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  • Title: The Merry Wives of Windsor (Quarto 1, 1602)

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    Author: William Shakespeare
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    The Merry Wives of Windsor (Quarto 1, 1602)

    A pleasant Comedie, of
    Haue seene the day, with my two hand sword
    I would a made you foure tall Fencers
    Scipped like Rattes.
    Host. Here boyes, shall we wag, shall we wag?
    760Shal. Ha with you mine host.
    Exit Host and Shallow.
    Pa. Come M. Ford, shall we to dinner?
    I know these fellowes sticks in your minde.
    For. No in good sadnesse not in mine:
    765Yet for all this Ile try it further,
    765.1I will not leaue it so:
    Come M. Page, shall we to dinner?
    Pa. With all my hart sir, Ile follow you.
    Exit omnes.
    Enter Syr Iohn, and Pistoll.
    Fal. Ile not lend thee a peny.
    772.1Pis. I will retort the sum in equipage.
    775Fal. Not a pennie: I haue beene content you
    shuld lay my countenance to pawne: I haue grated
    vpon my good friends for 3. repriues, for you and
    your Coach fellow Nym, else you might a looked
    thorow a grate like a geminy of babones. I am dam-
    ned in hell for swearing to Gentlemen your good
    souldiers and tall fellowes: And when mistrisse Bri-
    get lost the handle of her Fan, I tooked on my ho-
    thou hadst it not.
    Pis. Didst thou not share? hadst thou not fif-
    teene pence?
    Fal. Reason you rogue, reason.
    Doest thou thinke Ile indanger my soule gratis?
    In briefe, hang no more about mee, I am no gybit
    for you. A short knife and a throng to your manner