers, to whose falls Heaven prosper the right ! - What weapons is he? Eva. Pray you, let us not be laughing-stogs to Sim. No weapons, sir : There comes my master, other men's humours; I desire you in friendship

, master Shallow, and another gentleman from Frog- and I will one way or other make you amends : more, over the stile, this way

and I will knog your knave's cogscomb, for missing Eva. Pray you, give me my gown; or else keep your meetings and appointments. it in your arms.

Caius. Diable !

Jack Rugby,
Enter Page, SHALLOW, and SLENDER.

Jarterre, have I not stay for him, to kill him? have

I not, at de place I did appoint ? Shal. How now, master parson? Good morrow,

Eva. As I am a christians soul, now,

look you, good sir Hugh. Keep a gamester from the dice, and

this is the place appointed; I'll be judgment by a good student from his book, and it is wonderful.

mine host of the Garter. Slen. Ah, sweet Anne Page !

Host. Peace, I say, Guallia, and Gaul, French Page. Save you, good sir Hugh!

and Welsh; soul-curer and body-curer. Eva. 'Pless you from liis mercy sake, all of you! Shal. What! the sword and the word ! do you

Caius. Ay, dat is very good ! 'excellent ! study them both, master parson?

Host. Peace, I say; hear mine host of the Garter, Page. And youthful still, in your doublet and Shall I lose my doctor ? no ; he gives me the por

Am I politick ? am 1 subtle ? am I a Machiavel? hose, this raw rheumatic day?

tions. Shall I lose my parson ? my priest? my sir Eva. There is reasons and causes for it. Page. We are come to you, to do a good office, verbs. - Give me thy hand, terrestrial ; so:

Hugh ? no; he gives me the proverbs and the no master parson.

me thy hand, celestial ; so. — Eva. Fery well : What is it?

deceived you both; I have directed you to wrong Page. Yonder is a most reverend gentleman,

places: your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole, and let burnt sack be the issue.

John ape.

mine Host de

Give Boys of art, I have


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