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shamed: and, methinks, there would be no period to Disguised like Herne, with huge horns on his head. the iest, should he not be publicly shamed.

Page. Well, let it not be doubted but he'll come, Mrs. Page. Come, to the forge with it then, shape And in this shape: When you have brought him thither, it: I would not have things cool. [Exeunt. || What shall be done with him ? what is your plot ? SCENE III.- A Room in the Garler Inn.

Mrs. Page. That likewise have we thought upon, Enter

and thus :Host and Bardolph. Bard. Sir, the Germans desire to have three of your

Nan Page my daughter, and my little son, korses: the duke himself will be to-morrow at court,

And three or four more of their growth, we'll dress and they are going to meet him.

Like urchins, ouphes, and fairies, green and white, Host. What duke should that be, comes so secretly? And rattles in their hands ; upon a sudden,

With rounds of waxen tapers on their heads, I hear not of him in the court : Let me speak with the

As Falstaff, she, and I, are newly met, gentlemen ; they speak English?

Let them from forth a saw-pit rush at once Bard. Ay, sir ; I'll call them to you.

With some diffused song ; upon their sight, Host. They shall have my horses; but I'll make

We two in great amazedness will fly: them pay, r'll sauce them: They have had my houses a week at command ; I have turned away my other | And, fairy-like, to pinch the unclean knight ;

Then let them all encircle him about, guests : they must come off ; I'll sauce them: Come.

And ask him, why, that hour of fairy revel, [Exeunt.

In their so sacred paths he dares to trend, SCENE 1V.--A room in Ford's house. Enter Page,

In shape profane ?

Mrs. Ford Ford, Mrs. Page, Mrs. Ford, and Sir Hugh Evans.

And, till he tell the truth,

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

Mrs. Page.

The truth being known, Page. And did he send you both these letters at an We'll all present ourselves ; dis-horn the spirit, instant ?

And mock him home to Windsor. Mrs. Page. Within a quarter of an hour.

Ford,

The children must Ford. Pardon me, wife: Henceforth do what thou Be practisd well to this, or they'll ne'er do't.

Evo. I will teach the children their behaviours; and I rather will suspect the sun with cold,

I will be like a jack-an-apes also, to burn the knight Than thee withi wantonness: now doth thy honour

with my taber. stand,

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

vizards. As firm as faith.

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

fairies, Be not as extreme in submission,

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

Page. That silk will I go buy ;-and in that time But let our plot go forward : let our wives

Shall master Slender steal my Nan away. [Aride. Yet once again, to make us public sport,

And marry her at Eton-Go, send to Falstaff straight. Appoint a meeting with this old fat fellow,

Ford. Nay, I'll to him again in name of Brook : Where we may take him, and disgrace him for it.

He'll tell me all his purpose : sure, he'll come. Ford. There is no better way than that they spoke of.

Mrs. Page. Fear not you that: go get us properties, Page. How ! to send him word they'll meet him in

And tricking for our fairies the park at midnight ! fie, fie ; he'll never come.

Eva. Let us about it: It is admirable pleasures, and Eva. You say, he has been thrown into the rivers ; | fery honest knaveries. (Exe. Page, Ford, and Evans. and has been grievously peaten, as an old 'oman : me

Mrs. Page. Go, mistress Ford, thinks, there should be terrors in him, that he should

Send Quickly to sir John, to know his mind. not come ; methinks, his flesh is punished, he shall

[Exit Mrs. Ford have no desires.

I'll to the doctor ; he hath my good will, Page. So think I too.

And none but he, to marry with Nan Page. Mrs. Ford. Devise but how you'll use him when he

That Slender, though well landed, is an idiot ; comes,

And he my husband best of all affects : And let us two devise to bring him thither.

The doctor is well money'd, and his friends Mrs. Page. There is an old tale goes, that Herne the

Potent at court; he, none but he, shall have her, hunter,

Though twenty thousand worthier come to crave her. Sometime a keeper here in Windsor forest,

[Exit. Doth all the winter-time, at still midnight,

SCENE V.- A Room in the Garter Inn. Enter Host Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'd horns ;

and Simple. And there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle ; And makes milch-kine yield blood, and shakes a chain Host. What wouldst thou have, boor? what, thick. In a most hideous and dreadful mamer :

skin ? speak, breathe, discuss; brief, short, quick You've heard of such a spirit ; and well you know, snap. 'The superstitious idle-headed eld

Sim. Marry, sir, I come to speak with sir John FalReceived, and did deliver to our age,

staff from master Slender. This tale of Herne the hunter for a truth.

Host. There's his chamber, his house, his castle, his Page. Why, yet there want not marly, that do fear standing bed, and truckle-bed; 'tis painted about with In deep of night to walk by this Herne's oak: the story of the prodigal, fresh and new: Go, knock, But what of this ?

and call; he'll speak like an Anthropophaginian unto Mrs. Ford. Marry, this is our device;

thee :-Knock, I say. That Falstaff'at that oak shall meet with us,

Sim. There's an old woman, a fat woman, gone ur

izto his chamber: I'll be so bold as stay, sir, till she ey. I tell you for good-will, look you : you are wise, mr down: I come to speak with her, indeed. and full of gibes, and vlouting-stogs; and 'tis uot con

Hart. Ha! a fat woman! the knight may be rob- | venient you should be cozened : Fare you well. [Ex. bed: I'll call.-Bully knight! bully sir John! speak

Enter Doctor Caius. frua thy lungs military: Art thou there? it is thine bast, thine Ephesian, calls.!

Caius. Vere is mine Host de Jarterre: Fel. [Above.] How now, mine host?

Host. Here, master doctor, in perplexity, and doubt

ful dilemma. Hart. Here's a Bohemian-Tartar, tarries the coming

Caius. I cannot tell vat is dat : But it is tell-a me, down of thy fat woman : Lét her descend, bully, lot her descend; my chambers are honourable : Fie! pri- dat you make grand preparation for a duke de Jarma. vaey! fie!

ny: by my trot, dere is no duke, dat de court is know Enter Falstaff.

to come: I tell you for good vill: adieu. [E.xit.

Host. Hue and cry, villain, go:-assist me, knight ; Fel. There was, mine host, an old fat woman even now with me; but she's gone.

I am undone:-fly, run, hue and ery, villain! I am undone!

[E.reunt Host and Bard. Sirs. Pray you, sir, was't not the wise woman of

Fal. I would, all the world might be cozened; for I Brentfand?

have been cozened, and benten too. If it should come Fet. Aj, marry, was it, muscle-shell: what would

to the ear of the court, how I have been transformed, you with her?

and how my transformation hath been washed and Sim. My master, sir, my master Slender, sent to her, cudgelled, they would melt me out of my fat, drop by seeing her go through the streets, to know, sir, wheth er eine Nym, sir, that beguiled him of a chain, had the drop, and liquor fishermen's boots with me; I warhin, r no.

rant, they would whip me with their fine wits, till L. Fol. I spake with the old woman about it.

was as crest-fallen as a dried pear. I never prospered Sim. And what says she, I pray, sir?

since I forswore myself at primero. Well, if my wind Fal. Marry, sbe says, that the very same man that

were but long enough to say my prayers, I would re

pent. beguiled master Slender of his chain, cozened him of

Enter Mrs. Quiekly. Sim. I sould, I could have spoken with the woman

Now! whence come you? herself: I had other things to have spoken with her

Quic. From the two parties, forsooth. tos, from him.

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

er, and so they shall be both bestowed ! I have suffers Hest. Ay, come; quick.

ed more for their sakes, more, than the villanous inSim. I may not conceal them, sir.

constancy of man's disposition is able to bear. Fal. Conoral them, or thou dy'st.

Quic. And have not they suffered? Yes, I warant ; Sim. Why, sir, they were nothing but about mis | speciously one of them; mistress Ford, good heart, tress Anne Page ; to know, if it were my master's beaten black and blue, that you cannot sce a white fortune to have her, or no.

spot about her. Fal. "Tis, 'tis his fortune.

Fal. What tellst thou me of black and blue? I was Sim. What, sir?

beaten myself into all the colours of the rainbow; and Pd. To bave her,-or no: Go; say, the woman told I was like to be apprehended for the witch of Brent

ford; but that my admirable dexterity of wit, my counSim. May I be so bold to say so, sir?

terfeiting the action of an old woman, deliver'd me, Fal. Ay, sir Tike; who more bold?

the knave constable had set me i' the stocks, i' the Sim. I thank your worship: I shall make my mas

common stocks, for a witch. ter glad with these tidings.

[Exit Sin. Quic. Sir, let me speak with you in your chamber : Hout. Thou art clerkly, thou art clerkly, sir John: you shall hear how things go ; and, I warrant, to your Was there a wise woman with thee?

content. Here is a letter will say somewhat. Good Fe. Ay, that there was, mine host; one, that hath hearts, what ado here is to bring you together! Sure, tanght me more wit than ever I learned before in my one of you does not serve heaven well, that you are so life: and I paid nothing for it neither, but was paid cross'd. for by learning.

Fal. Come up into my chamber. [Exeunt. Enter Bardolph.

SCENE. VI.- Another Room in the Garter Inn. EnBard. Out, alas, sir! cozenage! meer cozenage !

ter Fenton and Host. Host. Where be my horses? speak well of them, Host. Master Fenton, talk not to me; my mind is carlette

heavy, I will give over all. Berd. Run away with the cozeners : for so soon as Fent. Yet hear me speak: Assist me in my purpose, I earne beyond Eton, they threw me off, from behind

And, as I am a gentleman, I'll give thee one of them, in a slough of mire; and set spurs, and A hundred pound in gold, more than your loss. away, like three German devils, three doctor Faus Host. I will hear you, master Fenton; and I will, at

the least, keep your counsel. Hort. They are gone but to meet the duke, villain : Fent. From time to time I have acquainted you do not say, they be fled; Germans are honest men.

With the dear love I bear to fair Anne Page;
Enter Sir Hugh Evans.

Who, mutually, hath answer'd my affection
Eta. Where is mine host ?

(So far forth as herself might be her chooser,) Hort. What is the matter, sir?

Even to my wish: I have a letter from her Eve. Have a care of your entertainments : there is of such contents as you will wonder at; a friend o' mine come to town, tells me, there is three | The mirth whereof's so larded with my matter, Eszen germans, that has cozened all the hosts of Read | That neither, singly, can be manifested, ingy, of Maidenhead, of Colebrook, of horses and mon- | Without the show of both ; wherein fat Falstaff

Hath a great scene: the image of the jest

[Showing the letter. I'll show you here at large. Hark, good mine host : To-night at Herne's oak, just 'twixt twelve and

one, Must my sweet Nan present the fairy queen ; The purpose why, is here; in which disguise, While other jests are something rank on foot, Her father hath commanded her to slip Away with Slender, and with him at Eton Immediately to marry: she liath consented :Now, sir, Her mother, even strong against that match, And firm for doctor Caius, hath appointed That he shall likewise shuffle her away, While other sports are tasking of their minds, And at the deanery, where a priest attends, Straight marry her : to this her mother's plot She, seemingly obedient, likewise hath Made promise to the doctor ;-Now, thus it rests: Her fathrer means she shall be all in white; And in that habit, when Slender sees his time To take her by the hand, and bid her go, She shall go with him:-her mother hath intended, The better to denote her to the doctor, (For they must all be mask'd and vizarled,) That, quaint in green, she shall be loox enrob'd, With ribbands pendant, faring 'bout her head; "And when the doctor spies his 'vantage ripe, To pinch her by the hand, and, on that token, The maid hath given consent to go with him.

Host. Which means she to deceive? father or nother?

Fent. Both, my good bost, to go along with me:
And here it rests,--that you'll procure the vicar
To stay for me at church, 'twixt twelve and one,
And, in the lawful name of marrying,
To give our hearts united ceremony.

Host. Well, husband your device; I'll to the vicar : Bring you the maid, you shall not lack a priesto

Fent. So shall I everniore be bound to thee; Besides, I'll make a present recompense. [Excunt.

also, life is a shutile. I am in haste; go alung with me; I'll tell you all, master Brook. Since I plucked geese, played truant, and whipped top, I knew not what it was to be beaten, till lately. Follow me: I'll tell you strange things of this knave Ford; on whom to-night I will be revenged, and I will deliver his wife into your hand. Follow :-Strange things in hand, master Brook! follow.

[Exeunt. SCENE II.-Windsor Park. Enter Page, Shallow,

and Slender. Page. Come, come; we'll couch i' the castle-diteh, till we see the light of our fairies. -Remember, son Slender, my daughter.

Slen. Ay, forsooth; I have spoke with her, and we have a nay-word, how to know one another. I come to her in white, and cry, mum; she cries, oudget ; and by that we know one another.

Shal. That's good too: but what needs either your mum, or her budget? the white will decipher her well enough.-It bath struck ten o'clock.

Page. The night is dark; light and spirits will be come it well. Heaven prosper our sport! No man means evil but the devil, and we shall know him by his horns. Let's away; follow me. [Ereunt. SCENE III.- A Street in Windsor. Enter Mrs. Page,

Mrs. Ford, and Caius. Mrs. Page. Master doctor, my daughter is in green: when you se your time, take her by the hand, away with her to the deanery, and despatch it quickly: Go before into the park; we two must go together.

Cnius. I know vat I have to do ; Avlieu. [E.rit.

Mrs. Page. Fare you well, sir.-My husband will not rejoice so much at the abuse of Falstaft, as he will chafe at the doctor's martying my daughter: but 'tis no matter: better a little chiding, than a great deal of heart-break.

Mrs. Ford. Where is Nan now, and her troop of fairies ? and the Welch devil, Hugh ?

Mrs. Pege. They are all couched in a pit, lard by Herue's oak, with obscured lights; which, at the very instant of Falstafl''s and our meeting, they will at once display to the night.

Mrs. Ford. That cannot choose but amaze him.

Mrs. Page. If he be not amazed, he will be mock. cd; if he be amazed, he will every way be mocked.

Mrs. Ford. We'll betray him finely,
Mrs. Page. Against such lewdsters, and their lech-

ery,
Those that betray them do no treachery.

Mrs. Ford. The hour draws on: To the oak, to the oak.

(Eseun. SCENE IV.-Windsor park. Enter Sir Hugh E

vans, and Fairics. Eva. Trib, trib, fairies; come; and remember your parts: be pold, I pray you; follow me into the pit ; and when I give the watch-ords, do as I pid you : Come, come; trib, trib.

[Exeunt. SCENE V.- Another Part of the Park. Enter Fal

staff disguised, with a buck's head on. Fal. The Windsor bell bath struck twelve ; the min. ute draws on: Now, the hot-blooded gods assist me :Remember, Jove, thou wast a bull for thy Europa ; love set on thy horns.--0) powerful love! that, in some respects, makes a beast a man ; in some other, a man a bast.--You were also, Jupiter, a swan, for the love of Lcda ;-0, omnipotent love! how near the god drew to the complexion of a goose ?-A fault dove first in the form of a beast :-( Jove, a beastly fault! and then another fault in the semblance of a fowl; think

ACT V.

SCENE I.-A Room in the Garter Inn. Enter Fal

staff, and Mrs. Quickly.

Falstaff PRÄYTHEE, no more prattling ;-go.-I'll hold :This is the third time; I hope good luck lies in odd numbers. Away, go; they say, there is divinity in odd numbers, either in nativity, chance, or death.Away.

Quic. I'll provide you a chain; and I'll do what I can to get you a pair of horns. (Exit Mrs. Quickly.

Fal. Away, I say; time wears: hold up your head, and mirce.

Entcr Ford. Tow now, master Brook? Master Brook, the matter will be known tonight, or never. Be you in the park about midnight, at Heide's oak, and you shall see wonders.

Ford. Went you not to her yesterday, sir, as you told me you had appointed?

al. I went to her, master Brook, as you see, like a poor old man; but I came from her, master Brvok, like a poor okl woman. That saine knave, Ford her husband, hath the finest mad devil of jealousy in him, master Brook, that ever governed frenzy. I will tell you.—He beat me grievously, in the shape of a woinan; for in the shape of man, master Brooks, I ftar put Goliath with a weaver's beam ; because I know

m't, Jove; a foul fault. When gods have hot backs, And, Hony soit qui mal y pense, write,
what shall poor men do? For me, I am here a Wind- || In emerald tufts, flowers purple, blue, and white;
stag; and the fattest, I think, i' the forest : Send Like sapphire, pearl, and rich embroidery,
18e a cool rutsime, Jove, or who can blame me to piss | Buckled below fair knight-hood's bending knee;
sy tallow? Who comes here? my doe?

Fairies use flowers for their charactery.
Enter Mrs. Ford and Mrs. Page.

Away; disperse: But, till 'tis one o'clock, Mra Ford. Sir John? art thou there, my deer? my | Our dance of custom, round about the vak male deer?

Of Herne the hunter, let us not forget. FEL My doe with the black seut ?-Let the sky rain Evc. Pray you, lock hand in hand; yourselves in potatoes ; let it thunder to the tune of Green Sleeves ; order set : bail kissing-comfits, and snow eringoés; let there come And twenty glow-worms shall our lanterns be, a tempest of provoeation, I will shelter me here. To guide our measure round about the tree.

[Embracing her. But, stay; I smell a man of middle earth. Mrs. Ford. Mistress Page is come with me, sweet.

Fal. Heavens defend me from that Welch fairy ! heart.

lest he transform me to a piece of cheese! [birth. Fel. Divide me like a bribe-buck, each a haunch: I

Pist. Vile worm, thou wast o'er-look'd even in thy will keep my sides to myself, my shoulders for the fel Quic. With trial-fire touch me his fingerend: kw of this walk, and my horns I bequeath to your

If he be chaste, the flame will back descend, husbands. Am I a woodman ? ha! Speak I like Herne And turn hita to no pain ; but if he start, the hunter? Why, now is Cupid a child of conscience ; . It is the flesh of a corrupted heart. be makes restitution. As I am a true spirit, wel Pist. A trial, come.

[Noise within.

[They burn him with their tapers. Mrs. Page. Alas! what noise?

Eva. Come, will this wood take fire. Mrs. Ferd. Heaven forgive our sins !

Fal. Oh, oh, oh! Fel. What should this be?

Quic. Corrupt, corrupt, and cainted in desire ! Mirse Ferd. Mrs. Page. Away, away. (They run off. | About him, fairies; sing a scornful rhyme:

Fol. I think the devil will not have me damned, lest | And, as you trip, still pinch him to your time. the oil that is in me should set hell on fire: he would

Eva. It is right; indeed, he is full of lecheries and berer else cross me thus.

iniquity. Enter Sir Hugh Evans, like a satyr; Mrs. Quickly,

SONG. and Pistol ; Anne Page, as the Fairy Queen, attend

Fie on sinful phantasy! ed by her Brother and others, dressed like Fairies,

Fie on lust and luxury! with waxen tapers on their heads.

Lust is but a bloody fire,

Kindled with unchaste desire, Quic. Fairies, black, grey, green, and white,

Fed in heart ; whose flames aspire, You mcon-shine revellers, and shades of night,

As thoughts do blow them, higher and higher. You orphan-heirs of fixed destiny,

Pinch him, fairies, mutually ; Atrend your office, and your quality.

Pinch him for his villany; Crier Hobgoblin, make the fairy 0-yes.

Pinch him, and burn him, and turn him about, Pist. Elves, list your names;-silence, you airy toys.

Till candles, and star-light, and moon-shine be out. Cricket, to Windsor chimneys shalt thou leap: Where fires thou find'st unrak'd, and hearths unswepts

During this song, the Fairies pinch Falstaff. Dr. Caj. There pinch the maids as blue as bilberty:

us comes one way, and steals away a Fairy in green;

Slender another way, and takes off a Fairy in white; Our radiant queen hates sluts, and sluttery.

and Fenton comes, and steals away Mrs. Anne Fal. They are fairies: he, that speaks to them, shall

Page. A noise of hunting is made within. All the die:

Fairies run away. Falstaff pulls off his buck's head, 11 wink and couch: No man their works must eye.

and rises. [Lies down upon his fact. Ex. Where's Pede ?-Go you, and where you find Enter Page, Ford, Mrs. Page, and Mrs. Ford. They a maid,

lay hold on him. That, ere she sleep, has thrice her prayers said, Page, Nay, do not fly: I think, we have watch'd Raise up the organs of her fantasy;

you now: Sleep she as soon as careless infancy;

Will none but Herne the hunter serve your turn? But those as sleep, and think not on their sins,

Mrs. Page. I pray you, come; hold up the jest no Pisch them, arnis, legs, backs, shoulders, sides, and higher : shins.

Now, good sir John, how like you Windsor wives? Quic. About, about;

-See you these, husband? do not these fair yokes Search Windsor castle, elves, within and out: Become the forest better than the town? Stres good luck, ouphes, on every sacred room; Ford. Now, sir, who's a cuckold now ?Master That it may stand till the perpetual doom,

Brook, Falstaff's a knave, a cuckoldly knave; here In state as wholesome, as in state 'tis fit;

are his horns, master Brook: And, master Brook, be Worthy the owner, and the owner it.

hath enjoyed nothing of Ford's but his buck-lasket, The several chairs of order look you scour

his cudgel, and twenty pounds of money ; which must With juice of balm, and every precious flower: be paid to master Brook; his horses are arrested for it, Each fair instalment, coat, and several crest,

master Brook. With royal blazoni, evermore be blest !

Mrs. Ford. Sir John, we have had ill luck; we Asl nightly, meadow-fairies, look, you sing,

could never meet. I will never take you for my love Like to the Garter's compass, in a ring :

again, but I will always count you my deer. The expressure that it bears, green let it be,

Fal. I do begin to perceive that I am made an ass. More feruile-fresh than all the field to see;

Ford. Ay, and an ox too ; both the proofs are extant.

Ial. And these are not fairies? I was three or four Page. Upon my life, then, you took the wrong. times in the thought, they were not fairies; and yet Slen. What need you tell me that? I think so, when the guiltiness of my mind, the sudden surprise of my I took a boy for a girl: If I had been married to him, powers, drove the grossness of the foppery into a re for all he was in woman's apparel, I would not have ceived belief, in despite of the teeth of all rhyme and had him. reason, that they were fairies. See now, how wit may Page. Why, this is your own folly. Did not I tell be made a jack-a-lent, when 'tis upon ill employment! you, how you should know my daughter by her gar.

Eva. Sir John Falstaff, serve Got, and leave your ments ? desires, and fairies will not pinse you.

Slen. I went to her in white, and cry'd mum, and Ford. Well said, fairy Hugh.

she cry'd budget, as Anne and I had appointed ; and Eva. And leave your jealousies too, I pray you, yet it was not Anne, but a post-master's boy.

Ford. I will never mistrust my wife again, till thou Eva. Jeshu! Master Slender, cannot you see but art able to woo her in good English.

marry poys? Fal. Have I laid my brain in the sun, and dried it, Page. O, I am vered at heart: What shall I do? that it wants matter to prevent so gross o'er-reaching, Mrs. Page. Good George, be not angry: I knew of as tnis? Am I ridden with a Welch goat too? Shall

your purpose ; turned my daughter into green; and, I have a coxcomb of frize? 'tis time I were choaked indeed, she is now with the doctor at the deanery, and with a piece of toasted cheese.

there married. Eva. Seese is not good to give putter; your pelly

Enter Caius. is all putter.

Caius. Vere is mistress Page? By gar, I am cozen. Fal. Seese and putter! have I lived to stand at the

ed; I ha' married un garcon, a boy; un paisan, by taunt of one that makes fritters of English? This is enough to be the decay of lust and late-walking, gar, a boy ; it is not Anne Page: by gar, I am coz

ened. through the realm.

Mrs. Page. Why, did you take her in green? Mrs. Page. Why, sir John, do you think, though we

Caius. Ay, be gar, and 'tis a boy: be gar, I'll raise would have thrust virtue out of our hearts, by the head

all Windsor. and shoulders, and have given ourselves without scru

[Exit Caius.

Ford. This is strange: Who hath got the right ple to hell, that ever the devil could have made you

Anne? our delight? Ford. What, a hodge-pudding? a bag of flax?

Page. My heart misgives me : Here comes master

Fenton.
Mrs. Page. A puffed man?
Page. Old, cold, withered, and of intolerable entrails ?

Enter Fenton and Anne Page.
Ford. And one that is as slanderous as Satan? How now, master Fenton ?
Page. And as poor as Job ?

Ann. Pardon, good father! good my mother, parFord. And as wicked as his wife?

don! Eva. And given to fornications, and to taverns, and Page. Now, mistress ? how chance you went not sack, and wine, and metheglins, and to drinkings, and with master Slender? swearings, and starings, pribbles, and prabbles? Mrs. Page. Why went you not with master doctor,

Fal. Well, I am your theme: you have the start of maid? me; I am dejected; I am not able to answer the Fent. You do amaze her: Hear the truth of it. Welch flannel : ignorance itself is a plummet o'er me: You would have married her most shamefully, use me as you will.

Where there was no proportion held in love. Ford. Marry, sir, we'll bring you to Windsor, to one The truth is, she and I, long since contracted, master Brook, that you have cozened of money, to Are now so sure, that nothing can dissolve us. whom you should have been a pander: over and above The offence is holy, that she hath committed : that you have suffered, I think, to repay that money And this deceit loses the name of craft, will be a biting affliction.

Of disobedience, or unduteous title; Mrs. Ford. Nay, husband, let that go to make a Since therein she doth evitate and shun mends:

A thousand irreligious cursed hours, Forgive that sum, and so we'll all be friends.

Which forced marriage would have brought upon her. Ford. Well, here's my hand; all's forgiven at last. Ford. Stand not amaz'd: here is no remedy :

Page. Yet be cheerful, knight: thou shalt eat a pos In love, the heavens themselves do guide the state; set to night at my house ; where I will desire thee to Money buys lands, and wives are sold by fate. laugh at my wife, that now laughs at thee : Tell her, Fal. I am glad, though you have ta'en a special master Slender hath married her daughter.

stand to strike at me, that your arrow hath glanced. Mrs. Page. Doctors doubt that: if Anne Page be Page. Well, what remedy? Fenton, heaven give my daughter, she is, by this, doctor Caius's wife. [ Aside.

thee joy! Enter Slender.

What cannot be eschew'd, must be embrac'd. Slen. Whoo, ho! ho! father Page!

Fal. When night-dogs run, all sorts of deer are Page. Son! how now? how now, son? have you chacd. despatched?

Eva. I will dance and eat plums at your wedding. Slen. Despatched !-I'll make the best in Glouces. Mrs. Page. Well, I will muse no further :-Master tershire know on't ; would I were hanged, la, else.

Fenton, Page. Of what, son?

Heaven give you many, many merry days ! Slen. I came yonder at Eton to marry mistress An Good husband, let us every one go liome, ne Page, and she's a great lubberly boy: If it had not And laugh this sport o'er by a country fire; been i' the church, I would have swinged him, or he Sir John and all. should have swinged me. If I did not think it had Ford. Let it be so:-Sir John, been Anne Page, would I might never stir, and 'tis al To master Brook you yet shall hold your word; post-master's boy,

For he, to-night, shall lie with mistress Ford. [Eseunt.

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