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der ; that, peradventures, shall tell you another tale, understand: that is, master Page, fidelicet, master if matters grow to your likings.
Page; and there is myself, fidelicet, myself ; and Page. I am glad to see your worships well: I the three party is, lastly and finally, mine host of thank you for my venison, master Shallow. the Garter.
Shal. Master Page, I am glad to see you ; much. Page. We three, to hear it, and end it between good do it your good heart! I wished your venison them. better; it was ill killed :-how doth good mistress Eva. Fery goot: I will make a prief of it in my Page ?—and I love you always with my heart, la ; note-book; and we will afterwards 'ork upon the with my heart.
cause, with as great discreetly as we can. Page. Sir, I thank you.
Page. I am glad to see you, good master Slen Eva. The tevil and his tam ! what phrase is this, der.
He hears with ear ? Why, it is affectatious. Slen. How does your fallow greyhound, sir ? I Fal. Pistol, did you pick master Slender's purse? heard say, he was outrun on Cotsale."
Slen. Ay, by these gloves, did he (or I would I Page. It could not be judg’d, sir.
might never come in mine own great chamber again Slen. You'll not confess, you'll not consess. else,) of seven groats in mill-sixpences, and iso
Shal. That he will not ;-'tis your fault, 'tis your Edward shovel-boards,' that cost me two shilling fault :-'tis a good dog.
and two pence apiece of Yead Miller, by these Page. A cur, sir.
gloves. Shal. Sir, he's a good dog, and a fair dog; can Fal. Is this true, Pistol ? there be more said he is good, and fair. Is sir Eva. No; it is false, if it is a pick-purse. John Falstaff here?
Pist. Ha, thou mountain-foreigner! -Sir John, Page. Sir, he is within ; and I would I could do and master mine, å good office between you.
I combat challenge of this latten bilbo ::
Shal. If it be confess'd, it is not redress’d; is not, Nym. Be advised, sir, and pass good humours that so, master Page? he hath wrong'd me; in- I will say, marry trap, with you, if you run the deed, he hath ;-at a word, he hath ;-believe me ;-nuthook'sío humour on me; that is the very note of it. Robert Shallow, esquire, saith, he is wrong'd. Slen. By this hat, then he in the red face had it: Page. Here comes Sir John.
for though I cannot remember what I did when you
made me drunk, yet I am not altogether an ass. Enter Sir John Falstaff, Bardolph, Nym, and Fal. What say you, Scarlet and John ? Pistol.
Bard. Why, sir, for my part, I say, the gentle
man had drunk himself out of his five sentences. Fal. Now, master Shallow; you'll complain of. Eva. It is his five senses: fie, what the ignorance me to the king?
is ? Shal. Knight, you have beaten my men, killed Bard. And being sap" sir, was as they say, my dcer, and broke open my lodge.
cashier'd; and so conclusions pass'd the carcires. Fal. But not kiss'd your keeper's daughter. Slen. Ay, you spake in Latin then too; but 'tis Shal. Tut, a pin! this shall be answer'd. no matter: 'I'll ne'er be drunk whilst I live again,
Fal. I will answer it straight;-) have done all but in honest, civil, godly company, for this trick: this:--that is now answer'd.
if I be drunk, I'll be drunk with those that have the Shal. The council shall know this.
fear of God, and not with drunken knaves. Ful. 'T were better for you, if it were known in Eva. So Got 'udge me, that is a virtuous mind. counsel : you'll be laugh'd at.
Fal. You hear all these matters denied, gentleEvz. Pauca verba, Sir John, good worts.
men; you hear it. Fal. Good worts !a good cabbage.-Slender, I broke your head; what matter have you ainst Enter Mistress Anne Page with rine; Mistress me?
Ford and Mistress Page following. Slen. Marry, sir, I have matter in my head against you; and against your coney-catching:), Page. Nay, daughter, carry the wine in; we'll rascals, Bardolph, Nym, and Pistol. They carried (drink within.
[Exit Anne Page. me to the tavern, and made me drunk, and after Slen. O heaven! this is mistress Anne Page. wards picked my pocket.
Page. How now, mistress Ford ? Brr. You Banbury cheese !"
Fal. Mistress Ford, by my troth, you are very Slen. Ay, it is no matter.
well met: by your leave, good mistress. Pist. Hw now, Mephostophilus ?5
(kissing her. Slen. Ay, it is no matter.
Page. Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome :Nym. Slíce, I say! pauca, pauca ;slice! that's Come, we have a hot venison pasty to dinner; come, my himour.
rentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkind Slen. Where's Simple, my man?-can you tell, ness. cousin ?
[Exeunt all but Shal. Slend. and Evans. Eva. Peace, I pray you! Now let us under-, Slen. I had rather than forty shillings, I had my stand: there is three umpires in this matter, as I book of songs and sonnets here:
Cotswold in Gloucestershire.
(7) King Edward's shillings, used in the game Worts was the ancient name of all the cab- of 'shuffle-board. bage kind.
(8) Blade as thin as a lath. (9) Lips. (3) Sharpers. (4) Nothing but paring. (10) If you say I am a thief. (11) Drunk. g) The name of an ugly spirit. (6) l'ew words. (12) The bounds of good behaviour.
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, must I? You have not The Book Anne. The dinner attends you, sir. of Riddles about
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 Ailhallow mas last, a my cousin Shallow: (Exit Simple. A justice o. fortnighi afore Michaelmas ?1
peace sometime may be beholden to his friend for Shal. 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 off like a poor gentleman born. by sir High here ; -do 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. l’taith, 'l'll eat nothing; I thank you as Shal.' Nay, but understand me.
much as though I did. Slen. So l'do, sir.
Anne. I pray you, sir, walk in. Eva. 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: veneys? 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 Eva. But that is not the question; the question town? is concerning your marriage.
Anne. I think there are, sir ; I heard them Shal. Ay, there's the point, sir.
talked of. Eva. 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. Eva. 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, indeed. cannot abide 'em; Shal. Cousin Abraham Slender, can you love her? they are very ill-favoured rougn things.
Slen. I hope, sir,- I will do, as it shall become one that would do reason.
Re-enter Page. Eva. Nay, Go's lords and his ladies, you must speak possitable, if you can carry her your desires Page. Come, gentle master Slender, come ; wo towards her.
stay for you. Shal. That you must : will you, upon good dow Slen. 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, Anne. I pray you, sir. when we are married, and have more occasion to Slen. I'll rather be unmannerly than troubleknow one another: l'hope, upon familiarity will some : you do yourself wrong, indeed, la, grow more contempt: but if you say, marry her,
(Exeunt. I will marry her, that I am freely dissolved, and dissolutely
SCENE II.-The same. Enter Sir Hugh Evans Eva. It 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 Re-enter Anne Page.
nurse, or his dry nurse, or his cook, or his laundry, his washer, and luis 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
Anne. The dinner is on the table; my father tance with mistress Anne Page; and the letter is, desires your worships' company.
to desire and require her to solicit your master's Shal." I will wait on hinn, fair mistress Anne. 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 pirpins
and checse to come.
(Exeunt. Ereuni Shal, and Sir H. Evans.
(3. The rame of a bear exhibited at Paris-Gat An intended blunder.
den, in Southwark
at the grace.
SCENE III. room in the Garter Inn. Enter gilded my foot, sometimes my portly beilly.
Nym. I thank thee for that humour.
Fä. O, she did so course o'er my exteriors with Fal. Mine host of the Garter, Hust. 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 eyo larly, and wisely:
Here's another letter to her : she bears the purse Ful. Truly, mine host, I must turn away some too : she is a region in Guiana, all gold and bounty. of my followers. Höst. Discard, bully Hercules; cashier : let exchequers to me; they shall be my East and West
I will be cheater* to them both, and they shall be them wag; trot, trot.
Indies, and I will trade to them both. Go, bear Fal. I sit at ten pounds a week.
thou this letter to mistress Page ; and thou this to Host. Thou’rt an emperor, Cæsar, Keisar, and mistress Ford: we will thrive, lads, we will thrive. Phezar. I will entertain Bardolph; he shall
Pist. Shall I Sir Pandarus of Troy become, draw, he shall tap: said I well, bully Hector ? Fal. Do so, good mine host.
And by my side wear steel ? then, Lucifer, také all!
will run no base humour; here, take Host. I have spoke; let him follow: let me see the humour letter ; I will keep the 'haviour of rethee froth, and lime: I am at a word; follow.
putation. [Erit Host.
Fal. Hold, sirrah, (to Rob.] bcar you these letFal. Bardolph, follow him; a tapster is a good ters tightly ;' trade : an old cloak makes a new jerkin; a wither. Sail like my pinnace to these golden shores.ed serving-man, a fresh tapster: go; adieu. Bard. It is a life that I have desired ;., I will Trudge, plod, away, o' the hoof; seek shelter,
Rogues, hence, avaunt! vanish like hail-stones, go; thrive.
(Erit Bard. Pist. O base Gongarian' wight! wilt thou the Falstaff will learn the humour of this age,
pack! 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 guts ! 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 thesis 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 steal at a minute's
Nym. I have operations in my head, which bo
humours of revenge. Pist. Convey, the wise it call: steal! foh; a Pist. Wilt thou revenge? fico2 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; Fal. There is no remedy; I must coney-catch; I will discuss the humour of this love to Page. I must shift.
Pist. 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, Pist. I ken the wight; he is of substance good.
And his sont couch defile. Fal. My honest lads, 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 i 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 thrist. Briefly, I do mein to Pist. Thou art the Mars of malcontents : I semake love to Ford's wife; I spy entertainment in cond thee; troop on.
(Eseunt. 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 Falstaf'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
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 fort soon át gels.
night, in faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal fire. Pisi. 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 : 'o his worst fault is, me the angels.
that he is given to prayer; he is something peevish' 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 wise; who even now gave that pass. Peter Simple, you say your name is? me good eyes too, examin'd may parts with most Sim. Ay, for fault of a better. judicious egliads : sometimes the beam of her view Quick. And master Slender's your master ?
(1) For Hungarian. () Fig. (3) Gold coin. (7) Sixpence I'll bave in pocket. 4) Escheatour, in officer in the Exchequer. (8) Instigate. (9) Jealousy. (10) Strita (5) Cleverly. (6) False dice.
Sim. Ay, forsooth.
Evr 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 ? and the very yea and the no is, the French doctor, my strut in his gait ?
master, -1 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. 'Tis 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; .! 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 neithe closel.]. He will not stay long.–What, John ther here nor there. Rugby! John, what, John, I say?-Go, John, go Caius. You jack’nape ; give-a dis letter to sir inquire for my master; I'doubi, he be not well, Hugh; by gar, it is a shallenge: I vill cut his troat that he comes not home :-and duron, down, in de park; and I vill teach a scurvy jack-a-nape adown-, &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 stune 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, I 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 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 grand affaire.
the good-jer ! Quick. Is it this, sir ?
Caius. Rugby, come to the court vit me ;-by Caius. Ouy; melte 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!
[Ereunt 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, I tarry too long :-Od's me! Fent. (Within.] Who's within there, ho ? Qu'ay j'oublié ? dere is some simples in my closet, Quick. Who's ther 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 out.) 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, anı! 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 gentlewoman, 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 detest,' an honest show you to the contrary : 0, mistress Page, give maid as ever broke bread:-We had an hour's me some counsel ! talk of that wart; I shall never laugh but in that Mrs. Page. What's the matter, woman? maid's company. -But, indeed, she is given too Mrs. Ford. O woman, if it were not for one mich to allicholly? and musing : but for you- triling respect, I could come to such honour! WII, go to.
Mrs. Pare. Hang the tritle, woman ; lake the Fent. Well, I shall see her to-day: hold, there's honour: what is it ?-dispense with trilis;—what money for thee; let me have thy voice in my be- is it? halt: if thou seest her before me, commend me
Mrs. Ford. If I would but go to hell for an Qirick. Will I ? i'iaith, that we will: and I will eternal moment, or so, I could be knighted. tell your worship more of the wart, the next time Mrs. Page. What i-thou liest !-Sir Alice we have confidence; and of other wooers. Ford !--These knights will hack; and so thou Fent. Well, farewell; I am in great haste now. shaulust not alter the article of thy gentry.
(Erit. Mrs. Ford. We burn day-light :-here, read, Quick. Farewell to your worship.-Truly, an read ;-perceive how I might be knighted.--I shall honest gentleman; but Anne loves him noi; for think the worse of fat men, as long as I have an eye to I know Anne's mind as well as another does :-- make difference of men's liking: and yet he would Out upon't ! what have I forgot ?
(Exit. not swear; praised women's modesty: and gave
such orderly and well-behaved reproof to all uncomeliness, That I would have sworn his disposition
would have gone to the truth of his words: bul they ACT II.
do no more adhere and keep place together, than
the hundredth psalm to the tune of Green Sleeves. SCENE 1.-Before Page's house. Enter Mis- What tempest, I trow, threw this whale, with so
many tuns of oil in his belly, ashore at Windsor ? tress Page, with a letter.
How shall I be revenged on him ? I think the best Mrs. Page. What! have I 'scaped love-letters are of lust have melted him in his own grease. Did
way were to entertain him with hope, till the wicked in the holy-day time of my beauty, and am I now a subject for them? Let me see:
you ever hear the like?
(reads. Ask me no reason why I love you ; for ihough of Page and Ford ditlers! -To thy great comfort
Mrs. Page. Letter for letter; but that the name love use reason for his precisiun,' he admits him in this mystery of ill opinions, here's the twin not for his counsellor : You are not young, no brother of thy letter: but let thine inherit first; for, more am I; go to then, there's sympathy : you I protest, mine never shall. I warrant, he hath a are merry, so am 1; ha! hu! then there's more thousand of these letters, writ with blank space for sympathy': you love sack, and so do I would different names (sure more,) and these are of the ynı desire better sympuhy ? Le il suffice thee, second edition: he will print them out of doubt: mistress Page (at the least, if the love of a soldier for he cares not what he puts into the press, when can s'effice,) that I love thee. I will not say, pily he would put us two. I had rather be a giantess, me, 'lis not a soldier-like phrase ; but I say, love and lie under mount Pelion. Well, I will tind you me. By me,
twenty lascivious turtles, ere one chaste man. Thine oun true knight,
Mrs. Ford. Why, this is the very same; the By day or night,
very hand, the very words: what doth he think of us? Or any kind of light, With all his might,
Virs. Page. Nay, I know not: it makes me alFor thee to fight,
most ready to wrangle with mine own honesty. I'll
entertain myself like one that I am not acquainted John Falstaff.
withal; for, sure, unless he know some strain in What a Herod of Jewry is this !-0 wicked, me, that I know not myself, he would never have wicked world !--one that is well nigh worn to boarded me in this fury. pieces with age, to show himself a young gallant ! Mrs. Ford. Boarding, call you it ? I'll be sure What an unweighed behaviour hain this Flemish to keep him above deck. drunkard picked (wih the devil's name) out of my
Ms. Page. So will I; if he come under my conversation, that he dares in this inanner 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 fruyal of my mirth :-heaven forgive me !-Why, a fine-baited delay, till he hath pawn'd his horses I'll 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 vil. för revenged I will be, as sure as his guts are made lany avainst him, that may not sully the charinesse of puddings.
of our honesty. O, that my husband saw this let
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 jcalousy, as I Mrs. Ford. Mistress Page! trust me, I was am from giving him cause ; and that, I hope, is an goin to your house.
unmeasurable distance. Mrs. age. 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 knight: come hither. [They retire. to show to the eontrary. Mrs. Page. "Faith, but you do, in my mind.
Enter Ford, Pistol, Page, and Nym. Mrs. 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 13) Most probably Shakapeare wrote Physician.)