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Jul. How many women would do such a message ? For Theseus' perjury, and unjust flight; Alas, poor Proteus ! thou hast entertain'd

Which I so lively acted with my tears, A fox, to be the shepherd of thy lambs :

That my poor mistress, moved therewithal, Alas, poor fool! why do I pity him

Wept bitterly; and, would I might be dead, That with his very heart despiseth me?

If I in thought felt not her very sorrow! Because he loves her, he despiseth me;

sil. She is beholden to thee, gentle youth !-Because I love him, I must pity him.

Alas, poor lady! desolate and left !
This ring I gave him, when he parted from me, I weep myself, to think upon thy words.
To bind him to remember my good will :

Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee this And now am I (unhappy messenger)

For thy sweet mistress' sake, because thou lov'st To plead for that, which I would not obtain ;

her. To carry that which I would have refus'd;


[Erit Silvia. To praise his faith, which I would have disprais'd. Jul. And she shall thank you for't, if e'er you I am my master's true confirmed love ;

know her. But cannot be true servant to my master,

A virtuous gentlewoman, mild, and beautiful. Unless I prove false traitor to myself.

I hope my master's suit will be but cold, Yet I will woo for him ; but yet so coldly,

Since she respects my mistress' love so much. As, heaven it knows, I would not have him speed. Alas, how love can trifle with itself! Enter Silvia, attended.

Here is her picture: Let me see; I think,

If I had such a tire, this face of mine
Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my mean Were full as lovely as is this of hers :
To bring me where to speak with madam Silvia. And yet the painter flatter'd her a little,

sil. What would you with her, if that I be she ? Unless I flatter with myself too much.

Jul. If you be she, I do entreat your patience Her hair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow :
To hear me speak the message I am sent on. If that be all the difference in his love,
Sil. From whom ?

I'll get me such a colour'd periwig.
Jul. From my master, sir Proteus, madam. Her eyes are grey as glass; and so are mine :
Sil. O !he sends you for a picture?

Ay, but her forehead's low, and mine's as high. Jul. Ay, madam.

What should it be, that he respects in her, Sil. Ursula. bring my picture there.

But I can make respective in myself,

[Picture brought. If this fond love were not a blinded god ? Go, give your master this. tell him from me, Come, shadow, come, and take this shadow up, One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget, For 'tis thy rival. O thou senseless form, Would better fit his chamber, than this shadow. Thou shalt be worshipp'd, kiss'd, lov'd, and ador'd;

Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter.- And, were there sense in his idolatry, Pardon me, madam; I have unadvis'd

My substance should be statue in thy stead. Delivered you a paper that I should not :

I'll use thee kindly for thy mistress' sake, This is the letter to your ladyship.

That us'd me so; or else, by Jove I vow, sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again. I should have scratch'd out your unseeing eyes, Jul. It may not be; good madam, pardon me. To make my master out of love with thee. [Erit.

Sil. There, hold.
I will not look upon your master's lines :
I know, they are stuff'd with protestations,
And full of new-found oaths; which he will break,

As easily as I do tear his paper.

SCENE I.-The same. An Abbey.
Jul. Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring.
Sil. The more shame for him that he sends it

Enter Eglamour.
For, I have heard him say a thousand times, (me;
Pis Julia gave it him at his departure:

Egl. The sun begins to gild the western sky.

And now, it is about the very hour
Though his false finger hath profan'd the ring,
Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong.

That Silvia, at Patrick's cell, should meet me. Jul. She thanks you.

She will not fail ; for lovers break not hours,

Unless it be to come before their time;
Sil. What say'st thou ?
Jul. I thank you, madam, that you tender her:

So much they spur their expedition.
Poor gentlewoman! my master wrongs ber much.

Enter Silvia.
Sil. Dost thou know her?
Jul. Almost as well as I do know myself

See where she comes : Lady, a happy evening! To think upon her woes, I do protest,

Sil. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour That I have wept an hundred several times.

Out at the postern by the abbey-wall; sil. Belike, she thinks that Proteus hath forsook I fear, I am attended by some spies.

Egl. Fear not: the forest is not three leagues off: her. Jul. I think she doth, and that's her cause of

If we recover that, we are sure enough. (Exeunt. Sil. Is she not passing fair ?

(sorrow. SCENE II.-The same. An Apartment in the Jul. She hath been fairer, madam, than she is :

Duke's Palace.
When she did think my master lov'd her well,

Enter Thurio, Proteus, and Julia.
She, in my judgment, was as fair as you ;
But since she did neglect her looking-glass,

Thu. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit ? And threw her sun-expelling mask away,

Pro. 0, sir, I find her milder than she was ; The air hath starv'd the roses in her cheeks, And yet she takes exceptions at your person. And pinch'd the lily-tincture of her face,

Thú. What, that my leg is too long? That now she is become as black as I.

Pro. No; that it is too little.

(rounder. Sil. How tall was she?

Thu. I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat Jul. About my stature : for, at Pentecost, Pro. But love will not be spurr'd to what it loaths. When all our pageants of delight were play'd, Thu. What says she to my face? Our youth got me to play the woman's part,

Pro. She says, it is a fair one.

fblack. And I was trimm'd in madam Julia's gown, Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies; my face is Which served me as fit, by all men's judgment, Pro. But pearls are fair ; and the old saying is, As if the garment had been made for me :

Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes ; Therefore, I know she is about my height.

Jul. 'Tis true, such pearls as put out ladies' eyes; And, at that time, I made her weep a-good. For I had rather wink than look on them. Aside. For 1 did play a lamentable part;

Thu. How likes she my discourse? Madam, 'twas Ariadne, passioning

Pro. Ill, when you talk of war.


Thu. But well, when I discourse of love and What hallowing, and what stir, is this to-day?

These are my mates, that make their wills their law, Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your Have some unhappy passenger in chase : peace.

[dside. I hey love me well; yet I have much to do, Thu. What says she to my valour ?

To keep them from uncivil outrages. Pro. O, sir, she makes no doubt of that.

Withdraw thee, Valentine; who's this comes here? Jul. She needs not, when she knows it cowardice.

[Steps aside. [Aside.

Enter Proteus, Silvia, and Julia.
Thu. What says she to my birth?
Pro. That you are well deriv'd.

Pro. Madam, this service I have done for you, Jul. True; from a gentleman to a fool. (Aside. (Though you respect not aught your servant doth,) Thu. Considers she my possessions ?

To hazard life, and rescue you from him Pro. 0, ay; and pities them.

That would have forc'd your honour and your love. Tit. Wherefore?

Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look; Jul. That such an ass should owe them. (Aside. A smaller boon than this I cannot beg, Pro. That they are out by lease.

And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. Jul. Here comes the duke.

Val. How like a dream is this I see and hear!

Love, lend me patience to forbear a while. (Aside. Enter Duke.

Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I am ! Duke. How now, sir Proteus ? how now, Thurio ? Pro. Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came; Which of you saw sir Eglamour of late?

But, by my coming, I have made you happy. Thu. Not I.

Sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most unPro. Nor I.

happy. Duke. Saw you my daughter ?

Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your prePro.


(21side. Duke. Why, then she's fled unto that peasant sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion, Valentine ;

I would have been a breakfast to the beast, And Eglamour is in her company.

Rather than have false Proteus rescue me. 'Tis true ; for friar Laurence met them both, 0, heaven be judge, how I love Valentine, As he in penance wander'd through the forest : Whose life's as tender to me as my soul ; Him he knew well, and guess'd that it was she; And full as much, (for more there cannot be,) But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it :

I do detest false perjur'd Proteus : Besides, she did intend confession

Therefore be gone, solicit me no more. At Patrick's cell this even; and there she was not: Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next to These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence. Would I not undergo for one calm look? [death, Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse, 0, 'tis the curse in love, and still approv'd, But mount you presently; and meet with me When women cannot love, where they're belor'd. Upon the rising of the mountain-foot

Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's be. That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled. Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love, lov'd. Despatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me. [Exit. For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy faith Thu. Why this it is to be a peevish girl,

Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths That flies her fortune when it follows her:

Descended into perjury, to love me.
I'll after; more to be reveng'd on Eglamour, Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou had'st two,
Than for the love of reckless Silvia. [Exit. And that's far worse than none; better have none

Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love, Than plural faith, which is too much by one:
Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her. [Exit. Thou counterfeit to thy true friend!
Jul. And I will follow, more to cross that love, Pro.

In love, Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love. (Exit. Who respects friend ?


All men but Proteus. SCENE III.-Frontiers of Mantua. The Forest.

Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words Enter Silvia, and Out-laws.

Can no way change you to a milder form, Out. Come, come ;

I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end;

And love you 'gainst the nature of love, force you. Be patient, we must bring you to our captain.

Sil. O heaven! sil. A thousand more mischances than this one


I'll force thee yield to my desire. Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently.

Val. Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch; 2 Out. Come, bring her away. 1 out. Where is the gentleman that was with her? Thou friend of an ill fashion !

Pro. 3 Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath out-run us,

Valentine !

Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith or But Moyses, and Valerius, follow him. Go thou with her to the west end of the wood,

(For such is a friend now,) treacherous man! [love; There is our captain : we'll follow him that's 'fled. Thou hast beguild my hopes ; nought but mine eye The thicket is beset, he cannot 'scape.

Could have persuaded me : Now I dare not say, 1 Out. Come, I must bring you to our captain's Who should be trusted now, when one's right hand

I have one friend alive; thou would'st disprove me. Fear not; he bears an honourable mind,

(cave; Is perjur'd to the bosom? Proteus, And will not use a woman lawlessly. sil. O Valentine, this I endure for thee. (Exeunt. But count the world a stranger for thy sake.

I am sorry I must never trust thee more, SCENE IV. Another Part of the Forest. The private wound is deepest : 0 time, most curse! Enter Valentine.

'Mongst all foes, that a friend should be the worst

Pro. My shame and guilt confound me.-
Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man ! Forgive me, Valentine: if hearty sorrow
This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods,

Be a sufficient ransom for offence,
I better brook than flourishing peopled towns : I tender it here; I do as truly suffer,
Here can I sit alone, unseen of any,

As e'er I did commit.
And to the nightingale's complaining notes,


Then I am paid; Tune my distresses, and record my woes.

And once again I do receive thee honest :() thou that dost inhabit in my breast,

Who by repentance is not satisfied, Leave not the mansion so long tenantless ;

Is nor of heaven, nor earth ; for these are pleas'd ; Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall,

By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeas'd :And leave no memory of what it was!

And, that my love may appear plain and free, Repair me with thy presence, Silvia ;

All that was mine in Silvia, I give thee. Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain ! Jul. O me, unhappy!


Pro. Look to the boy.

Come not within the measure of my wrath : Val. Why, boy! why, wag! how now? what is Do not name Silvia thine; if once again, Look up; speak.

(the matter ? Milan shall not behold thee. Here she stands, Ju.

O good sir, my master charg'd me Take but possession of her with a touch ;-To deliver a ring to madam silvia;

I dare thee but to breathe upon my love.Which out of my neglect, was never done.

Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, 1; Pro. Where is that ring, boy?

I hold him but a fool, that will endanger Jul.

Here 'tis : this is it. His body for a girl that loves him not:

[Gives a ring. I claim her not, and therefore she is thine. Pro. How ! let me see :

Duke. The more degenerate and base art thou, Why this is the ring I gave to Julia.

To make such means for her as thou hast done, Jul. O, cry you mercy, sir, I have mistook ; And leave her on such slight conditions.This is the ring you sent to Silvia.

Now, by the honour of my ancestry,

[Shows another ring. I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine, Pro. But, how cam'st thou by this ring? at my And think thee worthy of an empress' love. I gave this unto Julia.

(depart, Know then, 1 here forget all former griefs, Jul. And Julia herself did give it me;

Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again. And Julia herself hath brought it hither.

Plead a new state in ihy unrivall'd merit, Pro. How! Julia !

To which I thus subscribe,-sir Valentine, Jul. Behold her that gave aim to all thy oaths, Thou art a gentleman, and well deriv'd; And entertain'd them deeply in her heart :

Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv'd her. How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root ? Val. I thank your grace ; the gift hath made me O Proteus, let this habit make thee blush !

Be thou asham'd, that I have took upon me I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake,
Such an immodest raiment; if shame live To grant one boon that I shall ask of you.
In a disguise of love :

Duke. I grant it, for thine own, whate'er it be.
It is the lesser blot, modesty finds, [minds. Val. These banish'd men, that I have kept withal,
Women to change their shapes, than men their Are men

endued with worthy qualities; Pro. Than men their minds ! 'tis true; O hea. Forgive them what they have committed here, ven! were man

And let them be recall'd from their exile:
But constant, he were perfect : that one error They are reform'd, civil, full of good,
Fills him with faults; makes him run through all And fit for great employment, worthy lord.
Inconstancy falls off, ere it begins :

(sins : Duke. Thou hast prevail'd; I pardon them, and
What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy
More fresh in Julia's with a constant eye? Dispose of them, as thou know'st their deserts.
Val. Come, come, a hand from either :

Come, let us go; we will include all jars Let me be blest to make this happy close ; With triumphs, mirth, and rare solemnity. "Twere pity two such friends should be long foes. Val. And, as we walk along, I dare be bold

Pro. Bear witness, heaven, I have my wish for With our discourse to make your grace to smile : Jul. And I have mine.

[ever. What think you of this page, my lord ? [blushes. Enter Out-laws, with Duke und Thurio.

Duke. I think the boy hath grace in him; he

Val. I warrant you, my lord ; more grace than boy. Out.

A prize, a prize, a prize! Duke. What mean you by that saying? Val. Forbear, I say; it is my lord the duke. Val. Please you, I'll tell you as we pass along, Your grace is welcome to a man disgrac'd, That you will wonder, what hath fortuned.Banished Valentine.

Come, Proteus ; 'tis your penance, but to hear Duke. Sir Valentine !

The story of your loves discovered: Thu. Yonder is Silvia; and Silvia's mine. That done, our day of marriage shall be yours; Val. Thurio, give back, or else embrace thy One feast, one house, one mutual happiness.





Mr. Ford; }tr


Robin, page to Falstaff. Fenton.

Simple, servant to Slender. Shallow, a country justice.

Rugby, servant to Dr. Caius. Slender, cousin to Shallow.

tno Gentlemen dwelling at Windsor.

, William Page, a boy, son to Mr. Page.

Mrs. Ford. Sir Hugh Evans, a Welch parson.

Mrs. Page. Dr. Caius, a French physician.

Mrs. Anne Page, her daughter, in love with Fenton. Host of the Garter Inn.

Mrs. Quickly, servant to Dr. Caius.
Pistol, Followers of Falstaff.

Servants to Page, Ford, &c.

SCENE, Windsor ; and the parts adjacent.


John Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, SCENE I.--Windsor. Before Page's House.


Slen. In the county of Gloster, justice of peace, Enter Justice Shallow, Slender, and Sir Hugh and coram. Evans.

Skal. Ay, cousin Slender, and Cust-alorum, Shal. Sir Hugh, persuade me not; I will make Slen. Ay, and ratolorum too; and a gentleman a Star-chamber matter of it: if he were twenty sir born, master parson; who writes himself armigero. in any bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, ar- Slen. You'll not confess, you'll not confess. migero.

Shal. That he will not ;-'tis your fault, 'tis your shal. Ay, that we do ; and have done any time fault:-"Tis a good dog. these three hundred years.

Page. A cur, sir. Slen. All his successors, gone before him, have $hal, Sir, he's a good dog, and a fair dog; Can done't; and all his ancestors, that come after him, there be more said ? he is good, and fair. Is sir may: they may give the dozen white luces in their John Falstaff here? coat.

Page. Sir, he is within ; and I would I could do Shal. It is an old coat.

a good office between you. Eva. The dozen white louses do become an old Eva. It is spoke as a Christians ought to speak. coat well; it agrees well, passant: it is a familiar Shal. He hath wrong'd me, master Page. beast to man, and signifies-love.

Page. Sir, he doth in some sort confess it. Shal. The luce is the fresh fish; the salt fish is Shal. If it be confess'd, it is not redress'd; is an old coat.

not that so, master Page ? He hath wrong'd me; Slen. I may quarter, coz ?

indeed, he hath ;-at a word he hath ;-believe me; Shal. You may, by marrying.

Robert Shallow, esquire, saith, he is wrong'd. Eva. It is marring, indeed, if he quarter it. Page. Here comes sir John. Shal. Not a whit.

Enter Sir John Falstaff, Bardolph, Nym, and Eva. Yes, py'r-lady; if he has a quarter of your coat, there is but three skirts for yourself, in my

Pistol. simple conjectures : but this is all one: If sír John Fal. Now, master Shallow; you'll complain of Falstaff have committed disparagements unto you, me to the king. I am of the church, and will be glad to do my be- Shal. Knight, you have beaten my men, killed nevolence, to make atonements and compromises my deer, and broke open my lodge. between you.

Fal. But not kiss'd your keeper's daughter ? Shal. The Council shall hear it; it is a riot. Shal. Tut, a pin ! this shall be answer'd.

Eva. It is not meet the Council hear a riot ; Fal. I will answer it straight ;-I have done all there is no fear of Got in a riot: the Council, look this:-That is now answer'd. you, shall desire to hear the fear of Got, and not to Shal. The Council shall know this. hear a riot; take your vizaments in that.

Fal. "Twere better for you, if it were known in Shal. Ha! o' my life, if I were young again, the counsel : you'll be laugh'd at. sword should end it.

Eva. Pauca verba, sir John, goot worts. Eva. It is petter that friends is the sword, and Fal. Good worts ! good cabbage.-Slender, I end it: and there is also another device in my broke your head ; What matter have you against me? prain, which, peradventure, prings goot discretions Slen. Marry, sir, I have matter in my head against with ít: There is Anne Page, which is daughter to you ; and against your coney-catching rascals, Barmaster George Page, which is pretty virginity, dolph, Nym, and Pistol. They carried me to the

Slen. Mistress Anne Page? She has brown hair, tavern, and made me drunk, and afterwards picked and speaks small like a woman.

my pocket. Eva. It is that fery person for all the 'orld, as Bard. You Banbury cheese! just as you will desire ; and seven hundred pounds Slen. Ay, it is no matter. of monies, and gold, and silver, is her grandsire, Pist. How now, Mephostophilus ? upon his death's-bed, (Got deliver to a joyful resur- Slen. Ay, it is no matter. rections !) give, when she is able to overtake seven- Nym. Slice, I say! pauca, pauca ; slice! that's my teen years old: it were a goot motion, if we leave humour. our pribbles and prabbles, and desire a marriage Slen. Where's Simple, my man ?-can you tell between roaster Abraham, and mistress Anne Page: cousin ?

Shal. Did her grandsire leave her seven hundred Eva. Peace: I pray you ! Now let us understand. pound?

There is three umpires in this matter, as I under. Eva. Ay, and her father is made her a petter penny. stand : that is--master Page, fidelicet, master Page,

Shal. I know the young gentlewoman; she has and there is myself, fidelicet, myself; and the three good gifts.

party is, lastly and finally, mine host of the Garter. Era. Seven hundred pounds, and possibilities, is Page. We three, to hear it, and end it between good gifts.

them. Shal. Well, let us see honest master Page : Is Eva. Ferry goot: I will make a prief of it in my Falstaff there?

note-book; and we will afterwards 'ork upon the Eva. Shall I tell you a lie? I do despise a liar, as cause, with as great discreetly as we can. I do despise one that is false; or, as I despise one Fal. Pistol,that is not true. The knight, sir John, is there; Pist. He hears with ears. and, I beseech you, be ruled by your well-willers. Eva. The tevil with his tam! what phrase is this, I will peat the door (knocks.] for master Page. He hears nrith ear? Why, it is affectations. What, hoa ! Got pless your house here !

Fal. Pistol, did you pick master Slender's purse? Enter Page.

Slen. Ay, by these gloves, did he, (or I would I

might never come in mine own great chamber again Page. Who's there?

else,) of seven groats in mill-sixpences, and two Eva. Here is Got's plessing, and your friend, and Edward shovel-boards, that cost me two shilling and justice Shallow : and here young master Slender; two pence a-piece of Yead Miller, by these gloves. that, peradventures, shall tell you another tale, if Fal. Is this true, Pistol ? matters grow to your likings.

Eva. No; it is false, if it is a pick-purse. Page. I am glad to see your worships well: I Pist. Ha, thou mountain-foreigner !-Sir John thank you for my venison, master Shallow.

and master mine, Shal. Master Page, I am glad to see you ; Much I combat challenge of this latten bilbo : good do it your good heart ! I wished your venison Word of denial in thy labras here; better; it was ill killed :--How doth good mistress Word of denial : froth and scum, thou liest. Page ?--and I love you always with my heart, la; Slen. By these gloves, then 'twas he. with my heart.

Nym. Be advis'd, sir, and pass good humours: Page. Sir, I thank you.

I will say, marry trap, with you, if you run the nutShal. Sir, I thank you ; by yea and no, I do. hook's humour on me : that is the very note of it. Puge. I am glad to see you, good master Slender. Slen. By this hat, then, he in the red face had it: Slen. How does your fallow greyhound, sir ? I for though I cannot remember what I did when eard say, he was out-run on Cotsale.

you made me drunk, yet I am not altogether an ass. Page. It could not be judg'd, sir.

Fal. What say you, Scarlet and John ?


Bard. Why, sir, for my part, I say, the gentleman when we are married, and have more occasion to had drunk himself out of his five sentences. know one another: I hope, upon familiarity will

Eva. It is his five senses : fie, what the igno- grow more contempt: but if you say, marry her, I rance is!

will marry her, that I am freely dissolved, and Bard. And being fap, sir, was, as they say, ca- dissolutely. shier'd; and so conclusions pass'd the careires. Eva. It is a fery discretion answer; save, the

Slen. Ay, you spake in Latin then too; but 'tis faul' is in the 'ort dissolutely : the 'ort is, according no matter : I'll ne'er be drunk whilst I live again, to our meaning, resolutely ;-his meaning is good. but in honest, civil, godly company, for this trick: Shal. Ay, I think my cousin meant well. if I be drunk, I'll be drunk with those that have the Slen. Ay, or else I would I might be hanged, la. fear of God, and not with drunken knaves.

Re-enter Anne Page. Eva. So Got 'udge me, that is a virtuous mind.

Fal. You hear all these matters denied, gentle- Shal. Here comes fair mistress Anne :-Would men ; you hear it.

I were young, for your sake, mistress Anne! Enter Mistress Anne Page with wine , Mistress

Anne. The dinner is on the table; my father de. Ford and Mistress Page following.

sires your worships' company.

Shal. I will wait on him, fair mistress Anne. Page. Nay, daughter, carry the wine in; we'll Eva. Od's plessed will! I will not be absence at drink within.

[Exit Anne Page. the grace. Exeunt Shallon and Sir H. Evans. Slen. O heaven! this is mistress Anne Page. Anne. Will't please your worship to come in, sir ? Page. How now, mistress Ford ?

Slen. No, I thank you, forsooth, heartily; I am Fal. Mistress Ford, by my troth, you are very very well. well met: by your leave, good mistress.

Anne. The dinner attends you, sir.

(kissing her. Slen. I am not a-hungry, I thank you, forsooth. Page. Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome :

-Go, sirrah, for all you are my man, go, wait upon Come, we have a hot venison pasty to dinner ; my cousin Shallow: [Exit Simple.) A justice of come gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down peace sometime may be beholden to his friend for a all unkindness.

man :-I keep but three men and a boy yet, till my [Exeunt all but Shal. Slender, and Evans. mother be dead : But what though ? yet I live like Slen I had rather than forty shillings, I had my a poor gentleman born. book of Songs and Sonnets here :

Anne. I may not go in without your worship: Enter Simple.

they will not sit, till you come.

Slen. I'faith, I'll eat nothing; I thank you as How now, Simple! Where have you been? I must much as though I did, wait on myself, must I ? You have not The Book of

Anne. I pray you, sir, walk in. Riddles about you, have you ?

Slen. I had rather walk here, I thank you; I Sim. Book of Riddles ! why, did not you lend it bruised my shin the other day with playing at sword to Alice Shortcake upon Allhallowmas last, a fort- and dagger with a master of fence, three veneys night afore Michaelmas ?

for a dish of stewed prunes; and, by my troth, I Shal. Come, coz; come, coz; we stay for you cannot abide the smell of hot meat since. Why do A word with you, coz: marry, this, coz; There is, as 'twere, a tender, a kind of tender,

made afar off your dogs bark so? be there bears i' the town.

Anne. I think there are, sir; I heard them talkby sir Hugh here;-Do you understand me? ed of. Slen. Ay, sir, you shall find me reasonable; if it

Slen. I love the sport well; but I shall as soon be so, I shall do that that is reason.

quarrel at it, as any man in England :--You are Shal. Nay, but understand me.

afraid, if you see the bear loose, are you not? Slen. So I do, sir.

Anne. Ay, indeed, sir. Eva. Give ear to his motions, master Slender: I

Slen. That's meat and drink to me now! I have will description the matter to you, if you be capa- seen Sackerson loose twenty times; and have taken city of it.

him by the chain : but, I warrant you, the women Slen. Nay, I will do as my cousin Shallow says: have so cried and shriek'd at it, that it pass'd :I pray you, pardon me; he's a justice of peace in but women, indeed, cannot abide 'em; they are his country, simple though I stand here.

very ill favoured rough things. Eva. But this is not the question; the question is concerning your marriage.

Re-enter Page. Shal. Ay, there's the point, sir.

Page. Come, gentle master Slender, come: we Eva. Marry, is it; the very point of it; to mis

stay for you. tress Anne Page.

Slen. i'll eat nothing, I thank you, sir. Slen. Why, if it be so, I will marry her, upon Page. By cock and pye, you shall not choose, any reasonable demands.

sir: come, come. Eva. But can you affection the 'oman ? Let us

Slen. Nay, pray you, lead the way. command to know that of your mouth, or of your

Page. Come on, sir. lips; for divers philosophers hold, that the lips is

Slen. Mistress Anne, yourself shall go first. parcel of the mouth ;-Therefore, precisely, can

Anne. Not I, sir; pray you, keep on. you carry your good will to the maid? Shal. Cousin, Abraham Slender, can you love not do you that wrong.

Slen. Truly, I will not go first ; truly, la: I will her ?

Anne. I pray you, sir. Slen. I hope, sir,-I will do, as it shall become Slen. I'll rather be unmannerly than troubleone that would do reason.

some; you do yourself wrong, indeed, la. [Exeunt. Eva. Nay, Got's lords and his ladies, you must speak possitable, if you can carry her your desires

SCENE II.-The same. towards her.

Enter Sir Hugh Evans and Simple. Shal. That you must: Will you, upon good dowry, marry her?

Eva. Go your ways, and ask of Doctor Caius' Slen. I will do a greater thing than that, upon house, which is the way: and there dwells one your request, cousin, in any reason.

mistress Quickly, which is in the manner of his Shal. Nay, conceive me, conceive me, sweet coz; nurse, or his dry nurse, or his cook, or his laundry, what I do, is to pleasure you, coz: Can you love his washer, and his wringer. the maid?

Simp. Well, sir. Slen. I will marry her, sir, at your request; but Eva. Nay, it is petter yet :-give her this letif there be no great love in the beginning, yet hea-ter; for it is a 'oman that altogether's acquaintance ven may decrease it upon better acquaintance, with mistress Anne Page and the letter is, to de.

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