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Mrs. Page. The spirit of wantonness is, sure, I And makes milch-kine yield blood, and shakes a scared out of him; if the devil have him not in fee-simple, with fine and recovery, he will In a most hideous and dreadful manner : never, I think, in the way of waste, attempt us You have heard of such a spirit; and well you again. know,

The superstitious idle-headed eld⚫
Received, and did deliver to our age,
This tale of Herne the hunter for a truth.
Page. Why, yet there want not many, that do

Mrs. Ford. Shall we tell our husbands how we have served him?

Mrs. Page. Yes, by all means; if it be but to scrape the figures out of your husband's brains. If they can find in their hearts, the poor unvirtuous fat knight shall be any further afilicted, we two will still be the ministers.

Mrs. Ford. I'll warrant, they'll have him publicly shamed: and, methinks, there would be no period to the jest, should be not be publicly shamed.

Mrs. Page. Come to the forge with it then, shape it: I would not have things cool.

Mrs. Ford. Marry, this is our device;
That Falstaff at that oak shall meet with us,
Disguised like Herne, with huge horns on his


Page. Well, let it not be doubted but he'll


And in this shape: When you have brought him
What shall be done with him? what is your
plot ?

Mrs. Page. That ikewise have we thought
upon, and thus:
to-Nan Page my daughter, and my little son,
And three or four more of their growth, we'll

Like urchins, ouphes, + and fairies, green and white,

[Exeunt. SCENE III-A Room in the Garter Inn. Enter HOST and BARDOLPH.

Bard. Sir, the Germans desire to have three of your horses: the duke himself will be morrow at court, and they are going to meet him.

Host. What duke should that be, comes so secretly? I hear not of him in the court: Let me speak with the gentlemen ; they speak English?

Bard. Ay, Sir; I'll call them to you. Host. They shall have my horses; but I'll make them pay, I'll sauce them; they have had my houses a week at cominand; I have turned away my other guests: they must come off; I'll sauce them: Come. [Exeunt.

nour stand,

In him that was of late a heretic,

As firm as faith.

Page. 'Tis well, 'tis well; no more.
Be not as extreme in submission,
As in offence;

SCENE IV.-A Room in FORD's House. Enter PAGE, FORD, Mrs. PAGE, Mrs. FORD, and Sir HUGH EVANS.

Era. 'Tis one of the pest discretions of a 'oman as ever I did look upon.

Page. And did he send you both these letters

at an instant?

Mrs. Page. Within a quarter of an hour. Ford. Pardon me, wife: Henceforth do what thou wilt,

I rather will suspect the sun with cold,

Than thee with wantonness: now doth thy ho burn the knight with my taber.

But let our plot go forward; let our wives
Yet once again, to make us public sport,
Appoint a meeting with this old fat fellow,
Where we may take him, and disgrace him for


Ford. There is no better way than that they spoke of.

Page. How to send him word they'll meet him in the park at midnight! fe, fie; he'll never


In deep of night to walk by this Herne's oak:
But what of this?

Eva. You say he has been thrown in the rivers; and bas been grievously peaten, as an old 'oman: methinks, there should be terrors in him, that he should not come; methinks, his flesh is punished, he shall have no desires.

Page. So think I too.

Mrs. Ford. Devise but how you'll use him when he comes, And let us two devise to bring him thither. Mrs. Page. There is an old tale goes, that Herne the bunter, Sometime a keeper bere in Windsor forest, Doth all the winter time, at still midnight, Walk round about an oak, with great ragg'd horns; And there he blasts the tree, and takes the cattle, • Strikes.

With rounds of waxen tapers on their heads,
And rattles in their hands; upon a sudden,
As Falstaff, she, and I, are newly met,
Let them from forth a saw-pit rush at once
With some diffused song; upon their sight
We two in great amazedness will fly :
Then let them all encircle him about,
And, fairy-like, to pinch the unclean knight;
And ask him, why that hour of fairy revel,
In their so sacred paths he dares to tread,
In shape profane.

Mrs. Ford. And till he tell the truth,
Let the supposed fairies pinch him sound,
And burn him with their tapers.

Mrs. Page. The truth being known,
We'll all present ourselves; dishorn the spirit,
And mock him home to Windsor.

Ford. The children must

Be practised well to this, or they'll ne'er do't. Eva. I will teach the children their behavi ours; and I will be like a jack-an-apes also, to

Ford. That will be excellent. I'll go buy them vizards.

Mrs. Page. My Nan shall be the queen of all the fairies, Finely attired in a robe of white.

Page. That silk will I go buy ;-and in that

Shall master Slender steal my Nan away,

[Aside. And marry her at Eton.--Go, send to Falstaff straight.

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Though twenty thousand worthier come to crave from behind one of them, in a slough of mire; [Exit. and set spurs, and away, like three German dcvils, three doctor Faustuses. SCENE V.-A Room in the Garter Inn. Enter HOST and SIMPLE.

Host. They are gone but to meet the dar, villain: do not say, they be fled; Germans are honest men.

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Fal. There was, mine host, an old fat woman even now with me; but she's gone,

Sim. Pray you, Sir, was't not the wise woman of Brentford ?

Fal. Ay, marry, was it, muscle-shell; would you with her?


Sim. My master, Sir, my master Slender, sent to her, seeing her go thorough the streets, to know, Sir, whether one Nym, Sir, that beguiled him of a chain, bad the chain, or no.

Fal. I spake with the old woman about it. Sim. And what says she, I pray, Sir? Fal. Marry, she says, that the very same man, that beguiled master Slender of his chain, cozened him of it.

Sim. I would I could have spoken with the woman herself; I had other things to have spoken with her too, from him.

Fal. What are they? let us know.
Host. Ay, come; quick.

Sim. I may not conceal them, Sir.
Fal. Conceal them, or thou diest.

Sim. Why, Sir, they were nothing but about mistress Anne Page; to know, if it were my master's fortune to have ber, or no.

Eva. Where is mine host?
Host. What is the matter, Sir?

Eva. Have a care of your entertainments: there is a friend of mine come to town, tells me there is three couzin germans, that has cozenes all the hosts of Readings, of Maidenhead, of Colebrook, of horses and money. I tell you fa good-will, look you you are wise, and fum o gibes and vlouting-stogs; and 'tis not you should be cozened: Fare you well.


Sim. May I be so bold to say so, Sir?
Fal. Ay, Sir Tike; who more boid?
Sim. I thank your worship: I shall make my
master glad with these tidings. Exit SIMPLE.
Host. Thou art clerkly, thou art clerkly, Sir
John Was there a wise woman with thee?


Fal. Ay, that there was, mine host; one, that bath taught me more wit than ever I learned before in my life and I paid nothing for it neither, but was paid for my learning.


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Enter Doctor CAIUS.

Caius. Vere is mine Host de Jarterre. Host. Here, master doctor, in perplexity, doubtful dilemma.

Caius. I cannot tell vat is dat; but it is tr a me, dat you make grand preparation for a date de Jarmany: by my trot, dere is no dake, dat the court is know to come; I tell you for god vill: adien. ¡E Host. Hoe and ery, villain, go:-assist me, knight; I am undone :-fly, run, hue as cry, villain! I am undone !

Fal. 'Tis, 'tis his fortune.

Sim. What, Sir?

Fal. To have her, or no: Go; say, the wo- I was beaten myself into all the colours of the man told me so.

rainbow, and I was like to be apprehended for the witch of Brentford; but that my admirable dexterity of wit, my counterfeiting the action of an old woman, deliver'd me, the knave const ble had set me i' the stocks, i' the common stocks, for a witch.

Quick. Sir, let me speak with you in your chamber: you shall hear how things go; and, I warrant, to your content. Here is a letter will say somewhat. Good hearts, what ado bere is to bring you together! Sure, one of you does not serve heaven well, that you are so crossed. Fal. Come up into my chamber.


Bard. Out, alas, Sir! cozenage! meer cozenage! Host. Where be my horses? speak well of them varletto.

Bard. Run away with the cozeners: for so soon as I came beyond Eton, they threw me off,


Fal. I would all the world might be cozened: for I have been cozen'd and beaten too. If should come to the ear of the court, how I he been transformed, and how my transformat in hath been washed and cudgelled, they wound melt me out of my fat, drop by drop, and Liquor fishermen's boots with me: I warrant, they wond whip me with their fine wits, till I were as crestfallen as a dried pear. I never prospered sauce I forswore myself at Primero. Well, if my wind were but long enough to say my prayers, i would repent.—

Enter Mrs. QUICKLY.
Now! whence come you?

Quick. From the two parties, forsooth.
Fal. The devil take one party, and his da
the other, and so they shall be both bestowed! 1
have suffered more for their sakes, more than the
villanous inconstancy of man's disposition is able
to bear.

Quick. And have not they suffered? Yes, I warrant; speciously one of them; mistress Ford. good heart, is beaten black and blue, that you cannot see a white spot about her.

Fal. What tell'st thou me of black and bine f

[Ereunt. SCENE VI.—Another Room in the Garter


Enter FENTON and Host.

Host. Master Fenton, talk not to me; my mind is heavy, I will give over all. Fent. Yet hear me speak: Assist me in my purpose,

• A game at cards.

And, as I am a gentleman, I'll give thee
A hundred pound in gold, more than your loss.
Host. I will hear you, master Fenton; and I
will, at the least, keep your counsel.

Fent. From time to time I have acquainted

Fal. Away, I say; time wears: hold up your head, and mince. [Exit Mrs. QUICKLY. Enter FORD.


With the dear love I bear to fair Anne Page;
Who, mutually, bath answer'd my affection
(So far forth as herself might be her chooser,)
Even to my wish: I have a letter from her
Of such contents as you wili wonder at:
The mirth whereof so larded with my matter,
That neither, singly, can be manifested,
Without the show of both; wherein' fat

Hath a great scene: the image of the jest.
[Showing the letter.
I'll show you here at large. Hark, good mine


To-night at Herne's oak, just 'twixt twelve and


Must my sweet Nan present the fairy queen;
The purpose why, is here; in which disguise,
While other jests are something rank on foot,
Her father hath commanded her to slip
Away with Slender, and with him at Eton
Immediately to marry: she hath consented:
Now, Sir,

Her mother, even strong against that match,
And firm for doctor Caius, bath appointed
That he shall likewise shume her away,
While other sports are tasking of their minds,
And at the deanery, where a priest attends,
Straight marry her: to this her mother's plot
She, seemingly obedient, likewise hath
Made promise to the doctor;-Now, thus it


How now, master Brook? Master Brook, the matter will be known to-night, or never. Be you in the Park about midnight, at Herne's oak, aud you shall see wonders.

Ford. Went you not to her yesterday, Sir, as you told me you had appointed?

Fal. I went to her, master Brook, as you see, like a poor old man: but I came from her, That Fal-master Brook, like a poor old woman. same knave, Ford her husband, hath the finest mad devil of jealousy in him, master I will tell Brook, that ever governed frenzy. you. He beat me grievously, in the shape of a woman; for in the shape of man, master Brook, I fear not Goliath with a weaver's beam ; because I know also, life is a shuttle. I am in haste; go along with me; I'll tell you all, master Brook. Since I plucked geese, played truant, and whipped top, I knew not what it was to be beaten, till lately. Follow me: I' tell you strange things of this knave Ford: on whom to-night I will be revenged, and I will deliver his wife into your hand.-Follow: Strange things in hand, master Brook! follow.


Her father means she shall be all in white;
And in that habit, when Slender sees his time
To take her by the hand and bid ber go,
She shall go with him :-her mother bath

The better to denote her to the doctor,
(For they must all be mask'd and vizarded,)
That, quaint ↑ in green, she shall be loose en-

With ribbands pendant, flaring 'bout her head;
And when the doctor spies his vantage ripe,
To pinch her by the hand, and, on that token,
The maid hath given consent to go with him.
Host. Which means she to deceive? father or

Fent. Both, my good host, to go along with


And here it rests,-that you'll procure the


To stay for me at church, 'twixt twelve and

In the letter.

SCENE II-Windsor Park.


Page. Come, come; we'll couch i' the castle ditch, till we see the light of our fairies.—Remember, son Slender, my daughter.

Sten. Ay, forsooth; I have spoke with her, and we have a nay-word, how to know one another. I come to her in white, and cry, mum; in-she cries, budget; and by that we know one


And, in the lawful name of marrying,
To give our hearts united ceremony.

Host, Well, husband your device; I'll to the

Bring you the maid, you shall not lack a priest.
Fent. So shall I evermore be bound to thee;
Besides, I'll make a present recompense.



• ACT V.

SCENE I-A Room in the Garter Inn.

Fal. Pr'ythee, no more prattling ;-go.--
I'll hold: This is the third time; I hope, good
luck lies in odd numbers. Away, go; they say,
there is divinity in odd numbers, either in
nativity, chance, or death.-Away.

Quick. I'll provide you a chain; and I'll do
what I can to get you a pair of borns.

+ Fantastically.

Keep to the time.


Shal. That's good too: But what needs either your mum, or her budget? the white will decipher her well enough.-It hath struck ten o'clock.

Page. The night is dark; light and spirits will become it well. Heaven prosper our sport! No man means evil but the devil, and we shall know him by his horns. Let's away; follow me. [Exeunt.

SCENE III.-The Street in Windsor.
Enter Mrs. PAGE, Mrs. FORD, and Dr.

Mrs. Page. Master doctor, my daughter is in green when you see your time, take her by the hand, away with her to the deanery, and despatch it quickly: Go before into the park; we two must go together.


Caius. I know vat I have to do; Adien.

Mrs. Page. Fare you well, Sir. [Exit CAIUS.] My husband will not rejoice so much at the doctor's marrying my daughter: but 'tis no matter; better a little chiding, than a great deal of heart-break.

Mrs. Ford. Where is Nan now, and her troop of fairies and the Welsh devil, Hugh T

Mrs. Page. They are all couched in a pit hard by Herne's oak, with obscured lights; which, at the the very instant of Falstaff's and our meet. ing, they will at once display to the night.

Mrs. Ford That cannot choose but amaze him.

Mrs. Page. If he be not amazed, he will be mocked; if he be amazed, he will every way be mocked.

Mrs. Ford. We'll betray him finely.
Mrs. Pare. Against such lewdsters, and their
Those that betray him do no treachery.

• Watch-word.

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Mrs. Ford. The hour draws ou; To the oak, I'll wink and couch: No man their works t to the oak ! [Exeunt. [Lies down upon his face. Eva. Where's Pede ?-Go you, and where you find a maid, That, ere she sleep, has thrice her prayers sand, Raise up the organs of her fantasy,

SCENE IV.-Windsor Park.

Enter Sir HUGH EVANS, and Fairies. Eva. Trib, trib, fairies; come; and remem-Sleep she as sound as careless infancy, ber your parts: be pold, I pray you; follow me But those as sleep, and think not on their sins, into the pit; and when I give the watch-'ords, Pinch them, arms, legs, back, shoulders, sides, do as I pid you; Come, come; trib, trib.

and shins.

Quick. About, about;

[Exeunt. SCENE V.-Another part of the Park. Enter FALSTAFF disguised, with a buck's head on.

Search Windsor castle, elves, within and out? Strew good luck, ouphes, on every sacred room; In state as wholesome, as in state "tis ft; That it may stand till the perpetual doom, Worthy the owner and the owner it. Fal. The Windsor bell hath struck twelve; The several chairs of order look you scour the minute draws on: Now, the hot-blooded With juice of balm, and every precious flower: gods assist me:-Remember, Jove, thou wast Each fair instalment, coat, and several crest, a bull for thy Europa; love set on thy horns. With loyal blazon, evermore be blest ! -O powerful love! that, in some respects, makes And nightly, meadow-fairies, look, you sing, a beast a man; in some other, a man a beast. Like to the Garter's compass, in a ring: -You were also, Jupiter, a swan, for the love The expressure that it bears, green let it be, of Leda ;-0 omnipotent love how near the More fertile-fresh than all the field to see; god drew to the complexion of a goose !-A| And, Hony soit qui mal y pense, write, fault done first in the form of a beast ;-0In Jove, a beastly fault! and then another fault in the semblance of a fowl; think on't, Jove; a foul fault. When gods have hot backs, what shall poor men do? For me, I am here a Windsor stag; and the fattest, I think, i' the forest send me a cool rut-time, Jove, or who can blame me to piss my tallow? Who comes here? my doe ?

emerald turfs, flowers purple, blue, and

Like sapphire, pearl, and rich embroidery,
Buckled below fair knighthood's bending knee:
Fairies use flowers for their charactery.
Away; disperse: But, till 'tis one o'clock,
Our dance of custom, round about the cak
Of Herne the hunter, let us not forget.

Eva. Pray you, lock hand in hand: your-
selves in order set:

Enter Mrs. FORD, and Mrs. PAGE, Mrs. Ford. Sir John? art thou there, my deer? my male deer?

Fal. My doe with the black scut?-Let the sky rain potatoes; let it thunder to the tune of Green Sleeves; hail kissing-comfits, and snow eringoes; let there come a tempest of provocation, I will shelter me here.

[Embracing her.

Mrs. Ford. Mistress Page is come with me, sweetheart.


Mrs. Page. Away, away. [They run off.

Fal. I think the devil will not have me damned, lest the oil that is in me should set hell on fire; be would never else cross me thus.

Pist. A trial, come.

If he be chaste, the flame will back descend, Fal. Divide me like a bride-buck, each a And turn bim to no pain; but if he start haunch; I will keep my sides to myself, myIt is the flesh of a corrupted heart. shoulders for the fellow of this walk, and my horns I bequeath your husbands. Am I a woodman? ha! Speak I like Herne the hunter?Why, now is Cupid a child of conscience; he makes restitution. As I am a true spirit, welcome ! [Noise within. Mrs. Page. Alas! what noise? Mrs. Ford. Heaven forgive our sins! Fal. What should this be?

Eva. Come, will this wood take fire!
[They burn him with their tapers.
Fal. Ob! oh! oh!
Quick. Corrupt, corrupt, and tainted in de-

sire !

About him fairies; sing a scornful rhyme :
And, as you trip, still pinch him to your time.
Eva. It is right; indeed he is full of lechers
and iniquity.

Enter Sir HUGH EVANS, like a satyr; Mrs. QUICKLY, and PISTOL; ANNE PAGE, as the Fairy Queen, attended by her brother and others, dressed like fairies, with waxen tapers on their heads.

Quick. Fairies, black, grey, green, and white,
You moon-shine revellers, and shades of night,
You orphan-beirs of fixed destiny,
Attend your office, and your quality.+→→→→
Crier Hobgoblin, make the fairy o yes.
Pist. Elves, list your names; silence, you

And twenty glow-worms shall our lanterns be,
To guide our measure round about the tree.
But stay; I smell a man of middle earth.

airy toys.

Cricket, to Windsor chimnies shalt thou leap:
Where tires thou find'st unrak'd, and hearths

There pinch the maids as blue as bilberry;
Our radiant queen hates sluts and sluttery.

Fal: They are fairies; he that speaks to them
shall die:

• Keeper of the forest. Fellowship. Wortleberry.

Fal. Heavens defeud me from that Welsh fairy! lest he transform me to a piece cheese !

Pist. Vile worm, thou wast o'er-look'd even
in thy birth,
Quick. With trial-fire touch me his finger-


Fye on sinful fantasy !
Fye on lust and luxury!
Lust is but a bloody fire,
Kindled with unchaste desire,
Fed in heart; whose flames aspire,
As thoughts do blow them, higher and higher.
Pinch him, fairies, mutually,
Pinch him, for his villany;
Pinch him, and burn him, and turn kis

Till candles, and star-light, and moonshine

be out.

During this song, the faries pinch FALSTAFF.

Doctor CAIUS comes one way, and steals away a fairy in green; SLENDER another way, and takes off a fairy in white: and FENTON comes, and steals away Mrs. ANNE PAGE. A noise of hunting is made within. All the fairies run away. FAISTAFF pulls off his buck's head and rises.

•The letters.

Enter PAGE, FORD, Mrs. PAGE, and Mrs.
FORD. They lay hold on him.

Page. Nay, do not fly: I think we have watch'd you now:

Will noue but Herne the hunter serve your turn?

Mrs. Page. I pray you, come; hold up the jest no bigber :

Now, good Sir John, how like you Windsor


Page. Yet be cheerful, knight; thou shalt eat

See you these, husband? do not these fair a posset to-night at my house; where I will desire thee to laugh at my wife, that now laughs at thee: Tell her, master Slender bath married her daughter.


Become the forest better than the town?

Ford. Now, Sir, who's a cuckold now Master Brook, Falstaff's a knave, a cuckoldly knave; here are his borus, master Brook: And, master Brook, he hath enjoyed nothing of Ford's bat bis buck-basket, bis cudgel, and twenty pounds of money; which must be paid to mas ter Brook; his horses are arrested for it, masier Brook.

Mrs. Ford. Sir John, we have had ill lock; we could never meet. I will never take you for my love again, but I will always count you my deer.

Fal. I do begin to perceive that I am made

an ass.

Ford. Ay, and an ox too; both the proofs are


Fal. And these are not fairies! I was three or four times in the thought they were not fairies and yet the guiluuess of my mind, the sudden surprise of my powers, drove the gross ness of the foppery into a received belief, in despite of the teeth of all rhyme and reason, that they were fairies. See now, how wit may! be made a Jack-a-lent, when 'tis upon u employment.


E a. Sir John Falstaff, serve Got, and leave your desires, and fairies will not pinse you. Ford. Well said, fairy Hugh.

Eta. And leave you your jealousies too, I

to one master Brook, that you have cozened of money, to whom you should have been a pander: over and above that you bave suffered, I think, to repay that money will be a biting


Mrs. Ford. Nay, husband, let that go to make

Forgive that sam, and so we'll all be friends.
Ford. Well, here's my hand; all's forgiven at

pray you.

Ford. I will never mistrust my wife again, till thou art able to woo her in good English.

Fal. Have I laid my brain in the sun, and dried it, that it wants matter to prevent so gross o'er-reaching as this? Am I riiden with a Welsh goat too I Shall I have a cotcomb of i frize? 'tis time I were chosed with a piece of toasted cheese.

Eva. Seese is not good to give patter; your pelly is all putter.

Fal. Seese and putter! Have I lived to stand at the taunt of one that makes fritters of Engliola? This is enough to be the decay of lust and latewalking, through the realm.

Mrs. Page. Why, Sir John, do you think,

though we would have thrust virtue ont of our hearts by the head and shoulders, and have given ourselves without scruple to hell, that ever the devil could have made you our de light?

Ford. What, a hodge-pudding ? a bag of flax?
Mrs. Page. A puffed man!

Mr. Puge. Doctors doubt that: If Anne Page be my daughter, she is, by this, doctor Calus wife. [Aside.

• Horns which Falstaff had.

+ A fool's cap of Wish materiais.

1 Flanuel was originally the manufacture of Wales.


Sten. Whoo, ho! ho! father Page.

Page. Son! how now ! how now, son? have you despatched?

Page. Why, this is your own folly: Did not [ tell you, how you should know my daughter by ber garments?

Sien. I went to her in white, and cried mum, and she cried budget, as Anne and I had ap 'porated; and yet it was not Anne, but a post. taster's boy.

Era. Jeshu! Master Slender, cannot you see but marry boys?

Page. Oh I am vexed at heart: What shall I do?

Mrs. Page. Good George, be not angry : 1 knew of your purpose; turned my daughter into [green; and, indeed, she is now with the doctor at the deanery, and there marned.

Enter CAIUS.

cozened; 1 ba' married un garçon, a boy; un Calor, Vere is mistress Page? By gar, I am poison, by gar, a boy; it is not Anne Page: by gar, I am cozened,

Mrs. Page. Why did you take her in


Sten. Despatched-I'll make the best in Glou cestershire know on't; would I were hanged, la, eise.

Page. Of what, son?

Sten. I came yonder at Eton to marry mis. tress Anne Page, and she's a great lubberly boy: If it had not been i' the church, I would have swinged him, or he should have swinged If I did not think it had been Anne Page, me. would I might never stir, and 'tis a post-master's boy.

Page. Upon my life then you took the wrong, Sten. What need you tell me that? I think 19, when I took a boy for a guri: If I had been married to him, for all he was in woman's up. parel, I would not have bad bim.

Page. Oid, cold, withered, and of intolerable entrails?

Ford. And one that is as slanderous as Satan?

Page. And as poor as Job?

Ford. And as wicked as his wife 1

Eta. And given to fornications, and to taverns, and sack, and wine, and methegiins, and to drinkings, and swearings, and starings, pribbles and prabbles?


Fal. Well, I am your theme: you have the start of me; I am dejected; I am not able to answer the Welsh flannel; ; ignorance itself is a plummet o'er me: use me as you will.

Ford. Marry, Sir, we'll bring you to Windsor,

I'll raise all Windsor.
Calus. Ay, be gar, and 'tis a boy; be gar,
Ford. This is strange: Who hath got the right

Page My heart misgives me : Hese comes master Fenton,

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