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Enter SILVIA, attended. my leave of madam Silvia; did not I bid thee still Gentlewoman, good day! I pray you, be my mean mark me, and do as I do? When did'st thou see To bring me where to speak with inadam Silvia. me heave up my leg, and make water against a Sil. What would you with ber, if that I be she? gentlewoman's farthingale ? didst thou ever see Jul. If you be she, I do entreat your patience me do such a trick?

To hear me speak the message I am sent on.

Sil. From whom ?
Enter PROTEUS and Julia.

Jul. From my master, sir Proteus, madam.
Pro. Sebastian is thy name? I like thee well, Sil. O!-he sends you for a picture?
And will employ thee in some service presently. Jul. Ay, madam.

Jul. In what you please ;-I will do what I can. Sil. Ursula, bring my picture there.
Pro. I hope thou wilt.-How now, you whoreson

(Picture brought.) peasant?

(To Launce.) Go, give your master this : tell him from me, Where have you been these two days loitering ? One Julia, that his changing thoughts forget,

Laun. Marry, sir, I carried mistress Silvia the Would better fit his chamber than this shadow. dog you bade me.

Jul. Madam, please you peruse this letter. Pro. And what says she to my little jewel ? Pardon me, madam; I have unadvis'd

Laun. Marry, she says, your dog was a cur; and Delivered you a paper that I should not ; tells you, currish thanks is good enough for such a This is the letter to your ladyship.

Pro. But she received my dog? (present. Sil. I pray thee, let me look on that again.

Laun. No, indeed, she did not: here have I Jul. It may not be; good madam, pardon me. brought him back again.

Sil. There, hold.
Pro. What, didst thou offer her this from me ? I will not look upon your master's lines :

Laun. Ay, sir; the other squirrel was stolen from I know they are stuff'd with protestations, me by the hangman's boys in the market-place: and And full of new-found oaths ; which he will break, then I offered her mine own; who is a dog as big As easily as I do tear his paper. as ten of yours, and therefore the gift the greater. Jul. Madam, he sends your ladyship this ring.

Pro. Go, get thee hence, and find my dog again, Si. The more shame for him that he sends it me;
Or ne'er return again into my sight.

Por, I have heard him say a thousand times,
Away, I say : Stay'st thou to vex me bere? His Julia gave it him at his departure :
A slave, that, still an end, turns me to shame. Though his false finger hath profan'd the ring,

[Exit Launce. Mine shall not do his Julia so much wrong. Sebastian, I have entertained thee,

Jul. She thanks you.
Partly, that I have need of such a youth,

Sil. What say'st thou?
That can with some discretion do my business, Jul. I thank you, madam, that you tender her:
For 'tis no trusting to yon foolish lowt;

Poor gentlewoman: my master wrongs her much. But, chiefly, for thy face, and thy behaviour;

Sil. Dost thou know her? Which (if my augury deceive me not)

Jul. Almost as well as I do know myself : Witness good bringing up, fortune, and truth : To think upon her woes, I do protest, Therefore know thou, for this I entertain thee. That I have wept an hundred several times. [her, Go presently, and take this ring with thee,

Sil. Belike, she thinks that Proteas hath forsook Deliver it to madam Silvia:

Jul. I think she doth, and that's ber cause of She loved me well, deliver'd it to me. [token; Sil. Is she not passing fair ?

(sorrow. Jul. It seems you loved her not, to leave her Jul. She hath been faicer, madam, than she is : She's dead, belike.

When she did think my master lov'd her well, Pro.

Not so; I think, she lives. She, in my judgment, was as fair as you; Jul. Alas!

But since she did neglect her looking-glass, Pro. Why dost thou cry, alas?

And threw her snn-expelling mask away, Jul. I cannot choose but pity her.

The air hath starv'd the roses in her cheeks, Pro. Wherefore should'si thou pity her ? And pinch'd the lily-tincture of her face,

Jul. Because, methinks that she loved you as well That now she is become as black as I.
As you do love your lady Silvia :

Sil. How tall was she?
She dreams on him, that has forgot her love; Jul. About my stature: for, at Pentecost,
You dote on her, that cares not for your love. When all our pageants of delight were play'd,
'Tis pity, love shonld be so contrary;

Qar youth got me to play the woman's part,
And thinking on it makes me cry, alas!

And I was trimm'd in madam Julia's gown;
Pro. Well, give her that ring, and therewithal Which served me as fit, by all men's judgment,
This letter ;-that's her chamber. Tell my lady, As if the garment had been made for me:
I claim the promise for her heavenly picture. Therefore, I know she is about my height.
Your message done, hie home unto my chamber, And, at that time, I made her weep a-good,
Where thou shalt find me sad and solitary.[Ex. Pro. For I did play a lamentable part;

Jul. How many women would do such a message? | Madam, 'twas Ariadne, passioning
Alas, poor Proteus ! thou hast entertained

For Theseus' perjury, and unjust flight; A fox, to be the shepherd of thy lambs :

Which I so lively acted with my tears, Alas, poor fool! why do I pity him

That my poor mistress, moved therewithal, That with his very heart despiseth me?

Wept bitterly'; and, wonld I might be dead, Because he loves her, he despiseth me;

If I in thought selt not her very sorrow.
Because I love him, I must pity him.

Sil. She is beholden to thee, gentle youth !
This ring I gave him, when he parted from me, Alas, poor lady! desolate and left!--
To bind him to remember my good will :

I weep myself, to think upon thy words.
And now am I (unhappy messenger)

Here, youth, there is my purse; I give thee this To plead for that, which I would not obtain ; For thy sweet mistress'sake, because thou lov'sther. To that which I would have refus'd ;

Farewell.

(E.rit Silvia. To praise his faith, which I would have disprais’d. Jul. And she shall thank you for't, if e'er you I am my master's true confirmed love;

know her. But cannot be true servant to my master,

A virtuous gentlewoman, mild, and beautiful. Unless I prove false traitor to myself.

hope my master's suit will be but cold, Yet I will woo for him ; but yet so coldly,

Since she respects my mistress' love so much. As, heaven it knows, I would not have him speed. Alas, how love can trifle with itself!

carry

Here is her picture: Let me see; I think,

Thu. Not I. If I had such a tire, this face of mine

Pro,

Nor I. Were full as lovely as is this of hers :

Duke.

Saw you my daughter ? And yet the painter flatter'd her a little,

Pro.

Neither. l'nless I fatter with myself too much.

Duke. Why, then she's fled unto that peasant Her bair is auburn, mive is perfect yellow :

And Eglamour is in her company. [Valentine ; If that be all the difference in bis love,

'Tis true; for friar Laurence met them both, Ill get me sach a colour'd perriwig.

As he in penance wander'd through the forest : Her eyes are grey as glass; and so are mine: Him he knew well, and guess'd that it was she; Aç, but her forehead's low, and mine's as high. But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it: Wbat should it be, that he respects in her,

Besides, she did intend confession Bat I can make respective in myself,

At Patrick's cell this even; and there she was not : If this fond love were not a blinded god ?

These likelihoods confirm her flight from hence. Come, shadow, come, and take this shadow up, Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse, Por 'tis thy rival. O thou senseless form,

But mount you presently; and meet with me Thou shall be worshipp'd, kiss'd, lov'd, and ador'd; Upon the rising of the mountain-foot And, were there sense in his idolatry,

That leads towards Mantua, whither they are fled. My substance should be statue in thy stead. Despatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me. (Exit. 11 ase thee kindly for thy mistress' sake,

Thu. Why, this it is to be a peevish girl, That usd me so; or else, by Jove, I vow

That flies her fortune when it follows her: I should have scratch'd out your unseeing eyes,

I'll after, more to be reveng'd on Eglamour, To make my master out of love with thee. [Exit. Than for the love of reckless Silvia. (Exit.

Pro. And I will follow more for Silvia's love, ACT V.

Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her. [Exit. SCENE I.-The same. An Abbey.

Jul. And I will follow, more to cross that love, Enter EGLAMOUR.

Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love. [Exit. Egl. The son begins to gild the western sky:

Scene III.-Frontiers of Mantua. The Forest. And now, it is about the very hour That Silvia, at Patrick's cell, should meet me.

Enter Silvia, and Out-laws. Sbe will not fail; for lovers break not hours,

1 Out. Come, come ; Unless it be to come before their time;

Be patient, we must bring you to our captain. So much they spur their expedition.

Sil. A thousand more mischances than this one Enter SILVIA.

Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently.

2 Out. Come, bring her away. See where she comes : Lady, a happy evening! Si. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour !

1 Oul. Where is the gentleman that was with her ? Oat at the postern by the abbey-wall;

3 Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath out-run us, I fear, I am attended by some spies.

But Moyses, and Valerius, follow him.

Go thou with her to the west end of the wood, Egl. Fear not: the forest is not three leagues off : If we recover that, we are sure enough. Exeunt. There is our captain : we'll follow him that's

fled :

The thicket is beset, he cannot ’scape. [cave: SCENE II.-The same. An Apartment in the 1 Out. Come, I must bring you to our captain's Duke's Palace.

Fear not; he bears an honourable mind, Enter THURIO, PROTeus, and JULIA. And will not use a woman lawlessly. Thu. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to my suit? Sil. O Valentine, this I endure for thee. [Ereunt.

Pro. O, sir, I find ber milder than she was; And yet she takes exceptions at your person.

SCENE IV.-Another part of the Forest. Thu, What, that my leg is too long?

Enter VALENTINE. Pro. No; that it is too little. [rounder. Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man! Tku. I'll' wear a boot, to make it somewhat This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, Pro. Bat love will not be spurr'd to wbatit loaths. I better brook than flourishing people towns : Tku. What says she to my face?

Here can I sit alone, unseen of any,
Pro. She says, it is a fair one.

And, to the nightingale's complaining notes,
Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies; my face is black. Tune my distresses, and record my woes.
Pro. But pearls are fair; and the old saying is, O thou that dost inhabit in my breast,
Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes. Leave not the mansion so long tenantless ;

Jul. 'Tis true, such pearls as putout ladies' eyes; Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall,
For I had rather wink than look on them. (A side.) | And leave no memory of what it was!
Tha. How likes she my discourse ?

Repair me with thy presence, Silvia ; Pro. III, when you talk of war. [peace? Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain! Tha. But well, when I discourse of love and What halloing, and what stir, is this to-day? Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your These are my mates, that make their wills their law, peace.

(Aside.) | Have some unhappy passenger in chase : Thu. What says she to my valour?

They love me well; yet I have much to do, Pro, 0, sir, she makes no doubt of that.

To keep them from uncivil outrages. Jul. She Deeds not, when she knows it cowardice. Withdraw thee, Valentine; who's this comes here? (Aside.)

[Steps aside. Thz. What says she to my birth? Pro. That you are well deriy'd,

Enter PROTEUS, Silvia, and JULIA. Jul. True ; from a gentleman to a fool. (A side.)

Pro. Madam, this service I have done for you, Thu. Considers she my possessions?

(Though you respect not aught your servant doth,) Pro. O, ay; and pities them.

To hazard life, and rescue you from him Ths. Wherefore?

That would have forc'd your honour and your love. Jul. That such an ass should owe them. (Aside.) Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look; Pro. That they are out by lease.

A smaller boon than this I cannot beg, Jul. Here comes the duke.

And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. Enter DUKE.

Val. How like a dream is this I see and hear ! Duke. How now, sir Proteus? bow now, Thurio? Love, lend me patience to forbear a while. (Aside.) Which of you saw sir Eglamour of late ?

Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I am!

sence.

Sil.

Pro. Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came; Pro. How! Julia!
But, by my coming, I have made you happy. (py. Jul. Behold her that gave aim to all thy oaths,

Su.By thy approach thou mak'st me most unbap- And entertain'd them deeply in her heart:
Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your pre- How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root ?

(Aside.) O Proteus, let this habít make thee blush!
Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion, Be thou asham’d, that I have took apon me
I would have been a breakfast to the beast, Such an immodest raiment; if shame live
Rather than have false Proteas rescue me. In a disguise of love :
O, heaven be judge, how I love Valentine, It is the lesser blot, modesty finds, [minds.
Whose life's as tender to me as my soul;

Women to change their shapes, than men their And full as much, (for more there cannot be,) Pro. Than men their minds! 'tis true; O beaI do detest false perjur'd Proteus :

ven! were man Therefore be gone, solicit me no more. [death, Bat constant, he were perfect: That one error (sins;

Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next to Fills him with faults; makes him run through all Would I not undergo for one calm look ?

Inconstancy falls off, ere it begins : 0, 'tis the curse in love, and still approv'd, What is in "Silvia's face, but I may spy When women cannot love where they're belor'd. More fresh in Julia's with a constant eye?

Sil. When Proteus cannot love where he's be Val. Come, come, a hand from either : Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love, slov'd. Let me be blest to make this happy close; For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy faiib 'Twere pity two sach friends should be long foes. Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths

Pro. Bear witness, heaven, I have my wish for Descended into perjury, to love me.

Jul. And I have mine.

(ever. Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou bad'st two, And that's far worse than none; better have none

Enter Out-laws, with DUKE and TAURIO. Than plural faith, which is too much by one :

Out.

A prize, a prize, a prize! Thou counterfeit to thy true friend !

Val. Forbear, I say; it is my lord the duke. Pro.

In love, Your grace is welcome to a man disgrac'd,
Who respects friends?

Banished Valentine.
All men but Proteus.

Duke.

Sir Valentine !
Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words Thu. Yonder is Silvia ; and Silvia's mine.
Can no way change you to a milder form,

Val. Thurio, give back, or else embrace thy death; I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end;

Come not within the measure of my wrath : And love you 'gainst the nature of love, force you. Do not name Silvia thine ; if once again, Sil. O heaven!

Milan shall not behold thee. Here she stands, Pro. I'll force thee yield to my desire. Take but possession of her with a touch ;Val. Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch ; I dare thee but to breathe upon my love.Thou friend of an ill fashion!

Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I ; Pro.

Valentine ! [love; I hold him but a fool, that will endanger Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith or His body for a girl, that loves him not : (For such is a friend now,) treacherous man! I claim her not, and therefore she is thine. Thou hast beguild my hopes; nought but mine eye Duke. The more degenerate and base art thou, Could have persuaded me: Now I dare not say, To make such means for her as thou hast done, I have one friend alive ; thou would'st disprove me. And leave her on such slight conditions.Who should be trusted now, when one's right hand Now, by the honour of my ancestry, Is perjur'd to the bosom? Proteus,

I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine, I am sorry I must never trust thee more,

And think thee worthy of an empress' love. Bat count the world a stranger for thy sake. Know, then, I here forget all former griefs, The private wound is deepest : 0 time, most carst! Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again.'Mongst all foes, that a friend should be the worst! Plead a new state in thy unrivall'd merit,

Pro. My shame and guilt confound me. To which I thus subs ribe,-sir Valentine, Forgive me, Valentine : if hearty sorrow

Thou art a gentleman, and well deriv'd; Be a safficient ransom for offence,

Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv'd her. I tender it here; I do as truly suffer,

Val. I thank your grace; the gift hath made ine As e'er I did commit.

happy. Val. Then I am paid ;

I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake, And once again I do receive thee honest:

To grant one boon that I shall ask of you. Who by repentance is not satisfied,

Duke. I grant it, for thine own, whate'er it be. Is nor of heaven, nor earth ; for these are pleas’d; Val. These banish'd men, that I have kept withal, Ry penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeas'd : Are men endued with worthy qualities; And, that my love may appear plain and free, Forgive them what they have committed here, All that was mine in Silvia I give thee.

And let them be recall'd from their exile : Jul. O me, unhappy!

(Faints.) They are reformed, civil, full of good, Pro. Look to the boy.

[the matter? And fit for great employment, worthy lord. [thee ; Val. Why, boy! why, wag! how now? what is Duke. Thou hast prevail’d: I pardon them, and Look up; speak.

Dispose of them, as thou know'st their deserts. Jul.

O good sir, my master charg'd me Come, let us go ; we will include all jars To deliver a ring to madam Silvia;

With triumphs, mirth, and rare solemnity; Which out of my neglect, was never done.

Val. And, as we walk along, I dare be bold Pro. Where is that ring, boy?

With our discourse to make your grace to smile : Jul. Here 'tis; this is it. (Gives a ring.) | What think you of this page, my lord ?. [blushes. Pro. How ! let me see :

Duke. I think the boy bath grace in him; he Why this is the ring I gave to Julia.

Val. I warrant you, my lord, more grace than Jul. O, cry you mercy, sir, I have mistook. Duke. What mean you by that saying? [boy. This is the ring you sent to Silvia.

Val. Please you, l'll tell you as we pass along, (Shews another ring.) That you will wonder what hath fortuned.Pro. But how cam'st thou by this ring? at my Come, Proteus; 'tis your penance, but to hear I gave it unto Julia.

(depart, The story of your loves discovered : Tul. And Julia herself did give it me;

That done, our day of marriage shall be yours ; And Julia herself hath brought it hither.

One feast, one house, one mutual happiness. [Exeunt.

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PERSONS REPRESENTED. Sir Jorx FALSTAFF.

BARDOLPH,-Pistol,-Nym, Followers of Falstaf. FEXTON.

ROBIN, Page to FALSTAFF. SHALLOW, a country Justice.

SIMPLE, Servant to Slender. SLENDER, Cousin to Shallow.

RUGBY, Servant to Dr. Caius. ME. FORD

MRS. FORD. ME. PAGES } two Gentlemen dwelling at Windsor.

MRS. PAGE. WILLIAM PAGE, a Boy, Son to Mr. Page.

MRS. ANNE Page, her Daughter, in love with Sie Hugu Evans, a Welch Parson.

Fenton. DR. Caits, a French Physician.

MRS. QUICKLY, Servant to Dr. Caius.
Hest of the Garter Inn.

Servants to Page, Ford, ge.
SCENE,-Windsor, and the Parts adjacent.

ACT I.

nevolence, to make atonements and compromises SCENE I.-Windsor. Before Page's House.

between you.

Shal. The Council shall hear it; it is a riot. Enter Justice SHALLOW, SLENDER, and Sir Hugh

Eva. It is not meet the Council hear a riot; EVANS.

there is no fear of Got in a riot: the Council, look Shal. Sir Hugh, persuade me not; I will make you, shall desire to hear the fear of Got, and not a Star-chamber matter of it: if he were twenty sir to hear a riot; take your vizaments in that, John Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, Shal. Ha! o' my life, if I were young again, the esquire.

sword should end it. Slen. In the county of Gloster, justice of peace, Eva. It is petter that friends is the sword, and and coram.

end it: and there is another device in my prain, Skel. Ay, cousin Slender, and Cust-alorum. which, peradventure, prings goot discretions with

Slen. Ay, and ratolorum too; and a gentleman it: There is Anne Page, which is daughter to born, master parson; who writes himself armigero; master George Page, which is pretty virginity. in any bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, Slen. Mistress Anne Page? She has brown hair, armigero.

and speaks small like a woman. Shel. Ay, that we do; and have done any time Eva. It is that fery verson for all the 'orld, as these three hundred years.

just as you will desire; and seven hundred pounds Slen. All his successors, gone before him, have of monies, and gold, and silver, is her grandsire, done’t; and all his ancestors, that come after him, upon his death's-bed, (Got deliver to a joyful ray: they may give the dozen white luces in their resurrections !) give, when she is able to overtake Shal. It is an old coat.

[coat. seventeen years old: it were a goot motion, if we Era. The dozen white louses do become an old leave our pribbles and prabbles, and desire a coat well; it agrees well, passant: it is a familiar marriage between master Abraham, and mistress beast to man, and signifies-love.

Anne Page.

[pound ? Shol. The lace is the fresh fish; the salt fish is Shal. Did her grandsiro leave her seven hundred an old coat.

Eva. Ay, and her fatheris make her a petter penny. Slen. I may quarter, coz?

Shal. I know the young gentlewoman; she has Shal. You may, by marrying:

good gifts. Bea. It is marring, indeed, if he quarter it. Eva. Seven hundred pounds, and possibilities, Shal, Not a wbit.

is good gifts. Eva. Yes, py'r-lady; if he has a quarter of your Shal. Well, let us see honest master Page : Is coat, there is bat three skirts for yourself, in my Falstaff there? simple conjectures: but this is all one: If sir John Eva. Shall I tell you a lie? I do despise a liar, Falstaff have committed disparagements unto you, as I do despise one that is false ; or, as I despise I am of the church, and will be glad to do my be one that is not true. The knight, sir John, is

there ; and I beseech you, be ruled by your well Eva. The tevil and his tam! what phrase is this, willers. I will peat the door (knocks) for master He hears with ears? Why, it is affectations. Page. What, hoa! Got pless your house here! Fal. Pistol, did you pick master Slender's purse? Enter PAGE.

Slen. Ay, by these gloves, did he, (or I would I Page. Who's there?

might never come in mine own great chamber again Eva. Here is Got's plessing, and your friend, and else,) of seven groats in mill-sixpences, and iwo justice Shallow: and here young master Slender; Edward shovel-boards, that cost me two shilling and that, peradventures, shall tell you another tale, if

two pence a-piece of Yead Miller, by these gloves.

Fal. Is this true, Pistol ? matters grow to your likings.

Eva. No; it is false, if it is a pick-purse. Page. I am glad to see your worships well: I thank you for my venison, master Shallow.

Pist. Ha, thou mountain-foreigner!-Sir John Shal. Master Page, I am glad to see you; much

and master mine,

I combat challenge of this latten bilbo: good do it your good heart! I wished your venison

Word of denial in thy labras here; better; it was ill killed :-How doth good mistress

Word of denial : froth and scum, thoa liest.
Page?-and I love you always with my heart, la ;
Page. Sir, I thank you. (with my heart.

Slen. By these gloves, then 'twas he.
Shal. Sir, I thank you; by yea and no, I do.

Nym. Be advis'd, sir, and pass good hamours; Page. I am glad to see you, good master Slender. I will say, marry trap, with you, if you run the nutSlen. How does your fallow greyhound, sir? i hook's humour on me; that is the very note of it. heard say, he was out-run on Cotsale.

Slen. By this hat, then he in the red face had it : Page. It could not be judged, sir.

for though I cannot remember what I did when you Slen. You'll not confess, you'll not confess.

made me drunk, yet I am not altogether an ass. Shal. That he will not;-'tis your fault, 'tis your

Fal. What say yon, Scarlet and John ? fault:- 'Tis a good dog.

Bard. Why, sir, for my part, I say, the gentle

man had drunk himself out of his five sentences. Page. A cur, sir. Shal. Sir, he's a good dog, and a fair dog; can

Eva. It is his five senses: fie, what the ignorance is! there be more said?" he is good, and fair.—Is sir shier'd ; and so conclusions pass’d the

careires,

Bard. And being fap, sir, was, as they say, caJohn Falstaff here? Page. Sir, be is within; and I would I could do

Slen. Ay, you spake in Latin then too; but 'tis a good office between you.

no matter: I'll ne'er be drunk whilst I live again, Eva. It is spoke as a Christians ought to speak. if I be drunk, I'll be drunk with those that have

but in honest, civil, godly company, for this trick : Shal. He bath wrong'd me, master Page.

the fear of God, and not with drunken knaves. Page. Sir, he doth in some sort confess it. Shal. If it be confess'd, it is not redress'd ; is

Eva. So God 'udge me, that is a virtuous mind. not that so, master Page ? He hath wrong'd me;

Fal. You hear all these matters denied, gentleindeed, he hath ;-at a word he hath ;--believe me;

men; you hear it. -Robert Shallow, esquire, saith, he is wrong'd. Enter Mistress ANNE Page with wine; Mistress Paye. Here comes sir John.

FORD and Mistress PAGE following. Enter Sir JOHN FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, NYM,

Page. Nay, daughter, carry the wine in; we'll and PISTOL. drink within.

[Exit Anne Page. Fal. Now, master Shallow; you'll complain of

Slen. O heaven! this is mistress Anne Page. me to the king?

Page. How now, mistress Ford ?

Fal. Mistress Ford, by my troth, you are very Shal. Knight, you have beaten my men,

killed my deer, and broke open my lodge.

well met: by your leave, good mistress. (kissing her.) Fal. But not kiss'd your keeper's daughter?

Page. Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome :Shal. Tut, a pin! this shall be answer'd.

Come, we have a hot venison pasty to dinner; come, Fal. I will answer it straight ;-I have done all gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindo this :-That is now answer'd.

[Exeunt all but Shal. Slen, and Evans. Shal. The Council shall know this.

Slen. I had rather than forty shillings, I had my Fal. 'Twere better for you, if it were known in book of Songs and Sonnets here :counsel: you'll be laugh'd at.

Enter SIMPLE. Eva. Pauca verba, sir John, goot worts.

How now, Simple! Where have you been? I must Fal. Good worts ! good cabbage.- Slender, I wait on myself, must I? You have not The Book broke your head ; What matter have you against me? of Riddles about you, have you?

Slen. Marry, sir, I have matter in my head against Sim. Book of Riddles ! why, did you not lend it you ; and against your coney-catching rascals, Bar to Alice Shortcake upon Allhallowmas last, a fortdolph, Nym, and Pistol. They carried me to the night afore Michaelmas? tavern, and made me drunk, and afterwards picked Shal. Come, coz; come, coz; we stay for you. my pocket.

A word with you, coz: marry, this, coz: There is Bard. You Banhury cheese!

as 'twere, a tender, a kind of tender, made afar off Slen. Ay, it is no matter.

by sir Hugh here ;-Do you understand me? Pist. How now, Mephostophilus ?

Slen. Ay, sir, you shall find me reasonable ; if it Slen. Ay, it is no matter.

be so, I shall do that that is reason. Nym. Slice, I say! pauca, pauca; slice! that's Shal. Nay, but understand me. my humour.

[cousin ? Slen. So I do, sir. Slen. Where's Simple, my man?-can you tell, Eva. Give ear to his motions, master Slender:

Eva. Peace: I pray you! Now let us under- I will description the matter to you, if you be stand : There is three umpires in this matter, as I capacity of it. understand : that is-master Page, fidelicet, master Slen. Nay, I will do as my cousin Shallow says: Page; and there is myself, fidelicet, myself; and pray you, pardon me; he's a justice of peace in the three party is, lastly and finally, mine host of his country, simple though I stand here. the Garter.

[them. Eva. But this is not the question ; the question Page. We three, to hear it, and end it between is concerning your marriage.

Eva. Ferry goot: I will make a prief of it in my Shal. Ay, there's the point, sir. note-book; and we will afterwards 'ork upon the Eva. Marry, is it; the very point of it; to miscause, with as great discreetly as we can.

tress Anne Page. Fal. Pistol,

Slen. Why, if it be so, I will marry her, apon Pist. He hears with ears.

any reasonable demands.

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