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Fal. Why, I will.

register of your own ; that I may pass with a reQuick. Nay, but do so, then : and, look you, he proof the easier, sith you yourself know, how easy may come and go between you both ; and, in any it is to be such an offender. case, have a nay-word", that you may know one Fal. Very well, sir ; proceed. another's mind, and the boy never need to under- Ford. There is a gentlewoman in this town, her stand any thing; for 'tis not good that children husband's name is Ford. should know any wickedness : old folks, you know, Fal. Well, sir. have discretion, as they say, and know the world. Ford. I have long loved her, and, I protest to

Fal. Fare thee well : commend me to them both : you, bestowed much on her; followed her with a there's my purse; I am yet thy debtor. - Boy, go doting observance; engrossed opportunities to meet along with this woman. — This news distracts me. her ; fee'd every slight occasion, that could bul

(Exeunt QUICKLY and Robin. niggardly give me sight of her; not only bought Pist. This is one of Cupid's carriers :

many presents to give her, but have given largely Clap on more sails ; pursue, up with your fights ; to many, to know what she would have given : Give fire; she is my prize, or ocean whelm them all! briefly, I have pursued her, as love hath pursued

[Exit Pistol. me; which hath been, on the wing of all occasions. Fal. Say'st thou so, old Jack ? go thy ways; I'll | But whatsoever I have merited, either in my mind, make more of thy old body than I have done. Will or in my means, meed, I am sure, I have received they yet look after thee? Wilt thou, after the ex- none; unless experience be a jewel : that I have pence of so much money, be now a gainer? purchas'd at an infinite rate; and that hath taught

me to say this : Enter BARDOLPH.

Love like a shadow flies, when substance love pursues ; Bard. Sir John, there's one master Brook below Pursuing that that flies, and Aying whal pursues. would fain speak with you, and be acquainted with you; and hath sent your worship a morning's draught tion at her hands ?

Fal. Have you received no promise of satisfacof sack.

Ford. Never.
Fal. Brook, is his name?
Bard. Ay, sir.

Fal. Have you importun'd her to such a purpose ?

Foril. Never.
Fal. Call him in. (Erit BARDOLPY.] Such
Brooks are welcome to me, that o'erflow such

Fal. Of what quality was your love then ? liquor. Ah! ha! mistress Ford and mistress Page, man's ground; so that I have lost my edifice, by

Ford. Like a fair house, built upon another have I encompassed you? go to; via ! 5

mistaking the place where I erected it. Re-enter BARDOLPH, with Ford disguised.

Fal. To what purpose haveyou unfolded this to me?

Ford. When I have told you that, I have told Ford. Bless you, sir.

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all. Some say, that, though she appear honest Fal. And you, sir : Would you speak with me?

to me, yet, in other places, she enlargeth her mirth Ford. I make bold, to press with so little prepar

so far, that there is shrewd construction made of ation upon you.

her. Now, sir John, here is the heart of my purFal. You're welcome ; What's your will? Give pose : You are a gentleman of excellent breeding, us leave, drawer.

(Exit Bardolph. admirable discourse, of great admittance?, authentic Ford. Sir, I am a gentleman that have spent in your place and person, generally allowed 8 for your much; my name is Brook. Fal. Good master Brook, I desire more acquaint- many warlike, courtlike, and learned preparations.

Fal. ! ance of you.

Ford. Believe it, for you know it.

- There is Ford. Good sir John, I sue for yours: not to money ; spend it, spend it ; spend more ; spend all charge you; for I must let you understand, I think I have; only give me so much of your time in exmyself in better pliglit for a lender than you are: change of it, as to lay an amiable siege to the hothe which hath something embolden'd me to this nesty of this Ford wife : use your art of wooing, unseason'd intrusion : for they say, if money go win her to consent to you; if any man may, you before, all ways do lie open.

may as soon as any. Fal. Money is a good soldier, sir, and will on.

Fal. Would it apply well to the vehemency of Ford. Troth, and I have a bag of money here troubles me: if you will help me to bear it, sir your affection, that I should win what you would

enjoy ? Methinks you prescribe to yourself very John, take all, or half, for easing me of the carriage.

preposterously. Fal. Sir, I know not how I may deserve to be

Ford. O, understand my drift! she dwells so your porter. Ford. I will tell you, sir, if you will give me the folly of my soul dares not present itself; she is too

securely on the excellency of her honour, that the hearing.

bright to be looked against. Now, could I come Fal. Speak, good master Brook; I shall be glad to her with any detection in my hand, my desires to be your servant. Ford. Sir, I hear you are a scholar, — I will be I could drive her then from the ward of her purity,

had instance and argument to commend themselves; brief with you;

and you have been a man long her reputation, her marriage-vow, and a thousand known to me, though I had never so good means,

other her defences, which now are too strongly as desire, to make myself acquainted with you. I

embattled against me: What say you to't, sir John ? shall discover a thing to you, wherein I must very

Fal. Master Brook, I will first make bold with much lay open mine own imperfection : but, good your money; next, give me your hand ; and last, sir John, as you have one eye upon my follies, as

as I am a gentleman, you shall, if you will, have you hear them unfolded, turn another into the Ford's wife. & A watch-word 5 A cant phrase of exultation,

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Ford. O good sir!

Rug. He is wise, sir; he knew, your worship Fal. Master Brook, I say you shall.

would kill him, if he came. Ford. Want no money, sir John, you shall want Caius. By gar, de herring is no dead, so as I vill

kill him. Take your rapier, Jack; I vill tell you Fal. Want no mistress Ford, master Brook, you how I vill kill him. shall want none. I shall be with her (I may tell Rug. Alas, sir, I cannot fence. you) by her own appointment; even as you came Caius. Villainy, take your rapier. in to me, her assistant, or go-between, parted from Rug. Forbear, here's company. me: I say, I shall be with her between ten and eleven; for at that time the jealous rascally knave,

Enter Host, SHALLOW, SLENDER, and Pagr. her husband, will be forth. Come you to me at Host. 'Bless thee, bully doctor. night ; you shall know how I speed.

Shal. 'Save you, master doctor Caius. Ford. I am blest in your acquaintance. Do you Page. Now, good master doctor! know Ford, sir ?

Slen. Give you good morrow, sir. Fal. Hang him, poor knave! I know him not : Caius. Vat be all you, one, two, tree, four, come for. yet I wrong him to call him poor ; they say, the I

Host. To see thee fight, to see thee foin', to see jealous knave hath masses of money; for the which thee traverse, to see thee here, to see thee there ; to his wife seems to me well-favoured. I will use her see thee pass thy punto, thy stock, thy reverse, thy as the key of the rogue's coffer; and there's my distance, thy montánt.? Is he dead, my Ethiopian? harvest-home.

is he dead, my Francisco? ha, bully! What says Ford. I would you knew Ford, sir ; that you my Æsculapius? my Galen? my heart of elder? might avoid him, if you saw him.

ha! is he dead, bully Stale? is he dead ? Fal. Hang him, mechanical salt-butter rogue! I Caius. By gar, he is de coward Jack priest of the will stare him out of his wits; I will awe him with vorld; he is not show his face. my cudgel; it shall hang like a meteor o'er his horns: Host. Thou art a Castilian king ! a Hector of master Brook, thou shalt know, I will predominate Greece, my boy! o'er the peasant, and thou shalt have his wife. Caius. I pray you, bear vitness that me have stay Come to me soon at night: - Ford's a knave, and six or seven, two, tree hours for him, and he is no I will aggravate his stile 9; thou, master Brook, come. shalt know him for a knave and cuckold :

Shal. He is the wiser man, master doctor: he is to me soon at night.

(Exit

. a curer of souls, and you a curer of bodies; if you Ford. What an Epicurean rascal is this ! – My should fight, you go against the hair of your proheart is ready to crack with impatience. Who fessions : is it not true, master Page ? says this is improvident jealousy? My wife hath Page. Master Shallow, you have yourself been sent to him, the hour is fixed, the match is made. a great fighter, though now a man of

peace. Would any man have thought this? - See the Shal. Bodykins, master Page, though I now be curse of having a false woman! my bed shall be old, and of the peace, if I see a sword out, my abused, my coffers ransacked, my reputation gnawn finger itches to make one: though we are justices, at; and I shall not only receive this villainous and doctors, and churchmen, master Page, we have wrong, but stand under the adoption of abominable some salt of our youth in us; we are the sons of terms, and by him that does me this wrong. Page women, master Page. is an ass, a secure ass; he will trust his wife, he Page. 'Tis true, master Shallow. will not be jealous : I will rather trust a Fleming Shal. It will be found so, master Page. Master with my butter, parson Hugh the Welshman with doctor Caius, I am come to fetch you home.

I am my cheese, an Irishman with my aqua-vitæ bottle, sworn of the peace ; you have showed yourself a or a thief to walk my ambling gelding, than my wise physician, and sir Hugh hath shown himself a wife with herself: then she plots, then she rumi- wise and patient churchman : you must go with me, nates, then she devises: and what they think in master doctor. their hearts they may effect, they will break their Host. Pardon, guest justice: – A word, monsieur. hearts but they will effect. Heaven be praised for Caius. Scurvy Jack-dog priest! by gar, me vill my jealousy! Eleven o'clock the hour;- - I will cut his ears. prevent this, detect my wife, be revenged on Fal- Host. He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully. staff, and laugh at Page. I will about it; better Caius. Clapper-de-claw! vat is dat ? three hours too soon, than a minute too late. Fie, Host. That is, he will make thee amends. fie, fie! cuckold ! cuckold! cuckold ! [Exil. Caius. By gar, me do look, he shall clapper-de

claw me; for by gar, me vill have it.

Host. And I will provoke him to't, or let him wag.
SCENE III. - Windsor Park.

Caius. Me tank you for dat.
Enter Caius and Rugby.

Host. And moreover, bully, But first, master Caius. Jack Rugby!

guest, and master Page, and eke cavalero Slender, go you through the town to Frogmore.

(Aside to them. Caius. Vat is de clock, Jack ?

Page. Sir Hugh is there, is he? Rug. 'Tis past the hour, sir, that sir Hugh pro

Host. He is there : see what humour he is in ; mised to meet.

and I will bring the doctor about by the fields: will Caius. By gar, he has save his soul, dat he is no it do well ? come; he has pray his Pible vell, dat he is no

Shal. We will do it. come : by gar, Jack Rugby, he is dead already, if

Page. Shal. and Slen. Adieu, good master doctor. he be come.

[Exeunt Page, Shallow, and SLENDER. 9 Add to his titles,

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Rug. Sir.

Caius. By gar, me vill kill de priest; for he speak | love you; and I shall procure-a you de good guest, for a jack-an-ape to Anne Page.

de earl, de knight, de lords, de gentlemen, my Host. Let him die : but, first, sheath thy impa patients. tience; throw cold water on thy choler : go about Host. For the which, I will be thy adversary tothe fields with me through Frogmore: I will bring wards Anne Page ; said I well ? thee where Mrs. Anne Page is, at a farm-house, a Caius. By gar, 'tis good ; vell said. feasting; and thou shalt woo her : said I well ? Host. Let us wag then.

Carus. By gar, me tank you for dat: by gar, I Caius. Come at my heels, Jack Rugby. (Exeunt.

ACT III.

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SCENE I. – A Field near Frogmore. who belike, having received wrong by some person,

is at most odds with his own gravity and patience, Enter Sir Hugh Evans and Simple.

that ever you saw. Eva. I pray you now, good master Slender's

Shal. I have lived fourscore years and upwards ; serving man, and friend Simple by your name, I never heard a man of his place, gravity, and which way have you looked for master Caius, that

learning, so wide of his own respect. calls himself Doctor of Physick ?

Eva. What is he ? Sim. Marry, sir, the city-ward, the park-ward,

Page. I think you know him ; master doctor every way; old Windsor way, and every way but Caius, the renowned French physician. the town way. Eva. I most fehemently desire you, you

Eva. I had as lief you would tell me of a mess will also

of porridge. look that way: Şim. I will, sir.

Page. Why?

Eva. He has no more knowledge in Hibocrates Eva. 'Pless my soul ! how full of cholers I am, and trembling of mind! – I shall be glad, if he and Galen, — and he is a knave besides; a cowardly have deceived me: - how melancholies I am! - -1

knave, as you would desires to be acquainted withal.

Page. I warrant you he's the man should fight with will knog his knave's costards, when I have good

him. opportunities for the 'ork: — 'pless my soul! (Sings.

Slen. O, sweet Anne Page!
To shallow rivers, to whose falls

Shal. It appears so, by his weapons: - Keep
Melodious birds sing madrigals;

them asunder ; here comes doctor Caius.
There will we make our peds of roses,
And a thousand fragrant posies.

Enter Host, Caius, and Rugby.
To shallow

Page. Nay, good master parson, keep in your
Mercy on me! I have a great dispositions to cry. weapon.
Melodious birds sing madrigals ;

Shal. So do you, good master doctor.
When as I sat in Pabylon,

Host. Disarm them, and let them question : let
And a thousand vagram posies.

them keep their liinbs whole, and hack our English. To shallow

Caius. I pray you, let-a me speak a word vit your Sim. Yonder he is coming, this way, sir Hugh.

ear: Verefore vill you not meet a-me ? Eva. He's welcome:

Eva. Pray you, use your patience: In good time.

Caius. By gar, you are de coward, de Jack dog, To shallow rivers, to whose falls Heaven prosper the right! - What weapons is he? Eva. Pray you, let us not be laughing-stogs to

Sim. No weapons, sir : There comes my master, other men's humours; I desire you in friendship, master Shallow, and another gentleman from Frog- and I will one way or other make you amends: more, over the stile, this way

and I will knog your knave's cogscomb, for missing Eva. Pray you, give me my gown; or else keep your meetings and appointments. it in your arms.

Caius. Diable ! — Jack Rugby,

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Jarterre, have I not stay for him, to kill him ? have Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER.

I not, at de place I did appoint ? Shal. How now, master parson? Good morrow, Eva. As I am a christians soul, now, look you, good sir Hugh. Keep a gamester from the dice, and this is the place appointed; I'll be judgment by a good student from his book, and it is wonderful.

mine host of the Garter. Slen. Ah, sweet Anne Page !

Host. Peace, I say, Guallia, and Gaul, French Page. Save you, good sir Hugh!

and Welsh; soul-curer and body-curer. Eva. 'Pless you from his mercy sake, all of you!

Caius. Ay, dat is very good ! excellent ! Shal. What! the sword and the word ! do you

Host. Peace, I say; hear mine host of the Garter. study them both, master parson?

Am I politick ? am I subtle ? am I a Machiavel ? Page. And youthful still, in your doublet and Shall I lose my doctor? no ; he gives me the pohose, this raw rheumatic day?

tions. Shall I lose my parson? my priest? my sir Eva. There is reasons and causes for it.

Hugh? no; he gives me the proverbs and the noPage. We are come to you, to do a good office, verbs. - Give me thy hand, terrestrial; so:- Give master parson.

me thy hand, celestial; so. Boys of art, 1 have Eva. Fery well : What is it?

deceived you both; I have directed you to wrong Page. Yonder is a most reverend gentleman, places : your hearts are mighty, your skins are 3 Head

whole, and let burnt sack be the issue. Come

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lay their swords to pawn: - Follow me, lad of peace; follow, follow, follow.

Enter Page, SHALLOW, SLENDER, Host, Sir Hugh Shal. Trust me, a mad host : - Follow, gentle

Evans, Caius, and Rugby. men, follow,

Shal. Page, &c. Well met, master Ford. Slen. O, sweet Anne Page !

Ford. Trust me, a good knot: I have good cheer (Exeunt Shal. Slex. Page, and Host. at home; and I pray you, all go with me. Caius. Ha ! do I perceive dat ? have you make-a Shal. I must excuse myself, master Ford. de sot of us? ha, ha!

Slen. And so must I, sir; we have appointed to Eva. This is well ; he has made us his vlouting- dine with mistress Anne, and I would not break stog. I desire you, that we may be friends; and with her for more money than I'll speak of. let us knog our prains together, to be revenge on Shal. We have lingered about a match between this same scall, scurvy, cogging companion, the Anne Page and my cousin Slender, and this day host of the Garter.

we shall have our answer. Caius. By gar, vit all my heart: he promise to bring Slen. I hope I have your good-will, father Page. me vere is Anne Page: by gar, he deceive me too. Page. You have, master Slender ; I stand wholly

Eva. Well, I will smite his noddles : — Pray you, for you :- but my wife, master doctor, is for you follow,

[Ereunt. altogether,

Caius. Ay, by gar; and de maid is love-a me; SCENE II. The Street in Windsor.

my nursh-a Quickly tell me so mush. Enter Mistress Page and Robin.

Host. What say you to young master Fenton ? Mrs. Page. Nay, keep your way, little gallant ; writes verses, he speaks holyday 5; he smells April

he capers, he dances, he has eyes of youth, he you were wont to be a follower, but now you are a and May: he will carry't, he will carry't. leader : Whether had you rather, lead mine eyes,

Page. Not by my consent, I promise you. The or eye your master's heels ? Rob. I had rather, forsooth, go before you like the wild Prince and Poins; he is of too high a

gentleman is of no having : he kept company with a man, than follow him like a dwarf. Mrs. Page. O you are a flattering boy; now, I region, he knows too much. No, he shall not

knit a knot in his fortunes with the finger of my see, you'll be a courtier.

substance : if he take her, let him take her simply; Enter Ford.

the wealth I have, waits on my consent, and my Ford. Well met, mistress Page: Whither go you? consent goes not that way.

Mrs. Page. Truly, sir, to see your wife: Is she Ford. I beseech you, heartily, some of you go at home?

home with me to dinner : besides your cheer, you Ford. Ay; and as idle as she may hang together, shall have sport; I will show you a monster. for want of company: I think if your husbands Master doctor, you shall go ; — so shall you, master were dead, you two would marry.

Page; —

and you, sir Hugh. Mrs. Page. Be sure of that, two other husbands. Shal. Well, fare you well: — we shall have the Ford. Where had you this pretty weather-cock? freer wooing at master Page's. Mrs. Page. I cannot tell what his name is my

[Exeunt Shallow and SLENDER. husband had him of: What do you call your Caius. Go home, John Rugby; I come anon. knight's name, sirrah ?

[Exit Rugby. Rob. Sir John Falstaff.

Host. Farewell, my hearts: I will to my honest Ford. Sir John Falstaff!

knight Falstaff, and drink canary with him. Mrs. Page. He, he; I can never hit on's name.

[Exit Host. There is such a league between my good man and Ford. (Aside.] I think, I shall drink in pipe-wine he! — Is your wife at home, indeed ?

first with him ; I'll make him dance. Will you go, Ford. Indeed, she is.

gentles ? Mrs. Page. By your leave, sir ; - I am sick, till All. Have with you, to see this monster. [Exeunt. I see her. [Excunt Mrs. Page and Robin.

Ford. Has Page any brains ? hath he any eyes ; SCENE III. A Room in Ford's House. hath he any thinking ? Sure they sleep; he hath no use of them. Why, this boy will carry a letter twenty

Enter Mrs. Ford and Mrs. Page. miles, as easy as a cannon will shoot point-blank

Mrs. Ford. What, John! what, Robert ! twelve score. He pieces-out his wife's inclination;

Mrs. Page. Quickly, quickly: Is the buck-bashe gives her folly motion, and advantage : and now

ket she's going to my wife, and Falstaff's boy with her. Mrs. Ford. I warrant : What, Robin, I say. A man may hear this shower sing in the wind ! and Falstaff's boy with her ! — Good plots ! — they

Enter Servants wilh a basket. are laid; and our revolted wives share damnation

Mrs. Page. Come, come, come. together. Well; I will take him, then torture my Mrs. Ford. Here, set it down. wife, pluck the borrowed veil of modesty from the Mrs. Page. Give your men the charge; we must so seeming mistress Page, divulge Page himself for be brief. a secure and wilful Actæon; and to these violent

Mrs. Ford. Marry, as I told you before, John proceedings all my neighbours shall cry aim.“ (Clock and Robert, be ready here hard by in the brewarikes.] The clock gives me my cue, and my as- house; and when I suddenly call you, come forth, surance bids me search ; there I shall find Falstaff: and (without any pause, or staggering,) take this I shall be rather praised for this than mocked; for basket on your shoulders : that done trudge with it is as positive as the earth is firm, that Falstaff is it in all haste, and carry it among the whitsters in there : I will go. 4 Shall encourage.

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hiss me.

Datchet-mead, and there empty it in the muddy Fal. Thou might'st as well say, I love to walk ditch, close by the Thames' side.

by the Counter-gate ; which is as hateful to me as Mrs. Page. You will do it?

the reek of a lime-kiln. Mrs. Ford. I have told them over and over ; they Mrs. Ford. Well heaven knows, how I love you ; lack no direction: Begone, and come when you and you shall one day find it. are called.

[Exeunt Servants. Fal. Keep in that mind; I'll deserve it. Mrs. Page. Here comes little Robin.

Mrs Ford. Nay, I must tell you, so you do; or

else I could not be in that mind. Enter Robin.

Rob. (within.) Mistress Ford, mistress Ford ! Mrs. Ford. How now, my eyas-musket ? 6 what here's mistress Page at the door, sweating, and news with you?

blowing, and looking wildly, and would needs speak Rob. My master sir John is come in at your back with you presently. door, mistress Ford ; and requests your company. Fal. She shall not see me; I will ensconce 9 me

Mrs. Page. You little Jack-a-lenti, have you behind the arras. been true to us?

Mrs. Ford. Pray you, do so; she's a very tatRob. Ay, I'll be sworn: My master knows not tling woman.

[Falstaff hides himself. of your being here; and hath threatened to put me into everlasting liberty, if I tell you of it; for, he

Enter Mrs. PagE and ROBIN. swears, he'll turn me away.

What's the matter? how now ? Mrs. Page. Thou’rt a good boy; this secrecy of Mrs. Page. O mistress Ford, what have you thine shall be a tailor to thee, and shall make thee done? You're shamed, you are overthrown, you a new doublet and hose. I'll go hide me.

are undone for ever. Mrs. Ford. Do so : - - Go tell thy master, I am Mrs. Ford. What's the matter, good mistress alone. Mistress Page, remember you your cue. Page ?

(Exit Robin. Mrs. Page. O well-a-day, mistress Ford ! having Mrs. Page. I warrant thee; if I do not act it, an honest man to your husband, to give him such

[Erit Mrs. Page. cause of suspicion ! Mrs. Ford. Go to then; we'll use this gross Mrs. Ford. What cause of suspicion ? watery pumpion; we'll teach him to know turtles

Mrs. Page. What cause of suspicion ! - Out from jays.

upon you! how am I mistook in you ? Enter Falstaff.

Mrs. Ford. Why, alas ! what's the matter ? Fal. Have I caught thee, my heavenly jewel !

Mrs. Page. Your husband's coming hither, woWhy, now let me die, for I have lived long enough: man, with all the officers in Windsor, to search for this is the period of my ambition : O this blessed

a gentleman, that, he says, is here, now in the hour!

house, by your consent, to take an ill advantage of Mrs. Ford. O sweet sir John !

his absence : you are undone. Fal. Mistress Ford, I cannot cog, I cannot prate,

Mrs. Ford. Speak louder, [Aside.] — 'Tis not mistress Ford. Now shall I sin in my wish: I would so, I hope. thy husband were dead; I'll speak it before the

Mrs. Page. Pray heaven it be not so, that you best lord, I would make thee my lady.

have such a man here; but 'tis most certain your Mrs. Ford. I your lady, sir John! alas, I should husband's coming with half Windsor at his heels, be a pitiful lady.

to search for such a one. I come before to tell Fal. Let the court of France show me such an

you : If you know yourself clear, why I am glad of other : I see how thine eye would emulate the dia- it: but if you have a friend here, convey, convey

him out. mond: Thou hast the right arched bent of the brow,

Be not amazed ; call all your senses to that becomes the ship-tire, the tire-valiant, or any you: defend your reputation, or bid farewell to tire of Venetian admittance.

your good life for ever. Mrs. Ford. A plain kerchief, sir John: my brows tleman, my dear friend ; and I fear not mine own

Mrs. Ford. What shall I do?

There is a genbecome nothing else ; nor that well neither.

Fal. Thou art a traitor to say so : thou would'st shame, so much as his peril: I had rather than a make an absolute courtier: and the firm fixture of thousand pound, he were out of the house. thy foot would give an excellent motion to thy gait,

Mrs. Page. For shame, never stand you

had in a semi-circled farthingale. I see what thou wert, rather, and you had rather ; your husband's here if fortune thy foe were not; nature is thy friend : at hand, bethink you of some conveyance: in the Come, thou canst not hide it.

house you cannot hide him, — 0, how have you

Look, here is a basket : if he be Mrs. Ford. Believe me, there's no such thing in deceived me!

of any reasonable stature, he may creep in here; Fal. What made me love thee ? let that persuade and throw foul linen upon him, as if it were going thee, there's something extraordinary in thee.

to bucking: Or, it is whiting-time ', send him by Come, I cannot cog, and say, thou art this and your two men to Datchet-mead. that, like a many of these lisping haw-thorn buds,

Mrs. Ford. He's too big to go in there: What that come like women in men's apparel, and smell shall I do ? like Bucklers-burys in simple-time; I cannot : but

Re-enter FALSTAFF. I love thee; none but thee; and thou deservest it. Fal. Let me see't ! let me see't! O let me see't!

Mrs. Ford. Do not betray me, sir; I fear, you I'll in, I'll in ; — follow your friend's counsel ; love mistress Page.

I'll in.

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