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SCENE IV.-Another Part of the Forest.



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Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths 48
Descended into perjury to love me.

8Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou 'dst two,
And that's far worse than none: better have

Val. How use doth breed a habit in a man!
This shadowy desart, unfrequented woods,
I better brook than flourishing peopled towns.
Here can I sit alone, unseen of any,
And to the nightingale's complaining notes
Tune my distresses and record my woes.
O thou that dost inhabit in my breast,
Leave not the mansion so long tenantless,
Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall
And leave no memory of what it was!
Repair me with thy presence, Silvia!
Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain!
[Noise within.
What halloing and what stir is this to-day?
These are my mates, that make their wills their

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Sil. All men but Proteus. Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words Can no way change you to a milder form, 16 I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end, And love you 'gainst the nature of love,force ye.

Have some unhappy passenger in chase.
They love me well; yet I have much to do
To keep them from uncivil outrages.
Withdraw thee, Valentine: who's this comes
[Steps aside.

Pro. Madam, this service I have done for

Though you respect not aught your servant doth


To hazard life and rescue you from him
That would have forc'd your honour and your

Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look;
A smaller boon than this I cannot beg, 24
And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give.
Val. [Aside.] How like a dream is this I see
and hear!

Love, lend me patience to forbear awhile.


Sil. O, miserable, unhappy that I am!
Pro. Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came;
But by my coming I have made you happy.
Sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most

Jul. [Aside.] And me, when he approacheth
to your presence.

Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion,
I would have been a breakfast to the beast,
Rather than have false Proteus rescue me.
O! heaven be judge how I love Valentine,
Whose life's as tender to me as my soul,
And full as much-for more there cannot be
I do detest false perjur'd Proteus.
Therefore be gone, solicit me no more.


Sil. O heaven!

I'll force thee yield to my desire.

Val. [Coming forward.] Ruffian, let go that
rude uncivil touch;

Thou friend of an ill fashion!



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'Mongst all foes that a friend should be the worst!
Pro. My shame and guilt confound me.
Forgive me, Valentine. If hearty sorrow
Be a sufficient ransom for offence,
I tender't here: I do as truly suffer

36 As e'er I did commit.


Pro. What dangerous action, stood it next to death,

Would I not undergo for one calm look!

Then, I am paid;
And once again I do receive thee honest.
Who by repentance is not satisfied


Is nor of heaven, nor earth; for these are pleas'd.
By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeas'd: 81
And, that my love may appear plain and free,
All that was mine in Silvia I give thee.

Jul. O me unhappy!
Pro. Look to the boy.

Val. Why, boy! why, wag! how now! what's the matter?

Look up; speak.


[Swoons. Come not within the measure of my wrath;
85 Do not name Silvia thine; if once again,
Verona shall not hold thee. Here she stands;
Take but possession of her with a touch;
I dare thee but to breathe upon my love.
Thu. Sir Valentine, care not for her, I. 132
I hold him but a fool that will endanger
His body for a girl that loves him not:

Jul. O good sir, my master charg'd me
To deliver a ring to Madam Silvia,
Which out of my neglect was never done.
Pro. Where is that ring, boy?




Here 'tis: this is it. [Gives a ring.
Pro. How! let me see.
Why this is the ring I gave to Julia.
Jul. O, cry you mercy, sir; I have mistook:
This is the ring you sent to Silvia.


[Shows another ring.
Pro. But how cam'st thou by this ring?
At my depart I gave this unto Julia.
Jul. And Julia herself did give it me;
And Julia herself hath brought it hither.
Pro. How! Julia!


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I claim her not, and therefore she is thine. 135
Duke. The more degenerate and base art thou,
To make such means for her as thou hast done,
And leave her on such slight conditions.
Now, by the honour of my ancestry,
I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine,
And think thee worthy of an empress' love.
Know then, I here forget all former griefs,
Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again,
Plead a new state in thy unrivall'd merit,
To which I thus subscribe: Sir Valentine,
Thou art a gentleman and well deriv'd;
Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv'd her.
Val. I thank your Grace; the gift hath made
me happy.

I now beseech you, for your daughter's sake,
To grant one boon that I shall ask of you.



Duke. I grant it, for thine own, whate'er it be.

Val. These banish'd men, that I have kept withal


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Dispose of them as thou know'st their deserts.
Come, let us go: we will include all jars
With triumphs, mirth, and rare solemnity.
Val. And as we walk along, I dare be bold
With our discourse to make your Grace to smile.
What think you of this page, my lord? 164
Duke. I think the boy hath grace in him: he

Val. I warrant you, my lord, more grace
than boy.

Duke. What mean you by that saying?

Val. Please you, I'll tell you as we pass along, That you will wonder what hath fortuned. 169 Come, Proteus; 'tis your penance, but to hear The story of your loves discovered:

That done, our day of marriage shall be yours;

One feast, one house, one mutual happiness. 173 [Exeunt.

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Shal. Sir Hugh, persuade me not; I will make a Star-chamber matter of it; if he were twenty Sir John Falstaffs he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, esquire.


Slen. In the county of Gloster, justice of peace, and coram.

Shal. Ay, cousin Slender, and cust-alorum. Slen. Ay, and rato-lorum too; and a gentleman born, Master Parson; who writes himself armigero, in any bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation,-armigero. II

Shal. Ay, that I do; and have done any time these three hundred years.

Slen. All his successors gone before him hath done't; and all his ancestors that come after him may: they may give the dozen white luces in their coat.

Shal. It is an old coat.


Eva. The dozen white louses do become an old coat well; it agrees well, passant; it is a familiar beast to man, and signifies love. 21 Shal. The luce is the fresh fish; the salt fish is an old coat.

Slen. I may quarter, coz?
Shal. You may, by marrying.
Eva. It is marring indeed, if he quarter it.
Shal. Not a whit.

If Sir John Falstaff have committed disparagements unto you, I am of the Church, and will be glad to do my benevolence to make atonements and compremises between you.


Shal. The Council shall hear it; it is a riot. Eva. It is not meet the Council hear a riot; there is no fear of Got in a riot. The Council, look you,shall desire to hear the fear of Got, and not to hear a riot; take your vizaments in that. Shal. Ha! o' my life, if I were young again, the sword should end it.


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Shal. Did her grandsire leave her seven hun24 dred pound? Eva. Ay, and her father is make her a petter penny.

Eva. Yes, py'r lady; if he has a quarter of your coat, there is but three skirts for yourself, in my simple conjectures: but that is all one.

Shal. I know the young gentlewoman; she has good gifts. 64

Eva. Seven hundred pounds and possibilities is goot gifts.

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Page. Sir, he is within; and I would I could do a good office between you.

Eva. It is spoke as a Christians ought to speak. Shal. He hath wronged me, Master Page. 105 Page. Sir, he doth in some sort confess it. Shal. If it be confessed, it is not redressed: is not that so, Master Page? He hath wronged me; indeed, he hath;-at a word, he hath,-believe me: Robert Shallow, esquire, saith, he is wronged.


Page. Here comes Sir John. Enter SIR JOHN FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, NYM, and PISTOL.

Fal. Now, Master Shallow, you'll complain of me to the king?

Shal. Knight, you have beaten my men, killed my deer, and broke open my lodge. 116 Fal. But not kissed your keeper's daughter? Shal. Tut, a pin! this shall be answered.

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Shal. The Council shall know this. Fal. 'Twere better for you if it were known in counsel: you'll be laughed at.

Eva. Pauca verba, Sir John; goot worts. 124 Fal. Good worts! good cabbage. Slender, I broke your head: what matter have you against me?

Slen. Marry, sir, I have matter in my head against you; and against your cony-catching rascals, Bardolph, Nym, and Pistol. They carried me to the tavern, and made me drunk, and afterwards picked my pocket.

Bard. You Banbury cheese!
Slen. Ay, it is no matter.
Pist. How now, Mephistophilus!
Slen. Ay, it is no matter.



Nym. Slice, I say! pauca, pauca; slice! that's my humour.

Slen. Where's Simple, my man? can you tell, cousin?


Eva. Peace, I pray you. Now let us understand: there is three umpires in this matter, as I understand; that is-Master Page, fidelicet, Master Page; and there is myself, fidelicet, myself; and the three party is, lastly and finally, mine host of the Garter.

Page. We three, to hear it and end it between them. 148

Eva. Fery goot: I will make a prief of it in my note-book; and we will afterwards ork upon the cause with as great discreetly as we can. Fal. Pistol!

Pist. He hears with ears.


Eva. The tevil and his tam! what phrase is this, 'He hears with ear?' Why, it is affectations. Fal. Pistol, did you pick Master Slender's purse? 157

Slen. Ay, by these gloves, did he,- -or I would I might never come in mine own great chamber again else,—of seven groats in mill-sixpences, and two Edward shovel-boards, that cost me two shilling and two pence a-piece of Yead Miller, by these gloves.

Fal. Is this true, Pistol?


Eva. No; it is false, if it is a pick-purse. Pist. Ha, thou mountain foreigner!-Sir John and master mine,


I combat challenge of this latten bilbo.
Word of denial in thy labras here!
Word of denial: froth and scum, thou liest.
Slen. By these gloves, then, 'twas he.
Nym. Be avised, sir, and pass good humours.
I will say, 'marry trap,' with you, if you run the
nuthook's humour on me: that is the very note

of it.


Slen. By this hat, then, he in the red face had it; for though I cannot remember what I did when you made me drunk, yet I am not altogether an ass. 178

Fal. What say you, Scarlet and John? Bard. Why, sir, for my part, I say, the gentleman had drunk himself out of his five sentences. Eva. It is his 'five senses;' fie, what the ignorance is!

183 Bard. And being fap, sir, was, as they say, cashier'd; and so conclusions pass'd the careires. Slen. Ay, you spake in Latin then too; but 'tis no matter. I'll ne'er be drunk whilst I live again, but in honest, civil, godly company, for this trick: if I be drunk, I'll be drunk with those that have the fear of God, and not with drunken knaves. Eva. So Got udge me, that is a virtuous mind. Fal. You hear all these matters denied, gentlemen; you hear it.



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Would I were young for your sake, Mistress Anne.

Anne. The dinner is on the table; my father desires your worships' company. 273 Shal. I will wait on him, fair Mistress Anne. Eva. Od's plessed will! I will not be absence at the grace. 276 [Exeunt SHALLOW and EVANS.

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