It is a fery discretion‑answere; saue the fall is in
the 'ord, dissolutely: the ort is (according to our
mea
[230]
ning) resolutely: his meaning is good.
Sh.I: I thinke my Cosen meant well.Sl.I, or else I would I might be hang'd (la.)Sh.
Here comes faire Mistris
Anne; would
I were
yong for your sake, Mistris
Anne.
An.
[235]
The dinner is on the Table, my Father desires
your worships
company.
Sh.I will wait on him, (faire Mistris
Anne.)
Eu.Od's plessed‑wil: I wil not be
absēce
absence at
the grace.
An.Wil't please your worship to come in, Sir?Sl.
[240]
No, I thank you forsooth, hartely; I am very well.An.The dinner attends you, Sir.Sl.
I am not a‑hungry, I thanke you, forsooth: goe,
Sirha, for all you are my man, goe wait vpon my Cosen
Shallow: a Iustice of peace sometime
may be beholding
[245]
to his friend, for a Man; I keepe but
three Men, and a
Boy yet, till my Mother be dead: but what though, yet
I liue like a poore Gentleman borne.
An.
I may not goe in without your worship: they
will not sit
till you come.
Sl.
[250]
I'faith, ile eate nothing: I thanke you as much as
though I did.
An.I pray you Sir walke in.Sl.
I had rather walke here (I thanke you) I bruiz'd
my
shin th' other day, with playing at Sword and
Dag
[255]
ger with a Master of Fence (three veneys
for a dish of
stew'd Prunes) and by my troth,
I cannot abide the smell
of hot meate since. Why doe your
dogs barke so? be
there Beares ith' Towne?
An.I thinke there are, Sir, I heard them talk'd of.Sl.
[260]
I loue the sport well, but I shall as soone quarrell
at it,
as any man in
England: you are afraid if
you see the
Beare loose, are you not?
An.I indeede Sir.Sl.
That's meate and drinke to me now: I haue seene
[265]
Saskerson loose, twenty times, and haue taken
him by the
Chaine: but (I warrant you) the women haue so
cride
and shrekt at it, that it past: But women
indeede, cannot
abide 'em, they are very
ill‑fauour'd rough things.
Ma.PaCome, gentle M.
Slender, come; we
stay for you.
Sl.
[270]
Ile eate nothing, I thanke you Sir.Ma.PaBy cocke and pie, you shall not choose, Sir:
come,
come.
Sl.Nay, pray you lead the way.Ma.Pa.Come on, Sir.Sl.Mistris
Anne: your selfe shall goe
first.
An.
[275]
Not I Sir, pray you keepe on.Sl.Truely I will not goe first: truly‑la: I will
not
doe you that wrong.
An.I pray you Sir.Sl.
Ile rather be vnmannerly, then troublesome: you
doe your
selfe wrong indeede‑la.
Scena Secunda.
[Act 1, Scene 2]
Enter Euans, and
Simple.
Eu.
[280]
Go your waies, and aske of Doctor
Caius house,
which is the way; and there dwels one
Mistris
Quickly;
which is in
the manner of his Nurse; or his dry‑Nurse; or
his
Cooke; or his Laundry; his Washer, and his Ringer.
Nay, it is petter yet: giue her this letter; for it is
a
'oman that altogeathers
acquaintāce
acquaintance with
Mistris
Anne
Page
; and the
Letter is to desire, and require her to soli
cite
your Masters desires, to Mistris
Anne Page: I pray
you be gon: I will
make an end of my dinner; ther's Pip
[290]
pins
and Cheese to come.
Exeunt.
Scena Tertia.
[Act 1, Scene 3]
Enter Falstaffe,
Host, Bardolfe, Nym, Pistoll, Page.
Fal.
Mine
Host of the
Garter?
Ho.
What saies my Bully Rooke? speake schollerly,
and
wisely.
Fal.
Truely mine
Host; I must turne
away some of my
[295]
followers.
Ho.
Discard, (bully
Hercules) casheere; let
them wag;
trot, trot.
Fal.
I sit at ten pounds a weeke.
Ho.
Thou'rt an Emperor (
Cesar, Keiser
and
Pheazar)
[300]
I will entertaine
Bardolfe: he shall draw;
he shall tap; said
I well (bully
Hector?)
Fa.Doe so (good mine
Host.
Ho.
I haue spoke; let him follow: let me see thee froth,
and
liue: I am at a word: follow.
Fal.
[305]
Bardolfe, follow him: a
Tapster is a good trade:
an old Cloake, makes
a new Ierkin: a wither'd Seruing
man, a
fresh Tapster: goe, adew.
Ba.
It is a life that I haue desir'd: I will thriue.
Pist.O base hungarian wight: wilt y
u the spigot wield.
Ni.
[310]
He was gotten in drink: is not the humor
cōceited
conceited?
Fal.
I am glad I am so acquit of this Tinderbox: his
Thefts were too open: his filching was like an
vnskilfull
Singer, he kept not time.
Ni.
The good humor is to steale at a minutes rest.
Pist.
[315]
Conuay: the wise it call: Steale? foh: a fico for
the
phrase.
Fal.Well sirs, I am almost out at heeles.Pist.Why then let Kibes ensue.Fal.There is no remedy: I must conicatch, I must
shift.
Pist.
[320]
Yong Rauens must haue foode.Fal.Which of you know
Ford of this Towne?
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.
[325]
No quips now
Pistoll: (Indeede I am
in the waste
two yards about: but I am now about no
waste: I am a
bout thrift) briefely: I doe
meane to make loue to
Fords
wife: I
spie entertainment in her: shee discourses: shee
carues:
she giues the leere of inuitation: I can construe
[330]
the action of her familier stile, & the
hardest voice of her
behauior (to be
english'd rightly) is,
I am Sir Iohn
Falstafs
.
Pist.
He hath studied her will; and translated her will:
out of honesty, into English.
Ni.
The Anchor is deepe: will that humor passe?
Fal.
[335]
Now, the report goes, she has all the rule of her
husbands
Purse: he hath a legend of Angels.
Pist.
As many diuels entertaine: and to her Boy say I.
Ni.
The humor rises: it is good: humor me the angels.
Fal.
I haue writ me here a letter to her: & here ano
[340]
ther
to
Pages wife, who euen now gaue
mee good eyes
too; examind my parts with most
iudicious illiads: some
times the beame of her
view, guilded my foote: some
Scena Tertia.
[Act 1, Scene 3]
Enter Falstaffe,
Host, Bardolfe, Nym, Pistoll, Page.
Fal.
Mine
Host of the
Garter?
Ho.
What saies my Bully Rooke? speake schollerly,
and
wisely.
Fal.
Truely mine
Host; I must turne
away some of my
[295]
followers.
Ho.
Discard, (bully
Hercules) casheere; let
them wag;
trot, trot.
Fal.
I sit at ten pounds a weeke.
Ho.
Thou'rt an Emperor (
Cesar, Keiser
and
Pheazar)
[300]
I will entertaine
Bardolfe: he shall draw;
he shall tap; said
I well (bully
Hector?)
Fa.Doe so (good mine
Host.
Ho.
I haue spoke; let him follow: let me see thee froth,
and
liue: I am at a word: follow.
Fal.
[305]
Bardolfe, follow him: a
Tapster is a good trade:
an old Cloake, makes
a new Ierkin: a wither'd Seruing
man, a
fresh Tapster: goe, adew.
Ba.
It is a life that I haue desir'd: I will thriue.
Pist.O base hungarian wight: wilt y
u the spigot wield.
Ni.
[310]
He was gotten in drink: is not the humor
cōceitedconceited?
Fal.
I am glad I am so acquit of this Tinderbox: his
Thefts were too open: his filching was like an
vnskilfull
Singer, he kept not time.
Ni.
The good humor is to steale at a minutes rest.
Pist.
[315]
Conuay: the wise it call: Steale? foh: a fico for
the
phrase.
Fal.Well sirs, I am almost out at heeles.Pist.Why then let Kibes ensue.Fal.There is no remedy: I must conicatch, I must
shift.
Pist.
[320]
Yong Rauens must haue foode.Fal.Which of you know
Ford of this Towne?
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.
[325]
No quips now
Pistoll: (Indeede I am
in the waste
two yards about: but I am now about no
waste: I am a
bout thrift) briefely: I doe
meane to make loue to
Fords
wife: I
spie entertainment in her: shee discourses: shee
carues:
she giues the leere of inuitation: I can construe
[330]
the action of her familier stile, & the
hardest voice of her
behauior (to be
english'd rightly) is,
I am Sir Iohn
Falstafs
.
Pist.
He hath studied her will; and translated her will:
out of honesty, into English.
Ni.
The Anchor is deepe: will that humor passe?
Fal.
[335]
Now, the report goes, she has all the rule of her
husbands
Purse: he hath a legend of Angels.
Pist.
As many diuels entertaine: and to her Boy say I.
Ni.
The humor rises: it is good: humor me the angels.
Fal.
I haue writ me here a letter to her: & here ano
[340]
ther
to
Pages wife, who euen now gaue
mee good eyes
too; examind my parts with most
iudicious illiads: some
times the beame of her
view, guilded my foote: some
times my portly
belly.
Pist.Then did the Sun on dung‑hill shine.Ni.
[345]
I thanke thee for that humour.Fal.
O she did so course o're my exteriors with such
a
greedy intention, that the appetite of her eye, did seeme
to scorch me vp like a burning‑glasse:
here's another
letter to her: She beares the Purse
too: She is a Region
[350]
in
Guiana: all
gold, and bountie: I will be Cheaters to
them both, and
they shall be Exchequers to mee: they
shall be my East and
West Indies, and I will trade to
them both: Goe,
beare thou this Letter to Mistris
Page;
and thou this to Mistris
Ford: we will thriue (Lads) we
[355]
will
thriue.
Pist.Shall I Sir
Pandarus of
Troy become,
And by my side weare Steele? then Lucifer take all.Ni.I will run no base humor: here take the humor‑
Letter; I will keepe the hauior of reputation.
Fal.Hold Sirha, beare you these Letters tightly,
[360]
Saile like my Pinnasse to these golden shores.Rogues, hence, auaunt, vanish like haile‑stones;
goe,
Trudge; plod away ith' hoofe: seeke shelter, packe:Falstaffe will learne the
honor of the age,
French‑thrift, you Rogues, my selfe, and skirted
Page.
Pist.
[365]
Let Vultures gripe thy guts: for gourd, andFullam holds: & high and low beguiles the rich &
poore,
Tester ile haue in pouch when thou shalt lacke,Base
Phrygian Turke.
Ni.I haue opperations,
[370]
Which be humors of reuenge.Pist.Wilt thou reuenge?Ni.By Welkin, and her Star.Pist.With wit, or Steele?Ni.With both the humors, I:
[375]
I will discusse the humour of this Loue to
Ford.
Pist.And I to
Page shall eke vnfold
How
Falstaffe (varlet
vile)
His Doue will proue; his gold will hold,And his soft couch defile.Ni.
[380]
My humour shall not coole: I will incense
Ford
to deale with poyson: I will possesse him with
yallow
nesse, for the reuolt of mine is dangerous:
that is my
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<sp who="#F-wiv-pis">
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<l n="309">O base hungarian wight: wilt y<c rend="superscript">u</c>the spigot wield.</l>
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<sp who="#F-wiv-pis">
<speaker rend="italic">Pist.</speaker>
<l n="320">Yong Rauens must haue foode.</l>
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<sp who="#F-wiv-fal">
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<speaker rend="italic">Fal.</speaker>
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<speaker rend="italic">Ni.</speaker>
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<speaker rend="italic">Ni.</speaker>
<l n="345">I thanke thee for that humour.</l>
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<sp who="#F-wiv-fal">
<speaker rend="italic">Fal.</speaker>
<p n="346">O she did so course o're my exteriors with such
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<speaker rend="italic">Ni.</speaker>
<l n="358">I will run no base humor: here take the humor‑
<lb/>Letter; I will keepe the hauior of reputation.</l>
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<sp who="#F-wiv-fal">
<speaker rend="italic">Fal.</speaker>
<l n="359">Hold Sirha, beare you these Letters tightly,</l>
<l n="360">Saile like my Pinnasse to these golden shores.</l>
<l n="361">Rogues, hence, auaunt, vanish like haile‑stones; goe,</l>
<l n="362">Trudge; plod away ith' hoofe: seeke shelter, packe:</l>
<l n="363">
<hi rend="italic">Falstaffe</hi>will learne the honor of the age,</l>
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</sp>
<sp who="#F-wiv-pis">
<speaker rend="italic">Pist.</speaker>
<l n="365">Let Vultures gripe thy guts: for gourd, and</l>
<l n="366">Fullam holds: & high and low beguiles the rich & poore,</l>
<l n="367">Tester ile haue in pouch when thou shalt lacke,</l>
<l n="368">Base<hi rend="italic">Phrygian</hi>Turke.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-wiv-nym">
<speaker rend="italic">Ni.</speaker>
<l n="369">I haue opperations,</l>
<l n="370">Which be humors of reuenge.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-wiv-pis">
<speaker rend="italic">Pist.</speaker>
<l n="371">Wilt thou reuenge?</l>
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<sp who="#F-wiv-nym">
<speaker rend="italic">Ni.</speaker>
<l n="372">By Welkin, and her Star.</l>
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<sp who="#F-wiv-pis">
<speaker rend="italic">Pist.</speaker>
<l n="373">With wit, or Steele?</l>
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<sp who="#F-wiv-nym">
<speaker rend="italic">Ni.</speaker>
<l n="374">With both the humors, I:</l>
<l n="375">I will discusse the humour of this Loue to<hi rend="italic">Ford</hi>.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-wiv-pis">
<speaker rend="italic">Pist.</speaker>
<l n="376">And I to<hi rend="italic">Page</hi>shall eke vnfold</l>
<l n="377">How<hi rend="italic">Falstaffe</hi>(varlet vile)</l>
<l n="378">His Doue will proue; his gold will hold,</l>
<l n="379">And his soft couch defile.</l>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-wiv-nym">
<speaker rend="italic">Ni.</speaker>
<p n="380">My humour shall not coole: I will incense<hi rend="italic">Ford</hi>
<lb n="381"/>to deale with poyson: I will possesse him with yallow
<lb n="382"/>nesse, for the reuolt of mine is dangerous: that is my
<lb n="383"/>true humour.</p>
</sp>
<sp who="#F-wiv-pis">
<speaker rend="italic">Pist.</speaker>
<p n="384">Thou art the<hi rend="italic">Mars</hi>of<hi rend="italic">Malecontents</hi>: I second
<lb n="385"/>thee: troope on.</p>
</sp>
<stage rend="italic rightJustified" type="exit">Exeunt.</stage>
</div>
