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Enter Mrs. QUICKLY.

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

a 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 finely.

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 bell-wether: next, to be compassed like a good my brewage.-[Exit BARD.)--How now? bilbo, in the circumference of a, peck, bilt to

Quick. "Marry, Sir, I come to your worship point, beel to head : and then, to be stopped in, from mistress Ford,

like a strong distillation, with stinking clothes Fal. Mistress 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 fall -a inan of my kidney,-think of that, that ain of ford.

as sabject to heat as butter ; a man of continual Quick. Alas the day! good heart, that was dissolution and thaw; it was a miracle to 'scape not her fault : she does so take on with her suffocation. And in the height of this bath, when men : they mistook their erection.

I was more than half stewed in grease, like a 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 horse. Quick. Well, she laments, Sir, for it, that it shoe ; think of that ;-hissing hot, -ubink of that, would yearn your heart to see it. Her busband master Brook. goes this morning a birding; she desires you

Ford. In good sadness, + Sir, I am sorry once more to come to her between eight and that for my sake you have suffered all this. My vine : I must carry her word quickly : she'll suit then is desperate ; you'll undertake her no make you amends, I warrant you.

Fal. Well, I will visit her : Tell her so ; and Fal. Master Brook, I will be thrown into bid her think, what a man is : let her consider Ætna, as I have been into Thames, ere I will bis frailty, and then judge of my merit.

leave her thus. Her husband is this morning Quic I will tell her.

gone a birding : I bave received from her anotber Fal. Do so. Between nine and ten, say'st embassy of meeting ; 'twixt eight and nine is thou?

the hour, master Brook. Quick. Eight and nine, Sir.

Ford. 'Tis past eight already, Sir. Fal. Well, be gone : I will not miss her. Fal. Is iti 1 will then address t me to my Quick. Peace be with you, Sir! (Erit. appointment. Come to me at your convenient

fal. 1 marvel, I hear not of master Brook; leisure, and you shall know how I speed; and be sent me word to stay within ; I like his the conclusion shall be crowned with your en money well. 0 here he comes.

joying ber; Adieu. You shall have her, master

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

[Erit. Ford. Bless you, Sir!

Ford. Hum! bal is this a vision is this a Fal. Now, master Brook ? you come to know dream do I sleep? Master Ford, awake ; awake, wbat bath passed between me and Ford's wife ? master Ford ; there's a hole made in your best

Ford. That, indeed, Sir John, is my business. coat, master Ford. This 'tis to be married I this

Fal. Master Brook, I will not lie to you ; I'tis to have linen, and buck-baskets !-Well, I was at her house the hour she appointed me. will proclaim myself what I am: I will now Ford. And how speed you, Sir?

take the lecher; he is at my house : be cannot Fal. Very ill-favouredly, master Brook. 'scape me ; 'tis impossible he should ; be can.

Ford. How so, Sir ? Did she change ber de- not creep into a halfpenny parse, nor into a termination ?

pepper-box : but, lest the devil that guides him Fab. No, master Brook; but the peaking should aid him, I will search impossible places. cornato, ber husband, master Brook, dwelling in Though what I am I cannot avoid, yet to be a continual 'larum of jealousy, comes me in the wbat I would not, sball not make me tame : rustant of our encounter, after we had embraced, if I have borns to make one mad, let the prokissed, protested, and, as it were, spoke the pro- verb go with me, I'll be born mad. (Erit. logue of our coniedy; and at his heels a rabble of bis companions, thither provoked and inrtigated by his distemper, and, forsooth, to search his house for his wife's love.

Ford. What, while you were there?

SCENE 1.-The Street.
Ful. While I was there.
Ford. And did he search for you, and could

Enter Mrs. PAGE, Mrs. QUICKLY, and pot find you?

WILLIAN. Fal. You shall hear. As good luck would have it, comes in one mistress Page; gives think'st thou.

Mrs. Page. Is he at master Ford's already intelligence of Ford's approach ; and, by her invention, and Ford's wife's distraction, they

Quick. Sure, he is by this; or will be pre

sently: but truly, he is very courageons & mad, conveyed me into a buck-basket. Ford. A buck-basket !

about his throwing into the water. Mistress Ford

desires you to come suddenly. Fal. By the Lord, a buck-basket : rammed me in with foul shirts and smocks, socks, foul stock- but bring my young man here to school : Look,

Mrs. Page. I'll be with her by and by; I'll ings, and greasy napkins ; that, master Brook, where his master coines ; 'tis a, I there was the rankest compound of villanous

smell, ibat ever offended nostril.
Ford. And how long lay you there?

Enter Sir Hugh Evans.
Fal. Nay, you shall bear master Brook, what How now, Sir Hugh ? no school to-day!
I have suffered to bring this woman to evil for
your good. Being thus crammed in the basket,

Eva. No; master Slender is let the boys leave

to play, a couple of Ford's knaves, his hinds, were called forth by their mistress, to carry me in the name

Quick. Blessing of his heart! of foul clothes to Datchet-lane : they took me on

Mrs. Page. Sir Hugh, my husband says, my their shoulders ; met the jealous knave their

son profits nothing in tbe world at his book; 1 master in the door ; who asked them once or pray you, ask him some questions in his accitwice wbat they had in their basket : I quaked

dence. for fear lest the lunatic kpave would have • Bilbon, where the best blades are made.

+ Seriousness.

| Make myself ready. Outrageous,

• Cups.

Eva. Come bither, William ; hold up your plement, and ceremony of it. But are you sure bead ; come.

of your bush and now ? Mrs. Page. Come on, sirrah ; bold up your Mürs. Ford. He's a birding, sweet Sir John, head ; answer your master, be not afraid.

Mrs. Page. (Within.] What hoa, gossip Eva. William, how many numbers is in Ford ! what hoa ! nouus?

Mrs. Ford. Step into the chamber, Sir John. Will. Two.

(Exit FALSTAFF. Quick. Truly, I thought there had been one

Enter Mrs. PAGE. number more ; because they say, od's nouns.

Eva. Peace your tattlings. What is fair, Mrs. Page. How now, sweetheart? who's at William ?

home beside yourself? Will. Pulcher.

Mrs. Ford. Why, none but mine own people. Quick. Poulcats ! there are fairer things than Mrs. Page. Indeed ? poulcats, sure.

Mrs. Ford. No, certainly ;-speak louder. Eva. You are a very simplicity 'oman; I pray

[Aside. you, peace. What is lapis, William ?

Mrs. Page. Truly, I am so glad you bave noWill. A stone.

body here. Eva. And what is a stone, William ?

Mrs. Ford. Why? Will. A pebble.

Mrs. Page. Why, woman, your husband is Eva. No, it is lapis ; I pray you remember in his old lunes again. he $0 takes on yonder in your prain.

with my husband; so rails against all married Will. Lapis.

mankind ; so curses all Eve's daughters, of what Eva. That is good, William. What is he, complexion soever ; and so butlets himself on William, that does lend articles ?

the forehead, crying, Peer out, peer out !t that Will. Articles are borrowed of the pronoun; any madness I ever yet beheld seemed but tameand be thus declined, Singulariter, nominativo, ness, civility, and patience, to this his distemper he hic, hac, hoc.

is in now: I am glad the fat knight is not here. Eva. Nominativo, hig, hag, hog: pray you, Mrs. Ford. Wby, does he talk of bim? mark: genitivo, hujus : Well, what is your ac- Mrs, Page. Of mone but bim; and swears, cusative case ?

he was carried out, the last time he searched Will. Accusativo, hinc.

for him, in a basket: protests to my bushand, Eva. I pray you, bave your remembrance, is is now bere ; and bath drawn him and the child ; Accusativo, hing, hang, hog.

rest of their company from their sport, to make Quick. Hang hog is Lauiu for bacon, I war. another experiment of his suspicion : but I am rant you.

giad the kuight is not here ; now he shall see bis Eva. Leave you prabbles, 'oman. Wbat is the own foolery. focative case, William ?

Mrs. Ford. How near iş be, mistress Page ? Will. 0-Vovativo, 0.

Mrs. Page. Hard by; at street end; he will Eva. Remember, William; focative is, caret. be here anon. Quick. And that's a good root.

Mrs. Ford. I am undone !--the knight is Eva. 'Oman, forbear.

here. Mrs. Page. Peace.

Mrs. Page. Why, then you are utterly shamed, Eva. What is your genitive case plural, Wiland he's but a dead mu. What a woman are liam ?

you ?-Away with him, away with him ; better Will. Genitive case ?

shame than murder. Eva. Ay.

Mrs. Ford. Which way should be go? how Will. Genitive,-horum, haram, horum. should I bestow him ? Shall I put him into the

Quick. 'Vengeance of Jenny's case! fie on basket again? ber! never name her child, if she be a whore. Eva. For shame 'oman.

Re-enter FALSTAFF. Quick. You do ill to teach the child such

Fal. No, I'll come no more i' the basket : words: be teaches bim to hick and to hack, May I not go out, ere he come? which they'll do fast enough of themselves; and Mrs. Page. Alas, three of master Ford's to call horum :-fie upon you !

brothers watch the door with pistols, that none Eva. 'Oman, art thou lunatics? hast tbou no shall issue out; otherwise you inight slip away understandings for tby cases, and the numbers ere he came. But wbat make you here ! of the genders? Thou art as foolish Christian Fal. What sball I do ?-I'll creep up into the creatures as I would desires.

chimney. Mrs. Page. Pr’ythee hold thy peace.

Mrs. Ford. There they always use to disEra. Show me now, William, some declen-charge their birding-pieces : Creep into the sious of your pronouns.

kiln hole. Will. Forsooth, I have forgot.

Fal. Where is it? Eva. It is ki, , cod ; if you forget your Mrs. Ford. He will seek there on my word. kies, your kes, and your cods, you must be Neither press, coffer, chest, tronk, well, vault, preeches. Go your ways, and play, go.

but he hath an abstract | for the remembrance Mrs. Page. He is a better scholar than 1 of such places, and goes to them by his note : thought he was.

There is no biding you in the house. Eva. He is a good sprag + memory. Farewell, Fal. l'll go out then. mistress Page.

Mrs. Page. If you go out in your own semMrs. Puge. Adieu, good Sir Hugh. [Erit blance, you die, Sir John. Unless you go out Sir Hugh. Get you home, boy.-Come, we stay disguised, too long.

[Exeuni. Mrs. Ford. How might we disguise him?

Mrs. Page. Alas the day, I know not. There SCENE II.-A Room in FORD's House. is no woman's gown big enough for hiin; other

wise, he might put on a hat, a muftler, and a Enter FALSTAFP and Mrs. Ford. kerchief, and so escape.

Fal. Good hearts, devise something : any exFal. Mistress Ford, your sorrow bath eaten treinity, rather than a mischief. up niy sufferance : I see, you are obsequious 1

Mrs. Ford. My maid's aunt, the fat woman in your love, and I profess requital to a bairs of Brentford, has a gowu above. breadth ; not only, mistress Ford, in the simple

Mrs. Page. On my word it will serve him ; office of love, but in all the accoutrement, com

• Mad fits. • Breeched, i. e. flogged.

+ As cb'ldren call on a snail to push forth his horns. prio learu. Serrowful.

#Short note of

she's as big is he is : and there's her thrum'd Ford. Empty the basket, I say. hat, and ber muffer too : Run up, Sir John. Mrs. Ford. Why, man, why?

Mrs. Ford. Go, go, sweet Sir Jobn: mistress Ford. Master Page, as I am a man, there Page and I, will look some linen for your head. was one conveyed out of my house yesterday in

Mrs. Page, Quick, quick; we'll come dress this basket : Why may not he be there again? you straight : put on the gown the while. In my house I am sure he is : my intelligence

(Exit FALSTAPP. Jis true; my jealousy is reasonable : Pluck me Mrs. Ford, I would my husband would meet out all the linen. him in this shape : he cannot abide the old Mrs. Ford. If you find a man there, be sball woman of Brentford; he swears she's a witch ; die a flea's death, forbade her my house, and bath threatened to Page. Here's no man. beat her.

Shal. By my fidelity, this is not well, master Mrs. Page. Heaveu guide him to thy hus. Ford ; this wrongs you. band's cudgel; and the devil guide his cudgel Eva. Master Ford, you must pay, and not afterwards !

follow the imaginations of your own heart : this Mrs. Ford. But is my husband coming ? is jealousies. Mrs. Page. Ay, in good sadness,' is he ; and Ford. Well, he's not here I seek for. talks of the baskel too, howsoever he hath had Page. No, nor do wbere else, but in your intelligence.

brain. Mrs. Ford. We'll try that ; for I'll appoint Pord. Help to search my house this one time: my men to carry the basket again, to meet him if I find pot what I seek, show no colour for my at the door with it, as they did last time. extremity, let me for ever be your table-sport:

Mrs. Page. Nay, but he'll be here presently : let them say of me, As jealous as Ford, that let's go dress bin like the witch of Brentford. searched a hollow walnut for bis wife's leman

Mrs. Ford. I'll first direct my men, what they satisfy me once more ; one more search with shall do with the basket. Go up, I'll bring linen me. for him straight.

(Erit. Mrs. Ford. What hoa, mistress Page I come Mrs. Page. Hang bim, dishonest varlet! we you and the old woman down, my husband will cannot misuse him enongh.

come into the chamber. We'll leave a proof, by that which we will do, Ford. Old woman ! what old woman's that ? Wives may be merry, and yet honest too : Mrs. Ford. Why, it is my maid's aunt of We do not act, that often jest and laugh: Brentford. "Tis old but true, Still swine eat all the draff. Ford. A witch, a quean, an old cozening

[Erit. i quean! Have I not forbid her my bouse? She

comes of errands, does she? We are simple Re-enter Mrs. FORD, with two Servants,

men ; we do not know what's brought to pass Mrs. Ford. Go, Sirs, take the basket again on under the profession of fortune-telling. She your shoulders ; your master is hard at door; if works by charins, by spells, by the figure, and he bid you set it down, obey him : quickly, des. such daubery as this is : beyond our element : patch.

(Exit. we know nothing.--Come down, you witch, 1 Serv. Come, come, take it up.

you bag you ; come down I say. 2 Serv. Pray heaven, it be not full of the Mrs. Ford. Nay, good, sweet busband ;knight again.

good gentlemen, let bim not strike the old 1 Serv. I hope not; I had as lief bear so much woman. lead.

Enter FALSTAPT in woman's clothes, led by Enter FORD, PAGE, SHALLOW, Cards, and

Mrs. PAGR.
Sir Hugu EVANS.

Mrs. Page. Come, mother Prat, come, give Ford. Ay, but if it prove true, master Page, me_yonr band. have you any way then to unfool me again Ford. I'll prat her :-Out of my door, you Set down the basket, villain :-Somebody calls witch! (Beats him.) You rag, you baggage, my wife :-You, youth in a basket, come out you polecat, you ronyon ! out! out! I'll corbere !-- you panderly rascals ! there's a knot, jure you, I'll fortune-tell you. a ging, t a pack, a conspiracy against me : Now

(Exit FALSTAFF. shall the devil be shamed. What! wife, I say ! Mrs. Page. Are you not ashamed ! I think, cone, come forth ; behold wbat honest clotbes you bave kill'd the poor woman. you send forth to bleaching.

Mrs. Ford. Nay, he will do it :-'Tis a good. Page. Why, this passes ! | Master Ford, you ly credit for you. are not to go loose any longer ; you must be Ford. Hang ber, witch ! pinioned.

Eva. By yea and no, I think the 'oman is a Eva. Why, this is Innatics ! this is mad as a witch indeed : I like not when a 'oman has a mad dog!

great peard ; I spy a great peard under her Shal. Indeed, master Ford, this is not well ; muffier. indeed,

Ford. Will you follow, gentlemen ? I beseech

you follow ; eee but the issue of my jealousy: if Enter Mrs. FORD.

I cry out thus upon po trail, + never trust ine Ford. So say I too, Sir.-Come hither, mis- when I open 1 again. tress Ford ; mistress Ford, the honest woman, Page. Let's obey his humour a little further : the modest wife, the virtuous creature, that hath Come, gentlemen, the jealous fool to her husband !-I suspect with

[Ereunt Page, FORD, SAALLOW, and out cause, mistress, do I?

EVANS. Mrs. Ford. Heaven be my witness, you do, Mrs. Page. Trust me, he beat bim most piti. if you suspect me in any dishonesty.

fully. Ford. Well said, brazen-face ; hold it out.-- Mrs. Ford. Nay, by the mass, that he did Come forth, sirrah.

not; he beat him most appitifully, methought. (Pulls the clothes out of the basket. Mrs. Page. I'll have the cudgel hallowed, Page. This passes !

and hung o'er the altar ; it bath doue meritoriMrs. Ford. Are you not ashamed I let the ous service. clothes alone.

Mrs. Ford. What think you! May we, with Ford. I shall And you anon.

the warrant of woman-bood, and the witness of Eva. 'Tis unreasonable ! Will you take up a good conscience, pursue him with any further your wife's clothes ? Come away.


• Lover.

. Seriousness.
1 Surpasses, goes beyond all bounds.

1 Scent.


1 Cry out.

Mrs. Page. The spirit of wantonness is, sure, And makes milch-kine yield blood, and sbakes a scared out of bim; if the devil bave him not in

cbain fee-simple, with fine and recovery, he will in a most hideous and dreadful manner : never, think, in the way of waste, attempt us You have heard of sucb a spirit ; and well you again.

know, Mrs. Ford. Shall we tell our husbands how the superstitious idle-headed eld. we have served bim ?

Received, and did deliver to our age, Mrs. Page. Yes, by all means; if it be but This tale of Herne the hunter for a truth. to scrape the figures out of your husband's brains. Page. Why, yet there want not many, that do If they can find in their hearts, the poor un

fear virtuous fat knight sball be any further aflicted, in deep of night to walk by this Herne's oak: we two will still be the ministers.

But what of this ? Mrs. Ford. I'll warrant, they'll bave him Mrs. Ford. Marry, this is our device; publicly sbamed : and, meibinks, there would That Falstaff at that oak shall meet with us, be no period to the jest, should be not be pub. Disguised like Herne, with huge horns ou bis licly shamed.

head. Mrs. Page. Come to the forge with it then, Page. Well, let it not be doubted but ben shape it: I would not have things cool.

come, (Exeunt. And in this shape : When you have brought bim

thither, SCENE III.-A Room in the Garter Inn. What shall be done with him ? what is your

plot? Enter Host and BAR DOLPH.

Mrs. Page. That likewise have we thought Bard. Sir, the Germans desire to have three

upon, and thus : of your horses : the duke himself will be to- Nan Page my daughter, and my little son, morrow at court, and they are going to meet And three or four more of their growth, we'll him,

dress Host. Wbat duke should that be, comes so Like urchins, ouphes, 7 and fairies, green and secretly? I hear not of him in the court : Let

wbite, me speak with the gentleinen ; they speak With rounds of waxen tapers on their heads, English

And rattles in their bands; upon a sudden, Bard, Ay, Sir ; l'll call them to yon.

As Falstaff, she, and I, are newly met, Host. They sball have my horses; but I'll Let them from forth a saw.pit rush at once make them pay, I'll sauce them; they bave had with some diffused song ; upon their sight my bouses a week at cominand ; I have turned We two in great amazedness will fly : away my other guests : they must come off ; I'll | Then let them all encircle him about, sauce them : Come.

[Exeunt. And, fairy-like, to pinch the unclean knight;

And ask him, why that hour of fairy revel, SCENE IV.-A Room in Ford's House, In their so sacred paths he dares to tread,

In shape profane. Enter Page, FORD, Mrs. PAGE, Mrs. FORD,

Mrs. Ford. And till be tell the truth, and Sir HUGH EVANS.

Let the supposed fairies pinch him sound, Eva. 'Tis one of the pest discretions of a And burn him with their tapers. 'oman as ever I did look upon.

Mrs. Page. The truth being known, Page. And did be send you both these letters We'll all present ourselves ; dishorn the spirit, at an instant ?

And mock bim home to Windsor. Mrs. Page. Within a quarter of an hour. Ford. The children must Ford. Pardon me, wife : Henceforth do what Be practised well to this, or they'll ne'er do't. tbou wilt,

Eva. I will teach the children their behavi. I rather will suspect the sun with cold,

ours; and I will be like a jack-an-apes also, to Than thee with wantonuess: now doth thy ho burn the knight with my taber. nour stand,

Ford. That will be excellent. I'll go buy In him that was of late a beretic,

them vizards. As firm as faith.

Mrs. Page. My Nan shall be the queen of all Page. 'Tis well, 'tis well ; no more.

the fairies, Be not as extreme in submission,

Finely attired in a robe of white. As in offence;

l'age. That silk will I go buy ;-and in that But let our plot go forward ; let our wives

time Yet once again, to make us public sport,

Shall master Slender steal my Nan away, Appoint a meeting with this old fat fellow, Where we may take him, and disgrace him for And marry her at Eton.--Go, send to Falstafi it.

straight. Ford. There is no better way than that they Ford. Nay, I'll to him again in name of spoke of.

Brook : Page. How ! to send bin word they'll meet He'll tell me all his purpose : Sure, he'll come. him in the park at midnight! fie, fie ; he'll never Mrs. Page. Fear not you that : Go, get us come.

properties, || Eva. You say he has been thrown in the And tricking for our fairies. rivers ; and has been grievously peaten, as an Eva. Let as about it: It is admirable pleaold 'oman : methinks, there should be terrors sures, and fery honest kuaveries. in him, that he should Bot come ; methiuks, his

(Exeunt PAGE, FORD, and EVANS. desh is punished, he shall bare no desires. Mrs. Page. Go, mistress Ford, Page. So think I too.

Send quickly to Sir Joha, to know bis mind. Mrs. Ford, Devise but how you'll use him

(Exit Mrs. FORD. when he comes,

I'll to the doctor; he bath my good will, And let us two devise to bring him thither.

And none but he, to marry with Nan Page. Mrs. Page. There is an old tale goes, that That Slender, though well landed, is an idiot ; Herne the hunter,

And he my husband best of all affects :
Sometime a keeper here in Windsor forest,

The doctor is well money'd, and his friends
Doth all the winter time, at still midnight,
Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'd

Potent at court; he, none but he, sball have

her, horns ; Aud there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle,

+ Elf, hoglobliu.

Wildl, discordan • Strikes.


| Necessaries.


• Old age.

I say.

Though twenty thousand wortbier come to crave , from behind one of them, in a slough of mire ; her.

(Exit. and set spurs, and away, like three German de

vils, three doctor Faustuses. SCENE V.-A Room in the Garter Inn. Host. They are gone but to meet the duke,

villain : do not say, they be fed ; Germans are Enter Host and SIMPLE.

bonest men. Host. What would'st thou bave, boor 1 what, thick-skin ? speak, breathe, discuss ; brief, sbort,

Enter Sir HUGU ETANS. quick, snap.

Eva. Where is mine host 3
Sim. Marry, Sir, I come to speak with Sir Host. What is the matter, Sir ?
John Falstaff froin master Slender.

Eva. Have a care of your entertainments : Host. There's his chainber, his house, bis there is a friend of mine come to town, tells me castle, bis standing-bed, and truckle-bed ; 'tis there is three couzin germans, that has cozened painted about with the story of the prodigal, all the hosts of Readings, of Maidenhead, of fresh and new : Go, knock and call ; he'll speak Colebrook, of horses and money. I tell you for like an Anthropophaginian. unto thee : Knock, good-will, look you : you are wise, and full of

gibes and vlouting-stogs; and 'tis not convenient Sim. There's an old woman, a fat woman, you should be cozened : Fare you well. gone up into his chamber; l'ií be so bold as

(Exit. stay, Sir, till she come down : I come to speak with her, indeed.

Enter Doctor CAIOS. Host. Ha! a fat woman! the knight may be Cains. Vere is mine Host de Jarterre. robbed : I'll call.-Bully knight! Bully Sir Jobn! Host. Here, master doctor, in perplexity, and speak from thy lungs military : Art thou there 8 doubtful dilemma. it is thine host, thine Ephesian, calls.

Caius. I cannot tell vat is dat ; but it is tell. Fal. (above.) How now, mine host ?

a me, dat you make grand preparation for a duke Host. Here's a Bohemian-Tartar tarries the de Jarmany : by my trot, dere is no duke, dat coming down of thy fat woman : Let her de. the court is know to come; I tell you for good scend, bully, let ber descend; my chambers are vill : adieu.

(Erit. honourable : Fye ! privacy ? fye !

Host. Hue and cry, villain, go ;-assist me, Enter FALSTAFF.

knight ; I am undone :-fly, run, hue and cry,

villain I I am undone ! Fal. There was, mine host, an old fat woman

(Exeunt Host and BARDOLPH. even now with me ; but she's gone,

Fal. I would all the world might be cozened ; Sim. Pray you, Sir, was't not the wise + woman for I have been cozeu'd and beaten too. !f it of Brentford 1

should come to the ear of the court, how I have Fal. Ay, marry, was it, muscle-shell ; # What been transformed, and how my transformation would you with her ?

hath been washed and cudgelled, they would Sim. My master, Sir, my master Slender, sent melt me out of my fat, drop by drop, and liquor to her, seeing her go thorough the streets, to know, fishermen's boots with me : I warrant, they would Sir, whether one Nym, Sir, that beguiled him whip me with their fine wits, till I were as crestof a cbain, bad the chain, or no.

fallen as a dried pear. I never prospered since Fal. I spake with the old woman about it. I forswore myself at Primero. Well, if my Sim. And what says she, I pray, Sir ?

wind were but long enough to say my prayers, I Fal. Marry, she says, that the very same man, would repent.that beguiled master Slender of his cbain, cozened him of it.

Enter Mrs. QUICKLY. Sim. I would I could bave spoken with the Now ! whence come you? woman herself ; I had other things to have spo- Quick. From the two parties, forsooth. ken with her too, from him.

al. The devil take one party, and his dam Fal. What are they ? let us know.

the other, and so they shall be both bestowed II Host. Ay, come ; quick.

have suffered more for their sakes, more than the Sim. I may not conceal them, Sir.

villanous inconstancy of man's disposition is able Fal. Conceal them, or thou diest.

to bear. Sim. Why, Sir, they were nothing but about Quick. And have not they suffered? Yes, I mistress Anne Page ; to know, if it were my warrant; speciously one of them; mistress Ford, master's fortune to have her, or no.

good heart, is beaten black and blue, that you Fal. 'Tis, 'tis his fortune.

can not see a white spot about her. Sim. What, Sir ?

Fal. What tell'st thou me of black and blue ? Fal. To bave her,-or no : Go; say, the wo- I was beaten myself into all the colours of the man told me so.

rainbow, and I was like to be apprehended for Sim. May I be so bold to say so, Sir ? the witch of Brentford; but that my admirable Fal. Ay, Sir Tike; who more bold !

dexterity of wit, my counterfeiting the action of Sim. I thank your worship : I shall make my an old woman, deliver'd me, the knave constamaster glad with these tidings. (Exit SIMPLE. ble had set me i' the stocks, i' the common

Host. Thou art clerkly, ý thou art clerkly, Sir stocks, for a witch. John : Was there a wise woman with thee ? Quick. Sir, let me speak with you in your

Fal. Ay, that there was, mine host; one, that chamber : you shall hear how things go ; and, ! bath taught me more wit than ever I learned warrant, to your content. Here is a letter will before in my life: and I paid nothing for it nei. say somewhat. Good hearts, what ado bere is but was paid for my learning.

to bring you together! Sure, one of you does not Enter BAR DOLPH.

serve beaven well, that you are so crossed.

Fal. Come up into my chamber. Bard. Out, alas, Sir! cozenage ! meer coz

[Exeunt enage ! Host. Where be my borses speak well of

SCENE VI.-- Another Room in the Garter them varletto.

Inn. Bard. Run away with the cozeners : for so

Enter FENTON and lost. soon as I came beyond Eton, they threw ine off,

Host. Master Fenton, talk not to me; my

mind is beavy, I will give over all. • A cannibal A cunning woman, a fortune.

Fent. Yet hear me speak : Assist me in my elier. 1 He calls Simple Muscle-shell, because he stood with

purpose, his mouth open. Scholar-like.

* A game at cardo


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