2489omnipotent Loue, how nere the God drew to the com-

2490plexion of a Goose: a fault done first in the forme of a

2491beast, (O Ioue, a beastly fault:) and then another fault,

2492in the semblance of a Fowle, thinke on't (Ioue) a fowle-fault.

2493When Gods haue hot backes, what shall poore

2494men do? For me, I am heere a Windsor Stagge, and the

2495fattest (I thinke) i'th Forrest. Send me a coole rut-time

2496(Ioue) or who can blame me to pisse my Tallow? Who

2497comes heere? my Doe?

2498M. Ford. Sir Iohn? Art thou there (my Deere?)

2499My male-Deere?

2500Fal. My Doe, with the blacke Scut? Let the skie

2501raine Potatoes: let it thunder, to the tune of Greene-

2502sleeues, haile-kissing Comfits, and snow Eringoes: Let

2503there come a tempest of prouocation, I will shelter mee

2504heere.

2505M. Ford. Mistris Page is come with me (sweet hart.)

2506Fal. Diuide me like a brib'd-Bucke, each a Haunch:

2507I will keepe my sides to my selfe, my shoulders for the

2508fellow of this walke; and my hornes I bequeath your

2509husbands. Am I a Woodman, ha? Speake I like Herne

2510the Hunter? Why, now is Cupid a child of conscience,

2511he makes restitution. As I am a true spirit, welcome.

2512M. Page. Alas, what noise?

2513M. Ford. Heauen forgiue our sinnes.

2514Fal. What should this be?

2515M. Ford. M. Page. Away, away.

2516Fal. I thinke the diuell wil not haue me damn'd,

2517Least the oyle that's in me should set hell on fire;

2518He would neuer else crosse me thus.

2520Qui. Fairies blacke, gray, greene, and white,

2521You Moone-shine reuellers, and shades of night.

2522You Orphan heires of fixed destiny,

2523Attend your office, and your quality.

2524Crier Hob-goblyn, make the Fairy Oyes.

2525Pist. Elues, list your names: Silence you aiery toyes.

2526Cricket, to Windsor-chimnies shalt thou leape;

2527Where fires thou find'st vnrak'd, and hearths vnswept,

2528There pinch the Maids as blew as Bill-berry,

2529Our radiant Queene, hates Sluts, and Sluttery.

2530Fal. They are Fairies, he that speaks to them shall die,

2531Ile winke, and couch: No man their workes must eie.

2532Eu. Wher's Bede? Go you, and where you find a maid

2533That ere she sleepe has thrice her prayers said,

2534Raise vp the Organs of her fantasie,

2535Sleepe she as sound as carelesse infancie,

2536But those as sleepe, and thinke not on their sins,

2537Pinch them armes, legs, backes, shoulders, sides, & shins.

2538Qu. About, about:

2539Search Windsor Castle (Elues) within, and out.

2540Strew good lucke (Ouphes) on euery sacred roome,

2541That it may stand till the perpetuall doome,

2542In state as wholsome, as in state 'tis fit,

2543Worthy the Owner, and the Owner it.

2544The seuerall Chaires of Order, looke you scowre

2545With iuyce of Balme; and euery precious flowre,

2546Each faire Instalment, Coate, and seu'rall Crest,

2547With loyall Blazon, euermore be blest.

2548And Nightly-meadow-Fairies, looke you sing

2549Like to the Garters-Compasse, in a ring

2550Th' expressure that it beares: Greene let it be,

2551Mote fertile-fresh then all the Field to see:

2552And, Hony Soit Qui Mal-y-Pence, write

2553In Emrold-tuffes, Flowres purple, blew, and white,

2554Like Saphire-pearle, and rich embroiderie,

2555Buckled below faire Knight-hoods bending knee;

2556Fairies vse Flowres for their characterie.

2557Away, disperse: But till 'tis one a clocke,

2558Our Dance of Custome, round about the Oke

2559Of Herne the Hunter, let vs not forget.

2560Euan. Pray you lock hand in hand: your selues in order (set:

2561And twenty glow-wormes shall our Lanthornes bee

2562To guide our Measure round about the Tree.

2563But stay, I smell a man of middle earth.

2564Fal. Heauens defend me from that Welsh Fairy,

2565Least he transforme me to a peece of Cheese.

2566Pist. Vilde worme, thou wast ore-look'd euen in thy

2567birth.

2568Qu. With Triall-fire touch me his finger end:

2569If he be chaste, the flame will backe descend

2570And turne him to no paine: but if he start,

2571It is the flesh of a corrupted hart.

2572Pist. A triall, come.

2573Eua. Come: will this wood take fire?

2574Fal. Oh, oh, oh.

2575Qui. Corrupt, corrupt, and tainted in desire.

2576About him (Fairies) sing a scornfull rime,

2577And as you trip, still pinch him to your time.

2586Page. Nay do not flye, I thinke we haue watcht you

2587now: VVill none but Herne the Hunter serue your

2588turne?

2589M. Page. I pray you come, hold vp the iest no higher.

2590Now (good Sir Iohn) how like you Windsor wiues?

2591See you these husband? Do not these faire yoakes

2592Become the Forrest better then the Towne?

2593Ford. Now Sir, whose a Cuckold now?

2594M^r Broome, Falstaffes a Knaue, a Cuckoldly knaue,

2595Heere are his hornes Master Broome:

2596And Master Broome, he hath enioyed nothing of Fords,

2597but his Buck-basket, his cudgell, and twenty pounds of

2598money, which must be paid to M^r Broome, his horses are

2599arrested for it, M^r Broome.

2600M. Ford. Sir Iohn, we haue had ill lucke: wee could

2601neuer meete: I will neuer take you for my Loue againe,

2602but I will alwayes count you my Deere.

2603Fal. I do begin to perceiue that I am made an Asse.

2604Ford. I, and an Oxe too: both the proofes are ex-

2605tant.

2606Fal. And these are not Fairies:

2607I was three or foure times in the thought they were not

2608Fairies, and yet the guiltinesse of my minde, the sodaine

2609surprize of my powers, droue the grossenesse of the fop-

2610pery into a receiu'd beleefe, in despight of the teeth of

2611all rime and reason, that they were Fairies. See now

2612how wit may be made a Iacke-a-Lent, when 'tis vpon ill

2613imployment.

2614Euans. Sir Iohn Falstaffe, serue Got, and leaue your

2615desires, and Fairies will not pinse you.

2616Ford. Well said Fairy Hugh.

2617Euans. And leaue you your iealouzies too, I pray

2618you.