the merry wives of windsor.
1023612Fal. Hang him poore cuckally knaue, I know
(him not, 1024613And yet I wrong him to call him poore. For they
614Say the cuckally knaue hath legions of angels,
1026615For the which his wife
seemes to me well fauored,
616And Ile v
se her as the key of the cuckally knaues
1027617Co
ffer, and there's my randeuowes.
1029618Ford. Meethinkes
sir it were very good that you
(knew 1030619Ford, that you might
shun hi
M. 1031620Fal. Hang him cuckally knaue, Ile
stare him
1032621Out of his wits, Ile keepe him in awe
622With this my cudgell: It
shall hang like a meator
1033623Ore the wittolly knaues head,
M. Brooke thou
shalt
1034624See I will predominate ore the pea
sant,
1035625And thou
shalt lie with his wife.
M. Brooke 1037626Thou
shalt know him for knaue and cuckold,
1039629Ford. What a damned epicurian is this?
1041630My wife hath
sent for him, the plot is laid:
1051631Page is an A
sse, a foole. A
secure A
sse,
1054632Ile
sooner tru
st an Iri
shman with my
633Aquauita bottle, Sir
Hu our par
son with my chee
se,
1055634A theefe to walk my ambling gelding, thẽ my wife
1056635With her
selfe: then
she plots, then
she ruminates,
1057636And what
she thinkes in her hart
she may e
ffe
ct,
1058637Sheele breake her hart but
she will e
ffe
ct it.
1059638God be prai
sed, God be prai
sed for my iealou
sie:
1060639Well Ile goe preuent him, the time drawes on,
1062640Better an houre too
soone, then a minit too late,
1063641Gods my life cuckold, cuckold.
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