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at the grace.
Anne. The dinner is on the table; my father desires your worships' company.
Shal. I will wait on him, fair mistress Anne.
[Exeunt Shal. and Sir H. Evans.
Go, sirrah, for all you are my man, go, wait upon ja Tree peace sometime may be beholden to his friend for
a man :-1 keep but three men and a boy yet, till my mother be dead: but what though? yet I live like a poor gentleman born.
Anne. I may not go in without your worship: they will not sit, till you come.
Slen. I'faith, I'll eat nothing ; I thank you as much as though I did. Anne. I pray you, sir, walk in.
Slen. I had rather walk here, I thank you : I bruised my shin the other day with playing at sword and dagger with a master of fence, three veneysl for a dish of stewed prunes; and, by my troth, I cannot abide the smell of hot meat since. Why do your dogs bark so? be there bears i' the town?
Anne. I think there are, sir; I heard them talked of.
Slen. I love the sport well; but I shall as soon quarrel at it, as any man in England :-you are afraid, if you see the bear loose, are you not ?
Anne. Ay, indeed, sir.
(1) Three set-to's, bouts, or hits. VOL. I.
have seen Sackersoni loose, twenty times; and have taken him by the chain : but, I warrant you, the women have so cried and shriek'd at it, that it pass'd:2-but women, indeed, cannot abide 'em; they are very ill-favoured rough things.
Re-enter Page. Page. Come, gentle master Slender, come; we stay for you.
Šlen. I'll eat nothing ; I thank you, sir.
Page. By cock and pye, you shall not choose, sir: come, come.
Slen. Nay, pray you, lead the way.
Slen. Truly, I will not go first; truly, la: I will
pray you, sir. Slen. I'll rather be unmannerly than troublesome: you do yourself wrong, indeed, la.
(Exeunt. SCENE II.—The same. Enter Sir Hugh Evans
Simp. Well, sir.
-give her this letter; for it is a 'oman that altogether's acquaintance with mistress Anne Page; and the letter is, to desire and require her to solicit your master's
(1) The name of a bear exhibited at Paris. Garden, in Southwark.
(2) Surpassed all expression,
desires to mistress Anne Page: I pray you, be gone; I will make an end of my dinner: there's pippins and cheese to come.
SCENE III.-A room in the Garter Inn. Enter
Falstaff, Host, Bardolph, Nym, Pistol, and
Host. What says my bully-rook ? Speak scholarly, and wisely. Fal. Truly, mine host, I must turn away some
I of my followers.
Host. Discard, bully Hercules ; cashier : let them wag; trot, trot.
Fal. I sit at ten pounds a week. Host. Thou’rt an emperor, Cæsar, Keisar, and Pheezar. I will entertain Bardolph; he shall draw, he shall tap: said I well, bully Hector ?
Fal. Do so, good mine host.
Host. I have spoke ; let him follow : let me see thee froth, and lime: I am at a word ; follow.
[Exit Host. Fal. Bardolph, follow him; a tapster is a good trade: an old cloak makes a new jerkin; a withered serving-man, a fresh tapster : go; adieu.
Bard. It is a life that I have desired; I will thrive. Pist. O base Gongarianl wight! wilt thou the
spigot wield? Nym. He was gotten in drink: is not the humour conceited ? His mind is not heroic, and there's the humour of it.
Fal. I am glad, I am so acquit of this tinder. box; his thefts were too open: his filching was like an unskilful singer, he kept not time.
Nym. The good humour is, to steal at a minute's rest.
(1) For Hungarian,
Pist. Convey, the wise it call: steal! foh; a ficol for the phrase !
Fal. Well, sirs, I am almost out at heels.
Fal. There is no remedy; I must coney-catch;
Pist. Young ravens must have food.
know Ford of this town? Pist. I ken the wight; he is of substance good.
Fal. My honest lads, I will tell you what I am about.
Pist. Two yards, and more.
Fal. No quips now, Pistol ; indeed I am in the waist two yards about: but I am now about no waste; I am about thrift. Briefly, I do mean to make love to Ford's wife; I spy entertainment in her; she discourses, she carves, she gives the leer of invitation : I can construe the action of her familiar style; and the hardest voice of her behaviour, to be English'd rightly, is, I am Sir John Falstaff's.
Pist. He hath studied her well, and translated her well; out of honesty into English.
Nym. The anchor is deep: will that humour pass?
Fal. Now, the report goes, she has all the rule of her husband's purse; she hath legions of anPist. As many devils entertain ; and, To her,
boy, say I. Nym. The humour rises; it is good: humour me the angels.
Fal. I have writ me here a letter to her: and here another to Page's wife; who even now gave me good eyes too, examind my parts with most judicious eyliads : sometimes the beam of her view gilded my foot, sometimes my portly belly. Pist. Then did the sun on dunghill shine.
(2) Gold coin.
Nym. I thank thee for that humour.
Fal. O, she did so course o'er my exteriors with such a greedy. intention, that the appetite of her eye did seem to scorch me up like a burning-glass ! Here's another letter to her : she bears the purse too: she is a region in Guiana, all gold and bounty. I will be cheaterl to them both, and they shall be exchequers to me; they shall be my East and West Indies, and I will trade to them both. Go, bear thou this letter to mistress Page; and thou this to mistress Ford : we will thrive, lads, we will thrive.
Pist. Shall I Sir Pandarus of Troy become, And by my side wear steel? then, Lucifer take all !
Nym. I will run no base humour; here, take the humour letter; I will keep the 'haviour of reputation. Fal. Hold, sirrah, (to Rob.] bear you these let
ters tightly;2 Sail like my pinnace to these golden shores.Rogues, hence, avaunt ! vanish like hail-stones, go; Trudge, plod, away, o' the hoof; seek shelter,
pack! Falstaff will learn the humour of this age, French thrift, you rogues ; myself, and skirted
page. [Exeunt Falstaff and Robin. Pist. Let vultures gripe thy guts! for gourd and
fullam3 holds, And high and low beguile the rich and poor : Tester
I'll have in pouch, 4 when thou shalt lack, Base Phrygian Turk!
Nym. I have operations in my head, which be humours of revenge.
Pist. Wilt thou revenge?
By welkin, and her star!
With both the humours, I ; (1) Escheatour, an officer in the Exchequer. (2) Cleverly. (3) False dice.
Sixpence I'll have in pocket.