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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 pries 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.

Fal. Pistol,
Shal. Sir, I thank you; by yea and no, I do. Pist. He hears with ears.

Page. I am glad to see you, good master Slen- Eva. The tevil and his tam ! what phrase is this, der.

lle hears with car ? Why, it is affectatious. Slen. How does your fallow greyhound, sir ? I Ful. Pistol, did you pick master Slender's purse? heard say, he was outrun on Cotsuie.'

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 confess. else,) of seven groats in mill-sixpences, and two

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 Era. 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, a good office between you.

I combat challenge of this latten bilbo :8
Eva. It is spoke as a christians ought to speak. Word of denial in thy labras here;
Shal. He hath wrong'd me, master Page. Word of denial; froth and scum, thou liest.
Page, Sir, he doth in some sort confess it. Slen. By these gloves, then 'twas he.

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 wrongd me; in- I will say, marry trap, with you, if you run the deed, he hath ;-at a word, he hath ;-believe me ;- nuthook’sio 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 himsell out of his five sentences. Fal. Now, master Shallow; you'll complain or. 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 fapli sir, was as they say, my deer, and broke open my lodge.

cashier'd; and so conclusions pass’d the careires. 15 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 druik whilst I live again,

Fal. I will answer it straight;-I 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. Fal. "Twere 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, gentleEva. Pauca verba, Sir John, good worts. men ; you hear it.

Fal. Good worts!? good cabbage.-Slender, I broke your head; what matter have you against Enter Mistress Anne Page with wine; Mistress

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 aster- Slen. O heaven! this is mistress Anne Page. wards picked my pocket.

Page. How now, mistress Ford ? Bar. You Banbury cheese !

Fal. Mistress Ford, by my treth, you are very Slen. Ay, it is no matter.

well met : by your leave, good mistress. Pist. How now, Mephostophilus ?

(kissing her. Slen. Ay, it is no matter.

Page. Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome :Nym. Slíce, I say! pauca, pauca je slice! that's Come, we have a hot venison pasty to dinner; come, my humour.

gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkind Slen. Where's Simple, my man ?-can you tell, ness. cousin ?

[Exeuni 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 :

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it be so,

Enter Simple.

Anne. Will’t please your worship to come in, sit

Slen. No, I thank you, forsooth, heartily ; 'I am How now, Simple! where have you been? I must

very well. wait on mysell, must I ? You have not The Book

Anne. The dinner attends you, sir. of Riddles about you, have you ?

Slen. I am not a-hungry, I thank you, sorsooth, 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 Allhallow mas last, a my cousin Shallow: (E.rit Simple.). A justice o fortnighi afore Michaelmas ? 1

peace sometiine may be beholden to his friend for Shal. Coms, coz; come, coz; we stay for you. á man:-1 keep but three men and a boy yet, till A word with you, coz: marry, this, coz; there is, iny mother be dead: but what though ? yet I live as 'twere, a tender, a kind of tender, made afar of like a poor gentleman born. by sir High here ; —lo you undersiind me? 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. I shall do that that is reason.

Slen. I'faith, I'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. Era. 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 Šlen. Nay, I will do as my cousin Shallow says: veneys2 for a dish of stewed prunes; and, by my 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 Era. 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. Era. 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. Era. 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 rough things.

Slen. I hope, sir,-I will do, as it shall become one that would do reason.

Re-enter Page. Era. Nay, Go's lords and his ladies, you must speak possitable, if you can carry her your desires Page. Come, gentle master Slender, come, we towards her.

stay for you. Shal. That you must : will you, upon good dow- Slen. I'll eat nothing ; I thank you, sir. Ty,

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. Shal. 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: Fen may decrease it upon betier acquaintance, Anne. I pray you, sir. when we are married, and have more occasion to Slen. I'll rather be unmannerly than trouble. know one another: 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 Evi, 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

nurse, or his dry nurse, or his cook, or his laundry; Re-enter Anne Page.

bis washer, and his wringer.

Sim. Well, sir. Shal. Here comes fair mistress Anne:-Would Eva. Nay, it is petter yet:give her this leto I 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 him, fair mistress Anne. desires to mistress Ann Page: I pray you, be gone; Era. Od's plessed will! I will not be absence I will make an end of my dinner : there's pippins at the grace.

and cheese to come.

[Exeunt. Exeunt Shal. and Sir H. Evans.

(3. The name of a bear exhibited at Paris-Gas (1) An intended blunder.

den, in Southwark.
(2) Three set-to's, bouts or hits. (4) Surpassed all expression.

SCENE III.A room in the Garter Inn. Enter' gilded my foot, sometimes my portly belly.

Falstaff, Host, Bardolph, Nym, Pistol, and Pist. Then did the sun on dunghill shine.

Nym. I thank thee for that humour.

Fäl. O, she did so course o'er my exteriors with Fal. Mine host of the Garter,Host. 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 eye larly, and wisely:

Here's another letter to bor: she bears the purse Fal. Truly, mine host, I must turn away some too : she is a region in Guiana, all gold and bounty. of my followers.

I will be cheater to them both, and they shall be Höst. Discard, bully Hercules ; cashier: let exchequers to me; they shall be my Easi and West them way; 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 Hosl. Thou’rt an emperor, Cæsar, Keisar, and mistress Ford : we will thrive, lads, we will thrive. Pheezar. I will entertain Bardolph; he shall

Pist. Shall I Sir Pandarus of Troy become, draw, he shall tap: said I well, bully Hector ?

And by my side wear steel ? then, Lucifer, take all! Fal. Do so, good mine host.

Nym. I 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. (Exit Host.

Fal. Hold, sitrah, (to Rob.) bear 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.

Rogues, hence, avaunt! vanish like hail-stones, go; Bard. It is a life that I have desired ;:, I will Trudge, plod, away, o' the hoof; seek shelter, thrive.

(Exit Bard.

pack! Pist. O base Gongarian' wight! wilt thou the Falstaff will learn the humour of this age, spigot wield?

French thrift, you rogues; mysell, and skirted Nym. He was gotten in drink: is not the hu

page. mour conceited ? His mind is not heroic, and

(Exeunt Falstaff and Robin.

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 1'll have in pouch,' when thou shalt lack, like an unskilsul 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 be rest.

humours of revenge. Pist. Convey, the wise it call: steal! foh; a Pist. Wilt thou revenge? fico” 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, Pisl. I ken the wight; he is of substance good.

And his soft 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 į indeed, I am in the yellowness, for the revolt of mien is dangerous : waist two yards about: but am now about no inat is my true humour. waste; I am about thrist. Briefly, I do menn to

Pist. Thou art the Mars of malcontents : I semake love to Ford's wife; I spy entertainment in cond thee; troop on.

(Exeunt. her; she discourses, she carves, she gives the leer of invitation: I can construe the action of her fa- SCENE IV. Aroom 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 Falstaff'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'$ English. Fal. Now, the report goes, she has all the rule Rug. I'll go watch.

[Eril Rugby. of her husband's purse; she hath legions of an- Quick. Go; and we'll have a posset sor't soon at gels.

night, in faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal fire. Pist. 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 : 10' his worst fault is, me the angels.

that he is given to prayer; he is something peevishi 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 wife; who even now gave that pass. Peter Simple, you say your name is ? me good eyes too, examin'd my parts with most Sim. Ay, for fault of a better. judicious eyliads : sometimes the beam of her view Quick. And master Slender's your master ?

(1) For Hungarian. . (2) Fig. (3) Gold coin. (7) Sixpence l'll have in pocket, 14) Escheatour, an officer in the Exchequer. (8) Instigate. (9) Jealousy. (10) Strife. (5) Cleverly. (6) False dice.

(11) Foolish.



Sim. Ay, forsooth.

for 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, -I 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. "I'is a great charge, to come under one wish

bod: 's hand.

Quick. Are you advis'd o' that? you shall find 't a Re-enter Rugby.

great charge: and to be up early, and down late ;-

but notwithstanding (to tell you in your ear; I 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 inind,--that's neiihe closet.) 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 down, down, in de park; and I vill teach a scurvy jack-a-nape adown-e, &c.

[Sings. priest to moddie or make :-you may be gone ; it

is not good you tarry here:-by gar, I will cut all Enter Doctor Caius.

his two siones ; 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; Crick. Alas, he speaks but for his friend. Pras you, go and vetch me in my closet un boilier Cuius. It is no miter-a for 41:-do not vou terd; a box, a green-a box; do intend vat I speak ? tell-a me dat I hı! h::ve Anne Pare for mysell? & grees-a bon.

--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 ile Jarterre to measure our he went not in himself; if he had found the youniveipon :-by gar, I vill myseli have Anne Page. man, he would have been horn-mad. (Asile. Quick. Sir, the maid loves you, and all shall be

Caius. Fe, fe, fe, fe! ma fci, il fait fort chaud. trell: we nisi give folks leave 'io prate: Whiat, Je m'en vais à la cour,- la grand a faire.

the good-jer! Quick. Is it this, sir ?

Crus. Rurby, come to the court vit me;-by Cai is. Ouy; mette le au mm pocket; depeche, gar, if I have not Anne Pare, I shail turn your quickly :-Vere is dat knave Rugby!

head out of my door:--Follow my heels, Rigby. 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, 1 Rug. 'Tis ready, sir, here in the porch. thank heaven.

Caius. By my trot, I tarry too long :-Od's me! Fent. [li'ithin.] Who's within there, ho ? Quay j'oublié ? dere is some simples in my closet, Quick. Who's there, 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 gooil Quick. Good master, be content.

worship to ask. Caius. Vestfore 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, and 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 wav; 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 genilewounan, your Fent. Yes, marry, havel; what of that? maid, to speak a good word to mistress Anne Page, Quick. Well, thereby hangs a talo ;-good faith, (1Brave. (2) The kceper 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 in 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. Forit. O woman, if it were not for one much to allicholly? and musing : but for you, trilling respect, I could come to such honour! Well, go to.

Mrs. Puze. Hang the trille, woman; take the Fent, Well, I shall see her to-day: hold, there's honour: what is it ?-dispense with trilles ;-what money for thee; let me have thy voice in 'my be- is it? haif: 'if thou seest her before me, commend me- Mrs. Ford. If I would but go to hell for an

Quick. Will I? i'iaith, that we will: and I will eternal moinent, or so, I could be knighted. tell your worship more of the wart, the next time Mrs. Payt. What ?-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. shouldst not alter the article of thy gentry.

(Ecil. Mrs. Ford. We burn day-light :-here, read, Quick, Farewell to your worship:--Truly, an read ;-perceive how I inight be knighed. -- I shali honest gentleman; but Anne loves him not'; for think the worse of fat men, as long as I have an eye to Í know Anne's mind as well as another does! :- make difference of men's liking: and yet he would Qut 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: but 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, wilh a letter.

How shall I be revenged on him ? I think the best Mrs. Page. What! have l’scaped love-letters way were to entertain him with hope, till the wicked

fire of lust have melted him in his own grease. Did 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 reuson why I love you ; for though of Page and Ford difters!—To thy great comfort

Alrs. Page. Letter for letter; but that the name love ise reason for his precisian, he admits him in this mystery of ill opinions, here's the twin Hot for his coiinsellor You are not young, no brother of thy letter : but let thine inherit first; for, more am I; go to then, there's symputhy you I protest, mine never shall. I warrant, he hath a are merry, so an I; Ad!, ha ! 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 yong desire hetter sympathy? Let it suffice thee, second edition : he will print them out of doubt: inistress Page (at the least, if the love of a soldier for he cares not what he puts into the press, when fan suffice, that I love thee. I will not say, pity he would put us two. I had rather be a giantess, mne, 'lis not a soldier-like phrase ; but I say, love and lie under mount Pelion. Well, I will find you mie, By me, Thine own true knight,

twenty lascivious turtles, ere one chaste man.

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,

Mrs. Page. Nay, I know not: it makes me als For thee to fight,

most ready to wrangle with mine own honesty. I'll

entertain inyself 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 hath this Flemish to keep him above decki drunkard picked (with the devil's name) out of my

Mrs. Pare. So will I; if he come under my conversation, that he dares in this manner assay hatches, I'll never to sea again. Let's be revenged me? Why, he hath not been thrice in my comp:1- on him: let's appoint him a mecting : give him a pi!-What should I say to him ?-1 was then show of comfort in his suit; and lead him on with frugal of my mirth :-heaven forgive me !-Why, a fine-baited delay, till he hath pawnd 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 vilfor revenged I will be, as sure as his guts are made lany arainst 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 Pord.

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 goint to your house.

unneasurable distance. Mrs. Page. And, trust me, I was coming to

Mrs. Ford. You are the happier woman. you. You look very ill.

Mrs. Pace. 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 contrary. 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.
She moans, I protest. (2) Melancholy.
Most probably Shakspeare wrote Physician.

(4) Caution.

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