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Fal. What made me love thee ? let that persuade Mrs. Page. For shame, never stand, you had rethee, there's something extraordinary in thee. Come, ther, and you had rather ; your husband's here at I cannot cog, and say thou art this and that, like a haud, bethink you of some conveyance: in the house many of these lisping hawthorn buds, that come like you cannot hide him.-0, how have you deceived women in men's apparel, and smell like Bucklers- me!-Look, here is a basket; if he be of any rea. bury' in simple-time; I cannot : but I love thee; sonable stalure, he may creep in here; and throw none but thee; and thou deservest it.
foul linen upon him, as if it were going to bucking: Mrs. Ferd. Do not betray me, sir; I fear you Or, it is whiting-time', send him by your two men love mistress Page.
to Datchet mead. Ful. Thou might'st as well say, I love to walk Mrs. Ford. He's too big to go in there : What by the Counter2- zate ; which is as hateful to me shall I do? as the reek of a lime-kiln.3
Re-enter Falstaff. Mrs. Furd. Well, heaven knows how I love you;
Fal. Let me see't; let me see't! O let me see': ! and you shall one day find it.
I'llin, I'll in ;-follow your friend's counsel :-I'll in. Fal. Keep in that mind; I'll deserve it.
Mrs. Page. What! Sir John Falstaff! Are these Mrs. Foril. Nay, I must tell you, so you do; or else I could not be in that mind.
your letters, knight?
Fal. I love thee, and none but thee;help me Rob. [within.] Mistress Ford, mistress Ford ! here's mistress Page at the door, sweating and away: let me creep in here; I'll never.
[He goes into the basket; they cover him with blowing, and looking wildly, and would needs speak with you presently.
foul linen. Fal. She shall not see me; I will ensconce me
Mrs. Page. Help to cover your master, bop: behind the arras,
Call your men, mistress Ford :-You dissembling
knight! Mrs. Ford. Pray you, do so; she's a very tatiling
Mrs. Ford. What, John, Robert, John! (Erit (Falstaff hides himself
Robin; Re-enter Servants.) Go take up these Enter MISTRESS PAGE and Robix.
clothes here, quickly ; where's the cowl-staff ?? look, What's the matter? how now?
how you drumble :$ carry them to the laundress in Mrs. Page. O mistress Ford, what have you Datchet mead;" quickly, come. dune? You're ashamed, you are overthrown, you are undone for ever.
Enter Ford, Page, Caius, and Sir HUGR Mrs. Ford. Waat's the matter, good mistress
Ford. Pray you, come near: if I suspect with. Mrs. Page. O well-a-day, mistress Ford! having out cause, why then make sport at me, then let me an honest man to your husband, to give him such be your jest; I deserve it.-How now? whither cause of suspicion !
bear you this? Mrs. Ford. What cause of suspicion ?
Serv. To the laundress, forsooth. Mrs, Page. What cause of suspicion ?-Out upon Mrs. Ford. Why, what have you to do whither you! how am I mistook in you !
they bear it? You were best meddle with bucke Mrs. Ford. Why, alas! what's the matter ? washing.
Mrs. Page. Your husband's coming hither, wo Ford. Buck? I would I could wash myself of the man, with all the officers in Windsor, to search for buck! Buck! buck! buck? Ay, buck? I warrant a gentlernan, that, he says, is here now in the house, you, buck; and of the season too, it shall appear. by your consent, to take an ill advantage of his ab- (Ereunt Servants with the basket.] Gentlemen, sence: You are un tone.
have dreamed to-night; I'll tell you my dreamn. Mrs. Ford. Speak louder.—(Aside.]—'Tis not so, Here, here, here be my keys: ascend my chambers, I hope.
search, seek, find out: I'll warrant we'll unkennel Mrs. Page. Pray heaven it be not so, that you the fox:--Let me stop this way first ;-So, now have such a man here ; but ’lis most certain your uncape." husband's coming with half Windsor at his heels, to Page. Good master Ford, be contented: you search for such a one. I come before to tell you : wrong yourself too much. If you know yourself clear, why I am glad of it: Ford. True, master Page.-Up, gentlemen; you but if you have a friend here, convey, convey bim shall see sport anon : follow me, gentlemen. (Erit. out Be not amazed : call all your senses to you ; Eva. This is fery fantastical humours, and jeadefend your reputation, or bid farewell to your good lousies, life for ever.
Caius. By gar, 'tis no de fashion of France: it is Mrs. Ford. What shall I do?- There is a gen- not jealous in France. tleman, my dear friend ; and I fear not mine own Page. Nay, follow him, gentlemen, see the issue shame, so much as his peril: I had rather than a of his search. [Ereunt Evans, Pace, and Caius. thousand poun), he were out of the house.
Mrs. Page. Is there not a double excellency in
this? I Formerly chiefly inhabited by druggists, who sold
Mrs. Ford, I know not which pleases me better, all kinds of herbs green as well as dry.
that my husband is deceived, or Sir John. 2 The Counter as a prison was odious to Falstaff. 3 So, in Coriolanus
7 A staff used for carrying a cool or end with to
han lles to fetch water in. Whose breath I hate
“ Bicollo, a coule-staff to
carie behind and before with, as they use in Italy to As reek o' the rollen lens."
carie two buckets at once.”- Florio's Dictionary, 1999. The name of this prison was a frequent object of jocu. 8 To drumble and drone meant to more sluggish!'. larity with our ancestors. Shakspeare has availed To drumble, in Devonshire, means to mutter in a sullen himself of it in the Comedy of Errors. My old acquain and inarticulate voice. A drumble drone, in the western tance Baret records one pleasantly enough in his Al. dialect signifies a drone or humble bee. That master vearie, 1573.--"We saie merrily of him who hath been genius of modern times, who knows so skilfully how to in the Counter or such like places of prison: He can adapt hig language in the characters and manners of the sing his counter-tenor very well. And in anger we say, age in which his fable is laid, has adopted this word in I will make you sing a counter-tenor for this geare: The Fortunes of Nigel,' vol. ii. p. 298 :- Why how meaning imprisonment."
she drumbles-I warrant she stops to take a sip on the 4 The spaces leit between the walls and wooden road." frames on which the tapestry was hung, were not more 9 Dennis observes that, it is not likely Falstaff comm dious to our ancestors, than to the authors of would suffer himself to be carried to Datchet mead, ancient dramatic pieces.
which is half a mile from Windsor ; and it is plain that 5 Bleaching line.
they could not carry hirn, if he made any resistance.' 6 These wurds, which are characteristic, and spoken 10 Hanmer proposed to read uncouple'; but, perhaps, to Mrs. Page aside, deserve to be restored from the old uncape had the same signification. It means, at any quarto. Ho had used the same words before to Mrs. rate, to begin the hunt after him, whon the holes for one Pord.
cape had been stopped.
word with you.
Mrs. Puge. What a taking was he in, when your | SCENE IV. A Room in Page's House. Enter husband asked whol was in the basket!
FENTON und Mistress ANNE PAGE. Mrs. Page. I am half afraid he will have need of
Fent. I see, I cannot get thy father's love ; wasbing; so throwing him into the waier will do Therefore, no more turn me to him, sweet Nan. bim a benefit.
Anne. Alas! how then ? Mrs. Page. Hang him, dishonest rascal! I would
Why, thou must be thyself. all of the same sirain were in the same distress. Mrs. Ford. I think my husband hath some spe- And thal, my state being call'd with my expense,
He doth object, I am too great of birth; cial suspicion of Falstait's being here; for I never I seek to heal it only by his wealih: saw him so gross in his jealousy till now.
Besides these, other bars he lays before me, Mrs. Page. I will lay a plot to try that : And we My riots past, my wild societies; will yet have more tricks with Falstaff: his disso
And tells me, 'uis a thing iinpossible lute disease will scarce obey this medicine.
I should love thee, but as a property. Mrs. Furd. Shall we send that foolish carrion,
Anne. May be, he tells you true. mistress Quickly, to him, and excuse his throwing into the water; and yive him another hope, to be- Albeit, I will confess, thy father's wealth?
Font. No, heaven so speed me in my time to come! tray him to another punishment ?
Was the first motive thai I woo'd thee, Anne; Nrs. Page. We'll do it; let him be sent for to- Yet, wooing thee, I found thee of more value morrow eight o'clock to have amends.
Than stamps in gold, or sums in sealed bags; Re-enter FORD, PACE, Caics, and Sir Hogn And 'tis the very riches of thyself EVANS.
That now I aim at. Ford. I cannot find him: may be the knave brag Anne.
Genile master Fenton, ged of that he could not compass.
Yet seek my father's love: still seek it, sir : Mrs. Page. Heard that?
If opportunity and humblest suit Mrs. Ford. Av, ay, peace :-You use me well, Cannot attain it, why then-Hark you hither. master Ford, do you?
[They converse apart. Ford. Ay, I do 50.
Mrs. Ford. Heaven make you better than your Enter SHALLOW, SLENDER, and Mrs. QUICKLY, thoughts?
Shal. Break their talk, mistress Quickly; my Ford, Amen. Mrs. Page. You do yourself mighty wrong, mas
kinsman shall speak for himself.
Slen. I'll make a shast or a bolt on't :3 slid, tis ter Ford.
but venturing. Ford. Ay, ay; I must bear it.
Shal. Be not dismay’d. Eva. If there be any pody in the house, and in the chambers, and in the coffers, and in the presses, for that, but that I am a feard.
Slen. No, she shall not dismay me: I care not heaven forgive my sins at the day of judgment.
Quick. Hark yo; master Slender would speak a Cuins. By gar, nor I too; dere is no bodies. Page. Fie, fie, masier Ford! are you not ashamed?
Anne. I come to him.- This is my father's choice. What spirit, what devil suggests ihis inagination ?
O, what a world of vile ill-favour'd faults I would not have your distemper in this kind for the Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year! wealth of Windsor Casile.
[ Aside. Ford. 'Tis my fauli, master Page : I suffer for it. Era You suiter for a pad conscience : your wife Pray you, a word with you.
Quick. And how does good master Fenton? is as honest a 'omans as I will desires among five
Shal. She's coming ; to her, coz. O boy, thou thousand, and five hundred too.
badst a father! Caus. By gar, I see 'uis an honest woman.
Slen. I had a father, mistress Anne ;-my unclo Furi. Well ;--- I promised you a dinner :-Come; can tell you good jests of him :--Pray you, uncle, come, walk in the park : I pray you, pardon me; will hereafter make known to you, why I have done
tell mistress Anne the jest, how my father stole two Vas --Come, wife ;--Come, mistress Page ; I pray geese out of a pen, good uncle.
Shal. Mistress Anne, my cousin loves you. you pardon me; pray heartly, pardon me.
Slen. Ay, that I do; as well as I love any woPage. Let's go in, gentlemen ; but, trust me, we'll moek him. I do invite you to-morrow morning to
man in Gloucestershire.
Shal. He will maintain you like a gentlewoman. my house to breakfast; alier, we'll a birding together; I have a fine hawk for the bush: Shall it be so? under the degree of a 'squire.
Slen. Ay, that I will, come cut and long tail, Ford. Any thing.
Shal. He will make you a hundred and fifty Evu. If there is one, I shall make two in the
pounds jointure. Cous. If there be one or two, I shall make-a de
Anne. Good master Shallow, let him woo for
Shal. Marry, I thank you Eva. In your teeth: for shame.
I thank you for Ford. Pray you go, master Page.
that good comfort. She calls you, coz: I'll leave
you. pray you now remembrance to-morrow,
Anne. Now, master Slender. on the lousy knave, mine host. Caius. Dat is good; by gar, vit all my heart.
Slen. Now, good mistress Anne.
Anne. What is your will ? Eva. A lousy knave; to have his gibes, and his mockeries,
(Eseunt. indeed! I ne'er made my will yet, I thank heaven;
Sien. My will ? od's heartlings, that's a pretty jest, | Ritso i thi ks we should read uchal. This emenda. am not such a sickly creature, I give heaven praise. tion is supported by a subsequent passage, where Fol. Anne. I mean, master Slender, what would you staff says the jealous kirave asked them once or with me? sire what was in the basket.” It is remarkable that Firl asked no such question.
-0, what a world of vile ill favour'd faults 2 Some lizat may be given to those who shall endea. Looks handsone in three hundred pounds a year ! Pour lo calculate the increase of English wealth, by ob. 3 A shaft was a long arrow, and a bolt a thick short serving that Latymer, in the time v! Edward VI. men. The proverb probably means “I'll make some. fiore it as a proof of his father's prosperity, “that thing or other of it.-I will do it by some means of through but a yeoman, he gave his daughters five pounds other." each for their portion." At the latter end of Elizabeth, 4 The sense is obviously " Come who will to contend #ven hundred pounds were such a teinptation to court. with me, under the degree of a squire.” Cut und long. abip, as made all other motives suspected. Congreve tail means all kinds of curtail curs, and sporting dogs, makes (welve thousand pounds more than counter and all others. It is a phrase of frequent occurrence in balance to the affection of Belinda. No poel will now writers of the period ; every kind of dog being comproAy his favourite character at less than ifty thousand. hended under cut and longtail, every rank of peoplo in
the expression when metaphorically used.
Below we have:
Slen. Truly, for mine own part, I would little or shelvy and shallow; a death that I abhor.; for the nothing with you: Your father, and my uncle, have water swells a man ; and what a thing should I made motions; if it be my luck, so: if not, happy have been, when I had been swelled! I should have man be his dole! They can tell you how things been a mountain of muminy. go, better than I can: You may ask your father ; here he comes.
Re-enter BARDOLPH, with the wine.
Bard. Here's mistress Quickly, sir, to speak Enter Page and MISTRESS PAGE. Page. Now, master Slender:-Love him, daugh
Ful. Come, let me pour in some sack to the ter Anne, Why, how now! what does master Fenton here ? swallowed snow-balls for pills to cool the reins.
Thames water ; for my belly's as cold, as if I had You wrong me, sir, thus still to haunt my house :
Call her in.
Bard. Come in, woman.
Enter Mrs. QUICKLY.
Quick. By your leave; I cry you mercy: Give Page. She is no match for you.
your worship good-morrow. Feni. Sir, will you hear me?
Ful. Take away these chalices :Go brew me a Page.
No, good master Fenton. pottle of sack finely. Come, master Shallow; come, son Slender; in :
Bar. With eggs, sir ? Knowing my mind, you wrong me, master Fenton.
Ful. Simple of itself; I'll no pullet-sperm in my (Exeunt Page, Suallow, and SLENDER.
brewage.- Erit Bardolph.)--How now? Quick. Speak to mistress Page.
Quick. Marry, sir, I come to your worship from Fent. Good mistress Page, for that I love your
mistress Ford. daughter
Fal. Mistress Ford! I have had ford enough: 1 In such a righteous fashion as I do,
was thrown into the ford: I have my belly full of
ford. Perforce, against all checks, rebukes, and manners, I must advance the colours of my love,
Quick. Alas the day! good heart, that was not And not retire: Let me have your good will.
her fault; she does so take on with her men; they Anne. Good mother, do noi marry me to yond mistook their erection. fool.
Fal. So did I mine, to build upon a foolish woMrs. Page. I mean it not ; I seek you a better man's promise. husband.
Quick. Well, she laments, sir, for it, that it would
yearn your heart to see it. Her husband Quick. That's my master, master doctor.
this Anne. Alas, I had rather be set quicki' the earth, morning a birding; she desires you once more to And bowld to death with turnips.
come to her between eight and nine : I must carry Mrs. Page. Come, trouble not yourself: Good her word quickly: she'll make you amends, I war
rant you. master Fenton, I will not be your friend, nor enemy.
Ful. Well, I will visit her: Tell her so; and bid My daughter will I question how she loves you,
her think what a man is : let her consider his frail. And as I find her, so am I affected;
ty, and then judge of my merit. "Till then, farewell, sir :-she must needs go in;
Quick. I will tell her. Her father will be angry.
Fal. Do so. Between nine and ten say'st thou? (Ereunt Mrs. PagE and ANNE. Quick. Eight and nine, sir. Fent. Farewell, gentle mistress; farewell, Nan.
Fal. Well, be gone: I will not miss her. Quick. This is my doing, now :-Nay, said I,
Quick. Peace be with you, sir !
[Exi. will you cast away your child on a fool, and a physi
Fal. I marvel, I hear not of master Brook; he cian? Look on master Fenton :--this is my doing. sent me word to stay within ; I like his money well. Fent. I thank thee; and I pray thoe, once? 10-0, here he comes. night
Enter Ford. Give my sweet Nan this ring: There's for thy pains. Ford. Bless you, sir !
Exit. Fal. Now, master Brook ? you come to know Quick. Now heaven send thee good fortune! A what hath passed between me and Ford's wife? kind heart he hath: a woman would run through fire Ford. That, indeed, Sir John, is my business. and water for such a kind heart. But yet, I would Fal. Master Brook, I will not lie to you; I was my master had mistress Anne; or I would master at her house the liour she appointed me. Slender had her; or, in sooth, I would master Fen Ford. And how sped you, sir? ton had her: I will do what I can for them all three Fal. Very ill-favouredly, master Brook. for so I have promised, and I'll be as good as my Ford. How so, sir ? Did she change her determiword; but speciously for master Fenton. Well, nation? I must of another errand to Sir John Falstaff from Fal. No, master Brook ; but the peaking cornuto, my two mistresses: What a beast am I to slack it? her husband, master Brook, dwelling in a continual
[Exit. 'larum of jealousy, comes me in the instant of our SCENE V. A Room in the Garter Inn. Enter encounter, after we had embraced, kissed, protesied, Falstaff and BARDOLPH.
and, as it were, spoke the prologue of our comedy ;
and at his heels a rabble of his companions, thither Fid. Bardolph, I say,
provoked and instigated by his distemper, and, forBard. Here, sir. Fu. Go fetch mo a quart of sack; put a toast sooth, to search his house for his wife's love.
Ford. What, while you were there? in't. [Erit Band.] llave I lived to be carried in a
Fal. While I was there. basket, like a barrow of butcher's otral; and to be
Ford. And did he search for you, and could not thrown into the Thamos? Well; if I be served such
find you? another trick, I'll have my brains ta'en out, and
Fal. You shall hcar. butter’d, and give them to a dog for a new year's it, comes in one mistress Page; gives intelligence of
As good luck would have git. The rogues slighted me into the river with a Ford's approach ; and, by her invention, and Ford's little remorse, as they would have drowned a bitch's wife's distraction, they conveyed me into a bucka blind puppies, oftcen i’ the litter : and you may
basket. kno'y by my size, that I have a kind of alacrity in sinking; if the bottom were as deep as hell, I should or lot be happy man.' Dule is the past participle and down. 'I had been drowned, but that the shore was past tense of the A. S. verb. Dælan, io deal, to divide, w
distribute. I This is a proverbial expression of frequent occur. 2 i. e. some time to-night, 3 Specially. 4 Neglect rence. The apparent signification here is : * Happiness 5 Pily.
6 Cups. be his portion who succeeds best,' but the general mean. 7 M. Maxon proposes to read direction, but perhapo ing uriko plurasd may be interpretou ; ' Let his portion the change is not necessary.
Ford. A buck-basket ?
bring my young man here to school: Look, where Fal. By the Lord, a buck-basket: rammed me his master comes ; 'tis a playing-day, I see. in with foul shirts and smocks, socks, foul stockings,
Enter Sir Hugh Evans. and greasy napkins; that, master Brook, there was the rankest compound of villanous smell, that ever
How now, Sir Hugh? no school to-day? offended nostril.
Eva. No; master Slender is let the boys leave Ford. And how long lay you there?
to play: Fol. Nay, you shall hear, master Brook, what I
Quick. Blessing of his heart! have suffered to bring this woman to evil for
Nrr. Page. Sir Hugh, my husband says, my son
your good. Being thus crammed in a basket, a couple of profits nothing in the world at his book ; I pray you, Ford's knaves, his hinds, were called forth by their ask him some questions in his accidence.
Eva. Come hither, William ; hold up your head; maistress, to carry me in the name of foul clothes to Datchet-lane : they took me on their shoulders; Bet the jealous knave their master in the door; who
Mrs. Page. Come on, sirrah; hold up your head; asked them once or twice what they had in their answer your master, be not afraid. basket: I quaked for fear, lest the lunatic knave
Eva. William, how many numbers is in nouns?
Will. Two. would bave searched it; but Fate, ordaining he should be a cuckold, held his hand. Well; on went
Quick. Truly, I thought there had been one num
ber more; because they say, oil's nouns, he for a search, and away went I for foul clothes. But mark the sequel, master Brook : I sutered the
Evr. Peace your tatilings. What is fair, William ?
Will. Pulcher. pangs of three several deaths ; first, an intolerable
Quick. Pouleats! there are fairer things than Livbi, lo be detected with a jealous rotten bellwethnest, io be compassod like a good Lilho,2 in the poulcats, sure,
Eva. You are a very simplicity 'oman; I pray circumference of a peck, hilt to point, heel to head : in then, to be stopped in, like a strong distillation, you perce. What is lapis, William ?
W'iu. A stone. vih stinking clothes that fretted in their own grease : tains of that,-a man of my kidney,—think of that;
Era. And what is a stone, William ?
Will. A pebble. that am as subject to heat as butter; a man of conmual dissolution and thaw; it was a miracle to
Ev. No, it is lapis;
pray you remember in 'scape suffocation. And in the height of this bath, your prain. wica I was more than half stewed in grease, like a
Will. Lopis. Dutch dish, to be thrown into the Thames, and cool
Eva. Thái is good, William. What is he, Wileh glowing hot, in that surge, like a horse-shoe ; Liam, that does lend articles?
Vill. Articles are borrowed of the pronoun; and think of that;-hissing hot, -think of that, master Brook.
be thus declined, Singulariter, nominativo, hic, lac, Ford. In good sadness, sir, I am sorry
Eva. Nominatiro, hig, hag, log; pray you, mark: you have suffered all this. My suit thon is desperate ; you'll undertake her no more.
genetivo, hujus : Well, what is your accusative case ? Fol. Master Brook, I will be thrown into Ætna,
Will. Accusativo, hinc. as I have been into Thames, ere I will leave her
Eva. I pray you, have your remembrance, child; thus. Her husband is this morning gone a birding : Accusativo, hing, hang, hog. I have received from her another embassy of meet
Quick. Hang hog is Latin for bacon, I warrant you. ing; 'twixt eight and nine is the hour, master Brook.
Eva. Leave your prabbles, 'oman. What is tho
focative Ford, "Tis past eight already, sir.
case, William ? Fol. Is it?' I will then address' me to my ap
Will. 0--vaativo, 0. printment. Come to me at your convenient leisure,
Eva. Remember, William; focative is caret. you shall know how I speed; and the conclu
Quick. And ihat's a good root. sion shall be crowned with your enjoying her: Adieu.
Eva. 'Oman, forbear.
Mrs. Page. Peace.
Eva. What is your genitive case plural, William ? Ford. Hum! ha! is this a vision ? is this a dream ?
Vill. Genitive case ? do I sleep? Master Ford, awake; awake, master
Eve, Av. Ford; there's a hole made in your best coat, master
Il'ill. Genetivo,-horum, harum, horum. Pord. This 'us to be married! this ’us to have
Quick. 'Vengeance of Jenny's case! fie on her! Iinen, and buck-baskets !-Well, I will proclaim my
-never name her, child, if she be a whore, self what I am: I will now take the lecher; he is
Eva. For shame, 'oman. at my house : he cannot 'scape me ; 'tis impossible he teaches him to hick and to hack, which they'll do
Quick. You do ill to teach the child such words : he should; he cannot creep into a halfpenny purse, por into a popper-box: but, lest the devil that guides fast enough of themselves; and to call horum :-him should aid him, I will search impossible places,
fie upon you ! Though what I am 'I cannot avoid, yet to be what I
Eva. 'Oman, art thou lunatics? hast thou no unWeid not, shall not make me tame : if I have horns derstandings for thy cases, and the numbers of the 19 make one mal, let the proverb go with me, I'll be genders? Thou art as foolish christian creatures but mad.
as I would desires. [Erit.
Mrs. Puge. Pr’ythee hold thy peace.
Eva. Show me now, William, some declensions ACT IV.
of your pronouns.
Wil. 'Forsooth, I have forgot. SCENE I.-The Street.- Enter Mrs. PAGE, Mrs. Eva, It is ki, ke, cod; if you forget your kies, QUICKLY, and William.
your kas, and your core, you must be preeches. Mrs. Page. Is he at master Ford's already, think'st|Go your ways, and play, go. thou? Quick. Sure, he is by this; or will be presently: sions, has this very phrase-letected with, for impeachbut truly, he is very courageous* mad, about his ed with, or held in suspicion by :
“What is he of our bloode that wold not be sory throwing into the water. Mistress Ford desires you To heare our names with vile fume sa detected." lo come suddenly.
Detected must have the same meaning here, for Fal. Mrs. Page. I'll be with her by and by; I'll but staff was not discovered, but suspected by the jealous
Ford. Some modern editors have unwarrantably subI With, by, and of were used indiscriminately with stituted by for with. much licenco by our ancestors.
Thus in a subsequent 2 A Bilbo is a Spanish blade remarkable for its tem. passage of this play we have:
per and flexibility. The best were made at Bilboa, 4 'I sooner would suspect the sun with cold.' iown in Biscay. Detected appears to have been used in the sense of 3 Make myself ready. 4 Outrageous suspected, impouched. Cavendish, in his Metrical Vi. 5 Breeched, i. e. flogged.
Mrs. Page. He is a better scholar than I thought. Mrr. Ford. There they always used to discharge he was.
their birding-pieces: Creep into the kiln-hole. Eva. He is a good spragi memory. Farewell, Fal. Where is it? mistress Page.
Mrs. Ford. He will seek there on my word. Mrs. Page. Adieu, good Sir Hugh. [Erit Sır Neither press, coffer, chest, trunk, well, vault, but Hugh.] Get you home, boy.--Come, we stav too he hath an abstract for the remembrance of such long.
(Excunt. places, and goes to them by his note: There is no SCENE II. A Room in Ford's llouse. Enter hiding you in the house. FALSTAFF and Mrs. FORD.
Fal. I'll go out then.
Mrs. Page. If you go out in your own semblance, Fal. Mistress Ford, your sorrow hath eaten up you die, Sir John. Unless you go out disguised, my sufferance: I see, you are obsequiousin your Mrs. Ford. How might we disguise him? love, and I profess your requital !o a hair's breadth ; Mrs. Page. Alas the day, I know not. There is not only, mistress Ford, in the simple office of love, no woman's gown big enough for him; otherwise, but in all the accoutrement, complement, and cere; he might put on a hat, a mutiler, and a kerchief, mony of it. But are you sure of your husband now ? and so escape.
Mrs. Ford. He's a birding, sweet Sir John. Fal. Good hearts, devise something: any er. Mrs. Page. [within.] What hoa, gossip Ford! tremity, rather than a mischief. what hoa!
Mrs. Ford. My maid's aunt, the fat woman of Mrs. Ford. Step into the chamber, Sir John. Br 'n ford," has a gown above.
Mrs. Page. On my word, it will serve him; she's Enter Mrs. PAGE.
as big as he is : and there's her thrum'd hai, and Mrs. Page. How now, sweath-art? who's at
her mufiler too: Run up, Sir John. home beside yourself?
Mrs. Ford. Go, go, sweet Sir John: mistress Mrs. Ford. Why, none but mine own people.
Paye and I will look some linen for your head. Mrs. Page. Indeed ?
Mrs. Page. Quick, quick; we'll come dress you
the while. Mrs. Ford. No, certainly ;-speak louder. [Aside. straight: put on the
[Erit FALSTAFF. Mrs. Page. Truly, I am so glad you have nobody here.
Mrs. Ford, I would my husband would meet him Mrs. Ford. Why?
in this shape : he cannot abide the old woman of Mrs. Page. Why, woman, your husband is in his Brentford; he swears, she's a witch; forbade her old lunes again : he so takes on yonder with my
my house, and hath threatened to beat her. husband; so rails against all married mankind; so
Mrs. Page. Heaven guide him to thy husband's curses all Eve's daighters, of what complexion cudgel; and the devil guide his cudgel afterwards!
Mrs. Ford. But is my husband coming ? soever ; and so buffets himself on the forehead, crying, Peer out, peer oul!that any madness, I ever of the basket too, howsoever he hath had intelli
Mrs. Page. Ay, in good sadness, is he; and talks yet beheld, seemed but tameness, civility, and parience, to this bis distemper he is in now: I am
gence. glad the fat knight is not here.
Mrs. Ford. We'll try that; for I'll appoint my Mrs. Ford. Why, does he talk of him?
men to carry the basket again, to meet him at the Mrs. Page. Or none but him; and swears, he door with it, as they did last time. was carried out, the last time he searched for him, let's go dress him like the witch of Brentford.''
Mrs. Page. Nay, but he'll be here presently: in a basket: protests to my husband he is now here; and hath drawn him and the rest of their company shall do with the basket. Go up, I'll bring linen
Dire. Ford. I'll first direct my men, what they from their sport, to make another experiment of his
for him straight. suspicion : but I am glad the knighi is not here;
[Esil. now he shall see his own foolery.
MIrs. Page. Hang him, dishonest varlet! we canMrs. Ford. How near is he, mistress Page ?
not misuse him enough, Mrs. Page. Hard by; at street end; he will be
We'll leave a proof, by that which we will do, here anon.
Wives may be merry, and yet honest too: Mrs. Ford. I am undone!--the knight is here.
We do not act that often jest and laugh; Mrs. Page. Why, then you are utterly shamed,
"Tis old but true, Still suine eat all the drafi. and he's but a dead man. What a woman are you?
[Ezit. -Away with him, away with him, better shame
Re-enter Mrs. FORD, with two Servants. than murder.
Mrs. Ford. Which way should he go? how should Mrs. Fordd. Go, sirs, take the basket again on I bestow him? Shall I put him into the basket again? your shoulders; your master is hard at door; if Re-enter FALSTAFF.
he bid you set it down, obey him, quickly despatch. 1 Serv. Come, come, take it up:
[Erit. Fal. No, I'll come no more i' the basket: May 2 Serv. Pray heaven, it be not full of the knight I not go out, ere he come?
again. Mrs. Page. Alas, three of master Ford's brothers 1 Serv. I hope not; I had as lief bear so much watch the door with pistols, thai none shall issue lead. out; otherwise you might slip away ere he came. But what makes you here?
Enter Ford, Page, SHALLOW, Caits, and SIR Fal. What shall I do?-I'll creep up into the
Hugu Evans. chimney.
Ford. Ay, but if it prove true, master Page, haro 1 Quick, alert. The word is sprack.
you any way then to unfool me again ?-Set down 2 So, in Hamlet; “To do obsequious sorrow. The the basket, villain :--Somebody call my wife :epithet obsequious refers, in both instances, to the seri. You, youth in a basket, come out here!-0, you ousness with which obsequies are performed. 3 i. e. lumacy, frenzy.
7 i. e. a list, an inventory, or short note of. 4 Shakspeare refers to a sport of children, who thus 8 In the early 4to. it is: “My maid's aunt Gillian of call on a snail to push forth his horns :
Brentford.” “Peer out, peer out, peer out of your hole, 9 A hat composed of the weaver's tufts or thrams, or Or else I'll beat you as black as a coal.”
of very coarse cloth. A muffier was a part of female al5 This is one of Shakspeare's anachronisms: he tire which only covered the lower part of the face. has also introduced pistols in Pericles, in the reign of 10 This old witch Jyl or Gillian of Brentford seems Antiochus, iwo hundred years before Christ.
to have been a characier well known in popular story as 6 This phrase has been already noticed. It occurs the time. * Jyl of Brentford's Testament was printed again in As You Like It, in the sense of do:
by Copland long before, and Laneham enumerates it * Now, sir, what make you here."
as in the collection of Capt. Cox, the mason, now well It also occurs in 'Hamlet, Othello, and Love's Labour's known to all, from the
mention of him in the romance Loot