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And yet she takes exceptions at your person.
1 Out. Where is the gentleman that was with her ? Thu. What! that my leg is too long?
3 Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath outrun us ; Pro. No, that it is too little.
But Moyses, and Valerius, follow him. Thu. I'll wear a boot to make it somewhat rounder. Go thou with her to the west end of the wood; Jul. But love will not be spurr'd to what it loaths. There is our captain. We'll follow him that's fled :
[Aside. The thicket is beset; he cannot 'scape. Thu. What says she to my face?
1 Out. Come, I must bring you to our captain's cave. Pro. She says it is a fair one.
Fear not; he bears an honourable mind, Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies: my face is black. And will not use a woman lawlessly. Pro. But pearls are fair, and the old saying is, Sil. O Valentine ! this I endure for thee. [Exeunt. Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes.
SCENE IV.-Another Part of the Forest. Jul. 'Tis true, such pearls as put out ladies' eyes; For I had rather wink than look on them. [Aside.
Enter VALENTINE. Thu. How likes she my discourse ?
Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man! Pro. III, when you talk of war.
These shadowy, desert, unfrequented woods, Thu. But well, when I discourse of love and peace? I better brook than flourishing peopled towns. Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your peace. Here can I sit alone, unseen of any,
[ Aside. And to the nightingale's complaining notes Thu. What says she to my valour ?
Tune my distresses, and record my woes.
O! thou that dost inhabit in my breast,
[ Aside. Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall, Thu. What says she to my birth?
And leave no memory of what it was ! Pro. That you are well deriv'd.
Repair me with thy presence, Silvia ! Jul. True; from a gentleman to a fool. [Aside. Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain !Thu. Considers she my large possessions ?
What halloing, and what stir, is this to-day? [Shouts. Pro. O! ay; and pities them.
These my rude mates, that make their wills their law, Thu. Wherefore?
Have some unhappy passenger in chase.
To keep them from uncivil outrages.
Withdraw thee, Valentine: who's this comes here? Enter Duke, angrily.
[Withdraws. Duke. How now, sir Proteus! how now, Thurio !
Enter Proteus, Silvia, and Julia. Which of you saw sir Eglamour of late ?
Pro. Madam, this service having done for you, Thu. Not I.
(Though you respect not aught your servant doth) Pro. Nor I.
To hazard life, and rescue you from bim, Duke. Saw you my daughter?
That would have forc'd your honour and your love, Pro. Neither.
Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look. Duke. Why, then
A smaller boon than this I cannot beg, She's filed unto that peasant Valentine,
And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. And Eglamour is in ber company.
Val. How like a dream is this, I see, and hear! Tis true; for friar Lawrence met them both,
Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile. [Aside. As he in penance wander'd through the forest :
Sil. O, miserable ! unbappy that I am! Him he knew well; and guess'd that it was she, Pro. Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came; But, being mask'd, he was not sure of her:
But by my coming I have made you happy. Besides, she did intend confession
Sil. By thy approach thou mak’st me most unhappy. At Patrick's cell this even, and there she was not. Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your presence. These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence:
[Aside. Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse,
Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion, Bat mount you presently; and meet with me
I would have been a breakfast to the beast, Upon the rising of the mountain-foot,
Rather than have false Proteus rescue me. That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled. 0, heaven! be judge, how I love Valentine, Dispatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me.
Whose life's as tender to me as my soul ;
[Exit in haste. And full as much (for more there cannot be) Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish girl,
I do detest false, perjur'd Proteus : That flies her fortune when it follows her.
Therefore be gone: solicit me no more. 11 after, more to be reveng'd on Eglamour,
Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next to death, Than for the love of reckless Silvia.
[Exit. Would I not undergo for one calm look. Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love, 0! 'tis the curse in love, and still approv'd, Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her. [Exit. When women cannot love where they're belov'd. Jul. And I will follow, more to cross that love, Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's belov'd. Tian hate for Silvia that is gone for love. [Exit. Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love, SCENE III.—The Forest.
For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy faith
Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths
Descended into perjury to love me.
[Drawing her in. And that's far worse than none: better have none Sil. A thousand more mischances than this one Than plural faith, which is too much by one. Hare learn'd me how to brook this patiently. Thou counterfeit to thy true friend ! ? Out. Come, bring her away.
Who respects friend?
Fills bim with faults; makes him run through all the sins :
Inconstancy falls off, ere it begins.
More fresh in Julia's, with a constant eye?
Val. Come, come, a hand from either. And love you 'gainst the nature of love: force you. Let me be blest to make this happy close: Sil. O heaven!
"Twere pity two such friends should be long foes. Pro.
I'll force thee yield to my desire. Pro. Bear witness, heaven, I have my wish for ever. Val. [Coming forward.] Ruffian, let go that rude Jul. And I mine. uncivil touch;
Enter Outlaws, with Duke and Thurio. Thou friend of an ill fashion !
Out. A prize ! a prize! a prize! Pro. Valentine !
Val. Forbear: forbear, I say; it is my lord the duke. Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith orlove; Your grace is welcome to a man disgrac’d, (For such is a friend now) treacherous man!
Banished Valentine. Thou hast beguild my hopes : nought but mine eye Duke.
Sir Valentine ! Could have persuaded me. Now dared I to say, Thu. Yonder is Silvia ; and Silvia's mine. I have one friend alive, thou would'st disprove me. Val. Thurio, give back, or else embrace thy death. Who should be trusted now, when one's right hand Come not within the measure of my wrath : Is perjur'd to the bosom? Proteus,
Do not name Silvia thine; if once again, I am sorry I must never trust thee more,
Milano shall not hold thee. Here she stands :
Take but possession of her with a touch.
His body for a girl that loves him not:
I claim her not, and therefore she is thine.
Duke. The more degenerate and base art thou, I tender 't here : I do as truly suffer,
To make such means for her as thou hast done,
And leave her on such slight conditions.
Now, by the honour of my ancestry,
I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine, Who by repentance is not satisfied,
And think thee worthy of an empress' love. Is nor of heaven, nor earth; for these are pleas'd : Know then, I here forget all former griefs, By penitence th’ Eternal's wrath's appeas'd.
Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again,
may appear plain and free, Plead a new state in thy unrivall’d merit, All that was mine in Silvia I give thee.
To which I thus subscribe.—Sir Valentine, Jul. O me unhappy!
Thou art a gentleman, and well deriv’d: Pro. Look to the boy.
Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv’d her. Val. Why, boy! why, wag! how now! what's the Val. I thank your grace; the gift hath made me matter? look up; speak.
happy. Jul. O good sir! my master charg'd me to deliver a I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake, ring to madam Silvia, which, out of my neglect, was To grant one boon that I shall ask of you. never done.
Duke. I grant it for thine own, whate'er it be. Pro. Where is that ring, boy?
Val. These banish'd men, that I have kept withal, Jul.
Here 'tis: this is it. [Gives a ring. Are men endued with worthy qualities : Pro. How! let me see.
Forgive them what they have committed here,
And let them be recall'd from their exile.
Duke. Thou hast prevail'd; I pardon them, and thee: At my depart I gave this unto Julia.
Dispose of them, as thou know'st their deserts. Jul. And Julia herself did give it me;
Come; let us go: we will conclude all jars And Julia herself hath brought it hither.
With triumphs, mirth, and rare solemnity: Pro. How? Julia!
[Discovering herself. Val. And as we walk along, I dare be bold Jul. Behold her that gave aim to all thy oaths, With our discourse to make your grace to smile. And entertain'd them deeply in her heart:
What think you of this stripling page, my lord? How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root !
Duke. I think the boy hath grace in him : he blushes. O Proteus ! let this habit make thee blush:
Val. I warrant you, my lord, more grace than boy. Be thou asham'd, that I have took upon me
Duke. What mean you by that saying, Valentine? Such an immodest raiment; if shame live
Val. Please you, I'll tell you as we pass along, In a disguise of love.
will wonder what hath fortuned.It is the lesser blot, modesty finds,
Come, Proteus; 'tis your penance, but to hear
One feast, one house, one mutual happiness. [Exeunt. But constant, he were perfect : that one error
THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR. .
Sir John FALSTAFF.
Pistol, Followers of Falstaff. Shallow, a Country Justice.
Nym, SLENDER, Cousin to Shallow.
Robin, Page to Falstaff. Ford, Two Gentlemen dwelling at Windsor.
Simple, Servant to Slender. Page,
John Rugby, Servant to Dr. Caius. William Page, a Boy, Son to Mr. Page.
Mrs. FORD. Sir Hugh Evans, a Welsh Parson.
Mrs. Page. Dr. Caius, a French Physician.
ANNE Page, her Daughter, in love with Fenton. Host of the Garter Inn.
Mrs. QUICKLY, Servant to Dr. Caius.
three hundred years.
SCENE 1.-Windsor. Before Page's House.
Eva. It is petter that friends is the sword, and end
it: and there is also another device in my prain, which, Enter Justice Swallow, SLENDER, and Sir Hugh Evans.
peradventure, prings goot discretions with it. There is
Anne Page, which is daughter to master George Page, Shal. Sir Hugh, persuade me not; I will make a which is pretty virginity. Star-chamber matter of it: if he were twenty sir John Slen. Mistress Anne Page? She has brown hair, Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, esquire. and speaks small, like a woman. Slen. In the county of Gloster, justice of peace, and Eva. It is that fery person for all the orld; as just
as you will desire, and seven hundred pounds of monies, Shal. Ay, cousin Slender, and cust-alorum. and gold, and silver, is her grandsire, upon his death's
Slen. Ay, and ratolorum too; and a gentleman born, bed (Got deliver to a joyful resurrections !) give, when master parson; who writes himself armigero; in any she is able to overtake seventeen years old. It were a 1 bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, armigero. goot motion, if we leave our pribbles and prabbles, Shal. Ay, that I do, and have done any time these and desire a marriage between master Abraham, and
mistress Anne Page. Slen. All his successors, gone before him, hath done't; Slen. Did her grandsire leave her seven hundred and all his ancestors, that come after him, may: they pound? may give the dozen white luces in their coat.
Eva. Ay, and her father is make her a petter penny; Skal. It is an old coat.
Slen. I know the young gentlewoman; she has good Era. The dozen white louses do become an old coat gifts. well; it agrees well, passant: it is familiar beast to Eva. Seven hundred pounds, and possibilities, is man, and signifies love.
good gifts. Skal. The luce is the fresh fish; the salt fish is an Shal. Well, let us see honest master Page. Is
Falstaff there? Slen. I may quarter, coz?
Eva. Shall I tell you a lie? I do despise a liar, as Shal. You may, by marrying.
I do despise one that is false; or, as I despise one Era. It is marring, indeed, if he quarter it. that is not true. The knight, sir John, is there; and, Shal. Not a whit.
I beseech you, be ruled by your well-willers. I will Era. Yes, per-lady: if he has a quarter of your coat, peat the door for master Page. [Knocks.] What, hoa ! there is but three skirts for yourself
, in my simple con- Got pless your house here! jeetures. But that is all one: if sir John Falstaff have Page. Who's there? [Above, at the window. committed disparagements unto you, I am of the church, Eva. Here is Got's plessing, and your friend, and and will be glad to do my benevolence, to make atone- justice Shallow; and here young master Slender, that, Dents and compremises between you..
peradventures, shall tell you another tale, if matters Shal. The council shall hear it: it is a riot.
grow to your likings. Era. It is not meet the council hear a riot ; there
Enter Page. is no fear of Got in a riot. The council, look you, Page. I am glad to see your worships well. I Sall desire to hear the fear of Got, and not to hear a thank you for my venison, master Shallow. Det: take your vizaments in that.
Shal. Master Page, I am glad to see you: much Skal. Ha! o' my life, if I were young again the good do it your good heart. I wished your venison ford should end it.
better; it was ill kill'd.—How doth good mistress
you hear it.
Page ?—and I thank you always with my heart, la ; might never come in mine own great chamber again with my heart.
else) of seven groats in mill-sixpences, and two Edward Page. Sir, I thank you.
shovel-boards, that cost me two shilling and two pence Shal. Sir, I thank you; by yea and no, I do. a-piece of Yed Miller, by these gloves. Page. I am glad to see you, good master Slender. Fal. Is this true, Pistol ?
Slen. How does your fallow greyhound, sir? I Eva. No; it is false, if it is a pick-purse. heard say, he was outrun on Cotsold.
Pist. Ha, thou mountain-foreigner !—Sir John and Page. It could not be judg’d, sir.
master mine, Slen. You'll not confess, you'll not confess. I combat challenge of this latten bilbo :
Shal. That he will not;—'tis your fault, 'tis your Word of denial in thy labras here; fault.- 'Tis a good dog.
Word of denial: froth and scum, thou liest. Page. A cur, sir.
Slen. By these gloves, then 'twas he. Shal. Sir, he's a good dog, and a fair dog; can Nym. Be advised, sir, and pass good humours. I will there be more said ? he is good, and fair. Is sir John say, marry trap,” with you, if you run the nuthook's Falstaff here?
humour on me; that is the very note of it. Page. Sir, he is within; and I would I could do a Slen. By this hat, then he in the red face had it; for good office between you.
though I cannot remember what I did when you made Eva. It is spoke as a Christians ought to speak. me drunk, yet I am not altogether an ass. Shal. He hath wrong'd me, master Page.
Fal. What say you, Scarlet and John? Page. Sir, he doth in some sort confess it.
Bard. Why, sir, for my part, I say, the gentleman Shal. If it be confess'd, it is not redress’d: is not had drunk himself out of his five sentences. that so, master Page? He hath wrong'd me; indeed, Eva. It is his five senses : fie, what the ignorance is! he hath ;-at a word, he hath ;-believe me :-Robert Bard. And being fap, sir, was, as they say, cashier'd ; Shallow, esquire, saith he is wrong'd.
and so conclusions pass’d the carieres. Page. Here comes sir John.
Slen. Ay, you spake in Latin then too; but 'tis no Enter Sir John Falstaff, BARDOLPH, NYM, matter. I'll ne'er be drunk whilst I live again, but in and Pistol.
honest, civil, godly company, for this trick : if I be Fal. Now, master Shallow; you'll complain of me drunk, I'll be drunk with those that have the fear of to the king?
God, and not with drunken knaves. Shal. Knight, you have beaten my men, killed my Eva. So Got 'udge me, that is a virtuous mind. deer, and broke open my lodge.
Fal. You hear all these matters denied, gentlemen; Fal. But not kiss'd your keeper's daughter. Shal. Tut, a pin! this shall be answered.
Enter Anne Page with Wine ; and Mistress Ford and Fal. I will answer it straight:- I have done all
Mistress Page. this.—That is now answered.
Page. Nay, daughter, carry the wine in ; we'll drink Shal. The council shall know this.
[Exit ANNE Page. Fal. 'Twere better for you, if it were known in Slen. Oh heaven! this is mistress Anne Page. counsel : you'll be laughed at.
[Following and looking after her. Eva. Pauca verba, sir John; good worts.
Page. How now, mistress Ford ! Fal. Good worts ? good cabbage. -Slender, I broke Fal. Mistress Ford, by my troth, you are very well your head; what matter have you against me? met: by your leave, good mistress.
[Kissing her. Slen. Marry, sir, I have matter in my head against Page. Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome.—Come, you; and against your coney-catching rascals, Bar- we have a hot venison pasty to dinner: come, gentledolph, Nym, and Pistol. They carried me to the men, I hope we shall drink' down all unkindness. tavern, and made me drunk, and afterwards picked [Exeunt all but Shallow, SLENDER, and Evans. my pocket.
Slen. I had rather than forty shillings, I had my Bard. You Banbury cheese!
book of songs and sonnets here.Slen. Ay, it is no matter.
Enter Simple. Pist. How now, Mephostophilus?
How now, Simple! Where have you been? I must Slen. Ay, it is no matter.
wait on myself, must I? You have not the book of Nym. Slice, I say! pauca, pauca; slice! that's my riddles about you, have you ? humour.
Sim. Book of riddles ! why, did you not lend it to Slen. Where's Simple, my man?—can you tell, Alice Shortcake upon Allhallowmas last, a fortnight cousin ?
afore Michaelmas ? Eva. Peace! I pray you. Now let us understand : Shal. Come, coz; come, coz; we stay for
А there is three umpires in this matter, as I understand; word with you, coz; marry, this, coz: there is, as that is master Page, fidelicet, master Page; and there 'twere, a tender, a kind of tender, made afar off by sir is myself, fidelicet, myself; and the three party is, Hugh here : do you understand me? lastly and finally, mine host of the Garter.
Slen. Ay, sir, you shall find me reasonable : if it be Page. We three, to hear it, and end it between so, I shall do that that is reason. them.
Shal. Nay, but understand me. Eva. Fery goot: I will make a prief of it in my Slen. So I do, sir. note-book; and we will afterwards 'ork upon the Eva. Give ear to his motions, master Slender. I will cause, with as great discreetly as we can.
escription the matter to you, if you be capacity of it. Fal. Pistol !
Slen. Nay, I will do as my cousin Shallow Pist. He hears with ears.
pray you, pardon me; he's a justice of peace in his Eva. The tevil and his tam! what phrase is this? country, simple though I stand here. “He hears with ear?” Why, it is affectations. Eva. But that is not the question : the question is
Fal. Pistol, did you pick master Slender's purse ? concerning your marriage.
Era. Marry, is it, the very point of it; to mistress by the chain; but, I warrant you, the women have so Anne Page.
cried and shriek’d at it, that it pass'd: but women, Slen. Why, if it be so, I will marry her upon any indeed, cannot abide 'em; they are very ill-favoured reasonable demands.
rough things. Era. But can you affection the 'oman? Let us de
Re-enter Page, mand to know that of your mouth, or of your lips ; for Page. Come, gentle master Slender, come; we stay divers philosophers hold, that the lips is parcel of the for you. mouth; therefore, precisely, can you carry your good Slen. I'll eat nothing, I thank you, sir. will to the maid?
Page. By cock and pye, you shall not choose, sir. Shal. Cousin Abraham Slender, can you love her? Come, come.
Slen. I hope, sir, I will do, as it shall become one Slen. Nay; pray you, lead the way.
Page. Come on, sir.
, if you can carry her your desires towards Anne. Not I, sir ; pray you, keep on. her.
Slen. Truly, I will not go first: truly, la, I will not Shal. That you must. Will you, upon good dowry, do you
Anne. I pray you, sir. Slen. I will do a greater thing than that, upon your Slen. I'll rather be unmannerly, than troublesome. request, cousin, in any reason.
You do yourself wrong, indeed, la.
[Exeunt. Shal. Nay, conceive me, conceive me, sweet coz:
SCENE II.-The Same. what I do, is to pleasure you, coz.
love the maid?
Enter Sir Hugh Evans and Simple. Slen. I will marry her, sir, at your request ; but if Eva. Go your ways, and ask of doctor Caius' house, there be no great love in the beginning, yet heaven which is the way; and there dwells one mistress may decrease it upon better acquaintance, when we are Quickly, which is in the manner of his nurse, or his married, and have more occasion to know one another. dry nurse, or his cook, or his laundry, his washer, and I hope, upon familiarity will grow more contempt : his wringer. but if you say, “marry her," I will marry her; that Sim. Well, sir. I am freely dissolved, and dissolutely.
Eva. Nay, it is petter yet.—Give her this letter; for Eva. It is a fery discretion answer; save, the fault it is a 'oman that altogether's acquaintance with misis in the 'ort dissolutely : the 'ort is, according to our tress Anne Page: and the letter is, to desire and require meaning, resolutely.- His meaning is good.
her to solicit your master's desires to mistress Anne Skal. Ay, I think my cousin meant well.
Page: I pray you, be gone. I will make an end of my Slen. Ay, or else I would I might be hanged, la. dinner: there's pippins and cheese to come. (Exeunt. Re-enter Anne Page.
SCENE III.-A Room in the Garter Inn. Shal. Here comes fair mistress Anne.-Would I were young, for your sake, mistress Anne !
Enter Falstaff, Host, Bardolph, Nym, Pistol, and
Robin. Aane. The dinner is on the table; my father desires your worship's company,
Fal. Mine host of the Garter ! Shal. I will wait on him, fair mistress Anne.
Host. What says my bully-rook? Speak scholarly, Eva. Od's plessed will! I will not be absence at the and wisely. grace.
[Ereunt Shallow and Evans, Fal. Truly, mine host, I must turn away some of my Anne. Will't please your worship to come in, sir ? followers. Slen. No, I thank you, forsooth, heartily; I am very Host. Discard, bully Hercules; cashier : let them well.
wag; trot, trot. Anne. The dinner attends you, sir.
Fal. I sit at ten pounds a-week. Slen. I am not a-hungry, I thank you, forsooth.-Go, Host. Thou’rt an emperor, Cæsar, Keisar, and sirrah, for all you are my man, go, wait upon my cousin Pheazar. I will entertain Bardolph; he shall draw, Shallow. [Exit Simple.] A justice of peace sometime he shall tap : said I well, bully Hector? may be beholding to his friend for a man.— I keep but Fal. Do so, good mine host. three men and a boy yet, till my mother be dead; but Host. I have spoke ; let him follow.-Let me see what though? yet I live like a poor gentleman born. thee froth, and lime: I am at a word; follow. (Exit Host. ! Anne. I may not go in without your worship : they Fal. Bardolph, follow him. A tapster is a good will not sit, till you come.
trade: an old cloak makes a new jerkin; a withered Sien. I'faith, I'll eat nothing ; I thank you as much servingman, a fresh tapster. Go; adieu. as though I did.
Bard. It is a life that I have desired. I will thrive. Anne. I pray you, sir, walk in.
[Exit BARDOLPH. Slen. I had rather walk here, I thank you. I bruised Pist. O base Gongarian wight! wilt thou the spigot my shin the other day with playing at sword and dagger wield ? with a master of fence, (three veneys for a dish of Nym. He was gotten in drink: is not the humour steved prunes) and, by my troth, I cannot abide the conceited ? His mind is not heroic, and there's the smell of hot meat since. Why do your dogs bark so? humour of it. be there bears i' the town?
(Dogs bark. Fal. I am glad I am so acquit of this tinder-box : Aane. I think, there are, sir; I heard them talked of. I his thefts were too open; his filching was like an unSlen. I love the sport well; but I shall as soon skilful singer, he kept not time. gearrel at it as any man in England. You are afraid, Nym. The good humour is to steal at a minim's rest. If you see the bear loose, are you not?
Pist. Convey the wise it call. Steal? foh! a fico dane. Ay, indeed, sir.
for the phrase! Slen. That's meat and drink to me, now: I have seen Fal. Well, sirs, I am almost out at heels. Sackerson loose, twenty times, and have taken him Pist. Why then, let kibes ensue.