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Slen. Give you good morrow, sir.

Host. Muck-water, in our English tongue, je Caius. Vat be all you, one, two, tree, four, come valor, bully. for!

Caius. By gar, then I have as much muck-vatet Host. To see thee fight, to see thee foin, to see as de Englishman: - Scurvy Jack-dog priest! by thee traverse, to see thee here, to see thee there; to gar, me vill cut his ears. set thee pass thy puntc, thy stock, thy reverse, thy Host. He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully. distance, thy moniant. Is he dead, my Ethiopian? Caius. Clapper-de-claw! vat is dat? is he dead, my Francisco? ha, bully! What says Host. That is, he will make thee amends. my Æsculapius! my Galen? my heart of elder! Cuius. By gar, me do look, he shall clapper-de ba! is he dead, bully Slale? is he dead?

claw me; for by gar, me vill have it. Caius. By gar, he is de coward Jack priest of Host. And I will provoke him to 't, or let him wag. the vorld: he is not show his face,

Caius. Me tank you for dat. Host. Thou art a Castilian king, Urinal! Hector Host. And moreover, bully,— But first, master of Greece, my boy!

guest, and master Page, and eke cavalero Slender, Caiux. I pray you, bear vitness that me have stay go you through the town to Frogmore. six or seven, two, tree hours for him, and he is no

(Aside to them.

Page. Sir Hugh is there, is he? Shal. He is the wiser man, master doctor: he is Host. He is there: see what humor he is in; and a curer of souls, and you a curer of bodies; if you I will bring the doctor about by the fields: will it should fight, you go against the hair of your pro- do well? fessions: is it not true, master Page ?

Shal. We will do it. Paga. Master Shallow, you have yourself been Page, Shal., and Slen. Adieu, good master doca great fighier, though now a man of peace.

tor.

[Exeunt PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER. Shal. Bodykins, mister Page, though I now be Caius. By yar, me vill kill de priest; for he old, and of the peace, if I see a sword out, my fin. speak for a jack-an-ape to Anne Page. ger itches to make one: though we are justices, and Host. Let him die: but, first, sheath thy impadortors, and churchmen, master Page, we have tience; throw cold water on thy choler: go about pune salt of our youta in us; we are the sons of the fields with me through Frog more: I will bring women, master Page.

thee where Mrs. Anne Page is, at a farm-house, å Page. 'Tis true, master Shallow.

feastiny; and thou shalt woo her: Cry'd game, Shal. It will be found so, master Page. Master said I well ? Doctor Caius, I am come to fetch you home. I am Caius. By gar, me tank you for dat; by gar, I sworn of the peace; you have showed yourself a love you; and I shall procure-a you de good guest, wise physician, and sir llogh hath shown himself a de earl, de knight, de lords, de gentleinen, my Wise and patient churchman: you must go with patients. me, master doctor.

Host. For the which, I will be thy adversary to Husi. Pardon, guest justice:– A word, monsieur wards Anne Page; said I well! dluck water ?

Caius. By gur, 'tis good; vell said.
Caus. Muck-vater! vat is dat?

Host. Let us wag then.
Cuius. Come at my heels, Jack Rugby. (Exeunt.

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ACT III.

We town way.

SCENE I.- A Field near Frogmore. master Shallow, and another gentleman from Frog

more, over the stile, this way. Enter Sir H:Evans and SIMPLE.

Era. Pray you, give me my gown; or else keep Era. I pray you now, good master Slender's it in your arms. merring man, and friend Simple by your name, which way have you looked for Master Caius, that

Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER. calls himself Doctor of Physic?

Shal. How now, master parson? Good morrow, Sim. Marry, sir, the city-ward, the park-ward, good sir Hugh. Keep a gamester from the dice and esery way; old Windsor way, and every way but

a good student from his book, and it is wonderful.

Slen. Ah, sweet Anne Page! Er. I most fehemently desire you, you will also look that way.

Puge. 'Save you, good sir Hugh!

Eru. Pless you from his mercy sake, all of you! Sin. I will, sir. Era. 'Pless my soul! how full of cholers I amstudy them both, master parson?

Shal. What! the sword and the word! do you und trembling of mind!-1 shall be glad, if he nave deceived me:-- how melancholies I am!-I hose, this raw rheumatic day?

Page. And youthful still, in your doublet and will knog his urinals about his knave's costard, Eiu. There is reasons and causes for it. when I have good opportunities for the 'ork :

Puge. We are come to you, to do a good office, pless my soul!

[Sings. master parson.
To shallow rivers, to whose falls

Era. Fery well: What is it?
Melodious birds sings madrigals ;

Page. Yonder is a most reverend gentleman,
There will we make our peds of roses,

who belike, having received wrong by some person, And a thousand fragrant posies,

is at most odds with his own gravity and patience, To shallow

that ever you saw. Mercy on me! I have a great dispositions to cry.

Shal. I have lived fourscore years and upwards;

I never heard a man of his place, gravity, and Melodious birds sing madrigals ;

learning, so wide of his own respect?
When as I sat in Pahylon,

Eva. What is he?
And a thousand vagram posies.

Page. I think you know him; master doctor
To shallow

Caius, the renowned French physician. Sin. Yonder he is coming, this way, sir Hugh. I had as lief you would tell me of a mess of

Eru. Got's will, and his passion of my heart! Era. He's welcome :

porridge. To shallow rirers, to whose falls

Page. Why? traver prosper the right!-- What weapons is he? Eru. He has no more knowledge in Hibocrates Sim. Vo weapons sir. There comes my master, and Galen,- and he is a knave besides; a coward. Panee.

* Terms in Fencing. ly knave, as you would desires to be acquainted Druin of a dunzhill • Head.

withal.

John ape.

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Page. I warrant you he's 'he man should fight! Ford. Sir John Falstaff! with him.

Mrs. Puge. He, he: I can never hit on's name Sien. O, sweet Anne Page!

There is such a league between my good man and
shal. It appears so, by his weapons; - Keep he!-- Is your wile at home, indeed?
nein asunder;- here comes doctor i aius.

Ford. Indeed, she is.
Entre Host, CATUS, and RCGBY.

Mrs. Puge. By your leave, sir;--I am sick. till

I see her. Exeunt Mrs. Page und Robin. Page. Nay, good master parson, keep in your Ford. Has Page any brains ? hath he any eves ! weapon.

hath he any thinking sure they sleep; he hath no Shal. So do you, good master doctor.

use oi them. Why, this boy will carry a letter Host. Disarm them, and let thein question : let! twenty miles, as easy as a caiinon will shoot pointthem keep their limbs whole, and back our Engblank twelve sco e. He pieces-out his wife's inlisb.

clination; he gives her tolly motion, and advantage : Caius. I pray you, let-a me speak a word vit and now she's going to my wite, and Falstan s bov your ear: verelore vill you not meet-a me? with her. A man inay near this shower sing ini Eva. Pray you, use your patience: In good time. the wind! --and Falstáit's boy with her!-- 600d Caius. By gar, you are de coward, de Jack dog, plots! -- they are laid; and our revolted wives share

damnation together. Well; I will take hin, then Eva. Pray you, let us not be laughing-stogs to torture my wife, pluck the borrowed veil of me other men s humors; I desire you in friendship, desty from the so seeming mistress Paye, divulge and I will one way or other make you amends: Page himselt for a secure and wilful Aciæon; and and I will kno: your urinals about your knave's to these violent proceedings all my neighbors shall cogscomb, for missing your ineetings and appoint- cry aim. [Cwih strikts. The ciock gives me my ments.

cu", and my assurance bids me search ; ibere I shall Caius. Diable! - Jack Rugby,- mine Host de tird Falstait: I shall be rather praised for this than Jarterre, have I not stay for him, to kill him? have mucked; tor it is as positive as the earth is firm, I not, at de place I did appoint?

that Falstatt is there : I wil go.
Eva. As am a Christians soul, now, look you, Enter Page, Shallow, SLENDER, Host, Sir Hugh
this is the place appointed; I'll be judgment by
mine host of the Garter.

Evans, Caius, and RUGBY.
Host. Peace, I say, Guallia and Gaul, French
and Welsh; soul-curer and body-curer.

Shal., Page, &c. Well met, master Ford.
Caius. Ay, dat is very good!'excellent!

Ford. Trust me, a good knot: I have good cheer
Host. Peace, I say; hear mine host or the Garter. at home; and I pray you, all go with me.
Am I politic! am I subtie? am I a Machiavel ?

Shutt. must excuse myseli, master Ford.
Shall I lose my doctor ? no; he gives me the po-

Slen. And so must 1, sir; we have appointed to
tions, and the motions. Shall I lose my parson? dine with mistress Anne, and I would not break
my priest! my sir Hugh! no; he gives me the pro- with her for more money than I'll speak of.
verbs and the noverbs.-- Give me thy hand, terres-

Shai. We have lingered about a inatch between trial; so:- Give me thy hand, celestial; so.

Anne Page and my cousin Slender, and this day

we shall have our answer.
Boys of art, I have deceived you both; I have di-
rected you to wrong places: your bearts are

Sien. I hope I have your good-will, father Page. mighty, your skins are whole, and let burnt sack

Puge. You have, master Slender; i stand whole be the issue.- Come, lay their swords to pawn:- ly for you: -- but my wife, master doctor, is for you Follow me, lad of peace; follow, follow, follow.

altogeiher. Shal. Trust me, a mad host: - Follow, gentle

Caius. Ay, by gar; and de maid is love-a-me; men, follow.

my nursh-a Quickly tell me so mush. Slen. O, sweet Anne Page!

Host. What say you to young master Fenton ? (Exeunt SH Al.., SLEV., Page, and Host. he capers, he dances, he has eyes of youth, he Caius. Ha! do I perceive dat? have you make-a

writes verses, he speaks holyday;a he smelis April de sot of us! ha, ha!

and May: he will carry t, he will carry't; 'us in his Eve. This is well; he has made us bis vlouting. buttons; he will carry't. stog. - I desire you, that we may be friends; and

Page. Not by my consent, I promise you. The let us knog our prains together, to be revenge on gentleman i, oi no having: he kept company with this same scall, scurvy, cogging companion, the the wild Prince and Poins; he is of too high a host of he Garter.

region, he knows too much. No, be shall not knit Caius. By gar, vit all my heart: he promise to

a knot in his fortunes with the finger of my subbring me vere is Anne Page: by gar, he deceive stance: if he take her, let him take her simpiy; the

wealth I have. waits on my consent, and my conme too. Eva. Well, I will smite his noddles: --- Pray you,

sent goes not that way. follow.

(Exeunt.

Ford. I beseech you, heartily, some of you go

home with me to dinner: besides your cheer, you SCENE II.- The Street in Windsor. shall have sport; I will show you a monster.Enter Mistress Page and Robin.

Master doctor, you shall go; - so shall you, mas

ter Page; - and you, sir Hugh. Mrs. Page. Nay, keep your way, little gallant; Shul. Well, tare you well: -- we shall have the you were wont to be a follower, bui now you are a freer wooing at master l'age's. leader : Whether had you rather, lead mine eyes,

Exeunt SHALLOW and SLENDER. or eye your master's heels ?

Caius. Go hoine, John Rugby; I come anon. Rob. I had rather, forsooth, go before you like a

| Exù RUGBY. man, than follow him like a dwart.

Host. Farewell, my hearts: I will to my honest Mrs. Page. ( you are a tlattering boy; now, I knight Falstall, and drink canary with him. see, you'll be a courtier.

Exit Host Enter FORD.

Ford. [ Aside. I think, I shall drink in pipe-wine

first with him; i'll make him dance. Will you go, Ford. Well met, mistress Page: Whither go gentles? you?

All. Have with you, to see this monster. (Exeun Mrs. Page. Truly, sir, to see your wife: Is she at home?

SCENE III.- A koom in Ford's House.
Ford. Ay; and as idle as she may hang togeth-

Enter Mrs. For and Mrs. Pagk.
a for want of company: I think it your husbands
were dead, you two would marry.

Mrs. Ford. What, John? what, Robert !
Mrs. Page. Be sure of that, - two other hus- Mrs Puge. Quichiy, quickly: Is the buck-baas
bands.

het-Ford. Where had you this pretty weather-cock? Mrs. Ford. I warrant:- What, Robin, I say. Mrs. I age. I cannot tell what the dickens his

Enter Servants with a basket. name is my husband had him of:

What do you
call your knight's name, sirrah!

Mrs. Page. Come, come, come.
Rob. Sir John Falstadt.

1 Shall encourage.

sut of the coudon ya

woman.

hss me.

Mrs. Ford. Here, set it down.

here's mistress Page at the door, sweating, and Mrs. Page. Give your men the charge; we must blowing, and looking wildly, and would needs speaks be brief.

with you presently. Mrs. Ford. Marry, as I told you before, John Fai. She shall not see me; I will ensconces mo and Robert, be ready here hard by in the brew- behind the arras. bouse; and when I suddenly call you, comne forth, Mrs. Ford. Pray you, do so; she's a very tattling and without any pause, or stagyering) take this

(Falstaff hides himset basket on your shoulders: that done, trudge with it in all haste, and carry it among the whitsters in

Enter Mrs. PAGE and Robix.
Datchet-mead, and there empty it in the muddy What's the matter? how now?
ditch, close by the Thames' side.
Mrs. Page. You will do it?

Mrs. Puge. O inistress Ford, what have you Mrs. Ford. I have told them over and over; they are undone for ever.

done? You're shamed, you are overthrown, you nick no direction: Begone, and come when you are called.

(Ereunt Servants.

Mrs. Ford. What's the matter, good mistress

Page? Mrs. Page. Here comes little Robin.

Mrs. Page. O well-a-day, mistress Ford! having Enter Robin.

an honest man to your husband, to give him such

cause of suspicioni! Mrs. Ford. How now, my eyas-musket?o what

Mrs. Ford. What cause of suspicion? news with you!

Mrs. Page. What cause of suspicion ! -Out Rob. My master, sir John, is come in at your upon you! how am I mistook in you! back-door, mistress Ford; and requests your com- Mrs. Ford. Why, alas! what's the matter ! pany. Mrs. Page. You little Jack-a-leni,« have you man, with all the oflicers in Windsor, to search for

Mrs. Page. Your husband's coming hither, wobeen true to us! Rub. Ay, I'll be sworn: My master knows not house, by your consent to take an ill advantage of

a gentleman, that, he says, is here, now in the of your being here; and hath threatened to put me

his absence: you are undone. into everlasting liberty, if I tell you of it; for, he

Mrs. Ford.' Speak louder. [Aside |-- 'Tis not swears, he'll turn me away. Mrs. Page. Thou'rt a good boy; this secrecy of

so, I hope. thine shall be a tailor to thee, and shall make thee a have such a man nere; but 'tis most certain your

Mrs. l'age. Pray heaven it be not so, that you lew douolet and hose.I'll go hide me.

husband's coming with half Windsor at his heels, Mrs. Furd. Do so :-- Go tell thy inaster, I am

to search for such a one. I come betore to tell you: alone. Mistress Page, remember you your cue.

Erit Robin.

If you know yourself clear, why I am glad of il: Mrs. Page. I warrant thee; if I do not act it; but if you have a friend here, convey, convey him

out be not amazed: call all your senses to you:

(Erit Mrs. PAGE. Mrs. Ford. Go to then ; we'll use this unwhole- defend your reputation, or bid farewell to your sa ne humidity, this gross watery pumpion; we'll good life for ever:

Mrs. Ford. What shall I do!-- There is a genteach him to know turtles from jays.

tleman, my dear friend: and I fear not mine ow! Enter FALSTAFF.

shame, so much as his peril: I had rather than a

thousand pound, he were out of the house. Pal. Hare I caught thee, my heavenly jewel! Mrs. Page. For shame, never stand you had Why, now let me die, for I have lived long enough: rather, and you had rather; your husband's here this is tie period of my ambition: O this blessed at hand, bethink you of some conveyance: in the bour!

house you cannot hide him.--0, low have you Mrs. Ford. O sweet Sir John!

deceived me!-- Look, here is a bashet: if he be of Ful. Mistress Ford, I cannot cog. I cannot prate, any reasonable stature, he may creep in here; and m stress Ford. Now shall I sin in my wish: I throw foul linen upon him, as if it were going to Would thy husband were dead; l'll speak it before bucking: Or, it is whiting-time,' send him by your the best lord, I would make thee my lady.

two men to Datchet-mead. Mrs. Ford. I your lady, sir John! alas, I should Mrs. Ford. He's 100 big to go in there: What be a pitiful lady.

shall I do! Fai. Let the court of France show me such an

Re-enter Falstaff. other: I see how thine eye would emulate the diamond: Thou hast the right arched bent of the brow,

Fal. Let me see't! let me seet! ( let me see'ı! that becomes the ship-tire, the tire-valiant, or any

I'll in, I'll in ;-- follow your friend's counsel; — tire of Venetian admittance.

Illin. [rs. Furd. A plain kerchief, sir John: my brows

Mrs. Page. What! sir John Falstaff! Are these berume nothing else; nor that well neither." fal. Thou art a traitor to say so: thou wouldst your letters, knight?

Ful. I love thee, and none but thee; help me make an absolute courtier: and the firm fixture of they fout would give an excellent motion to thy gait, away: let me creep in here; I'll never -

(He goes into the basket; they cover him ma semicircled farthingale. I see what thou wert,

with fout linen. I fortune thy foe were not; nature is thy friend:

Mrs. Page. Help to cover your master, boy: come, thou canst not hide it. Mro. Ford. Believe me, there's no such thing in knight

Call your men, mistress Ford: --- You disseíubling Fal. What made me love thee? let that persuade Robin; Re-enter Servants. Go, take up these

Mrs. Ford. What, John, Robert, John! (Exit true, there's something extraordinary in thee.-

clothes here, quickly. Where's the cowi-stall ?. (one, I cannot cog, and say, thou art this and that, look, how you drumble;o carry them to the launhle a many of these lisping haw-thorn buds, that

dress in Datchet-mead; quickly, come. porne like women in men's apparel, and smell like Kucklers-buryo in simple-time; I cannot: but I Enter Forn, Page, CAIUS, and Sir Hugh Evans love thee; none but thee; and thou deservest it.

Mrs. Ford. Do not betray me, sir; I fear, you Ford. Pray you, come near: if I suspect without ore mistress Page.

cause, why then make sport at me, then let me be Ful. Thou mightest as well say, I love to walk your jest; I deserve it.- llow now? whither bear Jy the Counter-gate; which is as hateful to me as the reek of a lime-kiln.

Serv. To the laundress, forsooth. Mrs. Ford. Well heaven knows, how I love you; they bear it? You' were best meddle with buck

Mrs. Ford. Why, what have you to do whither o you shall one day find it. Fol keep in that mind; I'll deserve it.

washing. Mrs. Furi. Nay, I must tell you, so you do; or

Ford. Buck? I would I could wash myself of est I could not be in that mind.

the buck! Buck, buck, buck? Ay, buck; I warrant Rob. (within.) Mistress Ford, mistress Ford ! you, buck; and of the season too, it shall appear. • A voung small hawk.

( Exeunt Servants with the basket.] Gentlemen, • A puppet thrown at in Lent, like shrove-cocks.

• Bleaching time "Fortherly chiefly inbabited by druggists.

. A staff for carrying a large tub or haslet. • Drone

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I have dresniend to-night: I'll tell you my dream. Eva. A lousy knave; to have his gibes and his Here, here, bere be my keys: ascend my chambers, mockeries.

(Ereunt. search, seek. find out! Till warrant we'll unkennel the fox - Let me stop this way first :- So now

SCENE IV - A Room in Page's House. ancape.

Enter Festoy and Mistress AvE PAGE. Page. Good master Ford, be contented: you wrong yourself too much.

Fent. I see, I cannot get thy father's love: Ford. True, master Page.- Up, gentlemen ; you Therefore, no more lurn me to him, sweet Nan. shall see sport anon: follow me, gentlemen. (Exit.

Anne, Alas! how then?
Era. This is fery fantastical humors, and jea- He doth object, I am too great of birth;

Fent.

Why, thou must be thysell. Tousies.

Caius. By gar, 'tis no de fashion of France: it is And that, my state being galld with my expense, hot jealous in France.

I seek to heal it only by his wealth : Page. Nay, follow him, gentlemen ; see the issue Besides these, other bars he lays before me,of his search. [Ereunt Evans, PAGE and Caius. My riots past, my wild societies;

Mrs. Paze. Is there not a double excellency in And tells me. tis a thing impossible this?

I should love thee, but as a property. Mrs. Ford. I know not which pleases me better,

Anne. May be, he tells yon true. that my husband is deceived, or sír John.

Fent. No, heaven so speed me in my time to Mrs. Page. What a taking was he in, when your Albeit, I will confess, thy father's wealth

come! husland asked who was in the basket ? Mrs. Ford. I am half afraid he will have need of

Was the first motive that I woo'd thee, Anne: washing; so throwing him into the water will do Yet, wooing thee, I found thee of more value him a benefit.

Than stamps in gold, or sums in sealed bays; Mrs. Page. Hang him, dishonest rascal! I would, And 'tis the very riches of thyself all of the same strain were in the same distress.

That now I aim at. Mrs. Ford. I think my husband hath some spe

Anne.

Gentle master Fenton, cial suspicion of Falstalt's being here : for I never

Yet seek my father's love: still seek it, sir: saw him so gross in his jealousy till now.

If opportunity and humblest suit Mrs. Page. I will lay a plot to try that: And we

Cannot attain it, why then - Hark you hither. will yet have more tricks with Falsta il: his dissolute

[They converse apart disease will scarce obey this medicine.

Enter STALLOW, SLENDER, and Mrs. QUICKLY. Mrs. Ford. Shall we send that foolish carrion, mistress Quickly, to him, and excuse his throwing man shall speak for himself.

Shal. Break their talk, Mrs. Quickly; my kins into the water; and give him another hope, to be

Slen. I'll make a shaft or a bolt on't: slid, 'tis tray him into another punishment?

but venturing. Mrs. Page. We'll do it; let him be sent for to

Shal. Be not dismay'd. morrow eight o'clock, to have amends.

Sien. No, she shall not dismay me: I care not Re-enter FORD, PAGE, CAIUS, and Sir Hugu for that. -- but that I am afeard. Evans.

Qilich. Hark ye; master Slender would speak a

word with you. Ford. I cannot find him: may be the knave Anne. I come to him.- This is my father's bragged of that he could not compass.

choice. Mrs. Page. Heard you that?

0, what a world of vile ill-favor'd faults Mrs. Ford. Ay, ay, peace:— you use me well, Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year! master Ford, do you !

side. Ford. Ay, I do so.

Quick. And how docs good master Fenton! Mrs. Ford. Heaven make you better than your Pray you, a word with you. thoughts!

Shal. She's coming; to her, coz. O boy, thou Ford. Amen.

hadst a father. Mrs. Puge. You do yourself mighty wrong, Slen. I had a father, mistress Anne;- my uncle master Ford.

can tell you good jests of him :- Pray you. uncle, Ford. Ay, ay; I must bear it.

tell mistress Anne the jest, how my father stole Eva. If there be any pody in the house, and in two geese out of a pen, good uncle. the chambers, and in the coilers, and in the presses, Shal. Mistress Anne, my cousin loves you. heaven forgive my sins at the day of judgment! Slen. Ay, that I do; as well as I love any woman

Caius. By, gar, nor I too; dere is no bodies. in Gloucestershire. Page. Fie, fie, master Ford! are you not ashamed? Shal. He will maintain you like a gentlewoman. What spirit, what devil suggests this imagination ? Slen. Ay, that I will, come cut and long-tail, unI would not have your distemper in this kind, for der the degree of a 'squire. the wealth of Windsor Castle.

Shal. He will make you a hundred and Afty Ford. 'Tis my fault, master Page: I suffer for it. pounds jointure.

Eva. You suifer for a pad conscience; your wife Anne. Good master Shallow, let him woo for is as honest a 'omans, as I will desires among five himself. thousand, and five hundred too.

Sha!. Marry, I thank you for it; I thank you for Caius. By gar, I see 'tis an honest womın. that good comfort. She calls you, coz: I'll leave

Ford. Well ;-1 promised you a dinner :- you. Come, come, walk in the park: I pray you, pardon Anne. Now, master Slender. me; I will hereafter make known to you, why I Slen. Now, good mistress Anne. have done this. Come, wife; -- come mistress Anne. What is your will? Page: I pray you pardon me; pray heartily, par- Slen. My will! od's heartlings, that's a pretty don me.

jest indeed! I ne'er made my will yet, I thank Page. Let's go in, gentlemen; but trust me, we'll heaven; I am not such a sickly creature. I give mock him. I do invite you to-morrow morning to heaven praise. my house to breakfast; after, we'll a birding to- Anne. I mean, master Slender, what would you gether; I have a fine hawk for the bush: Shall it with me?

Slen. Truly, for mine own part, I would little Ford. Any thing.

or nothing with you: Your father, and my uncle, Eval. If there is one, I shall make two in the have made motions: if it be my luck, so: if not, company.

happy man be his dole! They can tell you how Caius. If there be one or two, I shall make-a de things go, better than I can: You may ask your tird.

father; here he comes. Eva. In your teeth: for shame. Ford. Pray you go, master Page.

Enter PAGE, and Mistress J'AGE. Eva. I pray you now, remembrance to-morrow Page. Now, master Slender:- Love him, daugh on the lousy knave, mine host.

ter Anne. Caius. Dat is good; by gar, vit all my heart. • A proverb- a shaft was a long arrow and a bolt 1 Unbag the fox. thick short one.

Lot.

be so

my child.

rant you.

Why, how now! what does master Fenton here? Fal. Take away these chalices. Go brew me jou wrony me, sir, thus still to haunt my house: pottle of sack timely. I told you, sir, my daughter is dispus d 01.

Bur. With eggs, sir? Feni. Nay, master Page, be noi impatient.

Ful. Simple of itselt; I'll no pullet-sperm in my Mrs. Page. Good master Fenton, come not to brewage.- ¡Exit BANDOLPH.] — How now?

Quick. Marry, sir, I come to your worship from Page. She is no match for you.

mistress Ford. Fenl. Sir, will you hear me?

Ful. Mistress Ford! I have had ford enough: ; Puge.

No, good master Fenton. was thrown into the ford: I have my belly l'ull of Come, mister Shallow; come, son Slender; in:- ford. knowing my mind, you wrong me, master Fenton. Quick. Alas the day; good heart, that was not

Eceunt Page, SHALLOW, ant SLENDER. her fault; she does so take on with her men; they Quick. Speak to mistress Page.

mistook their crection. Fent. Good mistress Page, for that I love your Ful. So did I mine, to build upon a foolish wodaughter

man's promise. In such a righteous fashion as I do,

Quich. Well, she laments, sir, for it, that it would Periorce, against all checks, rebukes, and manners, yearn your heart to see it. Her husband goes this I must advance the colors of my love,

morning a birding; she desires you once more to And not retire: Let me have your good will. come to her bet veen eight and nine: I must carry dnnt. Good mother, do not marry me to yond' her word quickly; she'll make you amends, I war

fool. Mrs. Puge. I mean it not; I seek you a better Fai. Well, I will visit her: Tell her so; and bid husland.

her think, what a man is: let her consider his frail Quick. That's my master, master doctor. ty, and then judge of my merit. Årne. Alas, I nad rather be set quick i the earth, Quick. I will tell her. Ant bowl'd to death with turnips.

Ful. Do so. Between nine and ten, say'st thou? Mrs. Page. Come, trouble not yourself: Good Quick. Eight and nine, sir. master Fenton,

Ful. Well, begone: I will not miss her. I will not be your friend, nor enemy:

Quick. Peace be with you, sir.

(Exu. My daughter will I question how she loves you, Fal. I marvel, I hear not of master Brook; he A od as į tind her, so am I affected;

sent me word to stay within: I like his nionev Til then, farewell, sir :- She must needs go in; well. O, here he comes. Her father will be angry. (E.reunt Mrs. PAGF and Axe.

Enter Ford. Fent. Farewell, gentle mistress; farewell, Nan. Quick. This is my doing now;- - Nay, said I, Ford. Bless you, sir! Will you cast away your child on a fool, and a Fal. Now, master Brook! you come to know physician! Look on master Fenton: - this is my what hath passed between me and Ford’s wife! COM

Ford. That, indeed, sir John, is my business. font. I thank thee; and I pray thee, once to- Fal. Master Brook, I will not lie to you; I was night

at her house the hour she appointed me. Give my sweet Nan ring: There's for thy pains. Ford. And how sped you, sır ?

(Erit. Fal. Very ill-favoredly, master Brook. Quick. Now heaven send thee good fortune! A Ford. How so, sir ? Did she change her deterkiod heart he hath: a woman would run through mination ! tre and water for such a kind heart. But yet, 1 Fal. No, master Brook; but the peaking cornuto, would my master had mistress Anne: or I would her husband, master Brook, dwelling in a continual master slender had her; or, in sooth, I would mas- 'larum of jealousy, comes me in the instant of our ter Fenton had her: I will do what I can for them encounter, after we had embraced, hissed, proall tarce; for so I have promised, and I'll be as tested, and, as it were, spoke the prologue of our good as my word; but speciously. for master Fen- comedy; and at his heeís a rabble of his compan. ion. Well

, I must of another errand to sir John ions, thither provoked and instigated by his disiemFastait froin my two mistresses: What a beast | per, and, forsooth, to search his house for his wile's am i to slacks it.

love. SCENE V.- A Room in the Garter Inn.

Ford. What, while you were there?

Fal. While I was there.
Enter FALSTAFF and BARDOLPH.

Ford. And did he search for you, and could not
Full Bardolph, I say, —

find you? Bır. Here, sir.

Fal. You shall hear. As good luck would have Fal Go fetch me a quart of sack; put a toast it, comes in one mistress Page; gives intelligence in'l (Exit Barn.) Have I lived to be carried in of Ford's approach; and, by her invention, and a basket, like a barrow of butcher's oital ! and to Ford's wife's distraction, they conveyed me into a be thrown into the Thames? Well; if I be served buck-basket! euch another trick, I'll have my brains ta'en out,

Ford. A buck-basket ? and buttered, and give them to a dog for a new

Fal. By the Lord, a buck-basket: rammcd me in year's gift. The royues slighted me into the river with foul shirts and smocks, socks, foul stockinys, nito as little reinorse as they would have drowned and greasy napkins; that, master Brook, there was a bitch s blind puppies, fifteen i' the litter: and you the rankest compound of villanous smell, that ever Hey know by iny size, that I have a kind of alacris oflended nostril. ty in sinking; if the bottom were as deep as bell, I

Ford. And how long lay you there? Bould down. I had been drowned, but that the

Fal. Nay, you shall hear, master Brook, what I sture was shelvy and shallow: a death that l ab- have suffered to bring this woman to evil for your bor; for the water swells a min; and what a thing good. Being thus crammed in the basket, a couple should I have been, when I had been swelled! 1

of Ford's knaves, his binds were called forth by should have been a mountain of muinmy.

their mistress to carry me in the name of foul

clothes to Datchet-lane: they took me on their Re-enter BARDOLPII, wilh the wine.

shoulders; met the jealous have their master in Bar. Here's mistress Quickly, sir, to speak with the door; who asked them once or twice what they

had in their basket; I quaked for fear, lest the Fal. Come, let me pour in some sack to the lunatic knave would have searched it; but Fate, Thames water; for my belly's as cold, as if I had ordaining he should be a cuckold, held his hand. Swallowed snow-balls for pills to cool the reins.- Well; on went he for a search, and away went I for

foul clothes. But mark the sequel, master Brook: Bar. Come in. woman.

I suffered the pangs of three several deaths: first,

an intolerable fright, to be detected with a jealous Enter Mrs. QUICKLY.

rotten-bell-wether: next, to be compassed like a Quick. By your leave; I cry you mercy: Give good bilbo,s in the circumference of a peck, hilt to Four worship good-norrow.

point, heel to head: and then, to be stopped ia • Specially.

• Neglect.

& Bilboa, where the best blades are made

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