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your hand.

Ford. Empty the basket, I say.

Host. What Duke should tbat be, comes so seMrs. Ford. Why, man, why,

cretly? I hear not of him in the court: Let me Ford. Master Page, as I am a man, there was one speak with the gentlemen ; they speak English? conveyed out of my house yesterday in this basket: Bard. Ay, sir, I'll call them to you. Why may not he be there again! In my house I am Host. They shall have my borses; but I'll make sure he is : my intelligence is true; my jealousy is them pay, l'11 sauce them : they have had my house reasonable : Pluck me out all the linen.

a week at command ; I have turned away my other Mrs. Ford. If you tind a man there, he shall die guests: they must come off ; I'll sauce them: Come. a flea's death.

(Exeunt. Page. Here's no man.

Skal. By my fidelity, this is not well, master SCENE IV. A Room in Ford's House.
Ford ; this wrongs you.
Eva. Master Ford, you must pray, and not follow

Enter Page, Ford, Mrs. Page, Mrs. Ford, and the imaginations of your own heart: this is jealousies.

Sir Hugh Evans. Ford. Well, he's not here I seek for. Page. No, nor no where else, bat in your brain. Eva. Tis one of the pest discretions of a 'oman as Ford. Help to search my house this one time : if ever I did look upon. I find not what I seek, show no colour for my extre Page. And did he send you both these letters at mity, let me for ever be your table-sport: let them an instant ! say of me, As jealous as Ford, that search'd a hollow Mrs. Page. Within a quarter of an hour. walnut for his wife's leman. Satisfy me once more; Ford. Pardon me, wife: Henceforth do what thou once more search with me.

I rather will suspect the sun with cold, (wilt ; Mrs. Ford. What hoa, mistress Page ! come you, Than thee with wantonness : now doth thy honour and the old woman down; my husband will come In him that was of late an heretic,

(stand into the chamber.

As firm as faith, Ford. Old woman! What old woman's that? Page.

"Tis well, 'tis well; no more. Mrs. Ford. Why, it is my maid's aunt of Brent- Be not as extreme in submission, ford.

As in offence; Ford. A witch, a quean, an old cozening quean! But let our plot go forward : let our wives Have I not forbid her my house! She comes of er- Yet once again, to make us public sport, rands, does she ! We are simple men; we do not Appoint a meeting with this old fat fellow, know what's brought to pass under the profession of where we may take him, and disgrace him for it. fortune-telling. She works by charms, by spe is, by Ford. There is no better way than that they the figure, and such daubery as this is; beyond our spoke of. element : we know nothing. Come down, you Page. How ! to send him word they'll meet him witch, you hag you: come down, I say.

in the park at midnight! fie, fie! he'll never come. Mrs. Ford. Nay, good sweet husband ;-good Eva. You say be bas been thrown in the rivers ; gentlemen, let him not strike the old woman. and has been grievously peaten, as an old 'oman: Enter Falstaff in Women's Clothes, led by Mrs. should not come; methinks his flesh is punished,

methinks, there should be terrors in him, that he Page.

he shall have no desires. Mrs. Page. Come, mother Pratt, come, give me Page. So think I too.

che comes,

Mrs. Ford. Devise but how you'll use him when Ford, I'll prat her: Out of my door, you witch! And let us two devise to bring him thither. [Beats him) you rag, you baggage, you polecat, you Mrs. Page. There is an old tale goes, that Herne ronyon ! out! out! I'll conjure you, I'll fortune-tell

the hunter, you,

(Exit Falstaff Sometime a keeper here in Windsor forest, Mrs. Page. Are you not ashamed ? I think, you Doth all the winter time, at still midnight, have killed the poor woman.

Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'a horns; Mrs. Ford. Nay, he will do it:--Tis a goodly And there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle ; credit for you.

And makes milch-kine yield blood, and shakes a Ford. Hang her, witch!

In a most bideous and dreadful manner. (chain Eva. By yea and no, I think, the 'oman is a witch You have heard of such a spirit; and well you know, indeed: I' like not when a 'oman has a great peard ; The superstitious idle-beaded eld I spy a great peard under her muffler.

Receiv'd, and did deliver to our age, Ford. Will you follow, gentlemen! I beseech you This tale of Herne the hunter for a truth. follow; see but the issue of my jealousy: if I cry out

Page. Why, yet there want not many, that do fear thus upon no trail, never trust me when I open again. In deep of night to walk by this Herne's oak:

Page. Let's obey his humour a little further : But what of this !
Come, gentlemen.

Mrs. Ford.
[Exeunt Page, Ford, Shallow, and Evans. That Falstaff at that oak shall meet with us,

Marry, this is our device; Mrs. Page. Trast ine, he beat him most pitifully. Disguised like Herne, with huge horns on his head. Mrs. Ford. Nay, by the mass, that he did not;

Page. Well, let it not be doubted but he'll come, he beat him most onpítifully, methought.

And in this shape: When you have brought him Mrs. Page. I'll have the cudgel hallowed, and

thither bung o'er the altar; it hath done meritorious service. What shall be done with him what is your plot ?

Mrs. Foru. What think you? May we, with the Mrs. Page. That likewise have we thought npon, warrant of womanhood, and the witness of a good

and thus ; conscience, pursue him with any further reyenge! Mrs. Page. The spirit of wantonness is, sure, And three or four more of their growth, we'll dress

Nan Page, my daughter, and my little son, scared out of him; if the devil have him not in fee: Like urchins, ouphes, and fairies, green and white, simple, with fine and recovery, he will never, I With rounds of waxen lapers on their heads, think, in the way of waste, attempt us again. Mrs. Ford. Shall we tell our husbands bow we

And rattles in their hands; upon a sudden,

As Falstaff, she, and I, are newly met, have served him?

Let them from forth a saw-pit rush at once Mrs. Page. Yes, by all means; if it be but to

With some diffused song; upon their sight, scrape the figures out of your husband's brains. It

We two in great amazedness will fly : they can find in their hearts, the poor upvirtuous fat Then let them all encirc!e him about, knight shall be any further afflicted, we two will still

And, fairy-like, to-pinch the upelean knight; be the ministers. Mrs. Ford. I'll warrant, they'll have him pub- In their so sacred paths he dares to tread,

And ask him, why, that hour of fairy revel, licly shamed: and, methinks, there would be no pe- In shape profane. riod to the jest, should he not be publicly shamed.

Mrs. Ford. And till he tell the truth, Mrs. Page. Come, to the forge with it then, Let the supposed fairies pioch him sound, shape it: I wonld not have things cool. (Eseunt.

And burn him with their tapers.
SCENE II. A Room in the Garter Inn,

Mrs. Page.

The truth being known,

We'll all present ourselves; dis-horn the spirit, Enter Host and Bardolph.

And mock' him home to Windsor. Bard. Sir, the Germans desire to have three of Ford.

The cbildren mast your horses the duke himself will be to-morrow at Be practised well to this, or they'll ne'er do't. court, and they are going to meet him.

Eva. I will teach the children their behavioers;

and I will be like a jack-an-apes also, lo barn the taught me more wit than ever I learned before in my knight with my taber.

life : and I paid nothing for it neither, but was paid Ford. That will be excellent. I'll go buy them for my learning. vizards. Mrs. Page. My Nan shall be the queen of all the

Enter Bardolph. Finely attired in a robe of white.

[fairies,

Bard. Out, alas, sir! cozenage ! mere cozenage ! Page. That silk will I go bay;--and in that time

Host. Where be my horses I speak well of them, Shall master Slender steal my Nan away,

[ Aside. varletto. And marry her at Eton, Go, send to Falstaff

Bard. Run away with the cozeners; for so soon straight.

as I came beyond Eton, they threw me off, from beFord. Nay, I'll to him again in pame of Brook:

hind one of them, in a slough of mire ; and set spars, He'll tell me all his purpose : sure he'll come.

and away, like three German devils, three Doctor Mrs. Page. Fear not you that : Go, get us pro

Faustuses. And tricking for our fairies,

(perties, Host. They are gone but to meet the Duke, villain : Eva. Let us about it: It is admirable pleasures, do not say, they be fed ; Germans are honest men. and fery honest knaveries. (Exeunt Page, Ford, and Evans.

Enter Sir Hugh Evans.

Eva. Where is mine host! Mrs. Page, Go, mistress Ford,

Host. What is the matter, sir! Send quickly to sir John, to know his mind.

[Exit Mrs. Ford. is a friend of mine come to town, tells ine, there is

Eva. Have a care of your entertainments : there I'll to the doctor; he hath my good will, And none but he, to marry with Nan Page,

three cousin Germans, that has cozened all the hosts That Sleader, though weit landed, is an idiot ;

of Readings, of Maidenhead, of Colebrook, of horses And he my ha band best of all affects :

and money. I tell you for a good will, look you : The doctor is well money's, and his friends

you are wise, and full of gibes and vlouting-stogs ; Potent at court; he, none but be, shall have her,

and 'tis not convenient you should be cozeued : Fare Though twenty thousand worthier come to crave her. you well.

[Exit. (Exit.

Enter Doctor Caias.

Caius. Vere is mine host de Jarterre!
SCENE V. A Room in the Garter Inn.

Host. Here, master doctor, in perplexity, and
Enter Host and simple.

doubtful dilemma. Host. What wouldst thon bave, boor! what, thick

Caius. I cannot tell vat is dat: but it is tell-a me, skin! speak, breathe, discuss; briet, short, quick, dat you make grand preparation for a Duke de Jarsnap

many : by my trot, dere is no duke, dat the court is Sim. Marry, sir, I come to speak with sir John know to come; I tell you for good vill : adieu. Falstaff from master Slender.

(Esit. Host. There's his chamber, his house, his castle,

Host. Hue and cry, villain, go :-assist me, knight; bis standing-bed, and truck le-bed ; 'uis painted about I am undone :--Ay, run, bue and cry, villain ! I am with the story of the prodigal, fresh and new : Go,

undone !

(Exeunt Host and Bardulph. knock and call; he'll speak like an Anthropophagi-1 have been cozen'd and beaten too. If it should

Fal. I would, all the world might be cozened ; for nian unto thee: Knock, I say. Sim. There's an old woman, a fat woman, gone up

come to the ear of the court, how I have been transinto his chamber; I'll be so bold as to stay, sir, tili formed, and how my transformation hath been washshe come down : I come to speak with her, indeed. ed and cudgeled, they would melt me out of my fat,

Host. Ha! a fat woman! the knight may be robbed. drop by drop, and lignor fishermen's boots with me I'll call.–Bally knight! Bully sir John! speak from ! warrant, they would whip me with their fine wits, thy lungs military : Art thou there! it is thine host, till I were as crest-fallen as a dried pear. I never thine Ephesian, calls.

prospered since I foreswore myself' at Primero. Pal. Above] How now, mine host!

Well, if iny wind were but long enough to say my Host. Here's a Bohemian Tartar tarries the coming prayers, I would repeat.down of thy fat woman: Let her descend, bully, let

Enter Mrs. Quickly.
her descend : my chambers are honourable : Fie! Now! whence come you !
privacy ! fie!

Quick. From the two parties, forsooth.
Enter Falstaff.

Fal. The devil take one party, and his dam the Pal. There was, mine host, an old fat woman even other, and so they shall be both bestowed ! I have now with me; but she's gone.

suffered more for their sakos, more, than the villaSim. Pray you, sir, was't not the wise woman of nous inconstancy of man's disposition is able to bear. Brentford 1

Quick. And have not they suffered ! Yes, I warrant; Fal. Ay, marry, was it, muscle-sbell; Wbat would speciously one of them; mistress Ford, good heart, you with her!

is beaten black and blue, that you cannot see a white Sim. My master, sir, my master Slender, sent to spot about her.

Pal. What tell'st thou me of black and blue! I her, seeing her go thorough the streets, to know, sir, whether one Nyin, sir, that beguiled him of a chain, was beaten myself into all the colours of the rainbow, bad the chain, or no.

and I was like to be apprehended for the witch of Fal. I spake with the old woman about it.

Breutford; but that my admirable dexterity of wit, Sim. Aud what says she, I pray, sir !

my counterfeiting the action of an old woman, deFal. Marry, she says, that the very same man, that liver'd me, the knave constable had set me i the beguiled master Slender of his chain, cozened him stocks, i' the common stocks, for a witch. of it.

Quick. Sir, let me speak with you in your chamSim. I would, I could have spoken with the wo

ber: you shall hear how things go ; and, I warrant, nan herself, I had other things to have spoken with to your content. Here is a letter will say somewhat. her too, from him.

Good hearts, what ado here is to bring you together! Fal. What are they ! let us know.

Sure, one of you does not serve heaven well, that Host. Ay, come ; quick.

you are so crossed. Sim. I may not conceal them, sir.

Fal. Come ap into my chamber. (Eseunt. Fal. Conceal them, or thou diest.

SCENE VI. Another Room in the Garter Inn. Sim. Why, sir, they were nothing but about mistress Anne Page; to know if it were iny master's

Enter Fenton and Host. fortune to have her, or no.

Host. Master Fenton, talk Dot to me; my mind is Pal. 'Tis, 'tis his fortune.

heavy, I will give over all. Sim. What, sir !

Fent. Yet hear me speak : Assist me in my parPal. To bave her,-- or no: Go; say, the woman And, as I am a gentleman, I'll give thee [pose, told me so.

A hundred pounds gold, more than your loss. Sim. May I be so bold to say so, sir !

Host. I will hear you, inaster Fenton; and I will, Pal. Ay, sir Tike; who more bold !

at the least, keep your counsel. Sim. I thank your worship : I shall make my mas Fent. From time to time I have acquainted you ter glad with these tidings.

(Exit. With the dear love I bear to fair Anne Page ; Hast. Thou art clerkly, thou art clerkly, sir John : Who, mutually, hath answered my affection Was there a wise woman with thee!

(So far forth as herself might be her chooser), Fal. Ay, that there was, mine bost; one that hath Even

to my wish : I have a letter from her

Of such contents as you will wonder at;

Slen. Ay, forsooth; I have spoke with her, and we The mirth whereof so larded with my matter, have a nay-word, how to know one another. I come That neither, singly, can be manifested,

to her in white, and cry, mum; she cries, budget; Without the show of both ;-wherein fat Falstaff and by that we know one another. Hath a great scene ; the image of the jest

Shal. That's good too: Bat what needs either your

(Showing the Letter. mum, or her builget! the white will decipher her well I'll show you here at large. Hark, good mine host : enough. It bath strack ten o'clock. To-night at Herne's oak,

just 'twixt twelve and one, Page. The night is dark; light and spirits will beMust my sweet Nan present the fairy queen; come it well. Heaven prosper our sport! No man The purpose why, is here ; in which disguise, means evil but the devil, and we shall know him by While other jests are something rank on foot, his horns. Let's away; follow me. [Exeunt. Her father hath commanded her to slip Away with Slender, and with him at Eton

SCENE III. The Street in Windsor. Immediately to marry : she hath consented :

Enter Mrs. Page, Mrs. Ford, and Doctor Caius. Now, sir, Her mother, even strong against that match

Mrs. Page. Master doctor, my daughter is in green: And tirm for doctor Caius, hath appointed

when you see your time, take her by the band, away That he shall likewise shuffle her away,

with her to the deauery, and despatch it quickly: Go While other sports are tasking of their minds,

before into the park; we two must go together. And at the deanery, where a priest attends,

Caius. I know vat I have to do ; Adiea. Straight marry her: to this her mother's plot Mrs. Page. Fare you well, sir. (Exit Caius) My She, seemingly obedient, likewise bath

husband will not rejoice so much at the abuse of Made promise to the doctor ;-Now, thus it rests:

Falstaf', as he will chafe at the doctor's marrying my Her father means she shall be all in white;

daughter : but 'tis no matter; better a little chiding, And in that habit, when Slender sees his time than a great deal of heart-break. To take her by the hand, and bid her go,

Mrs. Ford. Where is Nan now, and her troop of She shall go with him :-her mother hath intended,

fairies and the Welsh devil, Hugh! The better to denote her to the doctor

Mrs. Page. They are all couched in a pit hard by (For they must all be mask'd and vizarded),

Herne's oak, with obscured lights; which, at the That, quaint in green, she shall be loose enrobid, very instant of Falstaff's and our meeting, they will With ribands pendant, flaring 'bout her head; at once display to the night. And when the doctor spies his vantage ripe,

Mrs. Ford. That cannot choose but amaze him. To pinch her by the hand, and, on that token, Mrs. Page. If he be not amazed, he will be mocked; The maid hath given consent to go with him. (ther? if he be amazed, he will every way be mocked. Host. Which means she to deceiver father or mo

Mrs. Ford. We'll betray him finely. Fent. Both, my good hos?, to go along with me :

Mrs. Page. Against such lewdsters, and their leAnd here it rests,-that you'll procure the vicar

Those that betray then do no treachery. (chery, To stay for me at church, 'twixt twelve and one, Mrs. Ford. The hour draws on; To the oak, to And, in the lawful name of marrying,

the oak.

[Lxeunt. To give our hearts united ceremony.

SCENE IV. Windsor Park
Host. Well, husband your device l'll to the vicar;
Bring you the maid, you shall not lack a priest.

Enter Sir Hugh Evans and Fairies.
Pent. So shall I evermore be bound to thee; Eva. T'rib, trib, fairies; come; and remember your
Besides, l'll make a present recompense. [Eseunt. 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. ACT V.

SCENE V. . Another Part of the Park. SCENE I. A Room in the Garter Inn. Enter Falstaff, disguised with a Buck's Head on.

Fal. The Windsor bell hath struck twelve; the Enter Falstaff and Mrs. Quickly.

minute draws on: Now, the hot-blooded gods assist Fal. Pr’ythee, no more prattling;-go.—P'll hold: mne!--Remember, Jove, thou wast a bull for thy EaThis is the third time; I hope, good luck lies in oda ropa; love set on thy horns.-0 powerful love! that, numbers. Away, go, they say, there is divinity in in some respects, makes a beast a man; in some odd numbers, either in nativity, chance, or death.-other, a man a beast.--You were also, Jupiter, a Away

swan, for the love of Leda ;--0, omnipotent love! Quick. I'll provide you a chain; and I'll do what how near the god drew to the complexion of a I can to get you a pair of horos.

goose ! -A fault done first in the form of a heast;--O Fal. Away, I say; times wear: hold up your head, Jove, a beastly fault! and then another fault in the and mince.

(Exit Mrs. Quickly. semblance of a fowl; think ou't, Jove ; a foul faalt.Inter Ford

When gods have hot backs, what shall poor men do!

For me, I am here a Windsor-stag; and the fattest, How now, master Brook! Master Brook, the matter I think, i'the forest : send me a cool rut-time, Jove, will be known to-night, or never. Be you in the park about midnight, at Herne's oak, and you shall here! my doe!

or who can blame me to piss my tallow! Who comes see wonders. Ford. Went you not to her yesterday, sir, as you

Enter Mrs. Ford an: Mrs. Page. told me you bad appointed ?

Mrs. Ford. Sir John, art thou there, my deer? my Fal. I went to her, master Brook, as you see, like male deer! a poor old man: but I came from her, master Brook,

Fal. My doe with the black scatl-Let the sky like a poor old woman. That same knave, Ford her rain potatoes, let it thunder to the tone of Green husband, hath the finest mad devil of jealousy in him, Sleeves, bail kissing-comfits, and snow eringoes ; let master Brook, that ever governed phrensy. I will there come a tempest of provocation, I will shelter tell you.-He beat me grievously in the shape of a me here.

(Embracing her. woman; for in the shape of man, master Brook, I Mrs. Ford, Mistress Page is come with me, sweetfear not Goliath with a weaver's beam; because I heart. know also, life is a shuttle. I am in baste; go Fal. Divide me like a bribe-buck, each a baunch; along with me; I'll tell you all, master Brook. I will keep my sides to myself, my shoulders for the Since I plucked geese, played truant, and whipped fellow of this walk, and my horns I bequeath yoar top, I knew not what it was to be beaten, till lately. husbands. Am I a woodman? ba! Speak Ulike Here Follow me: I'll tell you strange things of this knave the hunter !--Why, now is Cupid a child of conFord : on whom to-night I will be revenged, and I science; he makes restitution. As I ain true spirit, will deliver his wife into your hand.-Follow : welcome!

(Noise within Strange things in hand, master Brook! follow.

Mrs. Page. Alas 'what noise!

[Exeunt. Mrs. Ford, Heaven forgive our sins !
SCENE II. Windsor Park,

Fal. What should this be!
Enter Page, Shallow, and Slender.

. S

[They run off. Page. Come, oome; we'll couch i'the castle-ditch, Fal. I think, the devil will not bave me damned, till we see the light of our fairies.-Remember, son lest the oil that is in me should set hell on fire ; he Slender, my daughter.

would never else cross me thus.

Mrs. Ford} Away, away.

Enter Sir Hugb Evans, like a Satyr : Mrs. Quickly Mrs. Page. I pray you come ; hold up the jest no and Pistol ; Anne Page, as the Fairy Queen, at

higher;tended by her Brother and others, dressed like Now, good sir John, how like you Windsor wives! Fairies, with waxen Tapers on their Heads. See you these, husband I do not these fair yokes. Quick. Fairies, black, grey, green, and white,

Become the forest better than the town! You moonshine revellers, and shades of night,

Ford. Now, sir, who's a cuckold now 1-Master You orphan-beirs of fixed destiny,

Brook, Falstaff's a koave, a cuekoldly knave; here Attend your office, and your quality.

are his horns, master Brook: And, inaster Brook, he Crier Hobgoblin, make the fairy o-yes.

hath enjoyed nothing of Ford's but his back-basket, Pist. Elves, list your names; silence, you airy toys.

his cudgel, and twenty pounds of money ; which Cricket, to Windsor chimneys shalt thou leap :

must be paid to master Brook; his horses are arThere pinch the maids as blue as bilberry : [swept could never meet. I will never take you for my love Where fires thou find'st unrak'd, and hearths un-rested for it, master Brook.

Mrs. Ford. Sir John, we bave had ill luck; we Our radiant queen hates sluts and sluttery.

Fal. 'They are fairies ; be, that speaks to them, shall again; hut I will always count you my deer.
I'll wink and couch : No man their works must eye.

Fal. I do begin to perceive that I am made an ass. (Lies doren upon his Face.

Ford. Ay, and an ox too; both the proofs are Eva. Where's Pede ?-Go you, and where you find extant. a maid,

Fal. And these are not fairies? I was three or four That, ere she sleep, has thrice her prayers said,

times in the thought they were not fairies : and yet Raise up the organs of her fantasy,

the guiltiness of my mind, the sudden surprise of my Sleep she as sound as careless infancy;

powers, drove the grossness of the foppery into a reBut those as sleep, and think not on their sins,

ceived belief, in despite of the teeth of all rhyme and Pinch them arms, legs, backs, shoulders, sides, and reason, that they were fairies. See now, how wit may Quick. About, about;

(shins.

be made a jack-a-lent, when 'tis upon ill employment! Search Windsor Castle, elves, within and out:

Eva. Sir John Falstaff, serve Got, and leave your Strew good luck, ouphes, on every sacred room;

desires, and fairies will not pinse you. That it may stand till the perpetual doom,

Ford. Well said, fairy Hugh. In state as wholesome, as in state 'tis tit

Eva. And leave you your jealousies too, I pray you. Worthy the owner, and the owner it.

Ford. I will never mistrust my wife again, till thou The several chairs of order look you scour

art able to woo her in good English. With juice of balm, and every precious flower :

Fal. Have I laid my brain in the sun, and dried it, Each fair instalment, coat, and several crest,

that it wants matter to prevent so gross o'erreaching With loyal blazon, evermore be blest!

as this ! Am I ridden with a Welsh goat too? Shall I And nightly, meadow-fairies, look, you sing,

have a coxcomb of frize! "Tis time I were choked Like to the Garter's compass, in a ring :

with a piece of toasted cheese. The expressure that it bears, green let it be,

Eva. Seese is not good to give putter ; your pelly is More fertile-fresh than all the field to see ;

all patter. And, Hony soit qui mal y pense, write,

Fal. Seese and putter! Have I lived to stand at the In emerald tufts, flowers purple, blue, and white;

taunt of one that makes fritters of English? This is Like sapphire, pearl, and rich embroidery,

enough to be the decay of last and late-walking, Backled below fair knighthood's bending knee :

through the realm. Fairies use flowers for their charactery.

Mrs. Page. Why, sir John, do you think, though Away; disperse : But, till 'tis one o'clock,

we would have thrust virtue oat of our hearts by the Our dance of custom, round about the oak

head and shoulders, and have given ourselves without of Herne the hunter, let us not forget. [order set : scruple to hell, that ever the devil conld have made

Eva. Pray you, lock hand in hand; yourselves in you our delight. And twenty glowworms shall our lanterns be,

Ford. What, a hodge-pudding ! a bag of las? To guide our measure round about the tree.

Mrs. Page. A puffed man! But, stay; I smell a man of middle earth.

Page, old, cold, withered, and of intolerable en

trails? Pal. Heavens defend me from that Welsh fairy, lest he transform me to a piece of cheese! (birth

Ford, And one that is as slanderous as Satan! Pist. Vile worm thou wast o'erlook'd even in thy

Page. And as poor as Job! Quick. With trial-fire touch me bis finger end :

Ford. And as wicked as his wife? If he be chaste, the fame will back descend,

Eva. And given to fornications, and to taverns, and And turn him to no pain; but if he start,

sack, and wine, and metheglins, and to drinkings, It is the flesh of a corrupted heart.

and swearings, and starings, pribbles and prabbles! Pist. A trial, come.

Fal. Well, I am your theme : you have the start of Eva. Come, will this wood take fire!

me; ! am dejected; I am not able to answer the [They burn him with their Tapers. Welsh flannel; ignorance itself is a plummet o'er Fal. Oh, oh, oh!

me: use me as you will. Quick. Corrupt, corrupt, and tainted in desire !

Ford. Marry, sir, we'll bring you to Windsor, to About him, fairies; sing a scornfu rhyme :

one Master Brook, that you have coze ned of money, And, as you trip, still pinch him to your time.

to whom you should have been a pander: over and Eva. It is right; indeed he is full of lecheries and above that you have suffered, I think, to repay that iniquity.

money will be a biting afdiction.

Mrs. Ford. Nay, husband, let that go to make SONG.

amends :
Fie on sinful fantasy!

Forgive that sam, and so we'll all be friends.
Pie on lust and luxury !

Ford. Well, here's my hand; all's forgiven at last.
Lust is but a bloody Áre,

Page. Yet be cheerful, knight : thou shalt eat a Kindled with unchasie desire,

posset to-night at my house; where I will desire thee Fed in heart, whose flames aspire,

to laugh at my wife, that now laughs at thee : Tell As thoughts do blow them, higher and higher. her, master Slender hath married her daughter. Pinch kim, fairies, mutually;

Mrs. Page. Doetors doubt that: If Anne Page be Pinch him for his villany;

my danghter, she is, by this, doctor Caius' wife. Pinck him, and burn him, and turn him about,

[ Aside. Till candles, and starlight, and moonshine, be out.

Enter Slender.
During this Song, the Fairies pinch Falstaff. Doctor
Caius comes one Way, and steals away a Fairy in

Slen. Whoo, ho ! ho ! father Page ! green , Slender another Way, and takes off a Fairy

Page. Son ! how now? how now, son have you in white ; and Fentor comes, and steals away Mrs.despatched ! Anne Page. A noise of Hunting is made within.

Slen. Despatched-I'll make the best in GloucesterAll the Fairies run away. Palstaf pulls off his shire know on't; would I were hang'd, la, else. Buck's Head, and rises,

Page. Of what, son ?

Slen. I came yonder at Eton to marry mistress Enter Page, Ford, Mrs. Page, and Mrs. Ford.

Anne Page, and she's a great lubberly boy: If it had They lay hold on kim.

not been i'the church, I would have swinged him, or Page. Nay, do not fly: I think, we have watch'a he should have swinged me. If I did not think it you now;

had been Anne Page, would I might never stir, and Will zone but Herne the hauter serve your turn ! 'tis a postmaster's boy.

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