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well; yet they are devils' additions, the names
fie ! cuckold !
A field near Windsor.
Enter Caius and Rugby. Caius. Jack Rugby!
Caius. Vat is de clock, Jack ?
his Pible well, dat he is no come: by gar, Jack Rugby, he is dead already, if he be come.
Rug. He is wise, sir; he knew your worship would 10
IO kill him, if he came. Caius. By gar, de herring is no dead so as I vill kill
him. Take your rapier, Jack; I vill tell you
how I vill kill him.
Enter Host, Shallow, Slender, and Page.
you, Master Doctor Caius !
thee traverse; to see thee here, to see thee
bully-stale ? is he dead?
vorld; he is not show his face.
Greece, my boy!
or seven, two, tree hours for him, and he is no
Shal. He is the wiser man, master doctor: he is a
curer of souls, and you a curer of bodies; if 40 you should fight, you go against the hair of your
professions. Is it not true, Master Page ? Page. Master Shallow, you have yourself been a
great fighter, though now a man of peace. Shal. Bodykins, Master Page, though I now be old,
and of the peace, if I see a sword out, my finger
sworn of the peace : you have shewed
You must go with me, master doctor.
60 Host. Mock-water, in our English tongue, is valour,
bully. Caius. By gar, den, I have as much mock-vater as
de Englishman.-Scurvy jack-dog priest! by
gar, me vill cut his ears. Host. He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully. Caius. Clapper-de-claw! vat is dat? Host. That is, he will make thee amends. Caius. By gar, me do look he shall clapper-de-claw me; for, by gar, me vill have it.
70 Host. And I will provoke him to't, or let him wag.
Caius. Me tank you for dat.
and Master Page, and eke Cavaleiro Slender, go
you through the town to Frogmore. [Aside to them. Page. Sir Hugh is there, is he? Host. He is there : see what humour he is in; and
I will bring the doctor about by the fields. Will
it do well ? Shal. We will do it.
80 Page, Shal., and Slen. Adieu, good master doctor.
[Exeunt Page, Shal., and Slen. Caius. By gar, me vill kill de priest ; for he speak
for a jack-an-ape to Anne Page.
cold water on thy choler: go about the fields
aim ? said I well?
90 love you, and I shall procure-a you de good guest, de earl, de knight, de lords, de gentle
men, my patients.
Anne Page. Said I well ?
[Exeunt. ACT THIRD.
A field near Frogmore.
Enter Sir Hugh Evans and Simple.
man, and friend Simple by your name, which way
self doctor of physic?
way: old Windsor way, and every way but the
town way. Evans. I most fehemently desire you you will also
look that way. Sim. I will, sir.
[Exit. 10 Evans. Pless my soul, how full of chollors I am, and
trempling of mind-I shall be glad if he have
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