Pa.Come wife, you anIwill in, weele leaue M.SlenderAnd my daughter to talke together. M.Shallow,You may stay sir if you please.ExitPage and his wife.35Shal.MaryIthanke you for that:To her cousin, to her.Slen.IfaithIknow not what to say.An.Now M. Slender, what’s your will?40Slen.Godeso, theres aIest indeed: why misterisAn, I neuer made will yet:Ithank God I am wise inough for that.Shal.Fie cusse fie, thou art not right,O thou hadst a father.Slen.I had a father misterisAnne, good vncleTell the Iest how my father stole the goose out of45The henloft. All this is nought, harke you mistresseAnne.Shal.He will make you ioynter of three hundred pound a yeare, he shall make you a Gentlewoman.Slend.I be God that I vill, come cut and long taile, as good as any is inGlostershire, vnder the degree of a Squire.XII. 50An.O God how many grosse faults are hidAnd couered in three hundred pound a yeare?Well M. Slender, within a day or two Ile tell you more.Slend.I thanke you good misterisAnne, vncle I shall haue her.Quic.M. Shallow, M.Pagewould pray you to come you, and you55M. Slender, and you mistrisAn.Slend.Well Nurse, if youle speake for me,Ile giue you more than Ile talke of.Exit omnes but Quickly.Quic.Indeed I will, Ile speake what I can for you,But specially for M.Fenton:60But specially of all for my Maister.And indeed I will do what I can for them all three.Exit.Enter misteris Ford and her two men.Mis. For.Do you heare? when your M. comes take vp this basket as you did before, and if your M. bid you set it downe, obey him.65Ser.I will forsooth.Enter Syr Iohn.Mis. For.SyrIohnwelcome.Fal.What are you sure of your husband now?Mis. For.He is gone a birding sirIohn, and I hope will not comehomeyet.Enter mistresse Page.70Gods body here is misterisPage,Step behind the arras good sirIohn.He steps behind the arras.Mis. Pa.MisterisFord, why woman your husband is in his old vaine againe, hees comming to search for your sweet heart, but I am glad he is not here.XII. 75Mis.For.O God misterisPagethe knight is here,What shall I do?Mis. Pa.Why then you’r vndone woman, vnles you make some meanes to shift him away.Mis. For.Alas I know no meanes, unlesse80we put him in the basket againe.Fal.No Ile come no more in the basket,Ile creep vp into the chimney.MisFor.There they use to discharge their Fowling peeces.Fal.Why then Ile goe out of doores.85Mi. Pa.Then your vndone, your but a dead man.Fal.For Gods sake deuise any extremitie,Rather then a mischiefe.Mis. Pa.Alas I know not what meanes to make,If there were any womans apparell would fit him,90He might put on a gowne and a mufler, And so escape.Mi. For.Thats wel remembred, my maids AuntGillianofBrainford, hath a gowne aboue.Mis.Pa.And she is altogether as fat as he.95Mis. For.I that will serue him of my word.Mis. Pa.Come goe with me sirIohn, Ile helpe to dresse you.Fal.Come for God sake, any thing.Exit Mis. Page and Sir Iohn.Enter M. Ford,Page,Priest, Shallow, the two men carries the basket, and Ford meets it.For.Come alongIpray, you shal know the cause,How now whither goe you? Ha whither go you?XII. 100Set downe the basket you ssaue,You panderly rogue, set it downe.Mis.For.What is the reason that you vse me thus?For.Come hither set downe the basket,Misteris Fordthe modest woman,105Misteris Fordthe vertuous woman,She that hath the iealous foole to her husband,I mistrust you without cause do I not?Mis. For.I Gods my record do you. And ifyou mistrust me in any ill sort.110Ford.Well sed brazen face, hold it out,You youth in a basket, come out here,Pull out the cloathes, search.Hu.Ieshu plesse me, will you pull vp your wiues cloathes.Pa.Fie M. Ford, you are not to go abroad if you be in these fits.115Sir Hugh.By sokad vdge me, tis verie necessarieHe were put in pethlem.For.M. Page, asIam an honest man M. Page,There was one conueyd out of my house here yesterday out of this basket, why may he not be here now?120Mi. For.Comemistris Page, bring the old woman downe.For.Old woman, what old woman?Mi.For.Why my maidens Ant,GillianofBrainford.A witch, haue I not forewarned her my house,Alas we are simple we, we know not whatXII. 125Isbrought to passe vnder the colour of fortune-Telling.Come downe you witch, come downe.Enter Falstaffe disguised like an old woman, and misteris Page with him, Ford beates him, and hee runnes away.Away you witch get you gone.Sir Hu.By Ieshu I verily thinke she is a witch indeed,I espied vnder her mufler a great beard.130Ford.Pray come helpe me to search, pray now.Pa.Come weele go for his minds sake.Exit omnes.Mi. For.By my troth he beat him most extreamly.Mi. Pa.I am glad of it, what shall we proceed any further?Mi. For.No faith, now if you will let vs tell our husbands of it.135For mine I am sure hath almost fretted himselfe to death.Mi. Pa.Content, come weele go tell them all,And as they agree, so will we proceed.Exit both.Sc. xiii.Enter Host and Bardolfe.Bar.Syr heere be three Gentlemen come from the Duke the Stanger sir, would haue your horse.Host.The Duke, what Duke? let me speake with the Gentlemen, do they speake English?5Bar.He call them to you sir.Host.NoBardolfe, let them alone, He sauce them:They haue had my house a weeke at command,I haue turned away my other guesse,They shall haue my horsesBardolfe,10They must come off, He sawce them.Exit omnes.Sc. xiv.Enter Ford, Page, their wives, Shallow and Slender, Syr Hu.Ford.Well wife, heere take my hand, vpon my soule I loue thee dearer then I do my life, and ioy I haue so true and constant wife, my iealousie shall neuer more offend thee.Mi. For.SirIam glad, and that which I haue done,5Was nothing else but mirth and modestie.Pa.I misteris Ford,Falstaffehath all the griefe,And in this knauerie my wife was the chiefe.Mi. Pa.No knauery husband, it was honest mirth.Hu.Indeed it was good pastimes & merriments.10Mis. For.But sweete heart shall wee leaue olde Falstaffeso?Mis. Pa.O by no meanes, send to him againe.Pa.I do not thinke heele come being so much deceiued.For.Let me alone, Ile to him once again likeBrooke, and know his mind whether heele come or not.15Pa.There must be some plot laide, or heele not come.Mis. Pa.Let vs alone for that. Heare my deuice.Oft haue you heard sinceHornethe hunter dyed,That women to affright their litle children,Ses that he walkes in shape of a great stagge.20Now for that Falstaffehath bene so deceiued,As that he dares not venture to the house,Weele send him word to meet vs in the field,Disguised likeHorne, with huge horns on his head.The houre shalbe iust betweene twelue and one,XIV. 25And at that time we will meet him both:Then would I haue you present there at hand,With litle boyes disguised and dressed like Fayries,For to affright fat Falstaffein the woods.And then to make a period to the Iest,30TellFalstaffeall, I thinke this will do best.Pa.Tis excellent, and my daughterAnne,Shall like a litle Fayrie be disguised.Mis. Pa.And in that Maske Ile make the Doctor steale my daughterAn, and ere my husband knowes it, to carrie her to Church,35and marrie her.Mis. For.But who will buy the silkes to tyre the boyes?Pa.That willIdo, and in a robe of whiteIle cloath my daughter, and aduertiseSlenderTo know her by that signe, and steale her thence,40And vnknowne to my wife, shall marrie her.Hu.So kad vdge me the deuises is excellent.Iwill also be there, and will be like aIackanapes,And pinch him most cruelly for his lecheries.Mis. Pa.Why then we are reuenged sufficiently.45First he was carried and throwne in the Thames,Next beaten well,Iam sure youle witnes that.Mi.For.Ile lay my life this makes him nothing fat.Pa.Well lets about this stratagem, I longTo see deceit deceiued, and wrong haue wrong.XIV. 50For.Well send to Falstaffe, and if he come thither,Twill make vs smile and laugh one moneth togither.Exit omnes.Sc. xv.Enter Host and Simple.Host.What would thou haue boore, what thick-skin?Speake, breath, discus, short, quick, briefe, snap.Sim.Sir, I am sent from my M. to sirIohnFalstaffe.Host.SirIohn, theres his Castle, his standing bed, his trundle5bed, his chamber is painted about with the story of the prodigall, fresh and new, goe knock, heele speak like an Antripophiginian to thee:KnockIsay.Sim.Sir I should speak with an old woman that went vp into10his chamber.Host.An old woman, the knight may be robbed, Ile call bully knight, bully sirIohn. Speake from thy Lungs military: it is thine host, thy Ephesian calls.Fal.Now mine host,15Host:Here is a Bohemian tarter bully, tarries the comming downe of the fat woman: Let her descend bully, let her descend, my chambers are honorable, pah priuasie, fie.Fal.Indeed mine host there was a fat woman with me,But she is gone.Enter sir Iohn.20Sim.Pray sir, was it not the wise woman ofBrainford?Fal.Marry was it Musselshell, what would you?Sim.Marry sir my maisterSlendersent me to her,To know whether oneNimthat hath his chaine,Cousoned him of it, or no.XV. 25Fal.I talked with the woman about it.Sim.And I pray you sir what ses she?Fal.Marry she ses the very same man thatBeguiled maister Slenderof his chaine,Cousoned him of it.30Sim.May I be bolde to tell my maister so sir?Fal.Itike, who more bolde.Sim.Ithanke you sir, I shall make my maister a glad man at these tydings, God be with you sir.Exit.Host.Thou art clarkly sirIohn, thou art clarkly,35Was there a wise woman with thee?Fal.Marry was there mine host, one that taughtMe more wit then I learned this 7. yeare,And I paid nothing for it,But was paid for my learning.Enter Bardolfe.40Bar.O lord sir cousonage, plaine cousonage.Host.Why man, where be my horses? where be the Germanes?Bar.Rid away with your horses:After I came beyond Maidenhead,They flung me in a slow of myre, & away they ran.Enter Doctor.45Doc.Where be my Host de gartyre?Host.O here sir in perplexitie.Doc.I cannot tell vad be dad,But begar I will tell you van ting,Dear be a Garmaine Duke come to de Court,XV. 50Has cosened all the host ofBranford,AndRedding: begar I tell you for good will,Ha, ha, mine Host, am I euen met you?Exit.EnterSirHugh.Sir Hu.Where is mine host of the gartyr?Now my Host, I would desire you looke you now,55To haue a care of your entertainments,For there is three sorts of cosen garmombles,Iscosen all the Host of Maidenhead and Readings,Now you are an honest man, and a scuruy beggerly lowsie knaue beside:60And can point wrong places,Itell you for good will, grate why mine Host.Exit.Host.Iam cosenedHugh, and coyBardolfe,Sweet knight assist me,Iam cosened.Exit.Fal.Would all the worell were cosened for me,65For I am cousoned and beaten too.Well,Ineuer prospered since I forsworeMyselfe atPrimero: and my windeWere but long inough to say my prayers,Ide repent, now from whence come you?EnterMistresse Quickly.70Quic.From the two parties forsooth.Fal.The diuell take the one partie,And his dam the other,And theyle be both bestowed.Ihaue endured more for their sakes,XV. 75Then man is able to endure.Quic.O Lord sir, they are the sorowfulst creaturesThat euer liued: specially mistresseFord,Her husband hath beaten her that she is allBlacke and blew poore soule.80Fal.What tellest me of blacke and blew,I hauebenebeaten all the colours in the Rainbow,And in my escape like to a bene apprehendedFor a witch ofBrainford, and set in the stockes.Quic.Well sir, she is a sorrowfull woman,85And I hope when you heare my errant,Youle be perswaded to the contrarie.Fal.Come goe with me into my chamber, Ile heare thee.Exit omnes.Sc. xvi.Enter Host and Fenton.Host.Speake not to me sir, my mind is heauie,I haue had a great losse.Fen.Yet heare me, and as I am a gentleman,Ile giue you a hundred pound toward your losse.5Host.Well sir Ile heare you, and at least keep your counsell.Fen.Then thus my host. Tis not vnknown to you,The feruent loueIbeare to youngAnne Page,And mutally her loue againe to mee:But her father still against her choise,10Doth seeke to marrie her to foolishSlender,And in a robe of white this night disguised,Wherein fatFalstaffehad a mightie scare,MustSlendertake her and carrie her toCatlen,And there vnknowne to any, marrie her.15Now her mother still against that match,And firme for DoctorCayus, in a robe of redBy her deuice, the Doctor must steale her thence,And she hath giuen consent to goe with him.Host.Now which meanes she to deceiue, father or mother?20Fen.Both my good Host, to go along with me.Now here it rests, that you would procure a priest,And tarry readie at the appointment place,To giue our harts vnited matrimonie.Host.But how will you come to steale her from among them?XVI. 25Fen.That hath sweetNanand I agreed vpon,And by a robe of white, the which she weares,With ribones pendant flaring bout her head,Ishalbe sure to know her, and conuey her thence,And bring her where the priest abides our comming,30And by thy furtherance there be married.Host.Well, husband your deuice, Ile to the Vicar,Bring you the maide, you shall not lacke a Priest.Fen.So shallIeuermore be bound vnto thee,Besides Ile always be thy faithful friend.Exit omnes.Sc. xvii.Enter sir Iohn with a Bucks head upon him.Fal.This is the third time, wellIle venter,They say there is good luck in old numbers,[Iouetransform’d himselfe into a Bull,]AndIam here a Stag, andIthinke the fattest5In allWindsorforrest: wellIstand hereForHornethe hunter, waiting my Does comming.Enter mistris Page and mistris Ford.Mis. Pa.SirIohn, where are you?Fal.Art thou come my doe? What and thou too?Welcome Ladies.10Mi. For.I I sirIohn,Isee you will not faile,Therefore you deserue far better then our loues,But it grieues me for your late crosses.Fal.This makes amends for all.Come diuide me betweene you, each a hanch,15For my horns Ile bequeath them to your husbands,DoIspeake likeHornethe hunter, ha?Mis. Pa.God forgiue me, what noise is this?There is a noise of hornes, the two women run away.Enter sir Hugh like a Satyre, and boyes drest like Fayries, mistresse Quickly, like the Queene of Fayries: they sing a song about him, and afterward speake.Quic:You Fayries that do haunt these shady groues,Looke round about the wood if you can espieA mortall that doth haunt our sacred round:If such a one you can espy, giue him his due,And leaue not till you pinch him blacke and blew:Giue them their chargePuckere they part away.Sir Hu.Come hither Peane, goe to the countrie houses,XVII. 25And when you finde a slut that lies a sleepe,And all her dishes foule, and roome vnswept,With youre long nailes pinch her till she crie,And sweare to mend her sluttish huswiferie.Fai.I warrant you I will perform your will.30Hu.Where isPead?Go and see where Brokers sleep,And Foxe-eyed Seriants with their mase,Goe laie the proctors in the street,And pinch the lowsie Seriants face:Spare none of these when they are a bed,35But such whose nose lookes plew and red.Quic.Away begon, his mind fulfill,And looke that none of you stand still.Some do that thing, some do this,All do something, none amis.40Hir Hu.I smell a man of middle earth.Fal.God blesse me from that wealch Fairie.Quic.Looke euery one about this round,And if that any here be found,For his presumption in this place,45Spare neither legge, arme, head, nor face.Sir Hu.See I haue spied one by good luck,His bodie man, his head a buck.Fal.God send me good fortune now, and I care not.Quick.Go strait, and do as I commaund,XVII. 50And take a Taper in your hand,And set it to his fingers endes,And if you see it him offends,And that he starteth at the flame,Then is he mortall, know his name:55If with an F. it doth begin,Why then be shure he is full of sin.About it then, and know the truth,Of this same metamorphised youth.Sir Hugh.Giue me theTapers, I will try60And if that he loue venery.They put the Tapers to his fingers, and he starts.Sir Hu.It is right indeed, he is full of lecheries and iniquitie.Quic.A little distant from him stand,And euery one take hand in hand,And compasse him within a ring,65First pinch him well, and after sing.Here they pinch him, and sing about him, and the Doctor comes one way and steales away a boy in red. And Slender another way he takes a boy in greene: And Fenton steales misteris Anne, being in white. And a noyse of hunting is made within; and all theFairies runne away. Falstaffe pulles off his bucks head, and rises vp. And entersM.Page,M.Ford, and their wiues,M.Shallow, sir Hugh.Fal.Hornethe hunter quoth you: am I ghost?Sblood the Fairies hath made a ghost of me:What hunting at this time at night?He lay my life the mad prince ofWales70Is stealing his fathers Deare. How now who haue we here, what is allWindsorstirring? Are you there?Shal.God saue you sirIohn Falstaffe.Sir Hu.God plesse you sirIohn, God plesse you.Pa.Why how now sirIohn, what a pair of horns in yourXVII. 75hand?For.Those hornes he ment to place vpon my head,And M.Brookeand he should be the men:Why how now sirIohn, why are you thus amazed?We know the Fairies man that pinched youso,80Your throwing in the Thames, your beating well,And what’s to come sirIohn, that can we tell.Mi. Pa.SirIohntis thus, your dishonest meanesTo call our credits into question,Did make vs vndertake to our best,85To turn your leaud lust to a merry Iest.Fal.Iest, tis well, haue I liued to these yearesTo be gulled now, now to be ridden?Why then these were not Fairies?Mis. Pa.No sirIohnbut boyes.90Fal.By the Lord I was twice or thrise in the mindThey were not, and yet the grosnesseOf the fopperie perswaded me they were.Well,andthe fine wits of the Court heare this,Thayle so whip me with their keene Iests,95That thayle melt me out like tallow,Drop by drop out of my grease. Boyes!Sir Hu.I trust me boyes SirIohn:and I wasAlso a Fairie that did helpe to pinch you.Fal.I, tis well I am your May-pole,XVII. 100You haue the start of mee,Am Iriddentoo with a wealch goate?With a peece of toasted cheese?Sir Hu.Butter is better then cheese sirIohn,You are all butter, butter.105For.There is a further matter yet sirIohn,There’s 20. pound you borrowed of M.BrookesirIohn,And it must be paid to M. FordsirIohn.Mi. For.Nay husband let that go to make amends,Forgiue that sum, and so weele all be friends.110For.Well here is my hand, all’s forgiuen at last.Fal.It hath cost me well,I haue beene well pinched and washed.Enter the Doctor.Mi. Pa.Now M. Doctor, sonne I hope you are.Doct.Sonne begar you be de ville voman,115Begar I tinck to marry metresAn, and begarTis a whorson garson Iack boy.Mis. Pa.How a boy?Doct.I begar a boy.Pa.Nay be not angry wife,Ile tell thee true,120It was my plot to deceiue thee so:And by this time your daughter’s marriedTo M. Slender, and see where he comes.Enter Slender.Now sonneSlender,Where’s your bride?XVII. 125Slen.Bride, by Gods lydIthinke theres neuer a man in the worell hath that crosse fortune thatIhaue: begod I could cry for verie anger.Page.Why whats the matter sonne Slender?Slen.Sonne, nay by GodIam none of your son.130Pa.No, why so?Slen.Why so God saue me, tis a boythatI haue married.Page.How, a boy? why did you mistake the word?Slen.No neither, forIcame to her in red as you bad me, andIcried mum, and hee cried budget, so well as euer you heard, and I135haue married him.Sir Hugh.Ieshu M. Slender, cannot you see but marrie boyes?Pa.OIam vext at hart, what shal I do?EnterFenton and Anne.Mis.Pa.Here comesthe manthat hath deceiued vs all:How now daughter, where haue you bin?140An.AtCurchforsooth.Pa.At Church, what haue you done there?Fen.Married to me, nay sir neuer storme,Tis done sir now, and cannot be vndone.Ford:Ifaith M.Pageneuer chafe your selfe,145She hath made her choise wheras her hart was fixt,Then tis in vaine for you to storme or fret.Fal.Iam glad yetthatyour arrow hath glanced.Mi. For.Come mistrisPage, Ile be bold with you,Tis pitie to part loue that is so true.XVII. 150Mis. Pa.Altho that I haue missed in my intent,YetIam glad my husbands match was crossed,Here M. Fenton, take her, and God giue thee ioy.Sir Hu:Come M. Page, you must needs agree.Fo.I yfaithsir come, you see your wife is wel pleased:155Pa.Icannot tel, and yet my hart’s well eased,And yet it doth me good the Doctor missed.Come hither Fenton, and come hither daughter,Go too you might haue stai’d for my good will,But since your choise is made of one you loue,160Here take her Fenton, & both happie proue.Sir. Hu.Iwilalsodance & eate plums at your weddings.For.All parties pleased, now let vs in to feast,And laugh at Slenderand the Doctors ieast.He hath got the maiden, each of you a boy165To waite vpon you, so God giue you ioy,And sirIohn Falstaffenow shal you keep your word,ForBrookethis night shall lye with mistrisFord.Exit omnes.FINIS.
Pa.Come wife, you anIwill in, weele leaue M.SlenderAnd my daughter to talke together. M.Shallow,You may stay sir if you please.
Pa.Come wife, you anIwill in, weele leaue M.Slender
And my daughter to talke together. M.Shallow,
You may stay sir if you please.
ExitPage and his wife.
35Shal.MaryIthanke you for that:To her cousin, to her.
35Shal.MaryIthanke you for that:
To her cousin, to her.
Slen.IfaithIknow not what to say.
An.Now M. Slender, what’s your will?
40Slen.Godeso, theres aIest indeed: why misterisAn, I neuer made will yet:Ithank God I am wise inough for that.
Shal.Fie cusse fie, thou art not right,O thou hadst a father.
Shal.Fie cusse fie, thou art not right,
O thou hadst a father.
Slen.I had a father misterisAnne, good vncleTell the Iest how my father stole the goose out of45The henloft. All this is nought, harke you mistresseAnne.
Slen.I had a father misterisAnne, good vncle
Tell the Iest how my father stole the goose out of
45The henloft. All this is nought, harke you mistresseAnne.
Shal.He will make you ioynter of three hundred pound a yeare, he shall make you a Gentlewoman.
Slend.I be God that I vill, come cut and long taile, as good as any is inGlostershire, vnder the degree of a Squire.
XII. 50An.O God how many grosse faults are hidAnd couered in three hundred pound a yeare?Well M. Slender, within a day or two Ile tell you more.
XII. 50An.O God how many grosse faults are hid
And couered in three hundred pound a yeare?
Well M. Slender, within a day or two Ile tell you more.
Slend.I thanke you good misterisAnne, vncle I shall haue her.
Quic.M. Shallow, M.Pagewould pray you to come you, and you55M. Slender, and you mistrisAn.
Slend.Well Nurse, if youle speake for me,Ile giue you more than Ile talke of.
Slend.Well Nurse, if youle speake for me,
Ile giue you more than Ile talke of.
Exit omnes but Quickly.
Quic.Indeed I will, Ile speake what I can for you,But specially for M.Fenton:60But specially of all for my Maister.And indeed I will do what I can for them all three.
Quic.Indeed I will, Ile speake what I can for you,
But specially for M.Fenton:
60But specially of all for my Maister.
And indeed I will do what I can for them all three.
Exit.
Mis. For.Do you heare? when your M. comes take vp this basket as you did before, and if your M. bid you set it downe, obey him.
65Ser.I will forsooth.
Mis. For.SyrIohnwelcome.
Fal.What are you sure of your husband now?
Mis. For.He is gone a birding sirIohn, and I hope will not comehomeyet.
70Gods body here is misterisPage,Step behind the arras good sirIohn.
70Gods body here is misterisPage,
Step behind the arras good sirIohn.
He steps behind the arras.
Mis. Pa.MisterisFord, why woman your husband is in his old vaine againe, hees comming to search for your sweet heart, but I am glad he is not here.
XII. 75Mis.For.O God misterisPagethe knight is here,What shall I do?
XII. 75Mis.For.O God misterisPagethe knight is here,
What shall I do?
Mis. Pa.Why then you’r vndone woman, vnles you make some meanes to shift him away.
Mis. For.Alas I know no meanes, unlesse80we put him in the basket againe.
Fal.No Ile come no more in the basket,Ile creep vp into the chimney.
Fal.No Ile come no more in the basket,
Ile creep vp into the chimney.
MisFor.There they use to discharge their Fowling peeces.
Fal.Why then Ile goe out of doores.
85Mi. Pa.Then your vndone, your but a dead man.
Fal.For Gods sake deuise any extremitie,Rather then a mischiefe.
Fal.For Gods sake deuise any extremitie,
Rather then a mischiefe.
Mis. Pa.Alas I know not what meanes to make,If there were any womans apparell would fit him,90He might put on a gowne and a mufler, And so escape.
Mis. Pa.Alas I know not what meanes to make,
If there were any womans apparell would fit him,
90He might put on a gowne and a mufler, And so escape.
Mi. For.Thats wel remembred, my maids AuntGillianofBrainford, hath a gowne aboue.
Mi. For.Thats wel remembred, my maids Aunt
GillianofBrainford, hath a gowne aboue.
Mis.Pa.And she is altogether as fat as he.
95Mis. For.I that will serue him of my word.
Mis. Pa.Come goe with me sirIohn, Ile helpe to dresse you.
Fal.Come for God sake, any thing.
Exit Mis. Page and Sir Iohn.
For.Come alongIpray, you shal know the cause,How now whither goe you? Ha whither go you?XII. 100Set downe the basket you ssaue,You panderly rogue, set it downe.
For.Come alongIpray, you shal know the cause,
How now whither goe you? Ha whither go you?
XII. 100Set downe the basket you ssaue,
You panderly rogue, set it downe.
Mis.For.What is the reason that you vse me thus?
For.Come hither set downe the basket,Misteris Fordthe modest woman,105Misteris Fordthe vertuous woman,She that hath the iealous foole to her husband,I mistrust you without cause do I not?
For.Come hither set downe the basket,
Misteris Fordthe modest woman,
105Misteris Fordthe vertuous woman,
She that hath the iealous foole to her husband,
I mistrust you without cause do I not?
Mis. For.I Gods my record do you. And ifyou mistrust me in any ill sort.
Mis. For.I Gods my record do you. And if
you mistrust me in any ill sort.
110Ford.Well sed brazen face, hold it out,You youth in a basket, come out here,Pull out the cloathes, search.
110Ford.Well sed brazen face, hold it out,
You youth in a basket, come out here,
Pull out the cloathes, search.
Hu.Ieshu plesse me, will you pull vp your wiues cloathes.
Pa.Fie M. Ford, you are not to go abroad if you be in these fits.
115Sir Hugh.By sokad vdge me, tis verie necessarie
He were put in pethlem.
For.M. Page, asIam an honest man M. Page,
For.M. Page, asIam an honest man M. Page,
There was one conueyd out of my house here yesterday out of this basket, why may he not be here now?
120Mi. For.Comemistris Page, bring the old woman downe.
For.Old woman, what old woman?
Mi.For.Why my maidens Ant,GillianofBrainford.A witch, haue I not forewarned her my house,Alas we are simple we, we know not whatXII. 125Isbrought to passe vnder the colour of fortune-Telling.Come downe you witch, come downe.
Mi.For.Why my maidens Ant,GillianofBrainford.
A witch, haue I not forewarned her my house,
Alas we are simple we, we know not what
XII. 125Isbrought to passe vnder the colour of fortune-Telling.
Come downe you witch, come downe.
Away you witch get you gone.
Sir Hu.By Ieshu I verily thinke she is a witch indeed,I espied vnder her mufler a great beard.
Sir Hu.By Ieshu I verily thinke she is a witch indeed,
I espied vnder her mufler a great beard.
130Ford.Pray come helpe me to search, pray now.
Pa.Come weele go for his minds sake.
Exit omnes.
Mi. For.By my troth he beat him most extreamly.
Mi. Pa.I am glad of it, what shall we proceed any further?
Mi. For.No faith, now if you will let vs tell our husbands of it.135For mine I am sure hath almost fretted himselfe to death.
Mi. For.No faith, now if you will let vs tell our husbands of it.
135For mine I am sure hath almost fretted himselfe to death.
Mi. Pa.Content, come weele go tell them all,And as they agree, so will we proceed.
Mi. Pa.Content, come weele go tell them all,
And as they agree, so will we proceed.
Exit both.
Bar.Syr heere be three Gentlemen come from the Duke the Stanger sir, would haue your horse.
Host.The Duke, what Duke? let me speake with the Gentlemen, do they speake English?
5Bar.He call them to you sir.
Host.NoBardolfe, let them alone, He sauce them:They haue had my house a weeke at command,I haue turned away my other guesse,They shall haue my horsesBardolfe,10They must come off, He sawce them.
Host.NoBardolfe, let them alone, He sauce them:
They haue had my house a weeke at command,
I haue turned away my other guesse,
They shall haue my horsesBardolfe,
10They must come off, He sawce them.
Exit omnes.
Ford.Well wife, heere take my hand, vpon my soule I loue thee dearer then I do my life, and ioy I haue so true and constant wife, my iealousie shall neuer more offend thee.
Mi. For.SirIam glad, and that which I haue done,5Was nothing else but mirth and modestie.
Mi. For.SirIam glad, and that which I haue done,
5Was nothing else but mirth and modestie.
Pa.I misteris Ford,Falstaffehath all the griefe,And in this knauerie my wife was the chiefe.
Pa.I misteris Ford,Falstaffehath all the griefe,
And in this knauerie my wife was the chiefe.
Mi. Pa.No knauery husband, it was honest mirth.
Hu.Indeed it was good pastimes & merriments.
10Mis. For.But sweete heart shall wee leaue olde Falstaffeso?
Mis. Pa.O by no meanes, send to him againe.
Pa.I do not thinke heele come being so much deceiued.
For.Let me alone, Ile to him once again likeBrooke, and know his mind whether heele come or not.
15Pa.There must be some plot laide, or heele not come.
Mis. Pa.Let vs alone for that. Heare my deuice.Oft haue you heard sinceHornethe hunter dyed,That women to affright their litle children,Ses that he walkes in shape of a great stagge.20Now for that Falstaffehath bene so deceiued,As that he dares not venture to the house,Weele send him word to meet vs in the field,Disguised likeHorne, with huge horns on his head.The houre shalbe iust betweene twelue and one,XIV. 25And at that time we will meet him both:Then would I haue you present there at hand,With litle boyes disguised and dressed like Fayries,For to affright fat Falstaffein the woods.And then to make a period to the Iest,30TellFalstaffeall, I thinke this will do best.
Mis. Pa.Let vs alone for that. Heare my deuice.
Oft haue you heard sinceHornethe hunter dyed,
That women to affright their litle children,
Ses that he walkes in shape of a great stagge.
20Now for that Falstaffehath bene so deceiued,
As that he dares not venture to the house,
Weele send him word to meet vs in the field,
Disguised likeHorne, with huge horns on his head.
The houre shalbe iust betweene twelue and one,
XIV. 25And at that time we will meet him both:
Then would I haue you present there at hand,
With litle boyes disguised and dressed like Fayries,
For to affright fat Falstaffein the woods.
And then to make a period to the Iest,
30TellFalstaffeall, I thinke this will do best.
Pa.Tis excellent, and my daughterAnne,Shall like a litle Fayrie be disguised.
Pa.Tis excellent, and my daughterAnne,
Shall like a litle Fayrie be disguised.
Mis. Pa.And in that Maske Ile make the Doctor steale my daughterAn, and ere my husband knowes it, to carrie her to Church,35and marrie her.
Mis. For.But who will buy the silkes to tyre the boyes?
Pa.That willIdo, and in a robe of whiteIle cloath my daughter, and aduertiseSlenderTo know her by that signe, and steale her thence,40And vnknowne to my wife, shall marrie her.
Pa.That willIdo, and in a robe of white
Ile cloath my daughter, and aduertiseSlender
To know her by that signe, and steale her thence,
40And vnknowne to my wife, shall marrie her.
Hu.So kad vdge me the deuises is excellent.Iwill also be there, and will be like aIackanapes,And pinch him most cruelly for his lecheries.
Hu.So kad vdge me the deuises is excellent.
Iwill also be there, and will be like aIackanapes,
And pinch him most cruelly for his lecheries.
Mis. Pa.Why then we are reuenged sufficiently.45First he was carried and throwne in the Thames,Next beaten well,Iam sure youle witnes that.
Mis. Pa.Why then we are reuenged sufficiently.
45First he was carried and throwne in the Thames,
Next beaten well,Iam sure youle witnes that.
Mi.For.Ile lay my life this makes him nothing fat.
Pa.Well lets about this stratagem, I longTo see deceit deceiued, and wrong haue wrong.
Pa.Well lets about this stratagem, I long
To see deceit deceiued, and wrong haue wrong.
XIV. 50For.Well send to Falstaffe, and if he come thither,Twill make vs smile and laugh one moneth togither.
XIV. 50For.Well send to Falstaffe, and if he come thither,
Twill make vs smile and laugh one moneth togither.
Exit omnes.
Host.What would thou haue boore, what thick-skin?Speake, breath, discus, short, quick, briefe, snap.
Host.What would thou haue boore, what thick-skin?
Speake, breath, discus, short, quick, briefe, snap.
Sim.Sir, I am sent from my M. to sirIohnFalstaffe.
Host.SirIohn, theres his Castle, his standing bed, his trundle5bed, his chamber is painted about with the story of the prodigall, fresh and new, goe knock, heele speak like an Antripophiginian to thee:
KnockIsay.
Sim.Sir I should speak with an old woman that went vp into10his chamber.
Host.An old woman, the knight may be robbed, Ile call bully knight, bully sirIohn. Speake from thy Lungs military: it is thine host, thy Ephesian calls.
Fal.Now mine host,
15Host:Here is a Bohemian tarter bully, tarries the comming downe of the fat woman: Let her descend bully, let her descend, my chambers are honorable, pah priuasie, fie.
Fal.Indeed mine host there was a fat woman with me,But she is gone.
Fal.Indeed mine host there was a fat woman with me,
But she is gone.
20Sim.Pray sir, was it not the wise woman ofBrainford?
Fal.Marry was it Musselshell, what would you?
Sim.Marry sir my maisterSlendersent me to her,To know whether oneNimthat hath his chaine,Cousoned him of it, or no.
Sim.Marry sir my maisterSlendersent me to her,
To know whether oneNimthat hath his chaine,
Cousoned him of it, or no.
XV. 25Fal.I talked with the woman about it.
Sim.And I pray you sir what ses she?
Fal.Marry she ses the very same man thatBeguiled maister Slenderof his chaine,Cousoned him of it.
Fal.Marry she ses the very same man that
Beguiled maister Slenderof his chaine,
Cousoned him of it.
30Sim.May I be bolde to tell my maister so sir?
Fal.Itike, who more bolde.
Sim.Ithanke you sir, I shall make my maister a glad man at these tydings, God be with you sir.
Exit.
Host.Thou art clarkly sirIohn, thou art clarkly,35Was there a wise woman with thee?
Host.Thou art clarkly sirIohn, thou art clarkly,
35Was there a wise woman with thee?
Fal.Marry was there mine host, one that taughtMe more wit then I learned this 7. yeare,And I paid nothing for it,But was paid for my learning.
Fal.Marry was there mine host, one that taught
Me more wit then I learned this 7. yeare,
And I paid nothing for it,
But was paid for my learning.
40Bar.O lord sir cousonage, plaine cousonage.
Host.Why man, where be my horses? where be the Germanes?
Bar.Rid away with your horses:After I came beyond Maidenhead,They flung me in a slow of myre, & away they ran.
Bar.Rid away with your horses:
After I came beyond Maidenhead,
They flung me in a slow of myre, & away they ran.
45Doc.Where be my Host de gartyre?
Host.O here sir in perplexitie.
Doc.I cannot tell vad be dad,But begar I will tell you van ting,Dear be a Garmaine Duke come to de Court,XV. 50Has cosened all the host ofBranford,AndRedding: begar I tell you for good will,Ha, ha, mine Host, am I euen met you?
Doc.I cannot tell vad be dad,
But begar I will tell you van ting,
Dear be a Garmaine Duke come to de Court,
XV. 50Has cosened all the host ofBranford,
AndRedding: begar I tell you for good will,
Ha, ha, mine Host, am I euen met you?
Exit.
Sir Hu.Where is mine host of the gartyr?Now my Host, I would desire you looke you now,55To haue a care of your entertainments,For there is three sorts of cosen garmombles,Iscosen all the Host of Maidenhead and Readings,Now you are an honest man, and a scuruy beggerly lowsie knaue beside:60And can point wrong places,Itell you for good will, grate why mine Host.
Sir Hu.Where is mine host of the gartyr?
Now my Host, I would desire you looke you now,
55To haue a care of your entertainments,
For there is three sorts of cosen garmombles,
Iscosen all the Host of Maidenhead and Readings,
Now you are an honest man, and a scuruy beggerly lowsie knaue beside:
60And can point wrong places,
Itell you for good will, grate why mine Host.
Exit.
Host.Iam cosenedHugh, and coyBardolfe,Sweet knight assist me,Iam cosened.
Host.Iam cosenedHugh, and coyBardolfe,
Sweet knight assist me,Iam cosened.
Exit.
Fal.Would all the worell were cosened for me,65For I am cousoned and beaten too.Well,Ineuer prospered since I forsworeMyselfe atPrimero: and my windeWere but long inough to say my prayers,Ide repent, now from whence come you?
Fal.Would all the worell were cosened for me,
65For I am cousoned and beaten too.
Well,Ineuer prospered since I forswore
Myselfe atPrimero: and my winde
Were but long inough to say my prayers,
Ide repent, now from whence come you?
70Quic.From the two parties forsooth.
Fal.The diuell take the one partie,And his dam the other,And theyle be both bestowed.Ihaue endured more for their sakes,XV. 75Then man is able to endure.
Fal.The diuell take the one partie,
And his dam the other,
And theyle be both bestowed.
Ihaue endured more for their sakes,
XV. 75Then man is able to endure.
Quic.O Lord sir, they are the sorowfulst creaturesThat euer liued: specially mistresseFord,Her husband hath beaten her that she is allBlacke and blew poore soule.
Quic.O Lord sir, they are the sorowfulst creatures
That euer liued: specially mistresseFord,
Her husband hath beaten her that she is all
Blacke and blew poore soule.
80Fal.What tellest me of blacke and blew,I hauebenebeaten all the colours in the Rainbow,And in my escape like to a bene apprehendedFor a witch ofBrainford, and set in the stockes.
80Fal.What tellest me of blacke and blew,
I hauebenebeaten all the colours in the Rainbow,
And in my escape like to a bene apprehended
For a witch ofBrainford, and set in the stockes.
Quic.Well sir, she is a sorrowfull woman,85And I hope when you heare my errant,Youle be perswaded to the contrarie.
Quic.Well sir, she is a sorrowfull woman,
85And I hope when you heare my errant,
Youle be perswaded to the contrarie.
Fal.Come goe with me into my chamber, Ile heare thee.
Exit omnes.
Host.Speake not to me sir, my mind is heauie,I haue had a great losse.
Host.Speake not to me sir, my mind is heauie,
I haue had a great losse.
Fen.Yet heare me, and as I am a gentleman,Ile giue you a hundred pound toward your losse.
Fen.Yet heare me, and as I am a gentleman,
Ile giue you a hundred pound toward your losse.
5Host.Well sir Ile heare you, and at least keep your counsell.
Fen.Then thus my host. Tis not vnknown to you,The feruent loueIbeare to youngAnne Page,And mutally her loue againe to mee:But her father still against her choise,10Doth seeke to marrie her to foolishSlender,And in a robe of white this night disguised,Wherein fatFalstaffehad a mightie scare,MustSlendertake her and carrie her toCatlen,And there vnknowne to any, marrie her.15Now her mother still against that match,And firme for DoctorCayus, in a robe of redBy her deuice, the Doctor must steale her thence,And she hath giuen consent to goe with him.
Fen.Then thus my host. Tis not vnknown to you,
The feruent loueIbeare to youngAnne Page,
And mutally her loue againe to mee:
But her father still against her choise,
10Doth seeke to marrie her to foolishSlender,
And in a robe of white this night disguised,
Wherein fatFalstaffehad a mightie scare,
MustSlendertake her and carrie her toCatlen,
And there vnknowne to any, marrie her.
15Now her mother still against that match,
And firme for DoctorCayus, in a robe of red
By her deuice, the Doctor must steale her thence,
And she hath giuen consent to goe with him.
Host.Now which meanes she to deceiue, father or mother?
20Fen.Both my good Host, to go along with me.Now here it rests, that you would procure a priest,And tarry readie at the appointment place,To giue our harts vnited matrimonie.
20Fen.Both my good Host, to go along with me.
Now here it rests, that you would procure a priest,
And tarry readie at the appointment place,
To giue our harts vnited matrimonie.
Host.But how will you come to steale her from among them?
XVI. 25Fen.That hath sweetNanand I agreed vpon,And by a robe of white, the which she weares,With ribones pendant flaring bout her head,Ishalbe sure to know her, and conuey her thence,And bring her where the priest abides our comming,30And by thy furtherance there be married.
XVI. 25Fen.That hath sweetNanand I agreed vpon,
And by a robe of white, the which she weares,
With ribones pendant flaring bout her head,
Ishalbe sure to know her, and conuey her thence,
And bring her where the priest abides our comming,
30And by thy furtherance there be married.
Host.Well, husband your deuice, Ile to the Vicar,Bring you the maide, you shall not lacke a Priest.
Host.Well, husband your deuice, Ile to the Vicar,
Bring you the maide, you shall not lacke a Priest.
Fen.So shallIeuermore be bound vnto thee,Besides Ile always be thy faithful friend.
Fen.So shallIeuermore be bound vnto thee,
Besides Ile always be thy faithful friend.
Exit omnes.
Fal.This is the third time, wellIle venter,They say there is good luck in old numbers,[Iouetransform’d himselfe into a Bull,]AndIam here a Stag, andIthinke the fattest5In allWindsorforrest: wellIstand hereForHornethe hunter, waiting my Does comming.
Fal.This is the third time, wellIle venter,
They say there is good luck in old numbers,
[Iouetransform’d himselfe into a Bull,]
AndIam here a Stag, andIthinke the fattest
5In allWindsorforrest: wellIstand here
ForHornethe hunter, waiting my Does comming.
Mis. Pa.SirIohn, where are you?
Fal.Art thou come my doe? What and thou too?Welcome Ladies.
Fal.Art thou come my doe? What and thou too?
Welcome Ladies.
10Mi. For.I I sirIohn,Isee you will not faile,Therefore you deserue far better then our loues,But it grieues me for your late crosses.
10Mi. For.I I sirIohn,Isee you will not faile,
Therefore you deserue far better then our loues,
But it grieues me for your late crosses.
Fal.This makes amends for all.Come diuide me betweene you, each a hanch,15For my horns Ile bequeath them to your husbands,DoIspeake likeHornethe hunter, ha?
Fal.This makes amends for all.
Come diuide me betweene you, each a hanch,
15For my horns Ile bequeath them to your husbands,
DoIspeake likeHornethe hunter, ha?
Mis. Pa.God forgiue me, what noise is this?
There is a noise of hornes, the two women run away.
Quic:You Fayries that do haunt these shady groues,Looke round about the wood if you can espieA mortall that doth haunt our sacred round:If such a one you can espy, giue him his due,And leaue not till you pinch him blacke and blew:Giue them their chargePuckere they part away.
Quic:You Fayries that do haunt these shady groues,
Looke round about the wood if you can espie
A mortall that doth haunt our sacred round:
If such a one you can espy, giue him his due,
And leaue not till you pinch him blacke and blew:
Giue them their chargePuckere they part away.
Sir Hu.Come hither Peane, goe to the countrie houses,XVII. 25And when you finde a slut that lies a sleepe,And all her dishes foule, and roome vnswept,With youre long nailes pinch her till she crie,And sweare to mend her sluttish huswiferie.
Sir Hu.Come hither Peane, goe to the countrie houses,
XVII. 25And when you finde a slut that lies a sleepe,
And all her dishes foule, and roome vnswept,
With youre long nailes pinch her till she crie,
And sweare to mend her sluttish huswiferie.
Fai.I warrant you I will perform your will.
30Hu.Where isPead?Go and see where Brokers sleep,And Foxe-eyed Seriants with their mase,Goe laie the proctors in the street,And pinch the lowsie Seriants face:Spare none of these when they are a bed,35But such whose nose lookes plew and red.
30Hu.Where isPead?Go and see where Brokers sleep,
And Foxe-eyed Seriants with their mase,
Goe laie the proctors in the street,
And pinch the lowsie Seriants face:
Spare none of these when they are a bed,
35But such whose nose lookes plew and red.
Quic.Away begon, his mind fulfill,And looke that none of you stand still.Some do that thing, some do this,All do something, none amis.
Quic.Away begon, his mind fulfill,
And looke that none of you stand still.
Some do that thing, some do this,
All do something, none amis.
40Hir Hu.I smell a man of middle earth.
Fal.God blesse me from that wealch Fairie.
Quic.Looke euery one about this round,And if that any here be found,For his presumption in this place,45Spare neither legge, arme, head, nor face.
Quic.Looke euery one about this round,
And if that any here be found,
For his presumption in this place,
45Spare neither legge, arme, head, nor face.
Sir Hu.See I haue spied one by good luck,His bodie man, his head a buck.
Sir Hu.See I haue spied one by good luck,
His bodie man, his head a buck.
Fal.God send me good fortune now, and I care not.
Quick.Go strait, and do as I commaund,XVII. 50And take a Taper in your hand,And set it to his fingers endes,And if you see it him offends,And that he starteth at the flame,Then is he mortall, know his name:55If with an F. it doth begin,Why then be shure he is full of sin.About it then, and know the truth,Of this same metamorphised youth.
Quick.Go strait, and do as I commaund,
XVII. 50And take a Taper in your hand,
And set it to his fingers endes,
And if you see it him offends,
And that he starteth at the flame,
Then is he mortall, know his name:
55If with an F. it doth begin,
Why then be shure he is full of sin.
About it then, and know the truth,
Of this same metamorphised youth.
Sir Hugh.Giue me theTapers, I will try60And if that he loue venery.
Sir Hugh.Giue me theTapers, I will try
60And if that he loue venery.
They put the Tapers to his fingers, and he starts.
Sir Hu.It is right indeed, he is full of lecheries and iniquitie.
Quic.A little distant from him stand,And euery one take hand in hand,And compasse him within a ring,65First pinch him well, and after sing.
Quic.A little distant from him stand,
And euery one take hand in hand,
And compasse him within a ring,
65First pinch him well, and after sing.
Fal.Hornethe hunter quoth you: am I ghost?Sblood the Fairies hath made a ghost of me:What hunting at this time at night?He lay my life the mad prince ofWales
Fal.Hornethe hunter quoth you: am I ghost?
Sblood the Fairies hath made a ghost of me:
What hunting at this time at night?
He lay my life the mad prince ofWales
70Is stealing his fathers Deare. How now who haue we here, what is allWindsorstirring? Are you there?
Shal.God saue you sirIohn Falstaffe.
Sir Hu.God plesse you sirIohn, God plesse you.
Pa.Why how now sirIohn, what a pair of horns in yourXVII. 75hand?
For.Those hornes he ment to place vpon my head,And M.Brookeand he should be the men:Why how now sirIohn, why are you thus amazed?We know the Fairies man that pinched youso,80Your throwing in the Thames, your beating well,And what’s to come sirIohn, that can we tell.
For.Those hornes he ment to place vpon my head,
And M.Brookeand he should be the men:
Why how now sirIohn, why are you thus amazed?
We know the Fairies man that pinched youso,
80Your throwing in the Thames, your beating well,
And what’s to come sirIohn, that can we tell.
Mi. Pa.SirIohntis thus, your dishonest meanesTo call our credits into question,Did make vs vndertake to our best,85To turn your leaud lust to a merry Iest.
Mi. Pa.SirIohntis thus, your dishonest meanes
To call our credits into question,
Did make vs vndertake to our best,
85To turn your leaud lust to a merry Iest.
Fal.Iest, tis well, haue I liued to these yearesTo be gulled now, now to be ridden?Why then these were not Fairies?
Fal.Iest, tis well, haue I liued to these yeares
To be gulled now, now to be ridden?
Why then these were not Fairies?
Mis. Pa.No sirIohnbut boyes.
90Fal.By the Lord I was twice or thrise in the mindThey were not, and yet the grosnesseOf the fopperie perswaded me they were.Well,andthe fine wits of the Court heare this,Thayle so whip me with their keene Iests,95That thayle melt me out like tallow,Drop by drop out of my grease. Boyes!
90Fal.By the Lord I was twice or thrise in the mind
They were not, and yet the grosnesse
Of the fopperie perswaded me they were.
Well,andthe fine wits of the Court heare this,
Thayle so whip me with their keene Iests,
95That thayle melt me out like tallow,
Drop by drop out of my grease. Boyes!
Sir Hu.I trust me boyes SirIohn:and I wasAlso a Fairie that did helpe to pinch you.
Sir Hu.I trust me boyes SirIohn:and I was
Also a Fairie that did helpe to pinch you.
Fal.I, tis well I am your May-pole,XVII. 100You haue the start of mee,Am Iriddentoo with a wealch goate?With a peece of toasted cheese?
Fal.I, tis well I am your May-pole,
XVII. 100You haue the start of mee,
Am Iriddentoo with a wealch goate?
With a peece of toasted cheese?
Sir Hu.Butter is better then cheese sirIohn,You are all butter, butter.
Sir Hu.Butter is better then cheese sirIohn,
You are all butter, butter.
105For.There is a further matter yet sirIohn,There’s 20. pound you borrowed of M.BrookesirIohn,And it must be paid to M. FordsirIohn.
105For.There is a further matter yet sirIohn,
There’s 20. pound you borrowed of M.BrookesirIohn,
And it must be paid to M. FordsirIohn.
Mi. For.Nay husband let that go to make amends,Forgiue that sum, and so weele all be friends.
Mi. For.Nay husband let that go to make amends,
Forgiue that sum, and so weele all be friends.
110For.Well here is my hand, all’s forgiuen at last.
Fal.It hath cost me well,I haue beene well pinched and washed.
Fal.It hath cost me well,
I haue beene well pinched and washed.
Mi. Pa.Now M. Doctor, sonne I hope you are.
Doct.Sonne begar you be de ville voman,115Begar I tinck to marry metresAn, and begarTis a whorson garson Iack boy.
Doct.Sonne begar you be de ville voman,
115Begar I tinck to marry metresAn, and begar
Tis a whorson garson Iack boy.
Mis. Pa.How a boy?
Doct.I begar a boy.
Pa.Nay be not angry wife,Ile tell thee true,120It was my plot to deceiue thee so:And by this time your daughter’s marriedTo M. Slender, and see where he comes.Enter Slender.Now sonneSlender,Where’s your bride?
Pa.Nay be not angry wife,Ile tell thee true,
120It was my plot to deceiue thee so:
And by this time your daughter’s married
To M. Slender, and see where he comes.
Now sonneSlender,
Where’s your bride?
XVII. 125Slen.Bride, by Gods lydIthinke theres neuer a man in the worell hath that crosse fortune thatIhaue: begod I could cry for verie anger.
Page.Why whats the matter sonne Slender?
Slen.Sonne, nay by GodIam none of your son.
130Pa.No, why so?
Slen.Why so God saue me, tis a boythatI haue married.
Page.How, a boy? why did you mistake the word?
Slen.No neither, forIcame to her in red as you bad me, andIcried mum, and hee cried budget, so well as euer you heard, and I135haue married him.
Sir Hugh.Ieshu M. Slender, cannot you see but marrie boyes?
Pa.OIam vext at hart, what shal I do?
Mis.Pa.Here comesthe manthat hath deceiued vs all:How now daughter, where haue you bin?
Mis.Pa.Here comesthe manthat hath deceiued vs all:
How now daughter, where haue you bin?
140An.AtCurchforsooth.
Pa.At Church, what haue you done there?
Fen.Married to me, nay sir neuer storme,Tis done sir now, and cannot be vndone.
Fen.Married to me, nay sir neuer storme,
Tis done sir now, and cannot be vndone.
Ford:Ifaith M.Pageneuer chafe your selfe,145She hath made her choise wheras her hart was fixt,Then tis in vaine for you to storme or fret.
Ford:Ifaith M.Pageneuer chafe your selfe,
145She hath made her choise wheras her hart was fixt,
Then tis in vaine for you to storme or fret.
Fal.Iam glad yetthatyour arrow hath glanced.
Mi. For.Come mistrisPage, Ile be bold with you,Tis pitie to part loue that is so true.
Mi. For.Come mistrisPage, Ile be bold with you,
Tis pitie to part loue that is so true.
XVII. 150Mis. Pa.Altho that I haue missed in my intent,YetIam glad my husbands match was crossed,Here M. Fenton, take her, and God giue thee ioy.
XVII. 150Mis. Pa.Altho that I haue missed in my intent,
YetIam glad my husbands match was crossed,
Here M. Fenton, take her, and God giue thee ioy.
Sir Hu:Come M. Page, you must needs agree.
Fo.I yfaithsir come, you see your wife is wel pleased:
155Pa.Icannot tel, and yet my hart’s well eased,And yet it doth me good the Doctor missed.Come hither Fenton, and come hither daughter,Go too you might haue stai’d for my good will,But since your choise is made of one you loue,160Here take her Fenton, & both happie proue.
155Pa.Icannot tel, and yet my hart’s well eased,
And yet it doth me good the Doctor missed.
Come hither Fenton, and come hither daughter,
Go too you might haue stai’d for my good will,
But since your choise is made of one you loue,
160Here take her Fenton, & both happie proue.
Sir. Hu.Iwilalsodance & eate plums at your weddings.
For.All parties pleased, now let vs in to feast,And laugh at Slenderand the Doctors ieast.He hath got the maiden, each of you a boy165To waite vpon you, so God giue you ioy,And sirIohn Falstaffenow shal you keep your word,ForBrookethis night shall lye with mistrisFord.
For.All parties pleased, now let vs in to feast,
And laugh at Slenderand the Doctors ieast.
He hath got the maiden, each of you a boy
165To waite vpon you, so God giue you ioy,
And sirIohn Falstaffenow shal you keep your word,
ForBrookethis night shall lye with mistrisFord.
Exit omnes.