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The Merry Wiues of Windsor. Cai. I, dat is very good, excellant. Host. Peace, I say: heare mine Host of the Garter, Am I politicke? Am I subtle? Am I a Machiuell?
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Shall I loose my Doctor? No, hee giues me the Potions

and the Motions. Shall I loose my Parson? my Priest?

my Sir Hugh? No, he giues me the Prouerbes, and the

No‑verbes. Giue me thy hand (Celestiall) so: Boyes of

Art, I haue deceiu'd you both: I haue directed you to

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wrong places: your hearts are mighty, your skinnes are

whole, and let burn'd Sacke be the issue: Come, lay their

swords to pawne: Follow me, Lad of peace, follow, fol­

low, follow.

Shal. Trust me, a mad Host: follow Gentlemen, fol­ low. Slen.
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O sweet Anne Page.
Cai. Ha' do I perceiue dat? Haue you make‑a‑de‑sot of vs, ha, ha? Eua.

This is well, he has made vs his vlowting‑stog:

I desire you that we may be friends: and let vs knog our

praines together to be reuenge on this same scall‑scur­

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uy‑cogging‑companion the Host of the Garter.

Cai.

By gar, with all my heart: he promise to bring

me where is Anne Page: by gar he deceiue me too.

Euan.

Well, I will smite his noddles: pray you follow.

Scena Secunda. [Act 3, Scene 2] Mist. Page, Robin, Ford, Page, Shallow, Slender, Host, Euans, Caius. Mist.Page.

Nay keepe your way (little Gallant) you

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were wont to be a follower, but now you are a Leader:

whether had your rather lead mine eyes, or eye your ma­

sters heeles?

Rob.

I had rather (forsooth) go before you like a man,

then follow him like a dwarfe.

M. Pa.
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O you are a flattering boy, now I see you'l be a (Courtier.
Ford. Well met mistris Page, whether go you. M. Pa. Truly Sir, to see your wife, is she at home? Ford. I, and as idle she may hang together for want of company: I think if your husbands were dead, you two would marry. M.Pa. Be sure of that, two other husbands. Ford.
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Where had your this pretty weather‑cocke?
M.Pa. I cannot tell what (the dickens) his name is my husband had him of, what do you cal your Knights name (sirrah? Rob. Sir Iohn Falstaffe. Ford. Sir Iohn Falstaffe. M. Pa. He, he I can neuer hit on's name: there is such a league between my goodman, and he: is your Wife at (home indeed? Ford.
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Indeed she is.
M.Pa. By your leaue sir, I am sicke till I see her. Ford.

Has Page any braines? Hath he any eies? Hath he

any thinking? Sure they sleepe, he hath no vse of them:

why this boy will carrie a letter twentie mile as easie, as

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a Canon will shoot point‑blanke twelue score: hee pee­

ces out his wiues inclination: he giues her folly motion

and aduantage: and now she's going to my wife, Fal­ staffes boy with her: A man may heare this showre sing

in the winde; and Falstaffes boy with her: good plots,

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they are laide, and our reuolted wiues share damnation

together. Well, I will take him, then torture my wife,

plucke the borrowed vaile of modestie from the so‑see­

ming Mist. Page, divulge Page himselfe for a secure and

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wilfull Acteon, and to these violent proceedings all my

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neighbors shall cry aime. The clocke giues my Qu,

and my assurance bids me search, there I shall finde Fal­ staffe : I shall be rather praisd for this, then mock'd, for

it is as possitiue, as the earth is firme, that Falstaffe is

there: I will go.

Shal. Page &c.
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Well met M r Ford.

Ford.

Trust me a good knotte; I haue good cheere at

home, and I pray you all go with me.

Shal. I must excuse my selfe M r. Ford. Slen. And so must I Sir,
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We haue appointed to dine with Mistris Anne, And I would not breake with her for more mony Then Ile speake of.
Shal.

We haue linger'd about a match betweene An Page , and my cozen Slender, and this day wee shall haue

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our answer.

Slen. I hope I haue your good will Father Page. Pag. You haue M r Slender, I stand wholly for you, But my wife (M r Doctor) is for you altogether. Cai. I be‑gar, and de Maid is loue‑a‑me: my nursh‑ a‑Quickly tell me so mush. Host.
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What say you to yong M r Fenton? He capers,

he dances, he has eies of youth: he writes verses, hee

speakes holliday, he smels April and May, he wil carry't,

he will carry't, 'tis in his buttons, he will carry't.

Page.

Not by my consent I promise you. The Gentle­

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man is of no hauing, hee kept companie with the wilde

Prince, and Pointz: he is of too high a Region, he knows

too much: no, hee shall not knit a knot in his fortunes,

with the finger of my substance: if he take her, let him

take her simply: the wealth I haue waits on my consent,

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and my consent goes not that way.

Ford.

I beseech you heartily, some of you goe home

with me to dinner: besides your cheere you shall haue

sport, I will shew you a monster: M r Doctor, you shal

go, so shall you Mr Page, and you Sir Hugh.

Shal.
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Well, fare you well: We shall haue the freer woing at M r Pages.
Cai. Go home Iohn Rugby, I come anon. Host. Farewell my hearts, I will to my honest Knight Falstaffe, and drinke Canarie with him. Ford.

I thinke I shall drinke in Pipe‑wine first with

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him, Ile make him dance. Will you go Gentles?

All.

Haue with you, to see this Monster.

Exeunt.
Scena Tertia. [Act 3, Scene 3] Enter M.Ford, M.Page, Seruants, Robin, Falstaffe, Ford, Page, Caius, Euans. Mist.Ford. What Iohn, what Robert. M.Page. Quickly, quickly: Is the Buck‑basket— Mis.Ford. I warrant. What Robin I say. Mis.Page.
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Come, come, come.
Mist.Ford. Heere, set it downe. M.Pag. Giue your men the charge, we must be briefe. M.Ford.

Marrie, as I told you before ( Iohn & Robert )

be ready here hard‑by in the Brew‑house, & when I so­

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dainly call you, come forth, and (without any pause, or

staggering) take this basket on your shoulders: y t done,

trudge with it in all hast, and carry it among the Whit­

sters in Dotchet Mead, and there empty it in the muddie

ditch, close by the Thames side.

M.Page.
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You will do it?
M.Ford. I ha told them ouer and ouer, they lacke no (direction. E Be

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Scena Tertia. [Act 3, Scene 3] Enter M.Ford, M.Page, Seruants, Robin, Falstaffe, Ford, Page, Caius, Euans. Mist.Ford. What Iohn, what Robert. M.Page. Quickly, quickly: Is the Buck‑basket— Mis.Ford. I warrant. What Robin I say. Mis.Page.
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Come, come, come.
Mist.Ford. Heere, set it downe. M.Pag. Giue your men the charge, we must be briefe. M.Ford.

Marrie, as I told you before ( Iohn & Robert )

be ready here hard‑by in the Brew‑house, & when I so­

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dainly call you, come forth, and (without any pause, or

staggering) take this basket on your shoulders: y t done,

trudge with it in all hast, and carry it among the Whit­

sters in Dotchet Mead, and there empty it in the muddie

ditch, close by the Thames side.

M.Page.
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You will do it?
M.Ford. I ha told them ouer and ouer, they lacke no (direction. Be gone, and come when you are call'd. M.Page. Here comes little Robin. Mist.Ford. How now my Eyas‑Musket, what newes (with you? Rob.
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My M. Sir Iohn is come in at your backe doore (Mist. Ford, and requests your company.
M.Page. You litle Iack‑a‑lent, haue you bin true to vs Rob. I, Ile be sworne: my Master knowes not of your being heere: and hath threatned to put me into euerla­ sting liberty, if I tell you of it: for he sweares he'll turne me away. Mist.Pag.

Thou'rt a good boy: this secrecy of thine

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shall be a Tailor to thee, and shal make thee a new dou­

blet and hose. Ile go hide me.

Mi.Ford. Do so: go tell thy Master, I am alone: Mi­ stris Page, remember you your Qu. Mist.Pag. I warrant thee, if I do not act it, hisse me. Mist.Ford.

Go‑too then: we'l vse this vnwholsome

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humidity, this grosse‑watry Pumpion; we'll teach him

to know Turtles from Iayes.

Fal.

Haue I caught thee, my heauenly Iewell? Why

now let me die, for I haue liu'd long enough: This is the

period of my ambition: O this blessed houre.

Mist.Ford.
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O sweet Sir Iohn.
Fal. Mistris Ford, I cannot cog, I cannot prate (Mist. Ford) now shall I sin in my wish; I would thy Husband were dead, Ile speake it before the best Lord, I would make thee my Lady. Mist.Ford. I your Lady Sir Iohn? Alas, I should bee a pittifull Lady. Fal. Let the Court of France shew me such another: I see how thine eye would emulate the Diamond: Thou hast the right arched‑beauty of the brow, that becomes the Ship‑tyre, the Tyre‑valiant, or any Tire of Venetian admittance. Mist.Ford. A plaine Kerchiefe, Sir Iohn:
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My browes become nothing else, nor that well neither.
Fal.

Thou art a tyrant to say so: thou wouldst make

an absolute Courtier, and the firme fixture of thy foote,

would giue an excellent motion to thy gate, in a semi‑

circled Farthingale. I see what thou wert if Fortune thy

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foe, were not Nature thy friend: Come, thou canst not

hide it.

Mist.Ford. Beleeue me, ther's no such thing in me. Fal.

What made me loue thee? Let that perswade

thee. Ther's something extraordinary in thee: Come, I

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cannot cog, and say thou art this and that, like a‑manie

of these lisping‑hauthorne buds, that come like women

in mens apparrell, and smell like Bucklers‑berry in sim­

ple time: I cannot, but I loue thee, none but thee; and

thou deseru'st it.

M.Ford.
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Do not betray me sir, I fear you loue M Page.
Fal. Thou mightst as well say, I loue to walke by the Counter‑gate, which is as hatefull to me, as the reeke of a Lime‑kill. Mis.Ford. Well, heauen knowes how I loue you, And you shall one day finde it. Fal. Keepe in that minde, Ile deserue it. Mist.Ford.
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Nay, I must tell you, so you doe; Or else I could not be in that minde.
Rob.

Mistris Ford, Mistris Ford: heere's Mistris Page at

the doore, sweating, and blowing, and looking wildely,

and would needs speake with you presently.

Fal.
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She shall not see me, I will ensconce mee behind the Arras.
M.Ford. Pray you do so, she's a very tatling woman. Whats the matter? How now? Mist.Page. O mistris Ford what haue you done? You'r sham'd, y'are ouerthrowne, y'are vndone for euer. M.Ford.
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What's the matter, good mistris Page?
M.Page. O weladay, mist. Ford, hauing an honest man to your husband, to giue him such cause of suspition. M.Ford. What cause of suspition? M.Page. What cause of suspition? Out vpon you: How am I mistooke in you? M.Ford.
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Why (alas) what's the matter?.
M.Page.

Your husband's comming hether (Woman)

with all the Officers in Windsor, to search for a Gentle­

man, that he sayes is heere now in the house; by your

consent to take an ill aduantage of his absence: you are

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vndone.

M.Ford. 'Tis ot so, I hope. M.Page.

Pray heauen it be not so, that you haue such

a man heere: but 'tis most certaine your husband's com­

ming, with halfe Windsor at his heeles, to serch for such

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a one, I come before to tell you: If you know your selfe

cleere, why I am glad of it: but if you haue a friend here,

conuey, conuey him out. Be not amaz'd, call all your

senses to you, defend your reputation, or bid farwell to

your good life for euer.

M.Ford.
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What shall I do? There is a Gentleman my

deere friend: and I feare not mine owne shame so much,

as his perill. I had rather then a thousand pound he were

out of the house.

M.Page.

For shame, neuer stand (you had rather, and

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you had rather:) your husband's heere at hand, bethinke

you of some conueyance: in the house you cannot hide

him. Oh, how haue you deceiu'd me? Looke, heere is a

basket, if he be of any reasonable stature, he may creepe

in heere, and throw fowle linnen vpon him, as if it were

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going to bucking: Or it is whiting time, send him by

your two men to Datchet‑Meade.

M.Ford. He's too big to go in there: what shall I do? Fal. Let me see't, let me see't, O let me see't: Ile in, Ile in: Follow your friends counsell, Ile in. M.Page.
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What Sir Iohn Falstaffe? Are these your Let­ ters, Knight?
Fal. I loue thee, helpe mee away: let me creepe in heere: ile neuer⸺ M.Page. Helpe to couer your master (Boy:) Call your men (Mist. Ford.) You dissembling Knight. M.Ford.

What Iohn, Robert, Iohn; Go, take vp these

cloathes heere, quickly: Wher's the Cowle‑staffe? Look

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how you drumble? Carry them to the Landresse in Dat­

chet mead: quickly, come.

Ford. 'Pray you come nere: if I suspect without cause, Why then make sport at me, then let me be your iest, I deserue it: How now? Whether beare you this? Ser.
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To the Landresse forsooth?
M.Ford.

Why, what haue you to doe whether they

beare it? You were best meddle with buck‑washing.

Ford. Buck? I would I could wash my selfe of yͤ Buck: Bucke, bucke, bucke, I bucke: I warrant you Bucke,
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And of the season too; it shall appeare.

Gentlemen, I haue dream'd to night, Ile tell you my

dreame: heere, heere, heere bee my keyes, ascend my

Chambers, search, seeke, finde out: Ile warrant wee'le

vnkennell the Fox. Let me stop this way first: so, now

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vncape.

Page. Good master Ford, be contented: You wrong your selfe too much. Ford. True (master Page) vp Gentlemen, You shall see sport anon:
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Follow me Gentlemen.
Euans. This is fery fantasticall humors and iealousies. Caius. By gar, 'tis no‑the fashion of France: It is not iealous in France. Page. Nay follow him (Gentlemen) see the yssue of his search. Mist.Page
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Is there not a double excellency in this?
Mist.Ford. I know not which pleases me better, That my husband is deceiued, or Sir Iohn. Mist.Page. What a taking was hee in, when your husband askt who was in the basket? Mist.Ford.

I am halfe affraid he will haue neede of

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washing: so throwing him into the water, will doe him

a benefit.

Mist.Page.

Hang him dishonest rascall: I would all

of the same straine, were in the same distresse.

Mist.Ford.

I thinke my husband hath some speciall

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suspition of Falstaffs being heere: for I neuer saw him so

grosse in his iealousie till now.

Mist.Page.

I will lay a plot to try that, and wee will

yet haue more trickes with Falstaffe: his dissolute disease

will scarse obey this medicine.

Mis.Ford.
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Shall we send that foolishion Carion, Mist.

Quickly to him, and excuse his throwing into the water,

and giue him another hope, to betray him to another

punishment?

Mist.Page.

We will do it: let him be sent for to mor­

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row eight a clocke to haue amends.

Ford.

I cannot finde him: may be the knaue bragg'd

of that he could not compasse.

Mis.Page. Heard you that? Mis.Ford. You vse me well, M. Ford? Do you? Ford.
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I, I do so.
M.Ford. Heauen make you better then your thoghts Ford. Amen. Mi.Page. You do your selfe mighty wrong (M. Ford) Ford. I, I: I must beare it. Eu.
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If there be any pody in the house, & in the cham­

bers, and in the coffers, and in the presses: heauen for­

giue my sins at the day of iudgement.

Caius. Be gar, nor I too: there is no‑bodies. Page.

Fy, fy, M. Ford, are you not asham'd? What spi­

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rit, what diuell suggests this imagination? I wold not ha

your distemper in this kind, for yͤ welth of Windsor castle.

Ford. 'Tis my fault (M. Page) I suffer for it. Euans.

You suffer for a pad conscience: your wife is

as honest a o'mans, as I will desires among fiue thou­

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sand, and fiue hundred too.

Cai. By gar, I see 'tis an honest woman. Ford.

Well, I promisd you a dinner: come, come, walk

in the Parke, I pray you pardon me: I wil hereafter make

knowne to you why I haue done this. Come wife, come

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Mi. Page, I pray you pardon me. Pray hartly pardon me.

Page.

Let's go in Gentlemen, but (trust me) we'l mock

him: I doe inuite you to morrow morning to my house

to breakfast: after we'll a Birding together, I haue a fine

Hawke for the bush. Shall it be so:

Ford.
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Any thing.
Eu. If there is one, I shall make two in the Companie Ca. If there be one, or two, I shall make‑a‑theturd. Ford. Pray you go, M. Page. Eua. I pray you now remembrance to morrow on the lowsie knaue, mine Host. Cai.
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Dat is good by gar, withall my heart.
Eua. A lowsie knaue, to haue his gibes, and his moc­ keries. Exeunt.
 

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      <lb/>I see how thine eye would emulate the Diamond: Thou
      <lb/>hast the right arched‑beauty of the brow, that becomes
      <lb/>the Ship‑tyre, the Tyre‑valiant, or any Tire of Venetian
      <lb/>admittance.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mist.Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1284">A plaine Kerchiefe, Sir<hi rend="italic">Iohn</hi>:</l>
      <l n="1285">My browes become nothing else, nor that well neither.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-fal">
      <speaker rend="italic">Fal.</speaker>
      <p n="1286">Thou art a tyrant to say so: thou wouldst make
      <lb n="1287"/>an absolute Courtier, and the firme fixture of thy foote,
      <lb n="1288"/>would giue an excellent motion to thy gate, in a semi‑
      <lb n="1289"/>circled Farthingale. I see what thou wert if Fortune thy
      <lb n="1290"/>foe, were not Nature thy friend: Come, thou canst not
      <lb n="1291"/>hide it.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mist.Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1292">Beleeue me, ther's no such thing in me.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-fal">
      <speaker rend="italic">Fal.</speaker>
      <p n="1293">What made me loue thee? Let that perswade
      <lb n="1294"/>thee. Ther's something extraordinary in thee: Come, I
      <lb n="1295"/>cannot cog, and say thou art this and that, like a‑manie
      <lb n="1296"/>of these lisping‑hauthorne buds, that come like women
      <lb n="1297"/>in mens apparrell, and smell like Bucklers‑berry in sim­
      <lb n="1298"/>ple time: I cannot, but I loue thee, none but thee; and
      <lb n="1299"/>thou deseru'st it.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1300">Do not betray me sir, I fear you loue M<hi rend="italic">Page</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-fal">
      <speaker rend="italic">Fal.</speaker>
      <l n="1301">Thou mightst as well say, I loue to walke by the
      <lb/>Counter‑gate, which is as hatefull to me, as the reeke of
      <lb/>a Lime‑kill.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mis.Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1302">Well, heauen knowes how I loue you,</l>
      <l n="1303">And you shall one day finde it.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-fal">
      <speaker rend="italic">Fal.</speaker>
      <l n="1304">Keepe in that minde, Ile deserue it.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mist.Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1305">Nay, I must tell you, so you doe;</l>
      <l n="1306">Or else I could not be in that minde.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-rob">
      <speaker rend="italic">Rob.</speaker>
      <p n="1307">Mistris<hi rend="italic">Ford</hi>, Mistris<hi rend="italic">Ford</hi>: heere's Mistris<hi rend="italic">Page</hi>at
      <lb n="1308"/>the doore, sweating, and blowing, and looking wildely,
      <lb n="1309"/>and would needs speake with you presently.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-fal">
      <speaker rend="italic">Fal.</speaker>
      <l n="1310">She shall not see me, I will ensconce mee behind
      <lb/>the Arras.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1311">Pray you do so, she's a very tatling woman.</l>
      <l n="1312">Whats the matter? How now?</l>
   </sp>
   <cb n="2"/>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mpa">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mist.Page.</speaker>
      <l n="1313">O mistris<hi rend="italic">Ford</hi>what haue you done?</l>
      <l n="1314">You'r sham'd, y'are ouerthrowne, y'are vndone for euer.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1315">What's the matter, good mistris<hi rend="italic">Page</hi>?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mpa">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Page.</speaker>
      <l n="1316">O weladay, mist.<hi rend="italic">Ford</hi>, hauing an honest man
      <lb/>to your husband, to giue him such cause of suspition.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1317">What cause of suspition?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mpa">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Page.</speaker>
      <l n="1318">What cause of suspition? Out vpon you:</l>
      <l n="1319">How am I mistooke in you?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1320">Why (alas) what's the matter?.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mpa">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Page.</speaker>
      <p n="1321">Your husband's comming hether (Woman)
      <lb n="1322"/>with all the Officers in Windsor, to search for a Gentle­
      <lb n="1323"/>man, that he sayes is heere now in the house; by your
      <lb n="1324"/>consent to take an ill aduantage of his absence: you are
      <lb n="1325"/>vndone.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1326">'Tis<gap reason="illegible"
              agent="hole"
              extent="1"
              unit="chars"
              resp="#JS"/>ot so, I hope.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mpa">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Page.</speaker>
      <p n="1327">Pray heauen it be not so, that you haue such
      <lb n="1328"/>a man heere: but 'tis most certaine your husband's com­
      <lb n="1329"/>ming, with halfe Windsor at his heeles, to serch for such
      <lb n="1330"/>a one, I come before to tell you: If you know your selfe
      <lb n="1331"/>cleere, why I am glad of it: but if you haue a friend here,
      <lb n="1332"/>conuey, conuey him out. Be not amaz'd, call all your
      <lb n="1333"/>senses to you, defend your reputation, or bid farwell to
      <lb n="1334"/>your good life for euer.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Ford.</speaker>
      <p n="1335">What shall I do? There is a Gentleman my
      <lb n="1336"/>deere friend: and I feare not mine owne shame so much,
      <lb n="1337"/>as his perill. I had rather then a thousand pound he were
      <lb n="1338"/>out of the house.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mpa">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Page.</speaker>
      <p n="1339">For shame, neuer stand (you had rather, and
      <lb n="1340"/>you had rather:) your husband's heere at hand, bethinke
      <lb n="1341"/>you of some conueyance: in the house you cannot hide
      <lb n="1342"/>him. Oh, how haue you deceiu'd me? Looke, heere is a
      <lb n="1343"/>basket, if he be of any reasonable stature, he may creepe
      <lb n="1344"/>in heere, and throw fowle linnen vpon him, as if it were
      <lb n="1345"/>going to bucking: Or it is whiting time, send him by
      <lb n="1346"/>your two men to<hi rend="italic">Datchet</hi>‑Meade.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1347">He's too big to go in there: what shall I do?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-fal">
      <speaker rend="italic">Fal.</speaker>
      <l n="1348">Let me see't, let me see't, O let me see't:</l>
      <l n="1349">Ile in, Ile in: Follow your friends counsell, Ile in.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mpa">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Page.</speaker>
      <l n="1350">What Sir<hi rend="italic">Iohn Falstaffe</hi>? Are these your Let­
      <lb/>ters, Knight?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-fal">
      <speaker rend="italic">Fal.</speaker>
      <l n="1351">I loue thee, helpe mee away: let me creepe in
      <lb/>heere: ile neuer⸺</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mpa">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Page.</speaker>
      <l n="1352">Helpe to couer your master (Boy:) Call
      <lb/>your men (Mist.<hi rend="italic">Ford</hi>.) You dissembling Knight.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Ford.</speaker>
      <p n="1353">What<hi rend="italic">Iohn, Robert, Iohn</hi>; Go, take vp these
      <lb n="1354"/>cloathes heere, quickly: Wher's the Cowle‑staffe? Look
      <lb n="1355"/>how you drumble? Carry them to the Landresse in Dat­
      <lb n="1356"/>chet mead: quickly, come.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-for">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1357">'Pray you come nere: if I suspect without cause,</l>
      <l n="1358">Why then make sport at me, then let me be your iest,</l>
      <l n="1359">I deserue it: How now? Whether beare you this?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-ser">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ser.</speaker>
      <l n="1360">To the Landresse forsooth?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Ford.</speaker>
      <p n="1361">Why, what haue you to doe whether they
      <lb n="1362"/>beare it? You were best meddle with buck‑washing.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-for">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1363">Buck? I would I could wash my selfe of yͤ Buck:</l>
      <l n="1364">Bucke, bucke, bucke, I bucke: I warrant you Bucke,</l>
      <l n="1365">And of the season too; it shall appeare.</l>
      <p n="1366">Gentlemen, I haue dream'd to night, Ile tell you my
      <lb n="1367"/>dreame: heere, heere, heere bee my keyes, ascend my
      <lb n="1368"/>Chambers, search, seeke, finde out: Ile warrant wee'le
      <lb n="1369"/>vnkennell the Fox. Let me stop this way first: so, now
      <lb n="1370"/>vncape.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-pag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Page.</speaker>
      <l n="1371">Good master<hi rend="italic">Ford</hi>, be contented:</l>
      <l n="1372">You wrong your selfe too much.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-for">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1373">True (master<hi rend="italic">Page</hi>) vp Gentlemen,</l>
      <l n="1374">You shall see sport anon:</l>
      <pb facs="FFimg:axc0071-0.jpg" n="51"/>
      <cb n="1"/>
      <l n="1375">Follow me Gentlemen.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-eva">
      <speaker rend="italic">Euans.</speaker>
      <l n="1376">This is fery fantasticall humors and iealousies.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-cai">
      <speaker rend="italic">Caius.</speaker>
      <l n="1377">By gar, 'tis no‑the fashion of France:</l>
      <l n="1378">It is not iealous in France.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-pag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Page.</speaker>
      <l n="1379">Nay follow him (Gentlemen) see the yssue of
      <lb/>his search.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mpa">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mist.Page</speaker>
      <l n="1380">Is there not a double excellency in this?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mist.Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1381">I know not which pleases me better,</l>
      <l n="1382">That my husband is deceiued, or Sir<hi rend="italic">Iohn</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mpa">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mist.Page.</speaker>
      <l n="1383">What a taking was hee in, when your
      <lb/>husband askt who was in the basket?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mist.Ford.</speaker>
      <p n="1384">I am halfe affraid he will haue neede of
      <lb n="1385"/>washing: so throwing him into the water, will doe him
      <lb n="1386"/>a benefit.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mpa">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mist.Page.</speaker>
      <p n="1387">Hang him dishonest rascall: I would all
      <lb n="1388"/>of the same straine, were in the same distresse.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mist.Ford.</speaker>
      <p n="1389">I thinke my husband hath some speciall
      <lb n="1390"/>suspition of<hi rend="italic">Falstaffs</hi>being heere: for I neuer saw him so
      <lb n="1391"/>grosse in his iealousie till now.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mpa">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mist.Page.</speaker>
      <p n="1392">I will lay a plot to try that, and wee will
      <lb n="1393"/>yet haue more trickes with<hi rend="italic">Falstaffe</hi>: his dissolute disease
      <lb n="1394"/>will scarse obey this medicine.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mis.Ford.</speaker>
      <p n="1395">Shall we send that foolishion Carion, Mist.
      <lb n="1396"/>
         <hi rend="italic">Quickly</hi>to him, and excuse his throwing into the water,
      <lb n="1397"/>and giue him another hope, to betray him to another
      <lb n="1398"/>punishment?</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mpa">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mist.Page.</speaker>
      <p n="1399">We will do it: let him be sent for to mor­
      <lb n="1400"/>row eight a clocke to haue amends.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-for">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ford.</speaker>
      <p n="1401">I cannot finde him: may be the knaue bragg'd
      <lb n="1402"/>of that he could not compasse.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mpa">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mis.Page.</speaker>
      <l n="1403">Heard you that?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mis.Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1404">You vse me well, M.<hi rend="italic">Ford</hi>? Do you?</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-for">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1405">I, I do so.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mfo">
      <speaker rend="italic">M.Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1406">Heauen make you better then your thoghts</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-for">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1407">Amen.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-mpa">
      <speaker rend="italic">Mi.Page.</speaker>
      <l n="1408">You do your selfe mighty wrong (M.<hi rend="italic">Ford</hi>)</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-for">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1409">I, I: I must beare it.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-eva">
      <speaker rend="italic">Eu.</speaker>
      <p n="1410">If there be any pody in the house, &amp; in the cham­
      <lb n="1411"/>bers, and in the coffers, and in the presses: heauen for­
      <lb n="1412"/>giue my sins at the day of iudgement.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-cai">
      <speaker rend="italic">Caius.</speaker>
      <l n="1413">Be gar, nor I too: there is no‑bodies.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-pag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Page.</speaker>
      <p n="1414">Fy, fy, M.<hi rend="italic">Ford</hi>, are you not asham'd? What spi­
      <lb n="1415"/>rit, what diuell suggests this imagination? I wold not ha
      <lb n="1416"/>your distemper in this kind, for yͤ welth of<hi rend="italic">Windsor castle</hi>.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-for">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1417">'Tis my fault (M.<hi rend="italic">Page</hi>) I suffer for it.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-eva">
      <speaker rend="italic">Euans.</speaker>
      <p n="1418">You suffer for a pad conscience: your wife is
      <lb n="1419"/>as honest a o'mans, as I will desires among fiue thou­
      <lb n="1420"/>sand, and fiue hundred too.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-cai">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cai.</speaker>
      <l n="1421">By gar, I see 'tis an honest woman.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-for">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ford.</speaker>
      <p n="1422">Well, I promisd you a dinner: come, come, walk
      <lb n="1423"/>in the Parke, I pray you pardon me: I wil hereafter make
      <lb n="1424"/>knowne to you why I haue done this. Come wife, come
      <lb n="1425"/>Mi.<hi rend="italic">Page</hi>, I pray you pardon me. Pray hartly pardon me.</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-pag">
      <speaker rend="italic">Page.</speaker>
      <p n="1426">Let's go in Gentlemen, but (trust me) we'l mock
      <lb n="1427"/>him: I doe inuite you to morrow morning to my house
      <lb n="1428"/>to breakfast: after we'll a Birding together, I haue a fine
      <lb n="1429"/>Hawke for the bush. Shall it be so:</p>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-for">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1430">Any thing.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-eva">
      <speaker rend="italic">Eu.</speaker>
      <l n="1431">If there is one, I shall make two in the Companie</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-cai">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ca.</speaker>
      <l n="1432">If there be one, or two, I shall make‑a‑theturd.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-for">
      <speaker rend="italic">Ford.</speaker>
      <l n="1433">Pray you go, M.<hi rend="italic">Page</hi>.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-eva">
      <speaker rend="italic">Eua.</speaker>
      <l n="1434">I pray you now remembrance to morrow on the
      <lb/>lowsie knaue, mine Host.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-cai">
      <speaker rend="italic">Cai.</speaker>
      <l n="1435">Dat is good by gar, withall my heart.</l>
   </sp>
   <sp who="#F-wiv-eva">
      <speaker rend="italic">Eua.</speaker>
      <l n="1436">A lowsie knaue, to haue his gibes, and his moc­
      <lb/>keries.</l>
   </sp>
   <stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt.</stage>
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