A pleasant conceited Co-
medie, of Syr Iohn Falstaffe, and the
merry Wiues of VVindsor.
21Enter Iustice Shallow, Syr Hugh, Maister Page, 63Shal. NEre talke to me, Ile make a
star-cham
- 365 The Councell
shall know it.
36.16Pag. Nay good mai
ster
Shallow be per
swaded by (mee.
36.27Slen. Nay,
surely my vncle
shall not put it vp
so.
36.38Sir Hu. Wil you not heare rea
sons
M. Slenders?
36.49You
should heare rea
sons.
36.510Shal. Tho he be a knight, he
shall not thinke to
36.712M. Page I will not be wronged. For you
36.813Syr, I loue you, and for my cou
sen
36.914He comes to looke vpon your daughter.
36.1015Pa. And heres my hand, and if my daughter
36.1116Like him
so well as I, wee'l quickly haue it a match:
36.1217In the meane time let me intreat you to
soiourne
36.1318Here a while. And on my life Ile vndertake
36.1520Sir Hu. I pray you
M. Shallowes let it be
so.
A3
36.1621The matter is pud to arbitarments.
13022The
fir
st man is
M. Page, videlicet
M. Page.
23The
second is my
selfe, videlicet my
selfe.
13124And the third and la
st man, is mine ho
st of the gar
-(tyr.
131.125Enter Syr Iohn Falstaffe, Pistoll, Bardolfe, 10427Here is
sir
Iohn him
selfe now, looke you.
10528Fal. Now
M. Shallow, youle complaine of me
10629 to the Councell, I heare?
10730Shal. Sir
Iohn,
sir
Iohn, you haue hurt my keeper,
31Kild my dogs,
stolne my deere.
10932Fal. But not ki
ssed your keepers daughter.
11033Shal. Well this
shall be an
swered.
11134Fal. Ile an
swere it
strait. I haue done all this.
11235This is now an
swred.
11336Shal. Well, the Councell
shall know it.
11437Fal. Twere better for you twere knowne in (coun
sell,
11639Sir Hu. Good vrdes
sir
Iohn, good vrdes.
11740Fal. Good vrdes, good Cabidge.
41Slender I brake your head,
11842What matter haue you again
st mee?
11943Slen. I haue matter in my head again
st you and
12044your cogging companions,
Pistoll and
Nym. They
120.145carried mee to the Tauerne and made mee drunke,
120.246and afterward picked my pocket.
14147Fal. What
say you to this
Pistoll, did you picke
48Mai
ster
Slenders pur
se
Pistoll?
14249Slen. I by this handkercher did he. Two faire
14450shouell boord
shillings, be
sides
seuen groats in mill
Fal.
the merry wives of windsor.
144.252Fal. What
say you to this
Pistoll?
15053Pist. Sir
Iohn, and Mai
ster mine, I combat craue
54Of this
same laten bilbo. I do retort the lie
150.155Euen in thy gorge, thy gorge, thy gorge.
15356Slen. By this light it was he then.
153.157Nym. Syr my honor is not for many words,
15558But if you run bace humors of me,
15459I will
say mary trap. And there's the humor of it.
17260Fal. You heare the
se matters denide gentlemẽ,
173.162Enter Mistresse Foord, Mistresse Page, and her 173.465I thinke it be almo
st dinner time,
173.566For my wife is come to meet vs.
173.667Fal. Mi
stre
sse
Foord, I thinke your name is,
173.970Mis. Ford. Your mi
stake
sir is nothing but in the
173.1071Mi
stre
sse. But my hu
sbands name is
Foord sir.
173.1172Fal. I
shall de
sire your more acquaintance.
173.1273The like of you good mi
steris
Page.
173.1374Mis. Pa. With all my hart
sir
Iohn.
173.1677Pa. With all my hart, come along Gentlemen.
Anne.
A pleasant Comedie, of
173.1980Anne. Now for
sooth why do you
stay me?
173.2182Slen. Nay for my owne part, I would litle or no
- 173.2283thing with you. I loue you well, and my vncle can
173.2384tell you how my liuing
stands. And if you can loue
173.2485me why
so. If not, why then happie man be his
273.2788But
fir
st you mu
st giue me leaue to
273.2990And afterward to loue you if I can.
273.3091Slen. Why by God, there's neuer a man in chri
- 273.3192stendome can de
sire more. What haue you Beares
26293in your Towne mi
stre
sse
Anne, your dogs barke
so?
26794An. I cannot tell
M. Slender, I thinke there be.
27095Slen. Ha how
say you? I warrant your afeard of
26696a Beare let loo
se, are you not?
26898Slen. Now that's meate and drinke to me,
26999 Ile run yon to a Beare, and take her by the mu
ssell,
272102For they are maruellous rough things.
272.1103An. Will you goe in to dinner
M. Slendor?
272.3105Slen. No faith not I. I thanke you,
260106I cannot abide the
smell of hot meate
257107Nere
since I broke my
shin. Ile tel you how it came
259108By my troth. A Fencer and I plaid three venies
109For a di
sh of
stewd prunes, and I with my ward
259.1110Defending my head, he hot my
shin. Yes faith.
Enter
the merry wives of windsor.
273112Pa. Come, come Mai
ster S
lender, dinner
staies for
274114Slen. I can eate no meate, I thanke you.
275115Pa. You
shall not choo
se I
say.
277116Slen. Ile follow you
sir, pray leade the way.
279117Nay be God mi
steris
Anne, you
shall goe
fir
st,
281118I haue more manners then
so, I hope.
281.1119An. Well
sir, I will not be trouble
some.