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dwells one mistress Quickly, which is in the Fal. Now, the report goes, she has all the manner of his nurse, or his dry nurse, or his rule of her husband's purse ; she hath legions cook, or his laundry, his washer, and his of angels.* wringer.
Pist. As many devils entertain; and, To her, Simp. Well, Sir.
boy, say I. Eva. Nay, it is petter yet :give her this Nym. The humour rises; it is good: humour letter; for it is a 'oman that altogether's ac- me the angels. quaintance with mistress Anne Page; and the Fal. I have writ me here a letter to her: and letter is, to desire and require her to solicit here another to Page's wife ; who even now your master's desires to mistress Anne Page : gave me good eyes too, examin'd my parts 1 pray you, be gone; I will make an end of my with most judicious eyliads : sometimes the dinner; there's pippins and cheese to come. beam of her view gilded my foot, sometimes
[Exeunt. my portly belly.
Pist. Then did the sun on dung-hill shine. SCENE III.-A Room in the Garter Inn.
Nym. I thank thee for that humour. Enter Falstaff, Host, BARDOLPH, Nym,
Fal. O, she did so course o'er my exteriors Pistol, and Robin.
with such a greedy intention, that the appetite
of her eye did seem to scorch me up like a Fal. Mine host of the Garter,-
burning glass! Here's another letter to her: Host. What says my bully-rook? Speak she bears the purse too; she is a region in scholarly, and wisely.
Guiana, all gold and bounty. I will be cheatert Fal. Truly, mine host, I must turn away to them both, and they shall be exchequers to some of my followers.
me; they shall be my East and West Indies, Host. Discard, bully Hercules ; cashier : let and I will trade to them both. Go, bear thou them wag; trot, trot.
this letter to mistress Page; and thou this to Fal. I sit at ten pounds a week.
mistress Ford : we will thrive, lads, we will Host. Thou’rt an emperor, Cæsar, Keisar, thrive. and Pheezar, I will entertain Bardolph ; he Pist. Shall I Sir Pandarus of Troy become, shall draw, he shall tap: said I well, bully And by my side wear steel ? then, Lúcifer take Hector ?
all! Fal. Do so, good mine host. Host. I have spoke ; let him follow : Let me the humour letter ; I will keep the 'haviour of
Nym. I will run no base humour; here, take see thee froth, and lime : I am at a word ; fol
Fal. Hold, sirrah, (to Rob.] bear you these Fal. Bardolph, follow him; a tapster is a letters tightly;t good trade: An old cloak makes a new jerkin; Sail like my pinnace to these golden shores.å withered servingman, a fresh tapster: Go; Rogues, hence avaunt! vanish like bail-stones, adieu. Bard. It is a life that I have desired; I will Trudge, plod, away, o' the hoof; seek shelter,
(Exit BARD. Falstaff will learn the humour of this age, Pist. O base Gongarian* wight! wilt thou French thrift, you rogues; myself, and skirted the spigot wield ? Nym. He was gotten in drink : Is not the
[E.reunt FALSTAFF and Robin.
Pist. Let vultures gripe thy guts ! for gourd humour conceited? His mind is not heroic,
and fullams holds, and there's the humour of it.
And high and low beguile the rich and poor: Fal. I am glad, I am so acquit of this tinder- Tester|| I'll have in pouch, when thou shalt lack, box; his theits were too open: his filching was Base Phrygian Turk! like an unskilful singer, he kept not time. Nym. The good humour is, to steal at a mi- be humours of revenge.
Nym. I have operations in my head, which nute's rest.
Pist. Wilt thou revenge ? Pist. Convey, the wise it call : Steal! foh; a ticot for the phrase !
Nym. By welkin, and her star!
Pist. With wit, or steel? Fal. Well, Sirs, I am almost out at heels.
Nym. With both the humours, I: Pist. Why then let kibes ensue.
I will discuss the humour of this love to Page. Fal. There is no remedy; I must coney-catch; Pist. And I to Ford shall eke unfold, I must shift.
How Falstaff, varlet vile, Pist. Young ravens must have food.
His dove will prove, his gold will hold, Fal. Which of you know Ford of this town?
And his soft couch defile. Pist. I ken the wight; he is of substance good. Fal. My honest lads, I will tell you what I cense Page to deal with poison; I will possess
Nym. My humour shall not cool : I will inam about.
him with yellowness, ** for the revolt of mien Pist. Two yards, and more.
is dangerous: that is my true humour. Fal. No quips now, Pistol ; indeed I am in Pist. Thou art the Mars of malcontents : I the waist two yards about: but I am now second thee; troop on.
[Exeunt. about no waste; I am about thrift. Briefly, I
SCENE IV.-A Room in Dr. Caius' House. do mean to make love to Ford's wife ; I spy entertainment in her; she discourses, she Enter Dirs. QUICKLY, SIMPLE, and Rugby. carves, she gives the leer of invitation : I can Quick. What; John Rugby !-I pray thee, construe the action of her familiar style; and go to the casement, and see if you can see my the hardest voice of her behaviour, to be Eng- master, master Doctor Caius, coming: if he lish'd rightly, is, I am Sir John Falstaff's. do, i'faith, and find any body in the house,
Pist. He hath studied her well, and trans- here will be an old abusing of God's patience, lated her well ; out of honesty into English. and the kiyg's English. Nym. The anchor is deep: will that humour
* Gold coin. + Escheatour, an officer in the Exchequer. pass ?
• False dice.
|| Sixpence I'll have in pocket. * For Hungarian
Rug. I'll go watch. [Exit Rugby. I closet? dere is no honest man dat shall come
Quick. Go ; and we'll have a posset for't soon in my closet. at night, in faith, at the latter end of a sea-coal Quick. I beseech you, be not so flegmatic ; fire. An honest, willing, kind fellow, as ever hear the truth of it: He came of an errand to servant shall come in house withal; and, I me from parson Hugh. warrant you, no tell-tale, nor no breed-bate :* Caius. Vell. his worst fault is, that he is given to prayer; he Sim. Ay, forsooth, to desire her tois something peevisht that way: but nobody Quick. Peace, I pray you. but has his fault;—but let that pass. Peter Caius. Peace-a your tongue :-Speak-a your Simple, you say yoаr name is ?
tale. Sim. Ay, for fault of a better.
Sim. To desire this honest gentlewoman, your Quick. And master Slender's your master ? maid, to speak a good word to mistress Anne Sim. Ay, forsooth.
Page 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 like a glover's paring knife?
put my finger in the fire, and need not. Sim. No, forsooth: he hath but a little wee Cuius. Sir Hugh send-a you?—Rugby, baillez face, with a little yellow beard; a Cain-col- me some paper :- Tarry you a little-a while. oured beard.
[Writes. Quick. A softly-sprighted man, is he not? Quick. I am glad he is so quiet: if he had Sim. Ay, forsooth: but he is as tall: a man been thoroughly moved, you should have heard of his hands, as any is between this and his him so loud, and so melancholy ;-But nothead; he hath fought with a warrener. $ withstanding, man, I'll do your master what
Quick. How say you ?–0, I should remem- good I can: and the very yea and the no is, the ber him ? Does he not hold up his head, as it French Doctor, my master,-I may call him were ? and strut in his gait?
my master, look you, for I keep his house; and Sim. Yes, indeed, does he.
I wash, wring, brew, bake, scour, dress meat Quick. Well, heaven send Anne Page no and drink, make the beds, and do all myself;— worse fortune! Tell master parson Evans, 1 Sim. 'Tis a great charge, to come under one will do what I can for your master : Anne is body's hand. a good girl, and I wish
Quick. Are you avis'd o' that? you shall Re-enter RUGBY.
find it a great charge: and to be up early, and
down late ;-but notwithstanding, (to tell you Rug. Out, alas ! here comes my master.
in your ear; I would have no words of it;) my Quick. We shall all be shent :/ Run in here, master himself is in love with mistress Anne good young man; go into this closet. [Shuts Page: but notwithstanding, that,-I know SIMPLE in the closet. He will not stay long.- Anne's mind,--that's neither here nor there. What, John Rugby! John, what, John, I say! Caius. You jack'nape; give-a dis letter to -Go, John, go inquire for my master; I doubt, Sir Hugh; by gar, it is a shallenge: I vill cut he be not well, that he comes not home and his troat in de park; and I vill teach a scurvy down, down, adown-a, &c.
[Sings. jack-a-nape priest to meddle or make :-you
may be gone; it is not good you tarry here :Enter Doctor Caius.
by gar, I vill 'cut all his two stones; by gar, he Caius. Vat is you sing? I do not like dese shall not have a stone to trow at his dog. toys; Pray you, go and vetch me in my closet
[Exit SIMPLE. un boitier verd; a box, a green-a box ; Do in
Quick. Alas, he speaks but for his friend. tend vat I speak ? a green-a box.
Cuius. It is no matter-a for dat:
do not you Quick. Ay, forsooth, I'll fetch it you. I am tell-a me dat I shall have Anne Page for myglad he went not in himself; if he had found self ?-by gar, I vill kill de Jack priest; and the young man, he would have been horn-mad. 1 have appointed mine host of de Jarterre to
[Aside. measure our weapon :-by gar, I vill myself Caius. Fe, fe fe, fe! ma foi, il fait fort chaud. have Anne Page. Je m'en rais à la Cour,-lu grand affaire.
Quick. Sir, the maid loves you, and all shall Quick. Is it this, Sir ?
be well: we must give folks leave to prate: Caius. Ouy; mette le au mon pocket; Depeche, What, the good-jer quickly :-Vere is dat knave, Rugby?
Caius. Rugby, come to the court vit me ;Quick. What, John Rugby! John!
By gar, if I have not Anne Page, I shall turn Rug. Here, Sir.
your head out of my door :--Follow my heels, Caius. You are John Rugby, and you are Rugby;
(Exeunt Caius and Rugby. Jack Rugby: Come, take-a your rapier, and
Quick. You shall have An fools-head of your come after my heel to de court.
own. No, I know Anne's mind for that: never Rug. 'Tis ready, Sir, here in the porch.
a woman in Windsor knows more of Anne's Caius. By, my trot, 1 tarry too long :-Od's mind than I do; por can do more than I do me! Qu'ay j'oublié ? dere is some simples in my with her, I thank heaven. closet, dat I vill not for the varld I shall leave
Fent. (Within.) Who's within there, ho ? behind,
Quick. Who's there, I trow? Come near the Quick. Ah me! he'll find the young man house, I pray you. there, and be mad. Caius. O diable, diuble! vat is in my closet ?
Enter FENTON. Villany? larron!' [Pulling SIMPLE out.] Rugby, Fent. How now, good woman; how dost my rapier.
thou ? Quick. Good master, be content.
Quick. The better, that it pleases your good Caius. Verefore shall I be content-a? Quick. The young man is an honest man.
worship to ask. Caius. Vat shall de honest man do in my Anne?
Fent. What news? how does pretty mistress Strife. + Foolish. 1 Brave. 1 The keeper of a warren. || Scolded, reprimanded.
# The goujere, what the pox!
Quick. In truth, Sir, and she is pretty, and Mrs. Page. And, trust me, I was coming to honest, and gentle; and one that is your friend, you. You look very ill. I can tell you that by the way; I praise heaven Mrs. Ford. Nay, I'll ne'er believe that; I for it.
have to show to the contrary. Fent. Shall I do any good, thinkest thou ? Mrs. Page, ’Faith, but you do, in my mind. Shall I not lose my suit ?
Mrs. Ford. Well, I do then ; yet, I say, I Quick. Troth, Sir, all is in his hands above: could show you to the contrary : o, mistress but notwithstanding, master Fenton, I'll be Page, give me some counsel ! sworn on a book, she loves you :-Have not Mrs. Puge. What's the matter, woman ? your worship a wart above your eye?
Mrs. Ford. O woman, if it were not for one Fent. Yes, marry, have I ; what of that? trifling respect, I could come to such honour !
Quick. Well, thereby hangs a tail —good Mrs. Page. Hang the trifle, woman; take the faith, it is such another Nan:--but, I detest,* honour: What is it?- -dispense with trifles; an honest maid as ever broke bread :-We had what is it? an hour's talk of that wart ;-I shall never Mrs. Ford. If I would but go to hell for an laugh but in that maid's company ?-But, in- eternal moment, or so, I could be knighted. deed, she is given too much to allichollyt and Mrs. Page. What?--thou liest !-Sir Alice musing : But for you-Well, go to.
Ford !These knights will hack; and so Fent. Well, I shall see her to-day: Hold, thou shouldst not alter the article of thy genthere's money for thee; let me have thy voice try. in my behalf: if thou seest her before me, Mrs. Ford. We burn day-light:-here, read, commend me
read ;-perceive how I might be knighted.-1 Quick. Will I ? i'faith, that we will : and I shall think the worse of fat men, as long as I will tell your worship more of the wart, the have an eye to make difference of men's liking: next time we have confidence; and of other And yet he would not swear; praised women's
modesty: and gave such orderly and wellFent. Well, farewell ; I am in great haste behaved reproof to all uncomeliness, that I now.
[Erit. would have sworn his disposition would have Quick. Farewell to your worship:--Truly, an gone to the truth of his words : but they honest gentleman; but Anne loves him not; for do no more adhere and keep place together, I know Anne's mind as well as another does : than the hundredth Psalm to the tune of Green --Out upon't! what have I forgot ? (Exit: sleeves. What tempest, I trow, threw this
whale, with so many tuns of oil in his belly, ACT II.
ashore at Windsor ? How shall I be revenged SCENE I.-Before Page's Horse. on him? I think, the best way were to enterEnter Mistress Page, with a letter.
tain him with hope, till the wicked fire of lust
have melted him in his own grease.—Did you Mrs. Puge. What! have I'scaped love-letters ever hear the like? in the holy-day time of my beauty, and am I Mrs. Page. Letter for letter; but that the now a subject for them? Let me see: [Reads. name of Page and Ford differs !--To thy great
Ask me no reuson why I love you; for though comfort in this mystery of ill opinions, here's love use reason for his precision, he admits him the twin brother of thy letter: but let thine not for his counsellor : You are not young, no inherit first; for, I protest, mine never shall, more am I; go to then, there's sympathy : you are I warrant, he hath a thousand of these letters, merry, so am I; Ha! ha! then there's more writ with blank space for different names, sympathy: you love sack, and so do I; Would (sure more,) and these are of the second ediyou desire better sympathy? Let it suffice thee, tion : He will print them out of doubt: for he mistress Page, (at the least, if the lode of a sol cares not what he puts into the press, when he dier can suffice,) that I love thee. I will not would put us two. I had rather be a giantess, say, pity me, 'tis not a soldier-like phrase; but I and lie under mount Pelion. Well, I will find say, love me. By me,
you twenty lascivious turtles, ere one chaste Thine oun true knight, By day or night,
Mrs. Ford. Why, this is the very same; the Or any kind of light,
very hand, the very words: What doth he With all his might,
think of us? For thee to fight,
Mrs. Page. Nay, I know not: It makes me
John Falstaff. almost ready to wrangle with mine own honesWhat a Herod of Jewry is this ?-0 wicked, ty. I'll entertain myself like one that I am wicked, world !-one that is well nigh worn
not acquainted withal; for, sure, unless he
know some strain in me, that I know not myto pieces with age, to show himself a young gallant! What an unweighed behaviour hath self, he would never have boarded me in this this Flemish drunkard picked (with the devil's
fury. name) out of my conversation, that he dares in
Mrs. Ford. Boarding, call you it? I'll be this manner assay me? Why, he hath not been sure to keep him above deck. thrice in my company !-What should I say to
Mrs. Page. So will I; if he come under my him ?-I was then frugal of my mirth :-heaven hatches, I'll never to sea again. Let's be reforgive me !—Why, I'll exhibit a bill in the venged on him : let's appoint him a meeting ; parliament for the putting down of men. How give him a show of comfort in his suit; and shall I be revenged on him? for revenged I will lead him on with a fine baited delay, till he be, as sure as his guts are made of puddings.
hath pawn'd his horses to mine Host of the
Mrs. Ford. Nay, I will consent to act any Mrs. Ford. Mistress Page! trust me, I was villany against him, that may not sully the guing to your house.
chariness* of our honesty. O, that my husShe means, I protest.
+ Melancholy. Most probably Shakspeare wrote physician.
band saw this letter! it would give eternal Mrs. Page. Go in with us, and see ; we have food to his jealousy,
an hour's talk with you. Mrs. Page. Why, look, where he comes ; (Exeunt Mrs. Page, Mrs. Ford, and Mrs. and my good man too: he's as far from jea
QUICKLY. lousy, as I am from giving him cause; and Page. How now, master Ford ? that, I hope, is an unmeasurable distance, Ford. You heard what this knave told me;
Mrs. Ford. You are the happier woman. did you not?
Mrs. Page. Let's consult together against Page. Yes; and you heard what the other this greasy knight : Come hither. (They retire. told me ?
Ford. Do you think there is truth in them? Enter FORD, PISTOL, Page, and Nym.
Page. Hang 'em, slaves! I do not think the Ford. Well, I hope, it be not so.
knight would offer ít: but these that accuse him Pist. Hope is a curtail* dog in some affairs : in his intent towards our wives, are a yoke of Sir John affects thy wife.
his discarded men; very rogues, now they be Ford. Why, Sir, my wife is not young:
out of service. Pist. He wooes both high and low, both rich Ford. Were they his men ? and poor,
Page. Marry, were they. Both young and old, one with another, Ford ; Ford. I like it never the better for that.He loves thy gally-mawfry;t Ford, perpend. Does he lie at the Garter. Ford. Love my wife?
Page. Ay, marry, does he. If he should inPist. With liver burning hot : Prevent, or go tend this voyage towards my wife, I would thou,
turn her loose to him ; and what he gets more Like Sir Actæon he, with Ringwood at thy of her than sharp words, let it lie on my head. 0, odious is the name !
[heels : Ford. I do not misdoubt my wife; but I Ford. What name, Sir?
would be loath to turn them together : A man Pist. The horn, I say : Farewell.
may be too confident: I would have nothing Take heed, ere summer comes, or cuckoo- lie on my head : I cannot be thus satisfied. birds do sing:
Page. Look, where my ranting host of the Away, Sir corporal Nym.
Garter comes : there is either liquor in his pate, Believe it, Page ; he speaks sense.
or money in his purse, when he looks so mer
[Exit Pistol. rily.--How now, mine host ? Ford. I will be patient; I will find out this. Nym. And this is true. (To PAGE.] I like not
Enter Host and Shallow. the humour of lying. He hath wronged me in Host. How now, bully-rook ? thou'rt a gensome humours; I should have borne the hu- tleman : cavalero-justice, I say. moured letter to her: but I have a sword, and Shal. I follow, mine host, I follow. Good it shall bite upon my necessity. He loves even, and twenty, good master Page! Master your wife; there's the short and the long. My Page, will you go with us ? we have sport in Dame is corporal Nym; I speak, and I avouch. band. "Tis true :--my name is Nym, and Falstaff Host. Tell him, cavalero-justice; tell him loves your wife.-Adieu! I love not the humour bully-rook. of bread and cheese ; and there's the humour Shal. Sir, there is a fray to be fought, beof it. Adieu.
[Exit Nym. tween Sir Hugh the Welsh priest, and Caius Page. The humour of it, quoth 'a! here's a the French doctor. fellow frights humour out of its wits.
Ford. Good mine host o' the Garter, a word Ford. I will seek out Falstaff.
Page. I never heard such a drawling, affect- Host. What say'st thou, bully-rook ? ing rogue..
[They go aside. Ford. If I do find it, well.
Shal. Will you (to PAGE) go with us to bePage. I will not believe such a Cataian, hold it? my merry host hath had the measuring tho' the priest o' the town commended him for of their weapons; and, I think, he hath apa true man.
pointed them contrary places : for, believe me, Ford. "Twas a good sensible fellow : Well. I hear the parson is no jester. Hark, I will Page. How now, Meg ?
tell you what our sport shall be. Mrs. Page. Whither go you, George ?-Hark Host. Hast thou no suit against my knight, you.
my guest-cavalier ? Mrs. Ford. How now, sweet Frank ? why Ford. None, I protest : but I'll give you a art thou melancholy?
pottle of burnt sack to give me recourse to him, Ford. I melancholy! I am not melancholy.- and tell him, my name is Brook; only for a Get you home, go.
jest. Mrs. Ford. 'Faith, thou hast some crotchets Host. My hand, bully: thou shalt have in thy head now:-Will you go, mistress Page? egress and regress ; said I well ? and thy name
Mrs. Page. Have with you.--You'll come to shall be Brook : It is a merry knight.--Will dinner, George !-Look, who comes yonder: you go on, hearts ? she shall be our messenger to this paltry knight. Shal. Have with you, mine host.
[Aside to Mrs. Ford. Page. I have heard, the Frenchman hath
good skill in his rapier. Enter Mistress QUICKLY.
Shal. Tut, Sir, I could have told you more : Mrs. Ford. Trust me, I thought on her : she'll In these times you stand on distance, your fit it.
passes, stoccadoes, and I know not what: 'tis Mrs. Page. You are come to see my daughter the heart, master Page ; 'tis here, 'tis here. ! Anne ?
have seen the time, with my long sword, I Quick. Ay, forsooth ; And, I pray, how does would have made you four tall* fellows skip good mistress Anne!
* Stout, bold.
Host. Here, boys, here, here! shall we wag ? Fal. Well, on: Mistress Ford, you say,
Page. Have with you :-I had rather hear Quick. Your worship says very true : I pray them scold than fight.
your worship, come a little nearer this ways. [Exeunt Host, Shallow, and Page, Fal. I warrant thee, nobody hears ;-mine Ford. Though Page be a secure fool, and own people, mine own people. stands so firmly on his wife's frailty, yet I can- Quick. Are they so ? Heaven bless them, and not put off my opinion so easily: She was in make them his servants ! his company at Page's bouse; and, what they Fal. Well: mistress Ford :-what of her ? made* there, I know not. Well, I will look Quick. Why, Sir, she's a good creature. further into't: and I have a disguise to sound Lord, lord ! your worship's a wanton : Well, Falstaff: If I find her honest, I lose not my heaven
forgive you, and all of us, I pray! labour; if she be otherwise, 'tis labour well Fal. Mistress Ford;-come, mistress Ford, bestowed.
[Exit. Quick. Marry, this is the short and the long SCENE II.-A Room in the Garter Inn.
of it; you have brought her into such a cana
ries,* as 'tis wonderful. The best courtier of Enter Falstaff and PISTOL.
them all, when the court lay at Windsor, could Fal. I will not lend thee a penny.
never have brought her to such a canary. Yet Pist. Why, then the world's mine oyster,
there has been knights, and lords, and gentleWhich I with sword will open.
men, with their coaches; I warrant you, coach I will retort the sum in equipage.t
after coach, letter after letter, gitt after gift; Fal, Not a penny. I have been content, Sir, smelling so sweetly, (all musk,) and so rush have grated upon my good friends for three such alligant terms; and in such wine and reprieves for you and your coach-fellow: Nym; sugar of the best, and the fairest, that would or else you had
looked through the grate like have won any, woman's heart; and, I warrant a geminy of baboons. I am damned in hell, you, they could never get an eye-wink of her.for swearing to gentlemen my friends, you
I had myself twenty angels given me this were good soldiers, and tall fellows: and when morning: but I defy all angels, in any such mistress Bridget lost the
handle of her fan, I sort, as they say,) but in the way of honesty :took't upon mine honour, thou hadst it not.
and, I warrant you, they could never get her Pist. Didst thou not share ? hadst thou not so much as sip on a cup with the proudest of fifteen pence ?
them all : : and yet there has been earls, nay, Fal. Reason, you rogue, reason : Think'st which is more, pensioners; but, I warrant thou, I'll endanger my soul gratis? At a word, you, all
is one with her. hang no more about me, I am no gibbet for
Fal. But what says she to me? be brief, my you go.A short knife and a throng;$—to good she Mercury, your manor of Pickt-batch,ll go.—You'll not
Quick, Marry, she hath received your letter; bear a letter for me, you rogue !--you stand times: and she gives you to notify, that her
for the which she thanks you a thousand upon your honour ! Why, thou unconfinable baseness, it is as much as I can do, to keep the husband will be absence from his house beterms of my honour precise. I, I, I myself
tween ten and eleven.
Fal. Ten and eleven? sometimes, leaving the fear of heaven on the left hand, and hiding mine honour in my ne
Quick. Ay, forsooth; and then you may come cessity, am fain to shuffle, to hedge, and to and see the picture, she says, that you wot+ your rags, your cat-a-mountain looks, your life with
him; he's a very jealousy man; she lurch; and yet you, rogue, will ensconce of;-master Ford, her husband, will be from
home. Alas! the sweet woman leads an ill red-lattice** phrases, and your bold-beating leads a very 'frampoldt life with him, good oaths, under the shelter of your honour! You
heart. will not do it, you ? Pist. I do relent; What would'st thou more
Fal. Ten and eleven: Woman, commend me of man?
to her; I will not fail her.
Quick. Why, you say well : But I have an. Enter Robin.
other messenger to your worship : Mistress Rob. Sir, here's a woman would speak with Page hath her hearty commendations to you you.
too ;-and let me tell you in your ear, she's as Fal. Let her approach.
fartuous a civil modest wife, and one (I tell Enter Mistress QUICKLY.
you) that will not miss your morning por even
ing prayer, as any is in Windsor, whoe'er be Quick. Give your worship good-morrow. the other : and she bade me tell your worship, Fal. Good-morrow, good wife.
that her husband is seldom from home; but, Quick. Not so, an't please your worship. she hopes, there will come a time. I never Fal. Good maid, then.
knew a woman so dote upon a man ; surely, I Quick. I'll be sworn; as my mother was, the think you have charms, la ; yes, in truth. first hour I was born.
Fal. Not l, I assure thee; setting the attracFal. I do believe the swearer: What with tion of my good parts aside, I have no other
charms. Quick. Shall I vouchsafe your worship a Quick. Blessing on your heart fort ! word or two ?
Fal. But, I pray thee, tell me this: has Ford's Fal. Two thousand, fair woman; and I'll wife, and Page’s wife,' acquainted each other touchsafe thee the hearing:
how they love me? Quick. There is one mistress Ford, Sir ;-I Quick. That were a jest, indeed !—they have pray, come a little nearer this ways :- I myself not so little grace, I hope :-that were a trick, dwell with master doctor Caius.
indeed! But mistress Page would desire you + Pay you again in stolen goods.
to send her your little page of all loves ; her Draws along with you. To cut purses in a crowd.
husband has a marvellous infection to the little Pickt-hatch was in Clerkenwell.
* A mistake of Mrs. Quickly's for quandaries. + Know
| Fretful, peevish. By all means.