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vel ? Shall I lose my doctor? no; he gives me the plots !-they are laid; and our revolted wives potions, and the motions. Shall I lose my parson?share damnation together. Well; I will take him, my priest ? my sir Hugh ? no; he gives me the then torture my wife, pluck the borrowed veil of pro-verbs and the no-verbs.-Give me thy hand, modesty from the so seemingo mistress Page, diierrestrial; so:-Give me thy hand, celestial; so. vulge Page himself for a secure and wilsul Actæon ;
-Boys of art, I have deceived you both; I have and to these violent proceedings all my neighbours directed you to wrong places : your hearts are shall cry aim.“ (Clock strikes.] The clock gives mighty, your skins are whole, and let burnt sack me my cue, and my assurance bids me search ; be the issue.-Come, lay their swords to pawn:- there I shall find Falstaff: I shall be rather praised Follow me, lad of peace; tollow, follow, follow. for this, than mocked; for it is as positive as the
Shal. Trust me, a inad host :-Follow, gentle-earth is firm, that Falstaff is there: I will go. men, follow. Slen. 0, sweet Anne Page !
Enter Page, Shallow, Slender, Host, Sir Hugh [Ereunt Shal. Slen. Page, and Host.
Evans, Caius, and Rugby. Caius. Ha! do I perceive dat? have you makea de sot' of us? ha, ha!
Shal. Page, &c. Well met, master Ford. Eva. This is well; he has made us his vlouting Ford. Trust me, a good knot : I have good stog. I desire you, that we may be friends; and cheer at home; and, I pray you, all go with me. let us kngg our prains together, to be revenge on Shal, I must excuse myseli, master Ford. this same scall, scurvy, cogging companion, the Slen. And so must I, sir ; we have appointed host of the Garter.
to dine with mistress Anne, and I would not break Caius. By gar, vit all my heart; he promise with her for more money than I'll speak of. to bring me vere is Anne Page: by gar, he de Shal. We have linger'd about a match between ceive me too.
Anne Page and my cousin Slender, and this day Eva. Well, I will smite his noddles :-Pray we shall have our answer.
(Exeuni. Slen. I hope, I have your good-will, father
Page. SCENE II.-The Street in Windsor. Enter Page. You have, master Slender ; I stand whol Mrs. Page and Robin.
ly for you :--but my wise, master doctor, is for
you altogether. Mrs. Page. Nay, keep your way, little gallant; you were wont to be a follower, but now you are a my nursh-a Quickly tell me so mush.
Caius. Ay, by gar; and de maid is love-a me; leader: Whether had you rather, lead mine eyes,
Host. What say you to young master Fenton ? or eye your master's heels ? Rob. I had rather, forsooth, go before you like writes verses, he speaks holiday, he smells April
he capers, he dances, he has eyes of youth, he å man, than follow him like a dwarf. Mrs. Page. O you are a flattering boy ; now, I his buttons; he will carry't.
and May: he will carry't, he will carry't ; is in see, you'll be a courtier.
Page. Not by my consent, I promise you. The
gentlemen is of no having :6 he kept company with Enter Ford.
ihe wild Prince and Poins; he is of too high a reFord. Well met, mistress Page: Whither go knot in his fortunes with the finger of my sub
gion, he knows too much. No, he shall not knit a
stance: if he take her, let him take her simply ; Mrs. Page. Truly, sir, to see your wife : Is she the wealth I have waits on my consent, and my at home?
consent goes not that way. Ford. Ay; and as idle as she may hang together, Ford. I beseech you, heartily, some of you go for want of company: I think, is your husbands home with me to dinner : besides your cheer, you were dead, you two would marry. Mrs. Page. Be sure of that,—two other hus- Master doctor, you shall go ;-50 shall you, master
shall have sport; I will show you a monster.bands.
Page ;-and you, sir Hugh.
Shal. Well, fare you well:-we shall have the name is my husband had him of: What do you
(Ereunt Shallow and Slender. call your knight's name, sirrah ?
Caius. Go home, John Rugby; I come anon. Rob. Sir John Falstaff.
(Exit Rugby. Ford. Sir John Falstaff! Mrs. Page. He, he: I can never hit on's name. knight Falstaff, and drink canary with him.
Host. Farewell, my hearts : I will to my honest There is such a league between my good man
(Erit Host. and he !-Is your wife at home, indeed ?
Ford. (Aside.] I think, I shall drink in pipe Ford. Indeed, she is.
wine first with him ; I'll make him dance. Will Mrs. Page. By your leave, sir;-I am sick, till I see her. (Ereunt Mrs. Page and Robin, Añ. Have with you, to see this monster.
you go, gentles ? Ford, Has Page any brains ? hath he any eyes?
(Ereunt. hath he any thinking? Sure, they sleep; he hath no use of them. Why, this boy will carry a letter SCENE III.-A room in Ford's house. Enler twenty miles, as easy as a cannon will shoot point
Mrs. Ford and Mrs. Page. blank twelve score.
He pieces-out his wife's inclination; he gives her folly motion, and advan Mrs, Ford. What, John! what, Robert ! tage: and now she's going to my wife, and Falstaff's poy with her. A man may hear this shower sing basket
Mrs. Page. Quickly, quickly : is the buck in the wind !-and Falstaff's boy with her! ---Good Mrs. Ford. I warrant :-what, Robin, I say.
(1) Fool. (2) Flouting-stock. (3) Specious. 14) Shall encourage.
(5) Out of the common style. (6) Not rich.
Enter Servants with a basket.
Mrs. Ford. Believe me, there's no such thing Mrs. Page. Come, come, come.
Fal. What made me love thee? let that perMrs. Ford. Here, 'set it down. Mrs. Page. Give your men the charge ; we Come, I cannot cog, and say, thou art this and
suade thee, there's something extraordinary in thee, must be brier.
Mrs. Ford. Marry, as I told you before, John, that, like a many of these lisping hawthorn buds, and Robert, be readý here hard by in the brew? that come like women in men's apparel, and smell house; and when I suddenly call you, come forth, like Bucklersburys in simple-time; I cannot : but and (without any pause or staggering,) take this I love thee; none but thee; and thou deservest it.
Mrs. Ford. Do not betray me, sir; I fear, you basket on your shoulders : that done, trudge with
love mistress Page. it in all haste, and carry it among the whitsters' in Datchet Mead, and there empty it in the muddy by the Counter-gate; which is as hateful to me as
Fal. Thou might'st as well say, I love to walk ditch, close by the Thames' side.
the reek of a lime-kiln. Mrs. Page. You will do it ? Mrs. Ford. I have told them over and over ;
Mrs. Ford. Well, heaven knows, how I love they lack no direction : be gone, and come when you;, and you shall one day find it. you are called.
Fal. Keep in that mind ; I'll deserve it.
Mrs. Ford. Nay, I must tell you, so you do; or Mrs. Page. Here comes little Robin.
else I could not be in that mind. Enter Robin.
Rob. (within.) Mistress Ford, mistress Ford !
here's mistress Page at the door, sweating and Mrs. Ford. How now, my eyas-musket 22 what blowing, and looking wildly, and would needs news with you ?
speak with you presently. Rob. My master, sir John, is come in at your
Fal. She shall not see me; I will ensconce me back-door, mistress Ford; and requests your com- behind the arras. pany.
Mrs. Ford. Pray you, do so; she's a very tatMrs. Page. You little Jack-a-lent," have you tling woman.
[Falsta ti hides himself. been true to us? Rob. Ay, I'll be sworn : my master knows not
Enter Mistress Page and Robin. of your being here; and hath threatened to put me into everlasting liberty, if I tell you of it; for, What's the matter? how now ? he swears, he'll turn me away.
Mrs. Page. O mistress Ford, what have you Mrs. Page. Thou’rt a good boy ; this secrecy or done? You're shamed, you are overthrown, you thine shall be a tailor to ihce, and shall make thee are undone for ever. a new doublet and hose.--I'll go hide me.
Mrs. Ford. What's the matter, good mistress Mrs. Foril. Do so:-Go tell thy master, I am
Page ? alone. Mrs. Page, remember you your cue.
Mrs. Page. O well-a-day, mistress Ford ! hav
[Erit Robin. ing an honest man to your husband, to give him Mrs. Page. I warrant thee; if I do not act it, such cause of suspicion ! hise.
[Eril Mrs. Page
Mrs. Ford. What cause of suspicion ? Mrs. Fordd. Go to then; we'll use this in whole
Mrs. Page. What cause of suspicion ?-Out ursome humidity, this gross watry pumpion ;-we'll on you! how am I mistook in you ! teach him to know turtles from jays.
Mrs. Ford. Why, alas! what's the matter?
Mrs. Page. Your husband's coming hither, woEnter Falstaff.
man, with all the others in Windsor, to search for
a genileman, that, he says, is here now in the Fal. Have I caught thee, my heavenly jewel ? house, by your consent, to take an ill advantage of Why, now let me die, for I have lived long enough; his absence. You are undone. this is the period of my ambition : this blessed Mrs. Ford. Speak louder.-(Aside. ]—'Tis not hour!
so, I hope. Mrs. Ford. O sweet sir John!
Mrs. Page. Pray heaven it be not so, that you Fal. Mistress Ford, I cannot cog, I cannot prate, have such a man here; but 'tis most certain your Mistress Ford. Now shall I sin in my wish: 1 husband's coming, with half Windsor at his heels, would thy husband were dead: I'll speak it before to search for such a one. I come before to tell the best lord, I would make thee my lady. you : if you know yourself clear, why I am glad
Mrs. Ford. I your lady, sir John! alas, I should of it: but if you have a friend here, convey, conbe a pitiful lady:
vey him out.
Be not amazed; call all your senses Fal. Let the court of France show me such ano- to you ; defend your reputation, or bid farewell to ther; I see how thine eyes would emulate the your good life forever. dia inond: thou hast the right arched bent of the Mrs. Ford. What shall I do?—There is a genbrow, that becomes the ship-tire, the tire-valiant, tleman, my dear friend; and I fear not mine own or any tire of Venetian admittance.*
shame, so much as his peril: I had rather than a Mrs. Ford. A plain kerchief, sir John: my thousand pound, he were out of the house. browe become nothing else ; nor that well neither. Mrs. Page. For shame, never stand you had
Fal. Thou art a traitor to say so: thou would'st rather, and you had rather; your husband's here make an absolute courtier; and the firm fixture of at hand, bethink you of some conveyance: in the thy loot would give an excellent motion to thy gait, house you cannot hide him.-0, how have you dein a semi-circled farthingale. I see what thou ceived me!-Look, here is a basket; if he be of wert, if fortune thy foe were not; nature is thy any reasonable stature, he may creep in here; and friend: come, thou canst not hide it.
throw foul linen upon him, as if it were going to (1) Bleachers of linen.
(4) Venetian fashions. (2) A young small hawk.
(5) Formerly chiefly inhabited by druggists. (3) A puppet thrown at in Lent, like shrove-cocks.) 16) Prison. (7) Hide. (8) Tapestry.
bucking : or, it is whiting-time,' send him by your Mrs. Ford. Shall we send that foolish carrion, men to Datchet Mead.
mistress Quickly, to him, and excuse his throwing Mrs. Ford. He's too big to go in there : what into the water; and give him another hope, to besball I do?
tray him to another punishment ?
Mrs. Page. We'll do it; let him be sent for toRe-enter Falstaff.
morrow eight o'clock, to have amends. Fal. Let me see't, let me see't! 0 let me see't! Re-enter Ford, Page, Caius, and Sir Hugh Evans, I'll in, I'll in ;-follow your friend's counsel ;I'll in,
Ford. I cannot find him: may be the knave Mrs. Page. What! sir John Falstaff! Are these
bragged of that he could not compass. your letters, knight? Fal. I love thee, and none but thee; help me
Mrs. Page. Heard you that ?
Mrs. Ford. Ay, ay, peace :-You use me well, away: let me creep in here; I'll never(He goes into the basket; they cover hin with master Ford, do you? foul linen.)
Ford. Ay, I do so. Mrs. Page. Help to cover your master, boy: call
Alrs. Ford. Heaven make you better than your
thoughts! your men, mistress Ford:-You dissembling knight!
Mrs. Page. You do yourself mighty wrong, clothes here, quickly; where's the cowl-statf 79 master Ford. look, how you drumble;' carry them to the laun
Ford. Ay, ay; I must bear it. dress in Datchet Mead; quickly, come,
Eva. If there be any pody in the house, and in
the chambers, and in the coffers, and in the presses, Enter Ford, Page, Caius, and Sir Hugh Evans. heaven forgive my sins at the day of judgment!
Caius. By gar, nor I too; dere is no bodies. Ford. Pray you, come near; if I suspect with Page. Fie, we, master Ford ! are you not ashamout cause, why then make sport at me, then let me ed? What spirit, what de vil suggests this imaginabe your jest; I deserve it.-How now? whither tion? I would not have your distemper in this kind, bear you this ?
for the wealth of Windsor Castle. Serv. To the laundress, forsooth.
Ford. 'Tis my fault, master Page: I suffer for it. Mrs. Ford. Why, what have you to do whither Eva. You suffer for a pad conscience: your wife they bear it ? you were best meddle with buck- is as honest a 'omans, as I will desires among five washing.
thousand, and five hundred too. Ford. Buck? I would I could wash myself of Cuius. By gar, I see 'tis an honest woman. the buck! Buck, buck, buck ? ay, buck; I war Ford. Well;-I promised you a dinner :-Come, rant you, buck; and of the season too, it shall ap- come, walk in the park: I pray you, pardon me; pear. [Exeunt Servants with the basket.] Gentle. I will hereafter make known to you, why I have men, I have dreamed to-night ; I'll tell you my done this. Come, wise ;-come, mistress Page; I dream. Here, here, here be my keys : ascend my pray you pardon me; pray heartily, pardon me. chambers, search, seek, tind out: I'll warrant, we'll Page. Let's go in, gentlemen; but, trust me, unkennel the fox :-Let me stop this way first :
we'll mock him. I do invite you to-morrow morn. So, now, uncape,
ing to my house to breakfast ; after, we'll a birdPage. Good master Ford, be contented: you ing together; I have a fine hawk for the bush: wrong yourself too much.
shall it be so ? Ford. True, master Page.-Up, gentlemen; you
Ford. Any thing. shall sec sport anon: follow me, gentlemen., Eva. If there is one, I shall make two in the
(Eril. company. Eva. This is fery fantastical humours, and jea
Caius. If there be one or two, I shall make-a de lousies,
tird. Caius. Bj gar, 'tis no de fashion of France : it Eva. In your teeth: for shame. is not jealous in France.
Ford. Pray you go, master Page. Page. Nay, follow him, gentlemen ; see the issue Eva. I pray you now, remembrance to-morrow of his search. (Ereuni Evans, Page, and Caius. on the lousy knave, mine host.
Mrs. Page. Is there not a double excellency in Caius. Dat is good; by gar, vit all my heart. this?
Era. A lousy knave; to have his jibes and his Mrs. Ford. I know not which pleases me better, mockeries.
(Exeunt that my husband is deceived, or sir John.
Mrs. Page. What a taking was he in, when your SCENE IV.A room in Page's house. Enter husband asked whos was in ihe basket!
Fenton and Mistress Anne Page. Mrs. Ford. I am half afraid he will have need of washing ; so throwing him into the water will do Fent. I see, I cannot get thy father's love; him a benefit.
|Therefore, no more turn me to him, sweet Nan. Mrs. Page. Hang him, dishonest rascal! I
Anne. Alas! how then? would, all of the same strain were in the same
Why, thou must be thyself, distress.
He doth object, I am too great of birth; Mrs. Ford. I think, my husband hath some spe- And that, my state being galld with my expense, cial suspicion of Falstaff's being here; for I never Besides these, other bars he lays before me,
I seek to heal it only by his wealth: saw him so gross in his jealousy till now.
Mrs. Page. I will lay a plot to try that: And My riots past, my wild societies; we will yet have more tricks with Falstaff: his dis- and tells me, 'tis a thing impossible solute disease will scarce obey this medicine.
I should love thee, but as a property.
Anne. May be, he tells you true. (1) Bleaching-time. 12) A staff for carrying a large tub or basket. (3) Drone. (4) Unbag the fox, (5) What
Fent. No, heaven so speed me in my time to I told you, sir, my daughter is dispos'd of. come!
Feni. Nay, master Page, be not impatient. Albeit, I will confess, thy father's wealth
Mrs. Page. Good master Fenton, come not to Was the first motive that I woo'd thee, Anne : Yet, wooing thee, I found thee of more value Page. She is no match for you. Than stamps in gold, or sums in sealed bags; Fent. Sir, will you hear me? And 'tis the very riches of thyself
No, good master Fenton. That now I aim at.
Come, master Shallow : come, son Slender; in :Anne. Gentle master Fenton,
Knowing my mind, you wrong me, master Fenton. Yet seek my father's love: still seek it, sir :
(Exeunt Page, Shallow, and Slender. If opportunity and humble suit
Quick. Speak to mistress Page. Cannot attain it, why then-Hark you hither. Feni. Good mistress Page, for that I luve your [They converse apart.
In such a righteous fashion as I do, Enter Shallow, Slender, and Mrs.Quickly. Perforce, against all checks, rebukes, and manners, Shal. Break their talk, mistress Quickly; my And not retire: let me have your good will
I must advance the colours of my love, kinsnian shall speak for himself. Slen. I'll make a shaft or a bolt on't :' slid, 'tis
Anne. Good mother, do not marry me to yond but venturing.
fool. Shal. Be not dismay'd.
Mrs. Page. I mean it not; I seek you a better Slen. No, she shall not dismay me: I care not
husband. for that,-but that I am aseard.
Quick. That's my master, master doctor. Quick. Hark ye; master Slender would speak a and bowl'd to death with turnips.
Anne. Alas, I had rather be set quick i’ the earth, word with you. Anne. I come to him.-This is my father's choice.
Mrs. Page. Come, trouble not yourself: good 0, what a world of vile ill-favour'd faults
master Fenton, Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year!
I will not be your friend, nor enemy :
(Aside. My daughter will I question how she loves you, Quick. And how does good master Fenton ? And as I find her, so am I affected; Pray you, a word with you.
"Till then, farewell, sir :-She must needs go in : Shal. She's coming ; to her, coz. O boy, thou Her father will be angry. hadst a father!
(Exeunt Mrs. Page and Anne. Slen. I had a father, mistress Anne ;-my uncle
Fent. Farewell, gentle mistress ; farewell, Nan. can tell you good jests of him :-Pray you, uncle,
Quick. This is my doing now ;-Nay, said I, will tell mistress Anne ihe jest, how my father stole two you cast away your child on a fool, and a physician?
Look on master Fenton :- this is my doing. geese out of a pen, good uncle. Shal. Mistress Anne, my cousin loves you.
Fent. I thank thee; and I pray thee, once to Slen. Ay, that I do; as well as I love any woman Give my sweet Nan this ring: there's for thy pains.
night in Glocestershire. Shal. He will maintain you like a gentlewoman.
(Erit. Slen. Ay, that I will, come cut and long-tail,kind heart he hath: a woman would run through
Quick. Now heaven send thee good fortune! A under the degree of a squire. Shal. He will make you a hundred and fifty would my master had mistress Anne; or I would
fire and water for such a kind heart. But yet, I pounds jointure.
Anne. Good master Shallow, let him woo for master Slender had her; or, in sooth, I would himself.
master Fenton had her: I will do what I can for Shal. Marry, I thank you for it; I thank you for them all three ; for so I have promised, and I'll be that good comľort. She calls you, coz : Pů leave as good as my word; but speciously, for master
Fenton. Well, I must of another errand to sir John you. Anne. Now, master Slender.
Falstaff from my two mistresses; what a beast am Slen. Now, god
I to slacks it ! mistress Anne.
(Exit. Anne. What is your will ? Slen. My will? od's heartlings, that's a pretty
SCENE V.-A room in the Garter Inn. Enter jest indeed! I ne'er made my will yet, I thank
Falstaff and Bardolph. heaven ; I am not such a sickly creature, I give Fal. Bardolph, I say,– heaven praise.
Bard. Here, sir. Anne. I mean, master Slender, what would you Fal. Go fetch me a quart of sack; put a toast in't. with me?
[Exit Bard.] Have I lived to be carried in a basket, Slen. Truly, for mine own part, I would little or like a barrow of butcher's offal; and to be thrown nothing with you: your father, and my uncle, have into the Thames ? Well; if I be served such anmade motions: if it be my luck, so: if not, happy other trick, I'll have my brains ta'en out, and but. man be his dole! They can tell you how things ter'd, and give them to a dog for a new year's gift, go, better than I can: you may ask your father ; The rogues slighted me into the river with as little here he comes.
remorses as they would have drown'd a bitch's Enter Page, and Mistress Page.
blind puppies, fifteen i' the litter : and you may
know by my size, that I have a kind of alacrity in Page. Now, master Slender:-Love him, daugh- sinking; if the bottom were as deep as hell, I should ter Anne.
down. I had been drowned, but that the shore was Why, how now! what does master Fenton here ? shelvy and shallow ; a death that I abhor; for the You wrong me, sir, thus still to haunt my house : water swells a man; and what a thing should I
(1) A proverb-a shaft was a long arrow, and a (2) Come poor or rich. (3) Lot, (4) Specially, bolt a thick short one.
(5) Neglect. (6) Pity.
have been, when I had been swelled! I should! Ford. What, while you were there? have been a mountain of mummy.
Fal. While I was there.
Ford. And did he search for you, and could not Re-enter Bardolph, with the wine. find you?
Fal. You shall hear. As good luck would have Bard. Here's mistress Quickly, sir, to speak it, comes in one mistress Page; gives intelligence with you.
of Ford's approach ; and, by her invention, and Fal. Come, let me pour in some sack to the Ford's wife's distraction, they conveyed me ipto e Thames water; for my belly's as cold, as if I had buck-basket. swallowed snow-balls for pills to cool the reins. Ford. A buck-basket! Call her in.
Fal. By the Lord, a buck-basket : rammed me Bard. Come in, woman.
in with foui shirts and smocks, socks, foul stockings,
and greasy napkins; that, master Brook, there was Enter Mrs. Quickly. the rankest compound of villanous smell
, that ever
offended nostril. Quick. By your leave; I cry you mercy: give Ford. And how long lay you there? your worship good-morrow.
Fal. Nay, you shall hear, master Brook, what I Fal. Take away these chalices :' go brew me a have suffered to bring this woman to evil for your pottle of sack finely.
good. Being thus crammed in the basket, a couple Bard. With eggs, sir ?
of Ford's knaves, his hinds, were called forth by Ful. Simple of itself; I'll no pullet-sperm in my their mistress, to carry me in the name of foul brervage.- Exit Bardolph.)-How now? clothes to Datchet-lane: they took me on their
Quick. Marry, sir, I come to your worship from shoulders; met the jealous knave, their master, in mistress Ford.
the door ; 'who asked them once or twice what they Ful. Mistress Ford! I have had ford enough: I had in their basket. I quaked for fear, lest the was thrown into the ford: I have my belly full of lunatic knave would have searched it; but Fate ford.
ordaining he should be a cuckold, held his hand. Quick. Alas the day! good heart, that was not Well: on went he for a search, and away went i her fault; she does so take on with her men ; they for foul clothes. But mark the sequel, master Brook: mistook their erection.
I suffered the pants of three several deaths : first, Ful. So did I mine, to build upon a foolish an intolerable Iright, to be detected with a jealous woman's promise.
rotten-bell-wether: next, to be compassed like a Quick. Well, she laments, sir, for it, that it rood bilbo,” in the circumference of a peck, hilt to would yearn your heart to see it
. Her husband point, heel to head: and then, to be stopped in, like goes this morning a birding; she desires you once a strong distillation, with stinking clothes that fretmore to come to her between eight and nine: I must ted in their own gréase: think of that,-a man of carry her word quickly: she'll make you amends, my kidney,—think of that; that am as subject to I warrant you.
heat as butler; a man of continual dissolution and Ful. Well, I will visit her: tell her so; and bid thaw; it was a miracle to 'scape suffocation. And her think, what a man is : let her consider his in the height of this bath, when I was more than frailty, and then judge of my merit.
half stewed in grease, like a Dutch dish, to be Quick. I will tell her.
thrown into the 'Thames, and cooled, glowing hot, Fal. Do so. Between nine and ten, say'st thou ? in that surge, like a horse-shoe ; think of thal;Quick. Eight and nine, sir.
hissing hoi,-think of that, master Brook. Fal. Well, be gone: I will not miss her.
Ford. In good sadness, sir, I am sorry that for Quick. Peace be with you, sir!
(Exit. ny sake you have suffered all this. My swt then Ful. I marvel, I hoar not of master Brook; he is desperate; you'll undertake her no more. sent me word to stay within: I like his money well. Fal. Master Brook, I will be thrown into Etna, O, here he comes.
as I have been into the Thames, ere I will leave
her thus. Her husband is this morning gone a bird. Enter Ford.
ing: I have received from her another embassy of
meeting ; 'twixt eight and nine is the hour, master Ford. Bless you, sir !
Brook. Fal. Now, master Brook; you come to know Ford. "Tis past eight already, sir. what hath passed between me and Ford's wife ? Fal. Is it? I will then address me to my appoint
Ford. That, indeed, sir John, is my business, ment. Come to me at your convenient leisure, and
Fal. Master Brook, I will not lie to you; I was you shall know how I speed; and the conclusion at her house the hour she appointed mc.
shall be crowned with your enjoying her : adiell, Ford. And how speed you, sir ?
You shall have her, master Brook; master Brook, Fal. Very ill-favouredly, master Brook.
you shall cuckold Ford.
(Exit. Furd. How so, sir? Did she change her deter- Ford. Hum! ha! is this a vision? is this a dream? mination ?
do I sleep? Master Ford, awake; awake, master Fal. No, master Brook; but the peaking cornu- Ford; there's a hole made in your best coat, master to, her husband, master Brook, dwelling in a con- Ford. This 'tis to be married! this 'tis to have linen, tinual 'larum of jealousy, comes me in the instant and buck-baskets !--Well, I will proclaim myselt of our encounter, after we had embraced, kissed, what I am: I will now take the lecher; he is at my protested, and, as it were, spoke the prologue of house : he cannot 'scape me; 'tis impossible he or comedy ; and at his heels a rabble of his com- should; he cannot creep into a half-penny purse, panions, thither provoked and instigated by his dis- nor into a pepper-box: but, lest the devil that temper, and, sorsooth, to search his house for bis cuides him should aid hirn, I will search impossible wife's love.
places. Though what I ain I cannot avoid, vel lo (1) Cups. (2) Bilboa, where the best blades are made. (3) Seriousness. (4) Make myself ready,