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And, as I am a gentleman, I'll give thee While other sports are tasking of their minds, A hundred pound in gold, more than your

loss. And at the deanery, where a priest attends, Ilost. I will hear you, master Fenton; and I will, Straight marry her: to this her mother's plot at the least, keep your counsel.

She seemingly obedient, likewise hath Fent. From time to time I have acquainted you 5 Made promise to the doctor:- Now, thus it rests; With the dear love I bear to fair Anne Page; Her father means she shall be all in white; Who, mutually, hath answer'd my affection And in that habit, when Slender sees his time (so far forth as herself might he her chuser) To take her by the hand, and bid her go, Even to my wish: I lave a letter from her She shall go with him : her mother hath intended, Of such contents as you will wonder at; 10 The better to devote * her to the doctor, The mirth whereof's so larded with my matter, (For they must all be mask'd and vizarded) That neither, singly, can be manifested,

That quaint' in green, she shall be loose enrob'd, Without the shew of both: Fat sir John Falstaff With ribbands pendant, tiaring 'bout her head; Hatha great scene; the image of the jest And when the doctor spies his vantage ripe,

[Sheruing a letter. 15 To pinch her by the liand, and, on that token, I'll shew you here at large. Hark, good mine The maid hath given consent to go with him. host;

[one, Host. Which means she to deceive? father or To-night at Herne's oak, just 'twixt twelve and

mother? Must iny sweet Nan present the fairy queen; Fent. Both, my good host, to go along with me; The purpose why, is here?; in which disguise, 20 And here it rests,—that you'll procure the vicar While other jests are something rank on foot, To stay for me at church, 'twixt twelve and one, Her father hath commanded her to slip

And, in the lawful name of marrying, Away with Slender, and with him at Eaton [sir, To give our hearts united ceremony. [vicar: Immediately to marry: she hath consented: now, Host. Well, husband your device; I'll to the Her mother even strong against that match, 25 Bring you the maid, you shall not lack a priest. And firm for doctor Caius, hath appointed

Fent. So shall I evermore be bound to thee; That he shall likewise shuftie her away,

Besides I'll make a present recompence.[Ereunt,

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with a weaver's beamn; because I know also, Enter Falstaff and Mrs. Quickly.

life is a shuttle. I am in haste; go along with Fal. PRYTHEE, 10 more pratling: 790:- me; I'll tell you all, master Brook. Since I

I'll hold: This is the third time: I hopel.pluck'd geese, play'd truant, and whipp'd top, I good luck lies in odd numbers. Away, go; they 40 knew not what 'twas to be beaten, till lately. say there is divinity in odd numbers, either in na- Follow me: I'll tell you strange things of this tivity, chance or death.—Away.

knave Ford; on whom tonight I will be reQuic. I'll provide you a chain; and I'll do what veng'd, and I will deliver bis wite into your hand. I can to get you a pair of horns. [Ex. Mírs. Quickly. - Follow: Strange things in hand, master Brook! ful. Away, I say; time wears: hold up your 45 follow.”

[Excunt. head, and inince.

Enter Ford.
How now, master Brook? Master Brook, the

Windsor Park. matter will be known to-night, or never. Be


Enter Page, Shallow, and Slender. in the Park about midnight, at Herne's oak, and 50 Page. Come, come; we'll couch i' the castleyou shall see wonders.

ditch, till we see the light of our fairies.--RememFord. Went you not to her yesterday, sir, as Her, son Slender, my daughter. you told ine you had appointed?

Slen. Ay, forsooth; I have spoke with her, and Fal. I went to her, master Brook, as you see, we have a nay-word’how to know one another. like a poor old man: but I came from her, mas-55 I come to her in white, and cry, nium ; she cries, ter Brook, like a poor old woman.

That same

budget; and by that we know one another. knave, Ford her husband, hath the finest mad der Shal. That's good too: But what needs either vil of jealousy in him, master Brook, that ever your mum, or her budget? the white will decipher governi'd frenzy. I will tell you. He beat me her well enough.-It hath sruck ten o'clock. grievously, in the shape of a woman; for in the col Page. The night is dark; light and spirits will

1 That is, the representation. 2 In the letter. 3 Eren here means as. 4 Perhaps we should read denote. As quaint signities fantastical, the meaning may be, fantastically drest in green. To mince is to walk with affected delicacy. ? That is, a watch-word.


becoine it well. Heaven prosper our sport! No Enter Irs. Ford and lírs. Fuge.
man means evil but the devil, and we shall know
him by his horns. Let's away; follow me.

Mrs. Ford. Sir John? art thou there, my dear?

my male deer? SCENE III.

Ful My doe with the black scut?-Let the sky Enter:11istressPag", lli stress Ford,and Dr.Caius.

5 rain potatoes?, let it thunder to the tune of Green Airs. Page. Master doctor, ing daughter is in

Slectes; bail kissing-cointits ', and snow eringoes; green: when you see your time, take her by the let there come a tempest of provocation, I will

shelter me here. hand, away with her to the deanery, and dispatch it quickly: Go before into the park; we two must

Mrs. ford. Mistress Page is come with me, go together

10 sweetheart. Caiits. I know vat I have to do; Adieu. [Erit.

Ful. Divide me like a bribe-buck, cachahaunch; Vírs. Page. Fare you well, sir. ily busband

I will keep my sides to myself, my shoulders for will not rejoice so much at the abuse of l'alstatt, as

the fellow of this walk ", and my horns I bequeatly he will chafe at the doctor's marrying my daugh: 15 iike Herne the hunter-Why, now is Cupid a

your husbands.

Am I woodman? ba! Speak I ter: but 'tis no matter; better a little chiding, than a great deal of heart-break.

child of conscience; he makes restitution. As I Urs. Ford. Where is Nan now, and her troop

am a true spirit, welcome! [. Voise within of fairies and the Welch devil Evans?

Jlrs. Par. Alas! what noise? lirs. Page. They are all couch'd in a pit hard

Mrs. Ford. Heaven forgive our sins! by Ilerne's oak, with obscur'd lights; which, at 20 Fal. What shall this be the very instant of Falstar's and our meeting, they

? will at once display to the night. Mrs. Ford. That cannot chuse but amaze him.

Ful. I think the devil will not have mc damn'd!'

lest the oil that is in me should set hell on tire; he
dirs. Page. li he be not amaz'd, be will be
mock’d; if he be amaz’d, he will every way be 25 never would else cross ine thus,

Enter Sir Hugh like a satur ; quickly, and others
Irs. Ford. We'll betray hin finely. [lechery, dress'd like fuiries, with tapers.
I/rs. Paige. Against such lewdsters, and their Quich. Fairies, black, grey, green, and white,
Those that betray them do no treachery.

You inoon-shine revellers, and shades of night,
A1rs. Ford. The hour draws on; To the oak, to 30 You orphan-heirs of fixed destiny,
the oak!

[Exeunt. Attend your office, and your quality.--

Crier Hobgoblin, inake the fairy o-yes. [toys.
Enter Sir Hugh Eruns, and Fairies.

Ern. Elves, list your names; 'silence, you airy Era. Trib, trib, fairies; come; and remember, Cricket, to findsor chimnies shalt thou leap : your parts: be pold, I pray you; follow ine into 35 Where fires thon tind'st unrak’d, and hearthis unthe pit; and when I give the watch-'ords, do as 1

Therepinch the maids as blue as bilberry'; [swept, pid you; Come come; trib, trib. [Ercunt.

Our radiant queen hates sluts, and sluttery. [die:

Ful. They are fairies; he, thatspeakstothem, shall

I'll winkand couch: Vomantheir worksmusteye.
Enter Falstaff with a buck's head on. 401

[Lies dozun upon his face. Fal. The Windsor bell hath struck twelve; the Era. Where's Bede? --Go

and where you minute draws on: Now, the hot-blooded gods as

find a maid, sist me!-Reinember, Jove, thou wast a bull for That, ere she slep, hath thrice her prayers said, thy Europa; love set on thy horns.-Ohpowerful, Rein up the organs of her fantasy.', love! that, in some respecis, makes a beast a man, 45 Sleep she as sound as careless iniancy: in some other, a man a beast.--You were also, Lutihose as sleep, and think not on their sins, [slins. Jupiter, a swan, for the love of Leda;-Oh, om- Pinch them, arms, legs, backs, shoulders, sides, and nipotent love! how near the god drew to the com- Quich. Alout, about; plexion of a goose! — fault done first in the form Search Windsor castle, elves, within and out: of a beast;-0 Jove, a beastly fault!—and then 50 Strew good luck, ouphes, on every sacred room; another fault in the seinblance of a fowl ;-think That it may stand till the perpetual doom, on't, Jove; a foui fault. When gods have hot In state as whulsome' as in state'tis fit; backs, what shall poor men do? For me, I am Worthy the owner, and the owner it. here a Windsor stag; and the fattest, I think, i'55 The several chairs of order look you scour the forest: Send me a cool rut-time, Jove, or who With juice of balm, and every precious slower : cau blame me to piss my tallow'? Who comes Each fair instalment cout, and several crest, here? my doe?

With loyal blazon, evermore be blest! A technical phrase spoken of bucks who grow lean after rutting-time, and may he applied to men. * Potatoes, when they were first introduced in England, were supposed to be strong provocatives.

Sugar pluns perfum'd to make the breath sweet. * That is, ior the keeper of this district. By custom, the shoulders and humbles were a perquisite of the keeper's. • The whortleberry, called hilberry in Staffordshire, and on which the Viore game feed. 6 That is, elevate her id as above sensual desires and imaginations. I holsome here signifies entire or perfect.



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And nightly, meadow-fairies, look, you sing,

Become the forest better than the town? Like to the Garter's compass, in a ring:

Ford. Now, sir, who's a cuckold now? Master The expressure that it bears, green let it be, Brook, Falstaff's a knave, a cuckoldly knave: here More fertile-fresh than all the field to see, are his horns, master Brook: And, master Brook, And Honi Soit Qui Mal y Pense, write, 5 he hath enjoy'd nothing of Ford's but his buckIn emerald tufts, flowers purple, blue, and white ; basket, his cudgel, and twenty pounds of money; Like sapphire, pearl, and rich embroidery, which must be paid to master Brook; his horses Buckled below fair knighthood's bending knee; are arrested for it, master Brook. Fairies use flowers for their charactery.".

Mrs. Ford. Sir John, we have had ill luck; we Away; disperse: But, till’tis one o'clock, 10 could never meet. I will never take you for my Our dance of custom, round about the oak love again, but I will always count you my deer. Of Herne the hunter, let us not forget. [order set: Fal. I do begin to perceive that I am made an

Era. Pray you, lock hand in hand; yourselvesin Anu twenty glow-worms shall our lanthorus be, Ford. Ay, and an ox too; both the proofs are To guide our measure round about the tree. 15 extant. But, stay; I smell a man of middle 2 earth.

Fal. And these are not fairies? I was three or Ful. Heavens defend me from that Welch fairy! four times in the thought they were not fairies: lest he transform me to a piece of cheese! [birth. and yet the guiltiness of my mind, the sudden sur

Eva. Vileworm, thou wasto'erlook'deven in thy prize of my powers, drove the grossness of the

Quic. With trial-fire touch me his finger end: 20 foppery into a receiv'd belief, in despight of the If he be chaste, the flame will back descend, teeth of all rhime and reason, that they were faiAnd turn him to no pain; but if he start,

ries. See now, how wit may be made a Jack-aIt is the flesh of a corrupted heart.

lent', when 'tis upon ill employment ! Eva. A trial, come.

Eva. Sir Jolin Falstaff, serve Got, and leave [They burn him with their tapers, and pinch him.25 your desires, and fairies will not pinse you. Cone, will this wood take fire?

Ford. Well said, fairy Hugh. Fal. Oh, oh, oh!

Eva. And leave your jealousies also, I pray you. Quic. Corrupt,corrupt, and tainted in desire !-- Ford. I will never mistrust my wife again, till About him, fairies; sing a scorntul rhime: thou art able to woo her in good English. And, as you trip, still pinch him to your time. 301. Fal. Have I lay'd my brain in the sun, and dried

Era. It is riglit; indeed, he is full of leacheries it, that it wants matter to prevent so gross o'eran:d iniquity.

reaching as this? Am I ridden with a Welch goat The SONG,

too? shall I have a coxcomb or frize op 'tis time I Fie on sinful phantasy!

were choak’d with a piece of toasted cheese. Fie on lust and lurury!!

351 Eva. Seese is not good to give putter ; your Lust is but a bloody fire",

pelly is all putter. Kindled with unchaste desire,

Fal. Seese and putter! have I liv'd to stand in Fed in heart; whose flames aspire,

the taunt of one that makes fritters of English ?As thoughts do blow them, higher and higher. this is enough to be the decay of lust and latePinch him, fuiries, mutually:

40 walking, through the realm. · Pinch him for his villainy;

Mrs. Page. Why sir John, do you think, though Pinch him, and burn him, and turn him about, we would have thrust virtue out of our hearts by Pil! candles, and star-light, and moonshine be out. the head and shoulders, and have given ourselves [During this song, they pinch him. Doctor Caius without scruple to hell, that ever the devil could

comes one way, and steals away a fairyingreen; 45 have made you our delight? Slender another way, and he lakes aruy a fairy Ford. What a hodge-pudding? a bag of fax? in rchite; and Fenton comes, and steals away Mrs. Page. A puft'd man? Afrs. Anne Page. A noise of hunting is made Page. Old, cold, wither'd, and of intolerable within. All the fuiries run away. Falstaf pulls entrails? of his buck's hea, and rises.]

501 Ford. And one that is as slanderous as Satan? Enter Page, Ford, &c. They lay hold on him. Page. And as poor as Job? Page. Nay, do not fly: I think, we havewatch'd Ford. And as wicked as his wife? you now;

Era. And given to fornications, and to taverns, W'ill none but Herne the hunter serve your turn ? and sacks, and wines, and metheglins, and to Mrs. Page. I pray you come; hold up the jest|55 drinkings, and swearings, and starings, pribbles no higher:

and prabbles? Now, good sir John, how like you Windsor wives? Fal. Well, I am your theme; you have the See you these, husband? do not these fair yoaks, Istart of me; I am dejected; I am not able to an

Or the matter with which they make letters. 2 Spirits being supposed to inhabit the ætherial regions, and fairies to dwell under ground, men therefore are in a middle station. Luxury here signifies incontinence. * That is, the fire in the blood. 5 A Jack o' Lent was a puppet thrown at in Lent, like Shrove-tide cocks. • That is, a fool's cap made out of Welch cloth.




that money

swer the Welch flannel"; ignorance itself is a zen'd; I ha’ married un garcon, a boy; unpaisan, plummet o'er me?: use me as you will. by gar, a boy; it is not Anne Page: by gar, I am

Ford. Marry, sir, we'll bring you to Windsor, cozen'd. to one master Brook, that you cozened of money, Mrs. Page. Why, did you not take her in to whom you should have been a pandar: over| 5 green? and above that you have suffer'd, I think, torepay Caius. Ay, be gar, and 'tis a boy: be gar, I'll will be a biting affliction. [amends: raise all Windsor.

[Exit Caius. Mrs. Fora. Nay, husband, let that go to make Ford. This is strange: Who hath got the right Forgive that sum, and so we'll all be friends. Anne?

Ford. Well, here's my hand; all's forgiven atlast. 10 Page. My heart misgives memHere comes

Page. Yet be cheerful, knight: thou shalt eat master Fenton. a posset to-night at my house; where I will desire

Enter Fenton and Anne Page. thee to laugh at my wife, that now laughs at How now, master Fenton ? thee: Tell her, master Slender hath married her Anne. Pardon, good father! good my mother, daughter.


pardon! Mrs. Page. Doctors doubt that; if Anne Page Page. Now, mistress, how chance you went not be iny daughter, she is, by this, doctor Caius' wife. with master Slender?

[Aside. Mrs. Page. Why went you not with master Enter Slender,

doctor, maid? Slen. Whoo, ho! ho! father Page!

20 Fent. You do ainaze her: Hear the truth of it. Page. Son! how now? how now, son? have You would have married her most shamefully, you dispatch'd?

Where there was no proportion held in love. Slen. Dispatch'd! I'll make the best in Glo- The truth is, She and I, long since contracted, cestershire know on't; would I were hang’d, la, Are now so sure, that nothing can dissolve us. else.

25 The offence is holy, that she hath committed: Page. Of what, son?

And this deceit loses the name of craft, Slen. I came yonder at Eaton to marry mistress Of disobedience, or unduteous title: Anne Page, and she's a great lubberly boy: If it Since therein she doth evitate and shun had not been i' the church, I would have swing'd A thousand irreligious cursed hours, (her. him, or he should have swing'd me. If I did not/30 Which forced marriage would have brought upon think it had been Anne Page, would I might never Ford. Stand not amaz'd: here is no remedy:stir, and’tis a post-master's boy.

In love, the heavens themselves do guide the state; Puge. Upon my life then you took the wrong. Money buys lands, and wives are sold by fate.

Slen. What need you tell ine that? I think so, Fal. I am glad, though you have ta’en a special when I took a boy for a girl: If I had been mar-135 stand to strike at me, that your arrow hath glanc’d. ried to him, for all he was in woman's apparel, I Page. Well, what remedy? Fenton, heaven would not have had him.

give thee joy! Page. Why, this is your own foliy: Did not 1 What cannot be eschew'd, must be embrac'd. tell you, how you should know my daughter by Era. I will dance and eat plums at your wedding. her garnents?

40 Fal. When night-dogs run, all sorts of deer are Slen. I went to her in white, and cry'd mum,

chacd. and she cry'd budget, as Anne and I had appointed; Mrs. Puge. Well, I willinuse no further:-Master and yet it was not Anne, but a post-master's boy.

Fenton, Eča. Jeshu! Master Slender, cannot you see Heaven give you many, many merry days !but marry poys?

45 Good husband, let us every one go hone, Page. O, I am vex'd at heart: What shall I do? And laugh this sport o'er by a country tire; Mrs. Page. Good George, be not angry; I knew Sir John and all. of your purpose; turn'd my daughter inio green; Ford. Let it be so: Sir John, and, indeed, she is now with the doctor at the To master Brook you yet shall hold your word; deanery, and there married.

50 For he, to-night, shall İye with mistress Ford. Enter Caius.

[Exeunt omnes. Caius. Vere is mistress Page? By gar I am co

· Flannel was originally the manufacture of Wales. · On the meaning of this difficult passage commentators are greatly divided. Dr. Farmer's conjecture, that we should read, " Ignorance itselt is a planet o er me," appears to be the most intelligible.


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