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Enter Mrs. Quickly.

ed it; but Fate, ordaining he should be a cuck Quick. By your leave; I cry you mercy: Give old, held his hand. Well, on went he for a your worship good-morrow.

search, and away went I for foul clothes. But Fal. Take away these chalices: Go brew me mark the sequel, master Brook; I suffered the a pottle of sack fiuely.

pangs of three several deaths: first, an intolera. Bard. With eggs, sir?

ble fright, to be detected with a jealous rotten Fal. Simple of itself ; I'll no pullet-sperm in bellwether: next, to be compussed like a good my brewage.-Exit Bardolph. 1-How now?

bilbo, in the circumference of a peck, hilt to Quick. Marry, sir, I come to your worship point, heel to head; and then, to be stopped in, from mistress Ford.

a strong distillation, with stinking clothes Fal. Mistre :s Ford! I have had ford enough; that fretted in their own grease : think of that, I was thrown into the ford: I have my belly fuil a man of my kindney,-think of that; that am as of ford.

subject to heat as butter; a man of continual Quick. Alas the day! good heart, that was not dissolution and thaw; it was a miracle to 'scape her fault; she does so take on with her men; I was more than half stewed in grease, like a

suffocation. And in the height of this bath,when they mistook their erection. Fal. So did I mine, to build upon a foolish Dutch dish, to be thrown into the Thames, and woman's promise.

cooled, glowing hot, in that surge, like a horseQuick. Well, she laments, sir, for it, that it shoe; think of that;-hissing hot,--think of that, would yearn your heart to see it. Her husband master Brook. goes this morning a birding; she desires you Ford. lo good sadness, sir, I am sorry that for once more to come to her between eight and my sake you have suffered all this. My snit then nine: I must carry her word quickly: she'l is desperate : you'll undertake her no more. make you amends, I warrant you.

Fal. Master Brook, I will be thrown into Fal. 'Well, I will visit her: Tell her so; and Etna, as I have been into the 'Thames, ere I will bid her think what a man is: let her consider leave her thus. Her husband is this morning his frailty, and then judge of my merit.

gone a lirding: I have received from her anoQuick. I will tell her.

ther embassy of meeting ; 'iwixt eight and nine Fal. Do so. Between nine and ten say'st thou ? is the hour, master Brook. Quick. Eight and nine, sir.

Ford. "Tís past eight already, sir. Fal. Well, be gone: I'will not miss her.

Fal. Is it? I will then address me to my apQuick. Peace be with you, sir? (Exit. pointment: Come to me at your convenient Fal. I marvel, I hear not of master Brook; he leisure, and you shall know how I speed; and sent me word to stay within; I like his money the conclusion shall be crowned with your en well. O, here he comes.

joying her : Adieu. You shall have her, master

Brook ; master Brook, you shall cuckold Ford. Enter Ford.

[Erit. Ford. Bless you, sir?

Ford. Hum! ha! is this a vision 1 is this a Fal. Now, master Brook? you come to know dream ? do I sleep? Master Ford, awake; what hath passed between ine and Ford's wife 2 awake, master Ford; there's a hole' made in Ford. That, indeed, Sir John, is my business. your best coat, master Ford. This 'tis to be Fal. Master Brook, I will not lie to you, I was married! this 'uis to have linen, and buckat her house the hour she appointed me.

baskets !-Well, I will proclaim myself what I Ford. And how sped you, sir!

am : I will now take the lecher; he is at my Fal. Very ill-favouredly, 'Master Brook.

house: he cannot 'scape me; 'tis impossible he Ford. How so, sir ? Did she change her deter- should; he cannot creep into a halfpenny purse, mination ?

nor into a pepper-box: but, lest the devil that Fal. No, master Brook; but the peaking cor- guides him should aid him, I will search imposnuto, her husband, master Brook, dwelling in a sible places. Though what I am I cannot avoid, continua! 'larum of jealousy, comes me in the yet to be what I would not, shall not make me instant of our encounter, after we had embraced, tame : if I have horns to make one mad, let the kissed, protested, and, as it were, spoke the pro-proverb go with ine, I'll be horn mad. (Erit. logue of our comedy, and at his heels a rabble of his companions, thither provoked and instigated by his distemper, and, forsooth, to search his

ACT IV. house for his wife's love.

SCENE I. The Street.
Ford. What, while you were there?
Fal. While I was there.

Enter Mrs. Page, Mrs. Quickly, and William. Ford. And did he search for you, and could Mrs. Page. Is he at master Ford's already, not find you?

think'st thou ? Fal. You shall hear. As good luck would have Quick. Sure, he is by this: or will be presentit, comes in one mistress Page; gives intelligence ly: but truly, he is very conrageous mad, about of Ford's approach; and, by her invention, and his throwing into the water. Mistress Ford de Ford's wife's distraction, they conveyed me into sires you to come suddenly. a buck-basket.

Mrs. Page. I'll be with her by and by; I'll but Ford. A buck-basket?

bring my young man bere to school: Look, Fal. By the Lord, a buck-basket: rammed me where his master comes ; 'tis a playing-day, 1 in with foul shirts and smocks, socks, foul stock-see. ings, and greasy napkins; that, master Brook,

Enter Sir Hugh Evans. there was the rankest compound of villanous smell, that ever offended nostril.

How now, Sir Hugh? no school to-day? Ford. And how long lay you there?

Eva. No; master Slender is let the boys leave Fal. Nay, you shall hear, master Brook, what to play. I have suffered to bring this woman to evil, for Quick. Blessing of his heart. your good. Being thus crammed in the basket, Mrs. Page. Sir Hugh, my husband says, my a couple of Ford's knaves, his hinds, were called son profits nothing in the world at his book; 1 forth, by their mistress, to carry me in the name pray you, ask him some questions in his acciof foul clothes to Dachet-lane : they took medence. on their shoulders; met the jealous knave, their Eva. Come hither, William; hold up your master, in the door; who asked them once or head; come. twice what they had in their basket: I quaked Mrs. Page. Come on, sirrah; hold up your for fear,lest the lunatic knave would have search- head; answer your master, be not afraid

Eor. William, how many numbers is in nouns ?

Enter Mrs. Page. Will. Two.

Mrs. Page. How now, sweetheart? who's at Quick. Truly, I thought there had been one home beside yourself? nuinber inore ; because they say, od's nouns. Mrs. Forr. Why, none but mine own people.

Eva Peace your tatilings. What is sair, Mrs. Page. Indeed ?
William ?

Mrs. Ford. No, certainly ;

-peak louder. Wut. Pulcher.

(Aside. Quick. Poulcats ! there are fairer things than Mrs. Page. Truly, I am so glad you have nopoulcats, sure.

body here. Eva You are a very simplicity 'oman; I pray Mrs. Ford. Why? you peace. What is lapis, William ?

Mrs. Page. Why, woman, your husband is in Will. A stone.

his old lunes ngain : he so takes on yonder with Eca. And what is a stone, William ?

my husband ; so rails against all inarried manWill. A pebble.

kind; so curses all Eve's daughters, of what Eva. No, it is lapis ; I pray you remember in complexion svever; and su buffets himself on se your prain.

forehead, crying, Peer oul, peer out! that any Will. Lapis.

madness, I ever yet beleld, seemed buit inini Eva. That is good, William. What is he, ness, civility, and patience, to this his disteniper William, that does lend articles ?

he is in now: I am glad the fat knight is 110t licre. Will. Articles are borrowed of the pronoun, Mrs. Ford. Why, does he talk of him? and be thus declined, Singulariter, nominativo, Mrs. Page. Of none buit hin; and swears, he hic, hæc, hoc

was carried out, the last time he searched for Eva. Nominativo, hig, hag, hog; pray you, him, in a basket; protests to iny husband he is mark: genitivo, hujus : Well, what is your ac. now here ; and hath drawn him and the rest of cusative case ?

their company from their sport, to make ancther Will. Accusativo, hinc.

experiment of his suspicion : but I am glad the Eva. I pray you have your remembrance, knight is not here; now he shall see his own child; Accusativo, hing, hang, hog.

foolery: Quick. flang hog, is Latin for bacon, I war- Mrs. Ford. How near is he, mistress Page ? raut you.

Mrs. Page. Hard by ; at street end; he will Era. Leave your prabbles, 'oman. What is be here anon. the focative case, William ?

Mrs. Ford. I am indone!--the knight is here. Will. ()-uncativo, 0.

Mrs. Page. Why, then you are vitterly shamed, Eva. Remember, William ; focative is caret, and he's but a dead man. What a woman are Quick. And that's a good root.

you ?--Away with him, away with him, better Eve. 'Oman, forbear.

shame than murder. Mrs. Page. Peace.

Mrs. Ford. Which way should he go? how Era. What is your genitive case plural, Wil- shonld I bestow him ? Shall I put him into the liam ?

basket again ? Will. Genitive case ?

Re-enter Falstaff. Era. Ay.

Fal No, I'll come no more i' the basket : May Will. Genitivo,-horum, harum, horum. 1 not go out, ere he cone ? Quick. 'Vengeance of Jenny's case! fie on her! Mrs. Page. Alas, three of master Ford's bro-never name her! child ! if she be a whore. thers watch the door with pistols, that none shall Eva. For shiune, 'oinan.

issue out; otherwise you might slip away ere he Quick. You do ill to teach the child such words; came. But what inake you here? he teaches him to hick and to hack, which they'll Fal. What shall I do?- I'll creep up into the do fast enough of themselves, and to call horum: chinney. - fie pon you!

Mrs. Ford. There they always used to discharge Eva''Oinan, art thon lunatics? hast thou no their birding-pieces: Creep into the kiln-hole. understandings for thy cases, and the numbers Fal. Where is it? of the genders ? Thou art as foolish christian Mrs. Ford. He will seck there on my word. creatures as I would desires.

Neither press, coffer, chest, trunk, well, vault, Mrs. Page. Prythee hold thy peace.

but he hath an abstract for the remembrance of Era. Slew me now, Williain, some declen- such places, and goes to them by his note : There sions of your pronouns.

is no hiding you in the house. Will. Forsooth, I have forgot.

Fal. I'll go out then. Eca. It is ki, , cod; if you forget your kies, Mrs. Page. if you go out in your own semyour kæs, and your cods, you must be preeches. blance, you die, Sir Johu. Unless you go out Go your ways, and play, go.

disguised, Mrs.Page. He is a better scholar than I thought Mrs. Ford. How might we disguise him ? he was.

Mrs. Page. Alas the day, I know not. There Eva. He is a good sprag memory. Farewell, is no woman's gown big enough for him ; other mistress Page.

wise, he might put on a hat, a muffler, and a Mrs. Page. Adieu, good Sir Hngh, (Exit Sir kerchief, and so escape. Hugh.] Get you home, boy.--Come, we stay Fal. Good hearts, devise something: any extoo long

[Exeunt tremity, rather than a mischief.

Mrs. Ford. My maid's aunt, the fat woman of SCENE II. A Room in Ford's House.

Brentford, has a gown above.
Enter Falstaff and Mrs. Ford.

Mrs. Page. On my word, it will serve him ; Fal Mistress Ford, your sorrow hath eaten she's as big as he is: and there's her thrum'd hat, up my sufferance: I see, you are obsequious in and her muffler too : run up, Sir John. your love, and I profess your requital to a hair's Mrs. Ford. Go, go, sweet Sir John : mistress breadth : not only, mistress Ford, in the simple Page and I will look some linen for your head. office of love, but in all the accoutrement, com- Mrs. Page. Quick, quick; we'll come dress plement, and ceremony of it. But are you sure you straight : put on the gown the while. of your husband now 1

(Exit Falstaff. Mrs. Ford. He's a birding, sweet Sir John. Mrs. Ford. I would my husband would meet Mrs. Page. [within.) What hoa, gossip Ford ! him in this shape; he cannot abide the old wo what hoa

man of Brentford; he swears, she's a witch; Mrs. Ford. Step into the chamber, Sir John. forbade her my house, and hath threatened to (Erit Falstaff. beat her.

Mrs. Page. Heaven guide him to thy hus- follow the imaginations of your own beart: this band's cudge: ; and the devil guide his cudgel is jealousies. afterwards T

Ford. Well, he's not here I seek for. Mrs. Ford. But is my husband coming ? Page. No, nor no where else, but in your brain. Mrs. Page. Ay, in good sadness, is he; and Ford. Help to search my house this one time; talks of the basket too, howsoever he hath had if I find not what I seek, show no colour for my intelligence.

extremity, let me for ever be your table-sport; Mrs. Ford. We'll try that; for I'll appoint my let them say of me, As jealous as Ford, that men to carry the basket again, to meet him at searched a hollow walnut for his wife's leman. the door with it, as they did last time.

Satisfy me once more; once more search with Mrs. Page. Nay, but he'll be here presently : me. let's go dress him like the witch of Brentford. Mrs. Ford. What hoa, mistress Page! come Mrs. Ford. I'll first direct my mer, what they you, and the old woman down; my husband shall do with

the basket. Go up, I'll bring line will come into the chamber. for him straight

(Erit. Ford. Old woman; what old woman's that ? Mrs. Page. Hang him dishonest varlei ! we Mrs. Furd. Why, it is my maid's aunt of Brentcannot misuse him enougn.

ford. We'll leave a proof by that which we will do, Ford. A witch, a quean, an old cozening quean Wives may be merry, and yet honest too : Have I not forbid her my house? She comes of We do not act that often jest and laugh ; errands, does she? We are simple men; we do "Tis old but true, Still swine eat all the draff. not know

what's brought to pass under the pro

(Ezit. session of fortune telling. She works by charms, Re-enter Mrs. Ford, with two Servants.

by spells, by the figure, and such daubery as

this is; beyond our element; we know nothing. Mrs. Ford. Go, sirs, take the basket again on -Come down, you witch, you hag you; come your shoulders; your master is hard at door; if down, I say. he bid you set it down, obey him ; quickly, des. Mrs. Ford. Nay, good, sweet husband ;-good patch.

(Exit. gentlemen, let him not strike the old woman. 1 Serv. Come, come, take it np. 2 Serv. Pray heaven, it be not full of the Enter Falstaff in woman's clothes, led by knight again.

Mrs. Page. 1 Serv. I hope not; I had as lief bear so much

Mrs. Page. Come, mother Pratt, come, give lead.

me your hand. Enter Ford, Page, Shallow, Caius, and Sir Ford. I'll prat her :

-Out of my door, you Hugh Evans.

witch ! (beats him) you rag, you baggage, you Ford. Ay, but if it prove true, master Page, polecat, you ronyoni out! out! I'll conjure you, Set down the basket, villain Somebody call Mrs. Page. Are you not ashamed ? I think you my wife you, youth in a basket, come out have killed the poor woman. here !-0, you panderly rascals! there's a knot,

Mrs. Ford. Nay, he will do it;—'Tis a goodly a ging, a pack, a conspiracy against me: Now, credit for you. shall the devil be shamed. What! wife, I say! Ford. Hang her, witch! come, come forth; behold what honest clothes Eva. By yea and no, I think, the 'oman is a you send forth to bleaching.

witch indeed: I like not when a 'oman has a Page. Why, this passes ! master Ford, you are great peard : I spy a great peard under her not to go loose any looger; you must be pinioned. muffler.

Eva. Why, this is lunatics ! this is mad as a Ford. Will you follow, gentlemen ? I beseech mad dog!

you, follow ; see but the issue of my jealousy ; Shal. Indeed, master Ford, this is not well; if I cry out thus upon no trail, never trust me indeed.

when I open again.

Page. Let's obey his humour a little further : Enter Mrs. Ford.

Come, gentlemen. Ford. So say I too, sir.-Come hither, mistress (Exeunt Page, Ford, Shallow, and Evans. Ford ; mistress Ford, the honest woman, the Mrs. Page. Trust me, he beat hím most pitimodest wife, the virtuous creature, that hath the fully. jealous fool to her husband !-I suspect without Mrs. Ford. Nay, by the mass that he did not ; cause, mistress, do I?

he beat him most ninpitifully, méthought. Mrs. Ford. Heaven be my witness, you do, if Mrs. Page. I'll have the cudgel hallowed, and you suspect me in any dishonesty.

hung o'er the altar ; it hath done meritorious Ford. Well said, brazen-face; hold it out- service. Come forth, sirrah.

Mrs. Ford. What think you? May we, with the (Pulls the clothes out of the basket. warrant of woman-hood, and the wi ess of a Page. This passes !

good conscience, pursue him with any further Mrs. Ford. Are you not ashamed ? let the revenge ? clothes alone.

Mrs. Page. The spirit of wantonness is, sure, Ford. I shall find you anon.

scared out of him ; 'if the devil have him not in Eva. "Tis unreasonablel will you take up your fee-simple, with fine and recovery, he will never, wife's clothes ? Coine away.

I think, in the way of waste, attempt us again. Ford. Empty the basket, 1 say.

Mrs. Ford. Shall we tell our husbands how Mrs. Ford. Why, man, why?

we have served him ? Ford. Master Page, as I am a man, there was Mrs. Page. Yes, by all means ; if it be but to one conveyed out of my house yesterday in this scrape the figures out of your husband's brains. basket : Why may he not be there again? In my If they can find in their hearts, the poor unvirtuhouse I am sure he is : my intelligence is true ; ous fat knight shall be any further afflicted, we my jealousy is reasonable : Pluck me out all two will still be the ministers. the linen.

Mrs. Ford. I'll warrant they'll have him pubMrs. Ford. If you find a man there, he shall lickly shamed : and, mcthinks, there would be die a flea's death.

no period to the jest, should he not be publickly Page. Here's no man.

shamed. Shal. By my fidelity, this is not well, master Mrs. Page. Come to the forge with it, then Ford; this wrongs you.

shape it: I would not have things cool. Eva. Master Ford, you must pray, and not


SCENE III. A room in the Garter Inn. Nan Page my daughter, and my little son,
Enter Host and Bardolph.

And three or four inore of their growth, we'll

dress Bard. Sir, the Germans desire to have three Like urchins, ouphes, and fairies, green and of your horses : the duke himself will be to-mor- white, row at court, and they are going to meet him. With rounds of waxen tapers on their heada,

Host. Whai duke should that be comes so se And rattles in their hands; upon a sudden, cretly? I hear not of him in the court : Let me As Falstaff, she, and I, are newly mel, speak with the gentlemen ; they speak English ? Let them from forth a saw-pit rush at once Bard. Ay, sir, I'll call then to you.

With some diffused song; upon their sight, Host. They shall have my horses : but I'll make We two in great amazedness will fly : them pay, I'll sauce them : they have had my Then let them all encircle him about, house a week at command : I have turned away And, fairy-like, to pinch the unclean knight; my other guests: they must come off: I'll sauce And ask him, why, that hour of fairy revel, them; Come.

(Exount. In their so sacred paths he dares to tread,

In shape profane.
SCENE IV. A Room in Ford's House. Mrs. Ford. And till he tell the truth,
Enter Page,
Mrs. Page, Mrs. Ford, and And burn him with their tapers.

Let the supposed fairies pinch him sound,
Sir Hugh Evans.

Mrs. Page.

The truth being known, Eva. 'Tis one of the pest discretions of a We'll all present ourselves : dishorn the spirit, 'oman as ever I did look upon.

And mock him home to Windsor. Page. And did he send you both these letters Ford.

The children muist at an instant ?

Be practised well to this, or they'll ne'er do'l. Mrs. Page. Within a quarter of an hour. Eva. I will teach the children their behaviours; Ford. Pardon me, wife : Henceforth do what and I will be like a Jack-an-apes also, to burn thou wilt;

the knight with my taber. I rather will suspect the sun with cold, Ford. That will be excellent. I'll go buy them Than thee with wantonness : now doth thy ho-vizards. nour stand,

Mrs. Page. My Nan shall be the queen of all In him that was of late an heretic,

the fairies, As firm as faith.

Finely attired in a robe of white. Page.

'Tis well, 'tis well; no more. Page That silk will I go buy ;-and in that Be not as extreme in submission,

time As in offence;

Shall master Slender steal my Nan away, But let our plot go forward : let our wives And marry her at Eton. (Aside.) Go send to Yet once again, to make us public sport, Falstaff straight Appoint a meeting with this old fat fellow, Ford. Nay, i'll to him again in name of Brook ; Where we may take him, and disgrace him for it. He'll tell me all his purpose : Sure, he'll come. Ford. There is no better way than that they Mrs. Page. Fear not you that : Go get us prospoke of.

perties, Page. How! to send him word they'll meet him and tricking for our fairies. in the park at midnight! fie, fie; he'll never Eva. Let us about it: It is admirable pleasures, come.

and fery honest knaveries. Era. You say, he has been thrown into the

(Exeunt Page, Ford, and Evans. rivers; and has been grievonsly, peaten, as an Mrs. Page. Go, mistress Ford, old 'oman ; methinks there should be terrors in Send quickly to Sir John, to know his mind. him, that he should not come ; methinks his

[Erit Mrs. Ford. fesh is punished, he shall have no desires. I'll to the doctor; he hath my good will, Page. So think'I too.

And none but he, to marry with Nan Page. Mrs. Ford. Devise but how you'll use him That Slender, though well landed, is an idiot ; when he comes

And he my husband best of all affects : And let us two devise to bring him thither. The doctor is well money'd, and his friends Mrs. Page. There is an old tale goes, that Herne Potent at court; he, none but he, shall have her, the hunter,

Though twenty thousand worthier come to crave Sometime a keeper here in Windsor forest,


(Erit. Doth all the winter time, at still midnight, Walk round about an oak, with great ragga SCENE V. A Room in the Garter Inn. ;

Enter Host and simple. And there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle; Host. What would'st thou have, boor? what, And makes milch-kine yield blood, and shakes thick-skin ? speak, breathe, discuss; brief, short, a chain

quick, snap. In a most hideous and dreadful manner:

Sim. Marry, sir, I come to speak with Sir You have heard of such a spirit ; and well you John Falstaff from master Slender. know,

Host. There's his chamber, his house, his castle, The superstitious idle-headed eld

his standing-bed, and truckle-bed; 'uis painted Received, and did deliver to our age,

about with the story of the prodigal, fresh and This tale of Herne the hunter for a truth. new : Go, knock and call; he'll speak like an Page. Why, yet there want not many, that do anthropophaginian unto thee : knock, I say. fear

Sim. There's an old woman, a fat woman, In deep of night to walk by this Herne's oak; gone up into his chamber; I'll be so bold as But what of this!

slay, sír, till she come down :I come to speak Mrs. Ford. Marry, this is our device;

with her, indeed. That Falstaff at that oak shall meet with us, Host. Ha! a fat woman ! the knight may be Disguised like Herne, with huge horns on his robbed: I'll call.-Bully knight! Bully Sir John ? head.

speak from thy lungs military : Art thou there? Page. Well, let it not be doubted but he'll come, it is thine host, thine Ephesian, calls. And in this shape; When you have brought him Fal. (above. How now, mire host ? thither,

Host.' Here's a Bohemian-Tartar tarries the What shall be done with him? what is your plot? coming down of thy fat woman: Let her deMrs lage. That likewise have we thought scend, bully, let her descend ; my chambers are upon and thus ;

bonourable : Fie! privacy ? fie!

Enler Falstaff.

shoald come to the ear of the court, how I have Fal. There was, mine host, an old fat woman been transformed, and how my transformatiou even now with me; but she's gone.

hath been washed and cudgelled, they would Sim. Pray you, sir, was't nut the wise woman inelt me out of my fat, drop by drop, and liquor of Brentford ?

fishermen's boots with me; I warrant they Fal. Ay, marry, was it, muscle-shell; what would whip me with their fine wits till I were would you with her ?

as crestfallen as a dried pear. I never prospered Sim. My master, sir, my master Slender, sent since I forswore myself at Primero. "Well, if to her, seeing her go through the streets, to know, my wind were but long enough to say my praysir, whether one Nym, sir, that beguiled him ofers, I would repent.a chain, had the chain, or no.

Enter Mrs. Quickly.
Fal. I spake with the old woman about it.
Sim. And what says she, I pray, sir?

Now ! whence come you?

Quick. From the two parties forsooth. Fal. Marry, she says, that very same man that cguiled master Slender of his chain, cozened the other, and so they shall be both bestowed i

Fal. The devil take one party, and his dam im of it. Sin. I would I could have spoken with the the villanous inconstancy of man's disposition

I have suffered more for their sakes, more than oman herself: I had other things to have spoken is able to bear." ith her too, from him. Fal. What are they? let us know.

Quick. And have not they suffered ? Yes, 1 Host. Ay, come ; quick.

warrant, speciously one of them; mistress Ford, Sim. I may not conceal them, sir.

good heart, is beaten black and blue, that you Fal. Conceal them, or thou diest.

cannot see a white spot about her.

Fal. What tell'st thou me of black and blue ! Sim. Why, sir, they were nothing but about I was beaten myself into all the colours of the mistress Anne Page ; to know if it were my rainbow, and I was like to be apprehended for master's fortune to have her, or no.

the witch of Brentford; but that my admirable Fal. "Tis, 'tis his fortune. Sim. What, sir ?

dexterity of wit, my counterfeiting the action Fal. To have her,-or no: Go; say the wo- stable had set me i' the stocks, i' the common

of an old woman, deliver'd me, the knave con. man told me so.

stocks, for a witch. Sim. May I be so bold to say so, sir ?

Quick. Sir, let me speak with you in your Fal. Ay, sir Tyke; who more bold? Sim. I thank your worship

: I shall make my warrant, to your content. Here is a letter will

chamber; you shall hear how things go ; and 1 master glad with these tidings. Host. I'hou art clerkly, thou art clerkly, Sir say somewhat. Good hearts, what ado here is John: was there a wise woman with thee

to bring you together! Sure, one of you does Fal. Ay, that there was, mine host; one that not serve heaven well, that you are so crossed.

Fal. Come up into my chamber. [Ereunt. hath taught me more wit than ever I learned before in my life: and I paid nothing for it nei. SCENE VI. Another Room in the Garter Inn. ther, but was paid for my learning.

En'er Fenton and Host.
Enter Bardolph.

Host. Master Fenton, talk not to me: my Bard. Out , alas, sir! cozenage ! mere cozen-mind is heavy, I will give over all. age!

Fent. Yet hear me speak : Assist me in my Host. Where be mine horses ? speak well of

• purpose, them, varletto.

And, as I am a gentleman, I'll give thee Bard. Run away with the cozeners: for so A hundred pound in gold, more than your loss. soon as I came beyond Eton, they threw me

Host. I will hear you, master Fenton; and I off, from behind one of them,' in a slough of will, at the least, keep your counsel. mire; and set spurs, and away, like three Ger

Fent. From time to time I have acquainted you man devils, three Dr. Faustuses.

With the dear love I bear to fair Anne Page ; Host. Thy are gone but to meet the duke, Who mutually hath answer'd my affection villain : do not say they be filed ; Germans are (So far forth as herself might be her chooser,) honest men.

Even to my wish : I have a letter trom her

Of such contents as you will wonder at;
Enter Sir Hugh Evans.

The mirth whereof so larded with my matter, Era. Where is mine host ?

That neither, singly, can be manifested, Host. What is the matter, sir?

Without the show of both ;-wherein Cat Falstaff Eva. Have a care of your entertainments : Hath a great scene : the image of the jest there is a friend of mine come to town, tells me,

(Showing the letter. there is three cousin germans that has cozened I'll show you here at large. Hark, good mine all the hosts of Readings, of Maidenhead, of Colebrook, of horses and money. I tell you for good-To-night at Herne's oak, just 'twixt twelve and will, look you: you are wise and full of gibes and vlouting-stogs; and it is not convenient you Must my sweet Nan present the fairy queen; should be cozened : Fare you well. [Exit. The pur ose why is here : in which disguise,'

While other jests are something rank on foot, Enter Doctor Caius.

Her father hath commanded her to slip. Caius. Vere is mine Host de Jarterre? Anvay with Slender, and with him at Eton Host. Here, master doctor, in perplexity, and Immediately to marry : she hath consented : doubtful dilemma.

Now, sir, Caius. I cannot tell vat is dat: but it is tell-a Her mother, even strong against that match, me, dat you make grand preparations for a duke And firm for doctor Caius, hath appointed de Jarmany: by my trot, dere is no duke, dat That he shall likewise shuffle her away, the court is know to come; I tell you for good while other sports are tasking of their minds, vill : adieu.

[ Éxit. And at the deanery, where a priest attends, Host. Hue and cry, villain, go :-assist me, Straight marry her : to this her another's plot knight I am undone :-fly, run, hue and cry, She, seemingly obedient, likewise hath villain ! I am undone !

Made promise to the doctor -Now thus it reste (Ereunt Host and Bordolph. Her father means she shall be all in white; Fal. I would all the world might be cozened ; And in that habit, when Slender sees his time or I have been cozen'd and beaten too. If it.To take her by the hand, and bid her go,

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