Author: William ShakespeareNot Peer Reviewed
The Merry Wives of Windsor (Folio 1, 1623)
232Eu. It is a fery di
scetion-an
swere;
saue the fall is in
233the 'ord, di
ssolutely: the ort is (according to our mea
- 234ning) re
solutely: his meaning is good.
235Sh. I: I thinke my Co
sen meant well.
236Sl. I, or el
se I would I might be hang'd (la.)
237Sh. Here comes faire Mi
stris
Anne; would I were
238yong for your
sake, Mi
stris
Anne.
239An. The dinner is on the Table, my Father de
sires
240your wor
ships company.
241Sh. I will wait on him, (faire Mi
stris
Anne.)
242Eu. Od's ple
ssed-wil: I wil not be ab
sēce at the grace.
243An. Wil't plea
se your wor
ship to come in, Sir?
244Sl. No, I thank you for
sooth, hartely; I am very well.
245An. The dinner attends you, Sir.
246Sl. I am not a-hungry, I thanke you, for
sooth: goe,
247Sirha, for all you are my man, goe wait vpon my Co
sen
248Shallow: a Iu
stice of peace
sometime may be beholding
249to his friend, for a Man; I keepe but three Men, and a
250Boy yet, till my Mother be dead: but what though, yet
251I liue like a poore Gentleman borne.
252An. I may not goe in without your wor
ship: they
253will not
sit till you come.
254Sl. I'faith, ile eate nothing: I thanke you as much as
256An. I pray you Sir walke in.
257Sl. I had rather walke here (I thanke you) I bruiz'd
258my
shin th'other day, with playing at Sword and Dag
- 259ger with a Ma
ster of Fence (three veneys for a di
sh of
260stew'd Prunes) and by my troth, I cannot abide the
smell
261of hot meate
since. Why doe your dogs barke
so? be
262there Beares ith' Towne?
263An. I thinke there are, Sir, I heard them talk'd of.
264Sl. I loue the
sport well, but I
shall as
soone quarrell
265at it, as any man in
England: you are afraid if you
see the
266Beare loo
se, are you not?
268Sl. That's meate and drinke to me now: I haue
seene
269Sackerson loo
se, twenty times, and haue taken him by the
270Chaine: but (I warrant you) the women haue
so cride
271and
shrekt at it, that it pa
st: But women indeede, cannot
272abide 'em, they are very ill-fauour'd rough things.
273Ma. Pa. Come, gentle M.
Slender, come; we
stay for you.
274Sl. Ile eate nothing, I thanke you Sir.
275Ma. Pa. By cocke and pie, you
shall not choo
se, Sir:
277Sl. Nay, pray you lead the way.
279Sl. Mi
stris
Anne: your
selfe
shall goe
fir
st.
280An. Not I Sir, pray you keepe on.
281Sl. Truely I will not goe
fir
st: truely-la: I will not
284Sl. Ile rather be vnmannerly, then trouble
some: you
285doe your
selfe wrong indeede-la.
Exeunt.
287Enter Euans, and Simple. 288Eu. Go your waies, and a
ske of Do
ctor
Caius hou
se,
289which is the way; and there dwels one Mi
stris
Quickly;
290which is in the manner of his Nur
se; or his dry-Nur
se; or
291his Cooke; or his Laundry; his Wa
sher, and his Ringer.
293Eu. Nay, it is petter yet
: giue her this letter; for it is
294a 'oman that altogeathers acquaintāce with Mi
stris
Anne 295Page; and the Letter is to de
sire, and require her to
soli
- 296cite your Ma
sters de
sires, to Mi
stris
Anne Page: I pray
297you be gon: I will make an end of my dinner; ther's Pip
- 298pins and Chee
se to come.
Exeunt.
300Enter Falstaffe, Host, Bardolfe, Nym, Pistoll, Page. 301Fal. Mine
Host of the
Garter?
302Ho. What
saies my Bully Rooke?
speake
schollerly,
304Fal. Truely mine
Host; I mu
st turne away
some of my
306Ho. Di
scard, (bully
Hercules) ca
sheere; let them wag;
308Fal. I
sit at ten pounds a weeke.
309Ho. Thou'rt an Emperor (
Cesar,
Keiser and
Pheazar)
310I will entertaine
Bardolfe: he
shall draw; he
shall tap;
said
311I well (bully
Hector?)
312Fa. Doe
so (good mine
Host.
313Ho. I haue
spoke; let him follow; let me
see thee froth,
314and liue
: I am at a word
: follow.
315Fal. Bardolfe, follow him
: a
Tapster is a good trade:
316an old Cloake, makes a new Ierkin: a wither'd Seruing
- 317man, a fre
sh Tap
ster: goe, adew.
318Ba. It is a life that I haue de
sir'd: I will thriue.
319Pist. O ba
se hungarian wight: wilt
yu the
spigot wield.
320Ni. He was gotten in drink: is not the humor cōceited?
321Fal. I am glad I am
so acquit of this Tinderbox: his
322Thefts were too open
: his
filching was like an vn
skilfull
323Singer, he kept not time.
324Ni. The good humor is to
steale at a minutes re
st.
325Pist. Conuay: the wi
se it call: Steale? foh: a
fico for
327Fal. Well
sirs, I am almo
st out at heeles.
328Pist. Why then let Kibes en
sue.
329Fal. There is no remedy: I mu
st conicatch, I mu
st shift.
330Pist. Yong Rauens mu
st haue foode.
331Fal. Which of you know
Ford of this Towne?
332Pist. I ken the wight: he is of
sub
stance good.
333Fal. My hone
st Lads, I will tell you what I am about.
334Pist. Two yards, and more.
335Fal. No quips now
Pistoll: (Indeede I am in the wa
ste
336two yards about: but I am now about no wa
ste: I am a
- 337bout thrift) briefely: I doe meane to make loue to
Fords 338wife: I
spie entertainment in her:
shee di
scour
ses:
shee
339carues
: she giues the leere of inuitation
: I can con
strue
340the a
ction of her familier
stile, & the harde
st voice of her
341behauior (to be engli
sh'd rightly) is,
I am Sir Iohn Falstafs.
342Pist. He hath
studied her will; and tran
slated her will:
343out of hone
sty, into Engli
sh.
344Ni. The Anchor is deepe: will that humor pa
sse?
345Fal. Now, the report goes,
she has all the rule of her
346hu
sbands Pur
se: he hath a legend of Angels.
347Pist. As many diuels entertaine: and to her Boy
say I.
348Ni. The humor ri
ses: it is good: humor me the angels.
349Fal. I haue writ me here a letter to her: & here ano
- 350ther to
Pages wife, who euen now gaue mee good eyes
351too; examind my parts with mo
st iudicious illiads:
some
- 352times the beame of her view, guilded my foote:
some
- 353times my portly belly.
Pist.
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