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SCENE I. - The same.
Duk. Why, then she's fled unto that peasant
And Eglamour is in her company.
As he in penance wander'd through the forest : That Silvia, at Patrick's cell, should meet me. Him he knew well, and guess'd that it was she; She will not fail ; for lovers break not hours, But, being mask'd, he was not sure of it : Unless it be to come before their time ;
Besides, she did intend confession So much they spur their expedition.
At Patrick's cell this even; and there she was not :
These likelihoods confirm her flight from lience. Enter SILVIA.
Therefore, I pray you, stand not to discourse, See where she comes : Lady, a happy evening ! But mount you presently; and meet with me
Sil. Amen, amen! go on, good Eglamour ! Upon the rising of the mountain-foot Out at the postern by the abbey-wall;
That leads towards Mantua, whither they are ficd. I fear, I am attended by some spies.
Dispatch, sweet gentlemen, and follow me. (Exit. Egl. Fear not: the forest is not three leagues off": Thu. Why this it is to be a peevish girl, If we recover that, we are sure enough. (Exeunt. That flies her fortune when it follows her :
I'll after; more to be reveng'd on Eglainour, SCENE II. The same. An Apartment in the Than for the love of reckless Silvia. [Erit. Duke's Palace.
Pro. And I will follow, more for Silvia's love,
Than hate of Eglamour that goes with her. [Eart. Enter TXURIO, PROTEUS, and Julia.
Jul. And I will follow, more to cross that love, Thu. Sir Proteus, what says Silvia to iny suit ?
Than hate for Silvia, that is gone for love. [Erit. Pro. O, sir, I find her milder than she was; And yet she takes exceptions at your person.
SCENE III. - Frontiers of Mantua. The Thu. What, that my leg is too long?
Forest. Pro. No; that it is too little.
Enter Silvia, and Out-laws. Thu. I'll wear a boot, to make it somewhat rounder.
Out. Come, come; Pro. But love will not be spurr'd to what it loaths. Be paticnt, we must bring you to our captain. Thu. What says she to my face?
Sil. A thousand more mischances than this one Pro. She says, it is a fair one.
Have learn'd me how to brook this patiently. Thu. Nay, then the wanton lies; my face is
2 Out. Come, bring her away. black.
1 Ont. Where is the gentleman that was with Pro. But pearls are fair; and the old saying is,
her ? Black men are pearls in beauteous ladies' eyes ;
3 Out. Being nimble-footed, he hath out-run us, Jul. 'Tis true, such pearls as put out ladies' eyes;
But Moyses, and Valerius, follow him. l'or I had rather wink than look on them. [Aside. Go thou with her to the west end of the wood, Thu. How likes she my discourse ?
There is our captain : we'll follow him that's fled. Pro. Ill, when you talk of war.
The thicket is beset, he cannot 'scape. Thu. But well, when I discourse of love and
1 Out. Come, I must bring you to our captain's peace ?
cave ; Jul. But better, indeed, when you hold your
Fear not; he bears an honourable mind, peace.
And will not use a woman lawlessly. Thu. What says she to my valour ?
Si. O Valentine, this I endure for thee. (Ereunt. Pro. O, sir, she makes no doubt of that. Jul. She needs not, when she knows it cowardice.
SCENE IV. - - Another part of the Forest. [Aside.
l'al. How use doth breed a habit in a man Jul. True; from a gentleman to a fool. [Asicle. This shadowy desert, unfrequented woods, Thu. Considers she my possessions?
I better brook than flourishing peopled towns. Pro. O, ay; and pities them.
Here can I sit alone, unseen of any, Tl. Wherefore ?
And to the nightingale's complaining notes, Jul. That such an ass should owe them. lsiside. Tune my distresses, and record my woes. Pro. That they are out by lease.
O thou that dost inhabit in my breast, Jul. Here comes the duke.
Leave not the mansion so long tenantless;
Lest, growing ruinous, the building fall,
And leave no memory of what it was!
Thou gentle nymph, cherish thy forlorn swain! Thu. Not I.
What halloing, and what stir, is this to-day?
These are my mates, that make their wills their law Duke.
Saw you my daughter ? Have some unhappy passenger in chase : Pro.
Neither. They love me well; yet I have much to do,
To keep them from uncivil outrages.
Be a sufficient ransom for offence,
(Steps aside. As e'er I did commit.
Then I am paid,
And once again I do receive thee honest .
By penitence the Eternal's wrath's appeas'd : That wou'd have forc'd your honour and your love. And, that my love may appear plain and free, Vouchsafe me, for my meed, but one fair look ; All that was mine in Silvia, I give thee. A smaller boon than this I cannot beg,
Jul. O me, unhappy!
[Faints. And less than this, I am sure, you cannot give. Pro. Look to the boy.
Val. How like a dream is this I see and hear! Val. Why, boy! why, wag! how now? what is Lore, lend me patience to forbear a while. [Aside.
the matter? Sil. O miserable, unhappy that I am !
Look up; speak. Pro. Unhappy were you, madam, ere I came; Jul.
O good sir, my master charg'd me But, by my coming, I have made you happy. To deliver a ring to madam Silvia; Sil. By thy approach thou mak'st me most un- Which out of my neglect, was never done. happy.
Pro. Where is that ring, boy? Jul. And me, when he approacheth to your pre- Jul.
Here 'tis : this is it. [Aside.
[Gives a ring. Sil. Had I been seized by a hungry lion,
Pro. How ! let me see : I would have been a breakfast to the beast,
Why this is the ring I gave to Julia. Rather than have false Proteus rescue me.
Jul. O, cry you mercy, sir, I have mistook ; O, heaven be judge, how I love Valentine,
This is the ring you sent to Silvia. Whose life's as tender to me as my soul ;
(Shows another ring. And full as much, (for more there cannot be,) Pro. But, how cam'st thou by this ring? at my I do detest false perjur'd Proteus :
depart, Therefore be gone, solicit me no more.
this unto Julia.
And Julia herself hath brought it hither. Would I not undergo for one calm look ?
Pro. How! Julia ! 0, 'uis the curse in love, and still approv'd,
Jul. Behold her that gave aim to all thy oaths, When women cannot love, where they're belov’d. And entertaind them deeply in her heart : Su. When Proteus cannot love where he's be- How oft hast thou with perjury cleft the root ? lov'd.
O Proteus, let this habit make thee blush ! Read over Julia's heart, thy first best love,
Be thou asham'd, that I have took upon me For whose dear sake thou didst then rend thy faith Such an immodest raiment; if shame live Into a thousand oaths; and all those oaths
In a disguise of love : Descended into perjury, to love me.
It is the lesser blot, modesty finds, Thou hast no faith left now, unless thou had'st two, Women to change their shapes, than men their And that's far worse than none; better have none
minds. Than plural faith, which is too much by one :
Pro. Than men their minds ! 'tis true; ( heaThou counterfeit to thy true friend!
ven! were man Pro.
But constant, he were perfect : that one error Who respects friend ?
Fills him with faults; makes him run through all Sil. All men but Proteus.
sins : Pro. Nay, if the gentle spirit of moving words Inconstancy falls off, ere it begins : Can no way change you to a milder form,
What is in Silvia's face, but I may spy I'll woo you like a soldier, at arms' end;
More fresh in Julia's with a constant eye? And love you 'gainst the nature of love, force you. Val. Come, come, a hand from either : Sil. O heaven!
Let me be blest to make this happy close ; Pro.
I'll force thee yield to my desire. 'Twere pity two such friends should be long foes. Val. Ruffian, let go that rude uncivil touch ; Pro. Bear witness, heaven, I have my wish for Thou friend of an ill fashion ! Pro.
Jul. And I have mine. Val. Thou common friend, that's without faith or love;
Enter Out-laws, with DUKE and Thurio. (For such is a friend now,) treacherous man !
A prize, a prize, a prize! Thou has beguild my hopes ; nought but mine eye Val. Forbear, I say ; it is my lord the duke. Could have persuaded me :
(ow I dare not say,
Your grace is welcome to a man disgrac'd,
Sir Valentine !
Thu. Yonder is Silvia ; and Silvia's mine. I am sorry I must never trust thee more,
Val. Thurio, give back, or else embrace thy deadı ; But count the world a stranger for thy sake. Come not within the measure of my wrath : The private wound is deepest : O time, most curst! Do not name Silvia thine ; if once again, 'Mongst all foes, that a friend should be the worst. Milan shall not behold thee. Here she stands,
Pro. My shame and guilt confound me. - Take but possession of her with a touch ; Forgive me, Valentine : if hearty sorrow
I dare thee but to breathe upon my love.
Thu. Sir Valentine, I care not for her, I; Forgive them what they have committed here, I hold him but a fool, that will endanger
And let them be recall d from their exile : His body for a girl that loves him not :
They are reform'd, civil, full of good, I claim her not, and therefore she is thine.
And fit for great employment, worthy lord. Duke. The more degenerate and base art thou, Duke. Thou hast prevail d; I pardon them, and To make such means for her as thou hast done, And leave her on such slight conditions.
Dispose of them, as thou know'st their deserts. Now, by the honour of my ancestry,
Come, let us go ; we will include all jars I do applaud thy spirit, Valentine,
With triumphs, mirth, and rare solemnity. And think thee worthy of an empress' love.
Val. And, as we walk along, I dare be bold Know then, I here forget all former griefs,
With our discourse to make your grace to smile : Cancel all grudge, repeal thee home again.
What think you of this page, my lord ? Plead a new state in thy unrivall’d merit,
Duke. I think the boy hath grace in him; he To which I thus subscribe, - sir Valentine,
blushes. Thou art a gentleman, and well deriv'd;
Val. I warrant you, my lord; more grace than boy. Take thou thy Silvia, for thou hast deserv'd her. Duke. What mean you by that saying ? Val. I thank your grace; the gift hath made me Val. Please you, I'll tell you as we pass along, happy.
That you will wonder, what hath fortuned. — ī now beseech you, for your daughter's sake, Come, Proteus; 'tis your penance, but to hear To grant one boon that I shall ask of you.
The story of your loves discovered : Duke. I grant it, for thine own, whate'er it bo. That done, our day of marriage shall be yours;
Val. These banish'd men, that I have kept wi hai, One feast, one house, one mutual happiness. Are men endued with worthy qualities ;
WIVES OF WINDSOR.
Sir John FALSTAPY.
Robin, page to Falstaff. FENTON.
SIMPLE, servant to Slender.
Rugby, servant to Dr. Caius.
Mrs. Page. Sir Hugh Evans, a Welch parson.
Mrs. Anne Page, her daughter, in love with l'entor. Dr. Carus, a French physician.
Mrs. QUICKLY, servant to Dr. Caius.
Servants to Page, Ford, fc.
SCENE, — WINDSOR ; and the parts adjacent.
SCENE I. – Windsor. Before Page's House.
Eva. Yes, py'r-lady; if he has a quarter of your
coat, there is but three skirts for yourself, in my Enter Justice SHALLOW, SLENDER, and Sir Hugh simple conjectures : but this is ail one: If sir John EVANS.
Falstaff have committed disparagements unto you, Shal. Sir Hugh, persuade me not; I will make I am of the church, and will be glad to do my be2 Star-chamber matter of it: if he were twenty sir nevolence, to make atonements and compromises John Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, between you. esquire.
Shal. The Council shall hear it; it is a riot. Slen. In the county of Gloster, justice of peace,
Eva. It is not meet the Council hear a riot ; and coram.
there is no fear of Got in a riot : the Council, look Shal. Ay, cousin Slender, and Cust-alorum. you, shall desire to hear the fear of Got, and not to
Slen. Ay, and ratolorum too; and a gentleman hear a riot; take your vizaments in that. born, master parson; who writes himself armigero ; Shal. Ha! o' my life, if I were young again, the in any bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, ar- sword should end it. migero.
Eva. It is petter that friends is the sword, and Shal. Ay, that we do ; and have done any time end it: and there is also another device in my these three hundred years.
prain, which, peradventure, prings goot discretions Slen. All his successors, gone before him, have with it: There is Anne Page, which is daughter to done't; and all his ancestors, that come after master George Page, which is pretty virginity. him, may: they may give the dozen white luces in Slen. Mistress Anne Page ? She has brown hair, their coat.
and speaks small like a woman. Shal. It is an old coat.
Eva. It is that fery person for all the 'orld, as Eva. The dozen white louses do become an old just as you will desire ; and seven hundred pounds coat well ; it agrees well, passant: it is a familiar of monies, and gold, and silver, is her grandsire, beast to man, and signifies — love.
upon his death's-bed, (Got deliver to a joyful resurShal. The luce is the fresh fish; the salt fish is rections !) give, when she is able to overtake sevenan old coat.
teen years old: it were a goot motion, if we leave Slen. I may quarter, coz?
our pribbles and prabbles, and desire a marriage be. Shal. You may, by marrying.
tween master Abraham, and mistress Anne Page. Ev. It is marring, indeed, if he quarter it. Shal. Did her grandsire leave her seven hundred Shal. Not a whit,
Eva. Ay, and her father is make her a petter penny. | tavern, and made me drunk, and afterwards picked
Shal. I know the young gentlewoman ; she has my pocket. good gifts.
Bard. You Banbury cheese! Eva. Seven hundred pounds, and possibilities, is Slen. Ay, it is no matter. good gifts.
Pist. How now, Mephostopliilus?
Nym Slice, I say! pauca, pauca; slice! that's
can you tell one that is not true. The knight, sir is there; cousin ? and, 1 beseech you, be ruled by your well-willers. Eva. Peace: I pray you! Now let us underI will peat the door [knocks.) for master Page. stand : There is three umpires in this matter, as I What, hoa! Got pless your house here !
understand : that is — master Page, fidelicet, master
Page ; and there is myself, fidelicet, myself; and the
three party is, lastly and finally, mine host of the Garter. Page. Who's there?
Page. We three, to hearit, and end it between them. Eva. Here is Got's plessing, and your friend, and Eva. Ferry goot: I will make a prief of it in my justice Shallow : and here young master Slender; note-book; and we will afterwards 'ork upon the that, peradventures, shall tell you another tale, if cause, with as great discreetly as we can. matters grow to your likings.
Fal. Pistol, Page. I am glad to see your worships well : I
Pist. He hears with ears. thank you for my venison, master Shallow.
Eva. The tevil with his tam! what phrase is this, Shal. Master Page, I am glad to see you ; Much He hears with ear? Why, it is affectations. good do it your good heart! I wished your venison Fal. Pistol, did you pick master Slender's purse? better; it was ill killed :- How doth good mistress Slen. Ay, by these gloves, did he, (or I would I Page ? — and I love you always with my heart, la ; might never come in mine own great chamber again with my heart.
else,) of seven groats in mill-sixpences, and two Page. Sir, I thank you.
Edward shovel-boards, that cost me two shilling and Shal. Sir, I thank you ; by yea and no, I do. two pence a-piece of Yead Miller, by these gloves. Page. I am glad to see you, good master Slender. Fal. Is this true, Pistol ?
Slen. How does your fallow greyhound, sir ? I Eva. No; it is false, if it is a pick-purse. heard say, he was out-run on Cotsale.
Pist. Ha, thou mountain-foreigner ! — Sir John Puge. It could not be judg'd, sir.
and master mine, Slen. You'll not confess, you'll not confess. I combat challenge of this latten bilbo :
Shal. That he will not; - 'tis your fault, 'tis Word of denial in thy labras here; your fault: - 'Tis a good dog.
Word of denial : froth and scum, thou liest. Page. A cur, sir.
Slen. By these gloves, then 'twas he. Shal. Sir, he's a good dog, and a fair dog; Can Nym. Be advis'd, sir, and pass good humours : there be more said ? he is good, and fair. Is sir I will say, marry trap, with you, if
you run the nutJohn Falstaff here?
hook's humour on me: that is the very note of it. Paye. Sir, he is within ; and I would I could do Slen. By this hat, then, he in the red face had it : a good office between you.
for though I cannot remember what I did when you Eva. It is spoke as a Christians ought to speak. made me drunk, yet I am not altogether an ass. Shal. He hath wrong'd me, master Page,
Fal. What say you, Scarlet and John ? Page. Sir, he doth in some sort confess it.
Bard. Why, sir, for my part, I say, the gentleShal. If it be confess’d, it is not redress'd ; is man had drunk himself out of his five sentences. not that so, master Page? He hath wrong'd me; Eva. It is his five senses: fie, what the ignorance is! indeed, he hath ; at a word he hath ; - believe Bard. And being fap, sir, was, as they say, came; Robert Shallow, esquire, saith, he is wrong'd. shier'd; and so conclusions pass'd the careires. Page. Here comes sir John.
Slen. Ay, you spake in Latin then too; but 'tis Enter sir John Falstaff, Bardolph, Nym, and but in honest, civil, godly company, for this trick :
no matter : l'll ne'er be drunk whilst I live again, PISTOL.
if I be drunk, I'll be drunk with those that have the Fal. Now, master Shallow ; you'll complain of fear of God, and not with drunken knaves. me to the king ?
Eva. So Got 'udge me, that is a virtuous mind. Shal. Knight, you have beaten my men, killed Fal. You hear all these matters denied, gentlemy deer, and broke open my lodge.
men ; you hear it. Fal. But not kiss'd your keeper's daughter? Shal. Tut, a pin! this shall be answer'd.
Enter Mistress ANNE Page with wine; Mistress Fal. I will answer it straight; — I have done all
Ford and Mistress Page following. this : That is now answer'd.
Page. Nay, daughter, carry the wine in; we'll Shal. The Council shall know this.
[Erit Anne Page, Fal. "Twere better for you, if it were known in Slen. O heaven! this is mistress Anne Page. counsel : you'll be laugh'd at.
Page. How now, mistress Ford ? Eva. Pauca verba, sir John, goot worts.
Fal. Mistress Ford, by my troth, you are very Fal. Good worts ! good cabbage. Slender, I well met: by your leave, good mistress. [kissing her, broke your head; What matter have you against me? Page. Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome :
Slen. Marry, sir, I have matter in my head against Come, we have a hot venison pasty to dinner; come you; and against your coney-catching rascals, Bar- gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkinddolph, Nym, and Pistol. They carried me to the ness. (Ereunt all but SHAL. SLENDER, and Evans,