and when I give the watch-'ords, do as 1 pid you : come, come; trib, trib.

[Exeunt.

Enter Falftaff, with a Buck's head on. Fal. The Windfor bell hath ftruck twelve, the minute draws on; now the h t-blooded Gods affift met Remember, fove, thou waft a bull for thy Europa, love fet on thy horns. Oh powerful love! that, in fomet refpects, makes a beast a man; in fome other, a man a beaft: You were alío, Jupiter, a fwan, for the love of Leda: oh. omnipotent love! how near the God drew to the complexion of a goofe? A fault done firft in the form of a beast,-O Jove, a beaftly fault; and then another fault in the femblance of a fowl:. think on't, Jove, a foul fault. When Gods have hot backs, what fhall poor men do for me, I am here a Windfor ftag, and the fatteft, I think, i' th' foreft. Send me a cool rut-time, Jove, or who can blame me to pifs my tallow ? who comes here? my doe?

Enter Miftrefs Ford and Mistress Page.

Mrs. Ford. Sir John? art thou there, my deer? my male-deer?

Fal. My doe with the black feut? let the fky rain potatoes; let it thunder to the tune of Green-Sleeves ; hail kiffing-comfits, and fnow erin goes; let there come a tempeft of provocation, I will shelter me here.

Mrs. Ford. Mitreis Page is come with me, fweet heart. Fal. (28) Divide me like a bribe-buck, each a haunch; I will keep my fides to myself, my fhoulders for the fellow of this walk, and my horns I bequeath your husbands. Am I a woodman, ha? Speak I like Herne the hunter? why, now is Cupid a child of confcience, he makes reftitution. As I am a true fpirit, welcome! [Noife within

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(28) Divide me like a brib'd-buck,] Thus all the old copies, miftakingly It must be, bribe-buck; i. e..a buck fent for a bribe. I made the correction in my SHAKESPEARE Reftor'd; and Mr. Pope has reform'd the paflage by it, in his last edition.

Mrs. Page. A'as! what noife?

Mr. Ferd. Heav'n forgive our fins!
Fl. What should this be?

Mrs. Ford. Mrs. Page. Away, away.

[The women run cat Fal. I think, the devil will not have me damn'd, left the oil that is in me thould fet, hell on fire; he never would elfe crois me thus

Enter Sir Hugh like a Satyr; Quickly, and others, drest like Fairies, with Tapers.

Qute. Fairies, black, grey, green, and white, You moon-thine Levellers, and fhades of night, You oughen-heirs of fixed destiny, (29),. Attend your office, and your quality. Crier hobgoblin, make the faily o-yes. Eva, Elves, lift your names; Glence, you alry toys. Crickt, to Windar chimney's fhalt thou leap: Where fires thou find'st unrak'd, and hearths unfwept, There pinch the maids as blew as bilberry. Our radiant Quen hates flats and fluttery.

Fal. They're rainies; he,that fpeaks to them, fhall die. I'll wink and couch; no man their works mul

eye.

Lies down upon his face. Eva. Where's Pede? go you,and where you find a maid, That, ere the fleep, hath thrice her prayers faid, Raife up the organs of her fantasy;

Sleep the as found as carelefs infancy;

But thofe, that fleep, and think not on their fins, Pinch them, arms, legs, backs, fhoulders, fides and thins.

(29) You orphan'sbeirs of] Why, orphan hairs.2 Deftiny to which they w'd their original, and to whom they were heirs, was reg ing being fure: therefore they could not be call'd orphans. Doubtlefs, the Poet wrote;

You ouphen-beirs of fixed defliny.

i. e. You dues, that fucceed to, and minifter in, fome of the works of definy. They are call'd both bofore and after, in this play, uths; here, cuphing for en is either the Saxon termination of plural nours; the word itfelf being from the Saxo damones of the termination of an adjective, as wooden, woollon, golden, brazèn, &c.

Alpenne, lamiæ, form'd froni a noen zat 6756 3Mr. WAIFLURBIRDS

Quic. About, about;

Search Windfor caftle, elves, within and out.
Strew good luck, ouphes, on every facred room,
That it may ftand 'till the perpetual doom,
In ftate as wholefome, as in ftate 'tis fit;

Worthy y the owner, as the owner it (30).
The feveral chairs of order look you fcour,
With juice of balm and ev'ry precious flow'r;
Each fair inftalment-coat and fev'ral creft,
With loyal blazon evermore be bleft!
And nightly-meadow-fairies, look, you fing,
Like to the Garter-compafs, in a ring:
Th' expreffure that it bears, green let it be;
More fertile-fresh than all the field to fee;
And, Hony foit qui mal y penfe write,

In emrold-tuffs, flow'rs purple, blue and white,
Like faphire, pearl, and rich embroidery,

Buckled below fair Knight-hood's bending knee;
Fairies ufe flow'rs for their charactery.
Away, difperfe; but, 'till 'tis one o'clock;
Our dance of custom round about the oak
Of Herne, the hunter, let us not forget.

Eva. Pray you, lock hand in hand, yourfelves"
order fet:

And twenty glow-worms fhall our lanthorns be,
To guide our measure round about the tree.
But stay, I fmell a man of middle earth.

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Fal. Heav'ns defend me from that Welch fairy, left be transform me to a piece of cheese!

Eva. Vild worm, thou waft o'er-look'dev'n'in thybirth, Quic. With trial-fire touch me his finger-end ;( (es) If he be chafte, the flame will back defcend, And turn him to no pain; but if he start, It is the flesh, of a corrupted heart.

(30) and the owner it] And cannot be the true reading, both because the grammar of the fentence will not allow it, and his court to Queen Elizabeth directs to another reading;

- as the owner it.

for, fure, he would not with a thing, which his complaifance and address must fuppofe actually was; viz. the worth of the owner.

Mr. Warburton

Eva..

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Eva, Arial, come ——

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[They burn bim swith their tapers, and pinch birt Come, will this wood take fire è

Fal. Oh, oh, oh!

Quic Corrupt, corrupt, and tainted in defire About him, fairies, ing a fcornful rhyme vo And as your trip, ftill pinch him to your time. Leyond Eva. (3) It is right, indeed, he is full of lecheries and iniquity.

The SON G.

Fy on finful phantafy:

Fy on luft and luxury; 250)

Luft is but a bloody fire, 01 15 cob 1 Ja Danza Kindled with unchafte defrey Duz.VA Anà Boot to Bed in heart whofe flames afpire,) DAA 11 29 As thoughts do blow them higher and higher ven to Pinch him, fairies, mutually; to ang gás 59 Pinch him for his villaing: 501-270th pr9WOC Pinch him, and burn him, and turn him about, 97

Till candles, and ftar-light, and moon-fhine be out. mypique ill egy

(32) During this fong, they pinch him. Docton Caius comes one way, and fieals away a boy in greens Slender, another way, and he takes away a boy in white; and Fenton comes, and steals away Mrs. Ann Page. aaA¡ noise of hunting is made within. All the Fairies run away. Falftaff pulls off bis Buck's head, and rijesh ban azt 243 21 å gi va bisi l'ev£H ASA Wyng of 191157 2106W 11 38d1

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Bad Enter Page, Ford, &c. They ley hold on him, szids Page. Nay, do not fly; think, we've watchtyounow; Will none but Herne the hunter ferve your turnd 99919 Mrs. Page. I pray you, come; hold up the jeft no higher. Now, good Sir John, how like you Windfor wives?

(31) Eva. It is right, indeed:] This short fpeech, which is very much in character for Six. Hugh, I have inferted from the old Quarto. (32) During this fong,] This direction I thought proper to infert Prom m the old Quartos, as it is neceffary to explain what is in action on she Scene: and on which a part of the cusaffron be of the fable depends.