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Anne. Will’t please your worship to come in, sir
Slen. No, I thank you, forsooth, heartily ; I am How now, Simple! where have you been? I must
very well. wait on myself, musi I? You have not The Book Anne. The dinner attends you, sir. of Riddles about you, have you?
Slen. I am not a-hungry, I thank you, forsooth: Sim. Book of Riddles ! why, did you not lend Go, sirrah, for all you are my man, go, wait upon it to Alice Shortcake, upon Allhallowmas last, a my cousin Shallow: [Exit Simple.] A justice 0 fortnight afore Michaelmas ?
peace sometime may be beholden to his friend for Shel. Come, coz; come, coz; we stay for you. a man:-1 keep but three men and a boy yet, till A word with you, coz: marry, this, coz; there is, my mother be dead: but what though ? yet I live as 't were, a tender, a kind of tender, made afar oli like a poor gentleman born. by sir Hugh here;-Jo you understand ine? Anne. I may not go in without your worship:
Slen. Ay, sir, you shall find me reasonable; if they will not sit, till you come. it be so, I shall do that that is reason,
Slen. I faith, I'll eat nothing; I thank you as Shał. Nay, but understand me.
much as though I did. Slen. So I do, sir.
Anne. I pray you, sir, walk in. Erh Give ear to his motions, master Slender: I Slen. I had rather walk here, I thank you: I will description the matter to you, if you be capa- bruised my shin the other day with playing at city of it.
sword and dagger with a master of fence, three Slen. Nay, I will do as my cousin Shallow says: veneys2 for a dish of stewed prunes; and, by my I pray you, pardon me; he's a justice of peace in troth, I cannot abide the smell of hot meat since. his country, simple though I stand here.
Why do your dogs bark so ? be there bears i' the Era. But that is not the question; the question town? is concering your marriage.
Anne. I think there are, sir; I heard them Shal. As, there's the point, sir.
talked of. Era. Marry, is it; the very point of it; to mis Slen. I love the sport well; but I shall as soon tress Anne Page.
quarrel at it, as any man in England :-you are Slen. Why, if it be so, I will marry her, upon afraid, if you see the bear loose, are you not? any reasonable demands.
Anne. Ay, indeed, sir. Era. But can you affection the 'oman? Let us Slen. That's meat and drink to me now: I have command to know that of your mouth, or of your seen Sackerson loose, twenty times; and have lips; for divers philosophers hold, that the lips is taken him by the chain: but, I warrant you, the parcel of the mouth;—therefore, precisely, can you women have so cried and shriek'd at it, that it carry your good will to the maid?
pass'd:4—but women, indecd, cannot abide 'em; Shal. Cousin Abraham Slender, can you love her? they are very ill-favoured rough things. Slen. I hope, sir,-I will do, as it shall become one that would do reason.
.Pe-enter Page. Eva. Nay, Goi's lords and his ladies, you must speak possitable, if you can carry her your desires Page. Come, gentle master Slender, come; we towards her.
stay for you. Shal. That you must: will you, upon good dow Ślen. I'll eat nothing ; I thank you, sir. ry, marry her?
Page. By cock and pye, you shall not choose, Slen. I will do a greater thing than that, upon sir: come, come. your request, cousin, in any reason.
Slen. Nay, pray you, lead the way. Sha! Nay, conceive me, conceive me, sweet coz; Page. Come on, sir. what I do, is to pleasure you, coz; Can you love Slen. Mistress Anne, yourself shall go first. the maid?
Anne. Not I, sir ; pray you, keep on. Slen. I will marry her, sir, at your request ; but Slen. Truly, 'I will not go first ; truly, la: I will if there be no great love in the beginning, yet hea- not do you that wrong: ven may decrease it upon better acquaintance, Anné. I pray you, sir. when we are married, and have more occasion to Slen. I'll rather be unmannerly than trouble. know one another: l'hopc, upon familiarity will some : you do yourself wrong, indeed, la, grow more contempt: but if you say, marry her,
(Ereunt. I will marry her, that I am freely dissolved, and dissolutely.
SCENE II.-The same. Enter Sir Hugh Evans Era. Ii is a fery discretion answer; save, the
and Simple. faul is in the 'ort dissolutely : the ’ort is, according to our meaning, resolutely ;-his meaning is good. Eva. Go your ways, and ask of Doctor Caius'
Shal. Ay, I think my cousin meant well. house, which is the way: and there dwells one Slen. Ay, or else I would I might be hanged, la. 'mistress Quickly, which is in the manner of his
nurse, or his dry nurse, or his cook, or his laundry, Re-enter Anne Page.
his washer, and his wringer.
Sim. Well, sir. Shal. Here comes fair mistress Anne:-Would Eva. Nay, it is petter yet:--- give her this letI were young, for your sake, mistress Anne! ter; for it is a 'oman that altogether's acquain
Inne. The dinner is on the table; my father lance with mistress Anne Page; and the letier is, desires your worships' company.
to desire and require her to solicit your master's Shal." I will wait on him, fair mistress Annc. desires to mistress Ann Page: I pray you, be gone; Eva. Od's plessed will! I will not be absence I will make an end of my dinner : there's pipping
and cheese to come.
[Exeunt, Exeunt Shal, and Sir H. Evans.
(3) The name of a bear exhibited at Paris-Gar (1) An intended blunder.
den, in Southwark.
at the grace.
SCENE III.A room in the Garter Inn. Enter gilded my foot, sometimes my portly belly.
Falstaff, Host, Bardolph, Nym, Pistol, and Pist. Then did the sun on dunghill shine.
Nym. I thank thee for that humour.
Fal. O, shc did so course o'er my exteriors with Host. What says my bully-rook? Speak scho- did seem to scorch me up like a burning-glass!
such a greedy intention, that the appetite of her eye larly, and wisely.
Here's another letter to her : she bears the purse Fal. Truly, mine host, I must turn away some too: she is a region in Guiana, all gold and bounty. of my followers.
I will be cheater to them both, and they shall be Höst. Discard, bully Hercules; cashier : let exchequers to me; they shall be my East and West them wag; trot, trot.
Indies, and I will trade to them both. Go, bear Fal. I sit at ten pounds a week. Ilost. Thou’rt an emperor, Cæsar, Keisar, and mistress Ford : we will thrive, lads, we will thrive.
thou this letter to mistress Page; and thou this to Pheezar. I will entertain Bardolph; he shall
Pist. Shall I Sir Pandarus of Troy become, draw, he shall tap: said I well, bully Ilector ?
And by my side wear steel ? then, Lucifer, take all! Fal. Do so, good mine host. Host. I have spoke; let him follow: let me see the humnour letter ; I will keep the 'haviour of re
Nym. I will run no base humour ; here, take thee froth, and line: I am at a word; follow.
(Eril Host. putation. Fal. Bardolph, follow him; a tapster is a good
Fal. Hold, sirrah, [lo Rob.] bear you these lettrade: an old cloak makes a new jerkin; a wither- Sail like my piúnace to these golden shores.
ters tightly ;* ed serving-man, it fresh tapster : go; adieu.
Bard. It is a lite that I have desiredt;' I will Rogues, hence, avaunt! vanishi like hail-stones, go; thrive.
Trudge, plod, away, o' the hoof; seek shelter, Pist. O base Gongarian' wight! will thou the Falstaff will learn the humour of this
age, spigot wield?
French thrift, you rogues; myself, and skirted Nym. He was gotten in drink: is not the hu
page. (Exeunt Falstaff and Robin. mour conceited ? His mind is not heroic, and Pist. Let vultures gripe thy guls! for gourd and there's the humour of it.
fullam holds, Fal. I am glad, I am so acquit of this tinder- And high and low beguile the rich and poor: box; his thells were too open: his filching was Tester I'll have in pouch,' when thou shalt lack, like an unskilful singer, he kept not time.
Base Phrygian Turk! Nym. The good humour is, to stcal at a minute's
Nym. I have operations in my head, which ba rest.
humours of revenge. Pist. Convey, the wise it call: steal! foh; a Pist. Wilt thou revenge? fico' for the phrase!
By welkin, and her star Fal. Well, sirs, I am almost out at heels.
Pist. With wit, or steel? Pist. Why then let kibes ensue.
With both the humours, I 1 Fal. There is no remedy; I must concy-catch; I will discuss the humour of this love to Page. I must shift.
Pisl. And I to Ford shall eke unfold, Pist. Young ravens must have food.
How Falstaff, varlet vile, Fal. Which of you know Ford of this town?
His dove will prove, his gold will hold, Pisl. I ken the wight; he is of substance good.
And his sort couch defile. Fal. My honest laus, I will tell you what I am about.
Nym. My humour shall not cool: I will incense Pist. Two yards, and more.
Page to deal with poison; I will possess him with Fal. No quips now, Pistol į indeed, I am in the yellowness, for the revolt of mien is dangerous : waist two yards about: but I am now about no that is my true humour. waste; I am about thrilt. Briefly, I do mean to Pist. I'hou art the Mars of malcontents : I semake love to Ford's wife; I spy entertainment in cond thee; troop on.
(Exeunt. her; she discourses, she carves, she gives the leer of invitation: I can construe the action of her fa- SCENE IV.A room in Dr. Caius' house. Enter miliar style, and the hardest voice of her beha Mrs. Quickly, Simple, and Rugby. viour, to be English'd rightly, is, I am Sir John Falstaff's.
Quick. What: John Rugby! I pray thee, go Pist. He hath studied her well, and translated to the casement, and see if you can see my master, her well; out of honesty into English.
master Doctor Caius, coming: if he do, i'faith, and Nym. The anchor is deep: will that humour find any body in the house, here will be an old pass ?
abusing of God's patience, and the king's English. Fal. Now, the report goes, she has all the rule Rug. I'll go watch.
[Erit Rugby. of her husband's purse; she hath legions of an Quick. Go; and we'll have a posset sor't soon at gels.
night, in faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal fire. Pist. As many devils entertain; and, To her, An honest, willing, kind fellow, as ever servant boy, say I.
shall come in house withal; and, I warrant you, no Nym. The humour rises; it is good: humour tell-tale, nor no breed-bate: '0' his worst fault is, me the angels.
that he is given to prayer; he is something peevishi Fal. I have writ me here a letter to her: and that way; but nobody but has his fault ;- but let here another to Page's wife; who even now gave that pass. Peter Simple, you say your name is ? me good eyes too, examin'd my parts with most Sim. Ay, for fault of a better. judicious eyliads : 'sometimes the beam of her view Quick. And master Slender's your master ?
(1) For Hungarian. (2) Fig. (3) Gold coin. 17) Sixpence I'll have in pocket. 4) Eschealmir, an officer in the Exchequer. (8) Instigate. (9) Jealousy, (10) Strife, (6) Cleverly, (6) False dice.
Sim. Ay, forsooth.
Er my master, in the way of marriage. Quick. Does he not wear a great round beard, Quick. This is all, indeed, la ; but I'll ne'er put like a glover's paring-knife ?
my finger in the fire, and need not. Sim. No forsooth: he hath but a little wee face, Caius. Sir Hugh send-a you?-Rugby, baillez with a little yellow beard; a Cain-coloured beard. me some paper :-Tarry you a little-a while. Quick. A softly-sprighted man, is he not ?
(writes. Sim. Ay, forsooth: but he is as tall' a man of Quick. I am glad he is so quiet: if he had been his hands, as any is between this and his head: he thoroughly moved, you should have heard him so hath fought with a warrener.?
loud, and so melancholy ;-but notwithstanding, Quick. How say you ?-0, I should remember man, I'll do your master what good I can: and, him; does he not hold up his head, as it were 1 and the very yea and the no is, the French doctor, my strut in his gait ?
master, -I may call him my master, look you, for Sim. Yes, indeed, does he.
I keep his house; and I wash, wring, brew, bake, Quick. Well, heaven send Anne Page no worse scour, dress meat and drink, make the beds, and fortune! Tell master parson Evans, I will do what do all myself ;I can for your master: Anne is a good girl, and I Sim. "ris a great charge, to come under one wish
Quick. Are you advis'd o' that? you shall find it a Re-enter Rugby.
great charge: and to be up early, and down late ;
but notwithstanding (to tell you in your ear; . I Rug., Out, alas! here comes my master. would have no words of it;) my master himself is
Quick. We shall all be shent:' run in here, good in love with mistress Anne Page: but notwithyoung man; go into this closet. (Shuts Simple in standing that,--I know Anne's mind,--that's nei · the closel.]. He will not stay long.-What, John ther here nor'there. Rugby! John, what, John, I say I-Go, John, go Caius. You jack’nape ; give-a dis letter to sir inquire for my master; I'doubt, he be not well, Hugh; by gar, it is a shallenge: I vill cut his troat that he comes not home :-and down, down, in de park; and I vill teach a scurvy jack-a-nape adown-a, &c.
[ Sings. priest to meddle or make :--you may be gone; it
is not good you tarry here :-by gar, I will cut all Enter Doctor Caius.
his two stones; by gar, he shall not have a stone to trow at his dog.
(Exit Simple. Caius. Vat is you sing? I do not like dese toys; Quick. Alas, he speaks but for his friend. Pray you, go and vetch me in my closet un boitier Caius. It is no matter-a for dat:-do not you verd; a box, a green-a box; do intend vat I speak? tell-a me dat I shall have Anne Page for myself? a green-a box.
by gar, ! vill kill de Jack priest; and I have apQuick. Ay, forsooth, I'll fetch it you. I am glad pointed mine host of de Jarterre to measure our r he went not in himself; if he had found the young weapon :-by gar, I vill myself have Anne Page. man, he would have been horn-mad. (Aside. Quick. Sir, the maid loves you, and all shall be
Caius. Fe, fe, fe, fe! ma foi, il fait fort chaud. well: we must give folks leave to prate : What, Je m'en vais à la cour,-la grund affaire.
the good-jer !* Quick. Is it this, sir ?
Caius. Rugby, come to the court vit me ;-by Caius. Ouy; mette le au mon pocket; depeche, gar, if I have not Anne Page, I shall turn your quickly :-Vere is dat knave Rugby!
head out of my door :-Follow my heels, Rugby. Quick. What, John Rugby! John!
(Exeunt Caius and Rugby. Rug. Here, sir.
Quick. You shall have An fools-head of your Caius. You are John Rugby, and you are Jack own. No, I know Anne's mind for that: never a Rugby: come, take-a your rapier, and come after woman in Windsor knows more of Anne's mind my heel to de court.
than I do; nor can do more than I do with her, I Rug. 'Tis ready, sir, here in the porch. thank heaven.
Caius. By my trot, 1 tarry too long :-Od's me! Fent, (Wilhin.) Who's within there, ho ? Qu'ay j'oublié? dere is some simples in my closet, Quick. Who's there, I trow? Come near the dat I vill not for the varld I shall leave behind. house, I pray you.
Quick. Ah me! he'll find the young man there, and be mad.
Enter Fenton. Caius. O diable, diable ! vat is in my closet ?Villany! larron !' (Pulling Simple ouit.] Rugby, Fent. How now, good woman ; how dost thou ? my rapier.
Quick. The better, that it pleases your good Quick. Good master, be content.
worship to ask. Caius. Verefore shall I be content-a?
Fent. What news? how does pretty mistress Quick. The young man is an honest man. Anne ?
Caius. Vat shall de honest man do in my closet ? Quick. In truth, sir, and she is pretty, and dere is no honest man dat shall come in my closet. honest, and gentle; and one that is your friend, I
Quick. I beseech you, be not so flegmatic; hear can tell you that by the way; I praise heaven for it. the truth of it: he came of an errand to me from Fent. "Shall I do any good, thinkest thou ? Shall parson Hugh.
I not lose my suit ? Caius. Vell.
Quick. Troth, sir, all is in his hands above : but Sim. Ay, forsooth, to desire her to
notwithstanding, master Fenton, I'll be sworn on a Quick. Peace, I pray you.
book, she loves you :-Have not your worship a Caius. Peace-a your tongue:-Speak-a your tale. wart'above your eye?
Sim. To desire this honest gentlowoman, your Fent, Yes, marry, have I; what of that? maid, to speak a good word to mistress Anne Page, Quick. Well, thereby hangs a tale ;-good faith, (1) Brave. (2) The keeper of a warren.
(4) The goujere, what the pox! 3) Scolded, reprimanded.
It is such another Nan:--but, I detcst,' an honest show you to the contrary : 0, misiress Page, giro maid as ever broke bread :---We had an hour's ine some counsel ! talk of that wart;-) shall never laugh but in that Mrs. Pake. What's the matter, woman? maid's company. -But, inuiced, she is given too Mrs. Foril. O womnail, if it were not for one much to allichollya and inusing : but for you-trilling respect, I could come to such honour! Well, go to.
Mrs. Page. Hing the trifle, woman; take the Pent. Well, I shall see her to-day: hold, there's honour: what is it ?-dispense will trilles ;-what moitey for thee; let me have thy voice in my be- is it ? half: if thou seest her before inc, commend me Mrs. Ford. If I would but go to hell for an
Quick. Will I? i'iaith, that we will: and I will cternal moment, or so, I could be knighted. tell your worship more of thic wart, the next time rs. Pugt. What ?-ihou liesi ! ---Sir Alice we have confidence; and of other woocrs. Ford!--These knights will hack; and so thou Fent. Well, farewell; I am in great haste now. shouldst not alter the article of thy gentry.
Mrs. Foril. IVe burn day-light :---here, read, Quick. Farewell to your worship.-Truly, an read ;-perceive how I might beluighted. I shall honest gentleman; but Anne loves him not; for think the worsc of fat men, as long as Ibave an eye to I know Anne's mind as well as another does : make difference of men's liking: and yet he would Dit upon't! what have I forgot ? [Exil. not swear; praised women's modesty: and gave
such orderly and well-bchaved reproof to all uncomeliness, tirat I would liave sworn his disposition
would have gone to the truth of his words: but they ACT II.
llo no more adhcrc and keep place together, than the hundredth psalm to the tune of Green Slecre3.
ivhat tcmpest, I trow, throw this whale, with 50 SCENE I.-- Before Page's house. Enler Mis
many tuns of oil in his belly, ashore at Windsor ? tress Page, with a letter.
Howy shall I be revenge on him? I think the best Mrs. Page. What! have l’scaped love-letters fire of lust have melted him in his own grease. Did
way were to entertain him with hope, till the wicked in the holy-day tiine of my beauty, and am I now
you ever hear the like? a subject for them? Let me see:
(reads. Ask me no reason why I love you; for ihough or Page and Ford Jillers! -To thy great comfort
Mrs. Page. Letter for letter; but that the name Love use reason for his precisian, he admits him in this mystery of ili opinions, here's the twin not for his counsellor : You are no! ypins, no brother of thy letter : but let thine inherit first; for, more am I; go to then, there's sympathy : you are merry, so am l; ha! ha! then there's more thousand of these letters, writ with blank space for
protest, mine never shall. I warrant, hic háth a sympathy' you love sack, and so do I would Gillcrent names (sure inore,) and these are of the you desire better sympathy ? Let il sufice thee, second edition: he will print them out of doubt: mistress Page (al the least, if the love of a soldier for he cares not what he puts into the press, when can suffice,) that I love thee. I will not say, pity he would put us two. me, "lis not a soldier-like phrase; but I say, love and lie under mount Pelion. Well, I will find you
I had rather be a giantess, me. By me, Thine oun true knight,
twenty lascivious turtles, ere one chaste mali,
Nrš. Ford, Why, this is the very same; the By day or nigh!,
very hand, the very words: what dotllic think of us? Or any kind of light, With all his migli,
Mrs. Puge. Nay, I know not: it makes me al For thee lo fighl,
most ready to wrangle with mine own honesty. I'll John Falstaff.
entertain myself like one that I am not acquainted
withal; for, sure, unless he know some strain in What a Herod of Jewry is this !-O wicked, me, that I know not mysell, he would never have wicked world !-one that is well nigh worn to boartled me in this fury. pieces with age, to show himself a young gallant ! Nis. Ford. Boarding, call you it ? I'll be sure What an unweighed behaviour haih this Flemish to keep him above deck.' drunkard picked (with the devil's name) out of my
Nis. Page. So will I; if he come under my conversation, that he dares in this manner assay hatches, I'll never to sea again. Let's be revenged me? Why, he hath not been thrice in my compa-on him: let's appoint him a meeting: give him a ny!-What should I say to him ?-1 was then show of comfort in his suit; and lead him on with frugal of my mirth :-heaven forgive me !-Why, la fine-baited delay, lill he hath pawn’d his horses
I'm exhibit a bill in the parliament for the putting to mine host of the Garter. down of men. How shall I be revenged on him?
Mrs. Ford. Nay, I will consent to act any vilfor revenged I will be, as sure as his guts are made lany aşainst hiin, that may not sully the charinessa of puddings.
of our honesty. O, that my husband saw this lei.
ter! it would give eternal food to his jealousy. Enter Mistress Ford.
Mrs. Page. Why, look, where he comes, and
my good man too: he's as far from jealousy, as I Mrs. Ford. Mistress Page! trust me, I was am froin giving him cause; and that, I hopc, is an going to your house.
unmeasurable distance. Mrs. Page. And, trust me, I was coming to
Mrs. Ford. You are the happier woman. you. You look very ill.
Mrs. Page. Let's consult together against this Mrs. Ford. Nay, I'll ne'er believe that ; I have greasy knighl: come hither. [They relire, to show to the contrary. Mrs. Page. 'Faith, but you do, in my mind.
Enter Ford, Pistol, Page, and Nym, Mro, Ford. Well, I do then; yet, I say, I could
Ford, Well, I hope, it be not so. (1) She means, I protest. (2) Melancholy. 23) Most probably Shakspeare wrote Physician,
Pist. Hope is a curtail' dog in some affairs : in his intent towards our wives, are a yoke of his Sir John affects thy wife.
discarded men; very rogues, now they be out of Ford. Why, sir, my wife is not young:
service. Pist. He woos both high and low, both rich and Ford. Were they his men ? poor,
Page. Marry, were they. Both young and old, one with another, Ford ; Ford. I like it never the better for that. Docs He loves thy gally-mawfry ;Ford, perpend." he lic at the Garter ? Ford. Love my wife?
Page. Ay, marry, does he. If he should intend Pist. With liver burning hot: prevent, or go thou, this voyage towards my wife, I would turn her Like sir Acteon he, with Ring-wood ai thy heels: loose to him; and what he gets more of her than 0, odious is the name !
sharp words, let it lie on my head. Ford. What name, sir ?
Ford. I do not misdoubt my wife ; but I would Pist. The horn, I say: farewell.
be loth to turn them together: A man may be tog Take heed, ere summer comes, or cuckoo-birds do confident: I would have nothing lie on my head: I sing.-
cannot be thus satisfied. Away, sir corporal Nym.-
Page. Look, where my ranting host of the GarBelieve it, Page; he speaks sense. (Eril Pistol. tcr comes: there is either liquor in his pate, or
Ford. I will be patient; I will find out this. money in his purse, when he looks so merrily. Nym. And this is true. (To Page.] I like not How now, mine host? the humour of lying. He hath wrong'd me in some humours; I should have borne the humoured lel
Enter Host and Shallow. ter to her: but I have a sword, and it shall bite upon my necessity. He loves your wise; there's Host. How now, bully-rook ? thou’rt a gentle the short and the long. My name is corporal Nym; man: cavalero-justice, I say. I speak, and I avouch. 'Tis true :-my name is Shal. I follow, mine host, I follow.-Good even Nym, and Falstaff loves your wife.-Adicu! I love and twenty, good master Page! Master Page, will not the humour of bread and cheese; and there's you go with us ? we have sport in hand. the humour of it. Adieu.
(Exit Nym. I lost. Tell him, cavalcro-justice.; tell him, bully Paçe. The humour of it, quoth 'a! here's a lel-rook. low frights humour out of his wits.
Shal. Sir, there is a fray to be fought, between Ford. I will seek out Falstaff.
sir Hugh the Welsh priest, and Caius the French Page. I never heard such a drawling, affecting doctor. rorrue.
Ford, Good mine host o' the Garter, a word Foril. If I do find it, well.
Page. I will not believe such a Cataian, though Host. What say'st thou, bully-rook ? the priest o' the town commended him for a true
[They go aside.
Shal. Will you [to Page) go with us to behold Ford. 'Twas a good sensible fellow: Well. it? my merry host hath had the measuring of their Page. How pow, Meg ?
weapons; and, I think, he hath appointed them Mrs. Page. Whither go you, George?-Hark contrary places : for, believe me, I hear, the paryou.
son is no jester. Hark, I will tell you what our Mrs. Ford, How now, sweet Frank? why art sport shall be. thoui melancholy?
Posl. 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.' Faith, thou hast some crotchets in of burnt sack to give me recourse to him, and tell thy head now.-Will you go, mistress Page ? him, my name is Brook; only for a jest.
Mrs. Page. Have with you. You'll come to Flost. 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 bc our messenger to this paltry knight. Brook: It is merry knight.-Will you go on,
[ Aside to Mrs. Ford. hearts ?
Shai. Have with you, minc host,
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.
these times you stand on distance, your passes, Mrs. Page. You are come to see my daughter stoccadocs, and I know not what: 'tis the heart, Anne?
master Page; 'tis here, 'tis here. I have seen the Quick. Ay, forsooth; and, I pray, how does time, with my long sword, I would have made you good mistrcsa Annc?
four tall' fellows skip like rats, Mrs. Page. Go in with us, and sce; we have an Host. Here, boys, here, here! shall we wag ? cour's talk with you.
Page. Have with you :--I had rather hear them (Exe. Mrs. Page, Mrs. Ford, and NIrs. Quick. scold than fight. Page. Ilow now, master Ford ?
(Ereunt Host, Shallow, and Page. Ford. You heard what this knave told me; did Ford. Though Page be a secure fool, and stands you not?
so firmly on his wife's frailty, yet I cannot put off Page. Yes; and you heard what the other told my opinion so easily: She was in his company at me ?
Page's house; and, what they made there, I know Ford. Do you think there is truth in ther? not. Well, I'will look further into't: and 'I have a
Page. Hang 'em, slaves! I do not think the disguise to sound Falstaff': 10 I find her honest, I Eight would offer it: bul thcsc that accusc him lose not my labour; if shc be otherwise, 'tis labour
(Exit. (1) A dog that misses his game. (2) A medley. 13) Consider. (4) A lying sharper.
(5) Stout, boid.. (6) Did