The Merry Wives of Windsor (Folio 1, 1623)
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The Merry Wiues of Windsor.
¶water.
1120Cai. Mock-vater? vat is dat?
¶(Bully.)
¶Cai. By gar, then I haue as much Mock-vater as de
1125cut his eares.
¶Host. He will Clapper-claw thee tightly (Bully.)
¶Cai. Clapper-de-claw? vat is dat?
¶Host. That is, he will make thee amends.
1130me, for by-gar, me vill haue it.
¶Host. And I will prouoke him to't, or let him wag.
¶Cai. Me tanck you for dat.
¶and M. Page, & eeke Caualeiro Slender, goe you through
1135the Towne to Frogmore.
¶Page. Sir Hugh is there, is he?
¶bring the Doctor about by the Fields: will it doe well?
¶Shal. We will doe it.
1140All. Adieu, good M. Doctor.
¶Iack-an-Ape to Anne Page.
¶water on thy Choller: goe about the fields with mee
1145through Frogmore, I will bring thee where Mistris Anne
¶her: Cride-game, said I well?
¶Cai. By-gar, mee dancke you vor dat: by gar I loue
1150de Knight, de Lords, de Gentlemen, my patients.
¶Anne Page: said I well?
¶Host. Let vs wag then.
1155Cai. Come at my heeles, Iack Rugby.
¶
Exeunt.
¶
Actus Tertius. Scoena Prima.
¶
Enter Euans, Simple, Page, Shallow, Slender, Host, Caius,
¶Rugby.
¶man, and friend Simple by your name; which way haue
¶of Phisicke.
¶Sim. Marry Sir, the pittie-ward, the Parke-ward:
1165euery way: olde Windsor way, and euery way but the
¶Towne-way.
¶looke that way.
¶trempling of minde: I shall be glad if he haue deceiued
¶me: how melancholies I am? I will knog his Vrinalls a-
¶bout his knaues costard, when I haue good oportunities
1175falls: melodious Birds sings Madrigalls: There will we make
1180Sim. Yonder he is comming, this way, Sir Hugh.
¶Heauen prosper the right: what weapons is he?
¶Shallow, and another Gentleman; from Frogmore, ouer
1185the stile, this way.
¶in your armes.
¶Sir Hugh: keepe a Gamester from the dice, and a good
1190Studient from his booke, and it is wonderfull.
¶Page. 'Saue you, good Sir Hugh.
¶Shal. What? the Sword, and the Word?
¶this raw-rumaticke day?
¶Page. We are come to you, to doe a good office, Mr.
1200Parson.
¶Euan. Fery-well: what is it?
¶most odds with his owne grauity and patience, that euer
1205you saw.
¶neuer heard a man of his place, grauity, and learning, so
¶wide of his owne respect.
¶Euan. What is he?
1210Page. I thinke you know him: Mr. Doctor Caius the
¶renowned French Physician.
¶Page. Why?
1215Euan. He has no more knowledge in Hibocrates and
¶you would desires to be acquainted withall.
¶him.
¶sunder: here comes Doctor Caius.
¶Shal. So doe you, good Mr. Doctor.
¶keepe their limbs whole, and hack our English.
¶eare; vherefore vill you not meet-a me?
1230Cai. By-gar, you are de Coward: de Iack dog: Iohn
¶Ape.
¶way or other make you amends: I will knog your Vrinal
1235about your knaues Cogs-combe.
¶not stay for him, to kill him? haue I not at de place I did
¶appoint?
1240this is the place appointed, Ile bee iudgement by mine
¶Host of the Garter.
¶Soule-Curer, and Body-Curer.
Cai. I,
