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1071 And high and low beguiles the rich and poor.
2!.. Tester I'll have in pouch, when thou shalt lack, Base Phrygian Turk !
Nym. I have operations in my head, which be huu mours of revenge.
Pift. Wilt thou revenge?
How Falstaf, varlet vile,
And his soft couch defile.
Pit. Thou art the Mars of male contents : I fecond thee; troop on.
4 For gourd, and Fullam holds:
And high and low beguiles the rich and poor.) Fullam is a cant term for false dice, high and low. Torriano, in his Italian Dictionary, interprets Pife by false dice, high and low met, bigb Fullams, and low Fullams. Yobnfon, in his Every man out of bis humour, quibbles upon this cant term. Who, he serve He keeps high men and low men, he has a fair living at Fullam. As for Gourd, or rather Gord, it was another inftrument of gaming, as appears from Beaumont and Fletcher's Scornful Lady.
And thy dry bones can reach at nothing now, but GORD'S or nine-pins.
s' C Ε Ν Ε IX.
Changes to Dr. Caius's House.
HAT, John !
the casement, and fee if you can see my master, master Doctor Caius, coming; if he do, i'faith, and find any body in the house, here will be old abusing of God's patience, and the King's English. Rug. I'll go watch.
[Exit Rugby Quic. Go, and we'll have a poffet for't
foon at night, in faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal fire. An honest, willing, kind fellow, as ever servant fhall come in house withal ; and, I warrant you, no tell-tale, nor no breed-bate; his worst fault is, that he is given to pray'r; he is something peevish that way, but no body but has his fault'; but let that pass. Peter Simple, you say, your name is.
Sim. Ay, for fault of a better.
. Does he not wear a great round beard, like a glover's paring-knife ?
Sim. No, forsooth; he hath but a little wee-face, with a little yellow beard, a Cain-colour'd beard.
Quic. A softly-fprighted man, is he not ;
Sim. Ay, forsooth; but he is as tall a man of his hands, as any is between this and his head ; he hath fought with a warrener.
Quic. How fay you? oh, I should remember him; - does he not hold up his head, as it were ? and strut in -his gate
Sim. Yes, indeed, does he.
Quic. Well, heav'n send Anne Page no worse fortune! Tell master parfon Evans, I'll do what I
can for your master : Anne is a good girl, and I
Quic. We shall all be fhent; run in here, good young man; go into this clofet ; [houts Simple in the closet.] He will not ftay long. What, John Rugby! Joon! what, John, I say ; go, John, go enquire for my mafter ; I doubt, he be not well, that he comes not home: and down, down, a-down-a, &c. [Sings.
Enter Doktor Caius. Caius. Vat is you sing? I do not like des toys; pray you, go and vetch me in my clofet un boitier verd; a box, a green-a box; do intend vat I speak? a green-a box.
Quic. Ay, forsooth, I'll fetch it you. I am glad, he went not in himself; if he had found the young man, he would have been horn-mad. [Afide.
Caius. Fe, fe, fe, fe, ma foi, il fait fort chaud ; je m'en vais à la Cour la grande affaire.
Quic. Is it this, Sir.
Caius. Ouy, mettez le au mon pocket; Depêchez, quickly ; ver is dat knave Rugby?
Quic. What, John Rugby! John!
Caius. You are John Rugby, and you are Jack Rugby; come, take-a your rapier, and come after my heel to the Court.
Rug. 'Tis ready, Sir, here in the porch.
Caius. By my trot, I tarry too long : od's me! Qu ay je oublié? dere. is some simples in my closet, dat I will not for the varld I fhall leave behind.
Quic. Ay-me, he'll find the young man there, and be mad.
Caius, O Diable, Diable ! vat is in my closet? vil laine, Larron! Rugby, my rapier.
[Pulls Simple out of the closet. Quic. Good master, be content. Caius. Wherefore shall I be content-a? Quic. The young man is an honest man.
Caius. What shall de honest man do in my closet? dere is no honeft man, dat shall come in my closet.
Quic. I beseech' you, be not so flegmatick; hear the truth of it. He came of an errand to me from parfon Hugh.
Sim. To desire this honest gentlewoman your maid, to speak a good word to mistress Anne Page for my master in the way of marriage.
Quic. This is all, indeed-la; but I'll never put my finger in the fire, and need not.
Caius. Sir Hugh send-a-you? Rugby, baillez me fome paper ; tarry you a little-a-while.
Quic. I am glad, he is so quiet , if he had been thoroughly moved, you should have heard him fo loud, and fo melancholy : but notwithstanding, man, I'll do for your master what good I can ; and the very yea and the no is, the French Doctor my master, (I may call him my master, look you, for I keep his house, and I wash, wring, brew, bake, fcour, 5 dress meat and make the beds, and do all my felf.)
Sim. 'Tis a great charge to come under one body's hand.
5 dress meat, and drink] make the beds, &c.] drink.
Quic. Are you a-vis'd o’that? you shall find it a great charge ; and to be up early and down late. But notwithstanding, to tell you in your ear, I would have no words of it, my master himself is in love with miltress Anne Page ; but, notwithstanding that, I know Anne's mind, that's neither here nor there.
Caius. You jack’nape; give-a this letter to Sir Hugh; by gar, it is a fhallenge: I will cut his troat in de parke, and I will teach a scurvy jack-a-nape priest to meddle or make
you may be gone; it is not good you tarry here ; by gar, I will cut all his two ftones ; by gar, he shall not have a stone to trow at his dog. u
[Exit Simple. Quic. Alas, he speaks but for his friend.
Caius. It is no matter'a ver dat: do you not tellame, dat I shall have Anne Page for myself? by gar, I vill kill de jack priest; and I have appointed mine hoft of de Jarterre to measure our weapon ; by gar, I will myself have Anne Page.
Quic. Sir, the maid loves you, and all shall be well: we muft give folks leave to prate ; what, the good-jer! Caius. Rugby, come to the Court with me ;by
if I have not Anne Page, I shall turn your head out of my door ; follow my heels, Rugby.
[Exeunt Caius and Rugby. Quic. You shall have An fool's head of your own. No, I know Anne's mind for that ; never a Woman in Windfor knows more of Anne's mind than I do, nor can do more than I do with her, I thank heav'n.
Fent. [ within. ] Who's within there, hoa ?
Quic. Who's there, I trow? come near the house, I
Enter Mr. Fenton.
Quic. The better that it pleases your good worship to ask.