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Evans. Od's plessed will ! I will not be absence at the grace.
[Exeunt Shallow and Evans. Anne. Will't please your worship to come in, sir? Slen. No, I thank you, forsooth, heartily; I am very
well. Anne. The dinner attends you, sir.
270 Slen. I am not a-hungry, I thank you, forsooth. Go,
sirrah, for all you are my man, go wait upon my
I live like a poor gentleman born.
will not sit till you come. Slen. I' faith, I'll eat nothing ; I thank you as much 280
as though I did.
my shin th' other day with playing at sword and
Anne. I think there are, sir; I heard them talked of. 290 Slen. I love the sport well;
but I shall as quarrel at it as any man in England. You are
afraid, if you see the bear loose, are you not ?
I have seen
him by the chain; but, I warrant you, the
Slen. I'll eat nothing, I thank you, sir.
do you that wrong. Anne. I pray you, sir, Slen. I'll rather be unmannerly than troublesome.
You do yourself wrong, indeed, la! [Exeunt.
which is the way: and there dwells one Mistress
washer, and his wringer.
for it is a 'oman that altogether's acquaintance
A room in the Garter Inn.
Enter Falstaff, Host, Bardolph, Nym, Pistol, and Robin.
followers. Host. Discard, bully Hercules ; cashier : let them
wag ; trot, trot. Fal. I sit at ten pounds a week. Host. Thou 'rt emperor, Cæsar, Keisar, and
Pheezar. I will entertain Bardolph; he shall
draw, he shall tap : said I well, bully Hector ?
Let me see thee froth and lime : I am at a word ;
[Exit. Fal. Bardolph, follow him. A tapster is a good
trade : an old cloak makes a new jerkin ; a
Pist. O base Hungarian wight! wilt thou the spigot wield?
[Exit Bardolph. Nym. He was gotten in drink : is not the humour
conceited ? Fal. I am glad I am so acquit of this tinder-box :
his thefts were too open; his filching was like
an unskilful singer; he kept not time. Nym. The good humour is to steal at a minute's
rest. Pist. “Convey,' the wise it call. “Steal!' foh! a 30
fico for the phrase !
40 Pist. Two yards, and more. Fal. No quips now, Pistol! Indeed, I am in the
waist two yards about; but I am now about no
50 Pist. He hath studied her well, and translated her
will, out of honesty into English.
Nym. The anchor is deep: will that humour
Fal. Now, the report goes she has all the rule
of her husband's purse : he hath a legion of
angels. Pist. As many devils entertain ; and “To her, boy,'
Nym. The humour rises; it is good: humour me 60
here another to Page’s wife, who even now gave
view gilded my foot, sometimes my portly belly.
a greedy intention, that the appetite of her eye 70
lads, we will thrive.
80 And by my side wear steel ? then, Lucifer take all ! Nym. will run no base humour: here, take the
humour-letter: I will keep the haviour of re-