That Silvia at friar Patrick's cell should meet me. Enter SILVIA. Pro. Ill, when you talk of war. [Aside. Pro. Nor I. Duke. Saw you my daughter ? Duke. Why, then She's fled unto that peasant Valentine, 'Tis true; for friar Lawrence met them both, At Patrick's cell this even, and there she was not. [Exit in haste.1 Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish girl, [Exit. Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love, Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her. [Exit. Jul. And I will follow, more to cross that love, Than hate for Silvia that is gone for love. SCENE III.-The Forest. [Exit. Sil. A thousand more mischances than this one Thu. But well, when I discourse of love and Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently. peace ? Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your peace. [Aside. Thu. What says she to my valour? Thu. What says she to my birth? Jul. True; from a gentleman to a fool. Thu. Wherefore? 2 Out. Come, bring her away. 1 Out. Where is the gentleman that was with her? 3 Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath outrun us; But Moyses, and Valerius, follow him. Go thou with her to the west end of the wood; There is our captain. We'll follow him that's fled : [Aside. The thicket is beset; he cannot 'scape. 1 Out. Come, I must bring you to our captain's cave. Fear not; he bears an honourable mind, [Aside. And will not use a woman lawlessly. [Aside. Sil. O Valentine! this I endure for thee. [Exeunt. Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man! 2 3 Not in f. e. 4 in haste: not in f. e. 5 This shadowy, desert: in f. e. better brook than flourishing peopled towns. Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain! Withdraw thee, Valentine: who's this comes here? Enter PROTEUS, SILVIA, and JULIA. 7 Pro. Madam, this service having done for you, Sil. O, miserable! unhappy that I am! [Aside. Sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most unhappy. Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion, [Aside. Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next to death, Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou’dst two, Pro. Who respects friend? Sil. In love All men but Proteus. Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words And love you 'gainst the nature of love: force you. I'll force thee yield to my desire. Val. [Coming forward.] Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch; Thou friend of an ill fashion! Pro. Valentine! (For such is a friend now) treacherous man! I have one friend alive, thou would'st disprove me. I am sorry I must never trust thee more, Forgive me, Valentine. If hearty sorrow I tender 't here: I do as truly suffer, Pro. How! let me see. This is the ring I gave to Julia. Jul. O cry you mercy, sir; I have mistook: This is the ring you sent to Silvia. [Shows another ring. At my depart I gave this unto Julia. [Discovering herself. Jul. And Julia herself did give it me; It is the lesser blot, modesty finds, Women to change their shapes, than men their minds. Fills him with faults; makes him run through all the What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy Val. Come, come, a hand from either. Let me be blest to make this happy close : Enter Outlaws, with DUKE and THURIO. Val. Forbear: forbear, I say: it is my lord the [love; Your grace is welcome to a man disgrac'd, Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith or Banished Valentine. 1 sing. 2 Not in f. e. 8 proved. colon. 3 are my mates in f. e. 4 Steps aside: in f. e. 5 I have in f. e. 9 Not in f. e. 10 that in f. e. 11 My shame and guilt confound in f. e. 6 f. e. have a period. f. e, have a semi Sir Valentine ! Duke. Val. Thurio, give back, or else embrace thy death. Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I. I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine, I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake, Duke. I grant it for thine own, whate'er it be. Duke. Thou hast prevail'd; I pardon them, and thee Val. And as we walk along, I dare be bold Duke. I think the boy hath grace in him: he blushes. Val. I thank your grace; the gift hath made me One feast, one house, one mutual happiness. 1 Verona : in f. e. 2 include: in f. e. 3 4 Not in f. e. 5 That done, our day of marriage shall be yours: in f. e. [Exeunt. SCENE I.-Windsor. Before PAGE's House. Enter Justice SHALLOW, SLENDER, and Sir HUGH EVANS. Shal. Sir1 Hugh, persuade me not; I will make a Star-chamber matter of it: if he were twenty sir John Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, esquire. Slen. In the county of Gloster, justice of peace, and coram. Shal. Ay, cousin Slender, and cust-alorum. Slen. Ay, and ratolorum too; and a gentleman born, master parson; who writes himself armigero; in any bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, armigero. Shal. Ay, that I do; and have done any time these three hundred years. Slen. All his successors, gone before him, have done 't; and all his ancestors, that come after him, may: they may give the dozen white luces2 in their coat. Shal. It is an old coat. Eva. The dozen white louses do become an old coat well; it agrees well, passant: it is a familiar beast to man, and signifies love. Shal. The luce is the fresh fish; the salt fish is an old coat. Slen. I may quarter, coz? Shal. You may, by marrying. Eva. It is marring, indeed, if he quarter it. Shal. Not a whit. Shal. Ha! o' my life, if I were young again the sword should end it. There Eva. It is petter that friends is the sword, and end it: and there is also another device in my prain, which, peradventure, prings goot discretions with it. is Anne Page, which is daughter to master George Page, which is pretty virginity. Slen. Mistress Anne Page? She has brown hair, and speaks small, like a woman. Eva. It is that fery person for all the orld; as just as you will desire, and seven hundred pounds of monies, and gold, and silver, is her grandsire, upon his death'sbed (Got deliver to a joyful resurrections!) give, when she is able to overtake seventeen years old. It were a goot motion, if we leave our pribbles and prabbles, and desire a marriage between master Abraham, and mistress Anne Page. Slen. Did her grandsire leave her seven hundred pound? Eva. Ay, and her father is make her a petter penny. Slen. I know the young gentlewoman; she has good gifts. Eva. Seven hundred pounds, and possibilities, is good gifts. Shal. Well, let us see honest master Page. Is Falstaff there? Eva. Yes, per-lady: if he has a quarter of your coat, Eva. Shall I tell you a lie? I do despise a liar, as there is but three skirts for yourself, in my simple con- I do despise one that is false; or, as I despise one that jectures. But that is all one: if sir John Falstaff have is not true. The knight, sir John, is there; and, I committed disparagements unto you, I am of the church, beseech you, be ruled by your well-willers. I will and will be glad to do my benevolence, to make atone-peat the door for master Page. [Knocks.] What, hoa! ments and compromises between you. Got pless your house here! Shal. The council shall hear it: it is a riot. Eva. It is not meet the council hear a riot; there is no fear of Got in a riot. The council, look you, shall desire to hear the fear of Got, and not to hear a riot: take your vizaments in that. Page. Who's there? [Above, at the window.3 Eva. Here is Got's plessing, and your friend, and justice Shallow; and here young master Slender, that, peradventures, shall tell you another tale, if matters grow to your likings. 1 A title by which the clergy were ordinarily addressed. 2 The old name for a pike-an allusion to the coat of arms of the Lucys' three luces. 3 Enter Page: in f. e. Enter PAGE.1 Page. We three, to hear it, and end it between Page. I am glad to see your worships well. I thank them. you for my venison, master Shallow. Eva. Fery goot: I will make a prief of it in my cause, with as great discreetly as we can. Shal. Master Page, I am glad to see you: much note-book ; and we will afterwards 'ork upon the good do it your good heart. I wished your venison better; it was ill kill'd.-How doth good mistress Page?-and I thank you always with my heart, la; with my heart. Shal. Sir, he's a good dog, and a fair dog; can there be more said? he is good, and fair. Is sir John Falstaff here? Page. Sir, he is within; and I would I could do a good office between you. Eva. It is spoke as a Christians ought to speak. Shal. If it be confess'd, it is not redress'd: is not that so, master Page? He hath wrong'd me; indeed, he hath;-at a word, he hath-believe me:-Robert Shallow, esquire, saith he is wrong'd. Page. Here comes sir John. Enter Sir JOHN FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, Nym, and Fal. Now, master Shallow; you'll complain of me to the king? Shal. Knight, you have beaten my men, killed my deer, and broke open my lodge. Fal. But not kiss'd your keeper's daughter. Pist. He hears with ears. Eva. The tevil and his tam! what phrase is this? "He hears with ear?" Why, it is affectations. Fal. Pistol, did you pick master Slender's purse ? Slen. Ay, by these gloves, did he, (or I would I might never come in mine own great chamber again else) of seven groats in mill-sixpences, and two Edward shovel-boards, that cost me two shilling and two pence a-piece of Yed Miller, by these gloves. 5 Fal. Is this true, Pistol? Eva. No; it is false, if it is a pick-purse. Pist. Ha, thou mountain-foreigner !—Sir John and I combat challenge of this latten bilbo :" Slen. By these gloves, then 't was he. น! Nym. Be advised, sir, and pass good humours. I will say, marry trap," with you, if you run the nuthook's humour on me; that is the very note of it. 8 Slen. By this hat, then he in the red face had it; for though I cannot remember what I did when you made me drunk, yet I am not altogether an ass. Fal. What say you, Scarlet and John ?9 Bard. Why, sir, for my part, I say, the gentleman had drunk himself out of his five sentences. Eva. It is his five senses: fie, what the ignorance is! Bard. And being fap,10 sir, was, as they say, cashier'd; and so conclusions pass'd the carieres.11 Slen. Ay, you spake in Latin then too; but 't is no matter. I'll ne'er be drunk whilst I live again, but in honest, civil, godly company, for this trick: if I be drunk, I'll be drunk with those that have the fear of Fal. I will answer it straight:-I have done all God, and not with drunken knaves. this. That is now answered. Shal. The council shall know this. Eva. So Got 'udge me, that is a virtuous mind. Fal. 'T were better for you, if it were known in you hear it. counsel: you'll be laughed at. Eva. Pauca verba, sir John; good worts. Fal. Good worts ?3 good cabbage.-Slender, I broke your head; what matter have you against me? Slen. Marry, sir, I have matter in my head against you; and against your coney-catching rascals, Bardolph, Nym, and Pistol. They carried me to the tavern, and made me drunk, and afterwards picked my pocket. Bard. You Banbury cheese.* Slen. Ay, it is no matter. Pist. How now, Mephostophilus ? Slen. Ay, it is no matter. 1 Not in f. e. 2 Cotsall in f. e. 12 Enter ANNE PAGE with wine; and Mistress FORD and [Exeunt all but SHALLOW, SLENDER, and EVANS. How now, Simple! Where have you been? I must wait on myself, must I? You have not the book of riddles about you, have you? Sim. Book of riddles! why, did you not lend it to Alice Shortcake upon Allhallowmas last, a fortnight afore Michaelmas ? Cotswold-downs, in Gloucestershire, a famous place for rural sports. 3 The old name for cabbage. 4 This cheese was extremely thin. 5 Shilling pieces, used in playing shuffle-board, and probably better fitted for the game by being beavier than the common coin, and so commanding a premium. latten, a composition of copper and calamine, made into thin plates; bilbo, is a Bilboa blade or sword. 8 Instrument used by a thief to hook things from a window; he means, "if you say I'm a thief." 9 Two of Robin Hood's merry men. 10 Fuddled. 11 A term in horsemanship, for galloping a horse backwards and forwards 12 This direction is not in f. e. 7 lips. |