ACT I SCENE I | Windsor. Before PAGE'S house. | |
[Enter SHALLOW, SLENDER, and SIR HUGH EVANS] |
SHALLOW | Sir Hugh, persuade me not; I will make a Star- |
| chamber matter of it: if he were twenty Sir John |
| Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, esquire. |
SLENDER | In the county of Gloucester, justice of peace and |
| 'Coram.' | 5 |
SHALLOW | Ay, cousin Slender, and 'Custalourum. |
SLENDER | Ay, and 'Rato-lorum' too; and a gentleman born, |
| master parson; who writes himself 'Armigero,' in any |
| bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, 'Armigero.' |
SHALLOW | Ay, that I do; and have done any time these three | 10 |
| hundred years. |
SLENDER | All his successors gone before him hath done't; and |
| all his ancestors that come after him may: they may |
| give the dozen white luces in their coat. |
SHALLOW | It is an old coat. | 15 |
SIR HUGH EVANS | The dozen white louses do become an old coat well; |
| it agrees well, passant; it is a familiar beast to |
| man, and signifies love. |
SHALLOW | The luce is the fresh fish; the salt fish is an old coat. |
SLENDER | I may quarter, coz. | 20 |
SHALLOW | You may, by marrying. |
SIR HUGH EVANS | It is marring indeed, if he quarter it. |
SHALLOW | Not a whit. |
SIR HUGH EVANS | Yes, py'r lady; if he has a quarter of your coat, |
| there is but three skirts for yourself, in my | 25 |
| simple conjectures: but that is all one. If Sir |
| John Falstaff have committed disparagements unto |
| you, I am of the church, and will be glad to do my |
| benevolence to make atonements and compremises |
| between you. | 30 |
SHALLOW | The council shall bear it; it is a riot. |
SIR HUGH EVANS | It is not meet the council hear a riot; there is no |
| fear of Got in a riot: the council, look you, shall |
| desire to hear the fear of Got, and not to hear a |
| riot; take your vizaments in that. | 35 |
SHALLOW | Ha! o' my life, if I were young again, the sword |
| should end it. |
SIR HUGH EVANS | It is petter that friends is the sword, and end it: |
| and there is also another device in my prain, which |
| peradventure prings goot discretions with it: there | 40 |
| is Anne Page, which is daughter to Master Thomas |
| Page, which is pretty virginity. |
SLENDER | Mistress Anne Page? She has brown hair, and speaks |
| small like a woman. |
SIR HUGH EVANS | It is that fery person for all the orld, as just as | 45 |
| you will desire; and seven hundred pounds of moneys, |
| and gold and silver, is her grandsire upon his |
| death's-bed--Got deliver to a joyful resurrections! |
| --give, when she is able to overtake seventeen years |
| old: it were a goot motion if we leave our pribbles | 50 |
| and prabbles, and desire a marriage between Master |
| Abraham and Mistress Anne Page. |
SLENDER | Did her grandsire leave her seven hundred pound? |
SIR HUGH EVANS | Ay, and her father is make her a petter penny. |
SLENDER | I know the young gentlewoman; she has good gifts. | 55 |
SIR HUGH EVANS | Seven hundred pounds and possibilities is goot gifts. |
SHALLOW | Well, let us see honest Master Page. Is Falstaff there? |
SIR HUGH EVANS | Shall I tell you a lie? I do despise a liar as I do |
| despise one that is false, or as I despise one that |
| is not true. The knight, Sir John, is there; and, I | 60 |
| beseech you, be ruled by your well-willers. I will |
| peat the door for Master Page. |
[Knocks] |
| What, hoa! Got pless your house here! |
PAGE | [Within] Who's there?
|
[Enter PAGE] |
SIR HUGH EVANS | Here is Got's plessing, and your friend, and Justice | 65 |
| Shallow; and here young Master Slender, that |
| peradventures shall tell you another tale, if |
| matters grow to your likings. |
PAGE | I am glad to see your worships well. |
| I thank you for my venison, Master Shallow. | 70 |
SHALLOW | Master Page, I am glad to see you: much good do it |
| your good heart! I wished your venison better; it |
| was ill killed. How doth good Mistress Page?--and I |
| thank you always with my heart, la! with my heart. |
PAGE | Sir, I thank you. | 75 |
SHALLOW | Sir, I thank you; by yea and no, I do. |
PAGE | I am glad to see you, good Master Slender. |
SLENDER | How does your fallow greyhound, sir? I heard say he |
| was outrun on Cotsall. |
PAGE | It could not be judged, sir. | 80 |
SLENDER | You'll not confess, you'll not confess. |
SHALLOW | That he will not. 'Tis your fault, 'tis your fault; |
| 'tis a good dog. |
PAGE | A cur, sir. |
SHALLOW | Sir, he's a good dog, and a fair dog: can there be | 85 |
| more said? he is good and fair. Is Sir John |
| Falstaff here? |
PAGE | Sir, he is within; and I would I could do a good |
| office between you. |
SIR HUGH EVANS | It is spoke as a Christians ought to speak. | 90 |
SHALLOW | He hath wronged me, Master Page. |
PAGE | Sir, he doth in some sort confess it. |
SHALLOW | If it be confessed, it is not redress'd: is not that |
| so, Master Page? He hath wronged me; indeed he |
| hath, at a word, he hath, believe me: Robert | 95 |
| Shallow, esquire, saith, he is wronged. |
PAGE | Here comes Sir John. |
[Enter FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, NYM, and PISTOL] |
FALSTAFF | Now, Master Shallow, you'll complain of me to the king? |
SHALLOW | Knight, you have beaten my men, killed my deer, and |
| broke open my lodge. | 100 |
FALSTAFF | But not kissed your keeper's daughter? |
SHALLOW | Tut, a pin! this shall be answered. |
FALSTAFF | I will answer it straight; I have done all this. |
| That is now answered. |
SHALLOW | The council shall know this. | 105 |
FALSTAFF | 'Twere better for you if it were known in counsel: |
| you'll be laughed at. |
SIR HUGH EVANS | Pauca verba, Sir John; goot worts. |
FALSTAFF | Good worts! good cabbage. Slender, I broke your |
| head: what matter have you against me? | 110 |
SLENDER | Marry, sir, I have matter in my head against you; |
| and against your cony-catching rascals, Bardolph, |
| Nym, and Pistol. |
BARDOLPH | You Banbury cheese! |
SLENDER | Ay, it is no matter. | 115 |
PISTOL | How now, Mephostophilus! |
SLENDER | Ay, it is no matter. |
NYM | Slice, I say! pauca, pauca: slice! that's my humour. |
SLENDER | Where's Simple, my man? Can you tell, cousin? |
SIR HUGH EVANS | Peace, I pray you. Now let us understand. There is | 120 |
| three umpires in this matter, as I 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 | We three, to hear it and end it between them. | 125 |
SIR HUGH EVANS | Fery goot: I will make a prief of it in my note- |
| book; and we will afterwards ork upon the cause with |
| as great discreetly as we can. |
FALSTAFF | Pistol! |
PISTOL | He hears with ears. | 130 |
SIR HUGH EVANS | The tevil and his tam! what phrase is this, 'He |
| hears with ear'? why, it is affectations. |
FALSTAFF | Pistol, did you pick Master Slender's purse? |
SLENDER | Ay, by these gloves, did he, or I would I might |
| never come in mine own great chamber again else, of | 135 |
| seven groats in mill-sixpences, and two Edward |
| shovel-boards, that cost me two shilling and two |
| pence apiece of Yead Miller, by these gloves. |
FALSTAFF | Is this true, Pistol? |
SIR HUGH EVANS | No; it is false, if it is a pick-purse. | 140 |
PISTOL | Ha, thou mountain-foreigner! Sir John and Master mine, |
| I combat challenge of this latten bilbo. |
| Word of denial in thy labras here! |
| Word of denial: froth and scum, thou liest! |
SLENDER | By these gloves, then, 'twas he. | 145 |
NYM | Be avised, sir, and pass good humours: I will say |
| 'marry trap' with you, if you run the nuthook's |
| humour on me; that is the very note of it. |
SLENDER | By this hat, then, he in the red face had it; for |
| though I cannot remember what I did when you made me | 150 |
| drunk, yet I am not altogether an ass. |
FALSTAFF | What say you, Scarlet and John? |
BARDOLPH | Why, sir, for my part I say the gentleman had drunk |
| himself out of his five sentences. |
SIR HUGH EVANS | It is his five senses: fie, what the ignorance is! | 155 |
BARDOLPH | And being fap, sir, was, as they say, cashiered; and |
| so conclusions passed the careires. |
SLENDER | Ay, you spake in Latin then too; but 'tis no |
| matter: I'll ne'er be drunk whilst I live again, |
| but in honest, civil, godly company, for this trick: | 160 |
| if I be drunk, I'll be drunk with those that have |
| the fear of God, and not with drunken knaves. |
SIR HUGH EVANS | So Got udge me, that is a virtuous mind. |
FALSTAFF | You hear all these matters denied, gentlemen; you hear it. |
[
Enter ANNE PAGE, with wine; MISTRESS FORD
and MISTRESS PAGE, following
] |
PAGE | Nay, daughter, carry the wine in; we'll drink within. | 165 |
[Exit ANNE PAGE] |
SLENDER | O heaven! this is Mistress Anne Page. |
PAGE | How now, Mistress Ford! |
FALSTAFF | Mistress Ford, by my troth, you are very well met: |
| by your leave, good mistress. |
[Kisses her] |
PAGE | Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome. Come, we have a | 170 |
| hot venison pasty to dinner: come, gentlemen, I hope |
| we shall drink down all unkindness. |
[Exeunt all except SHALLOW, SLENDER, and SIR HUGH EVANS] |
SLENDER | I had rather than forty shillings I had my Book of |
| Songs and Sonnets here. |
[Enter SIMPLE] |
| How now, Simple! where have you been? I must wait | 175 |
| on myself, must I? You have not the Book of Riddles |
| about you, have you? |
SIMPLE | Book of Riddles! why, did you not lend it to Alice |
| Shortcake upon All-hallowmas last, a fortnight |
| afore Michaelmas? | 180 |
SHALLOW | Come, coz; come, coz; we stay for you. A word with |
| you, coz; marry, this, coz: there is, as 'twere, a |
| tender, a kind of tender, made afar off by Sir Hugh |
| here. Do you understand me? |
SLENDER | Ay, sir, you shall find me reasonable; if it be so, | 185 |
| I shall do that that is reason. |
SHALLOW | Nay, but understand me. |
SLENDER | So I do, sir. |
SIR HUGH EVANS | Give ear to his motions, Master Slender: I will |
| description the matter to you, if you be capacity of it. | 190 |
SLENDER | Nay, I will do as my cousin Shallow says: I pray |
| you, pardon me; he's a justice of peace in his |
| country, simple though I stand here. |
SIR HUGH EVANS | But that is not the question: the question is |
| concerning your marriage. | 195 |
SHALLOW | Ay, there's the point, sir. |
SIR HUGH EVANS | Marry, is it; the very point of it; to Mistress Anne Page. |
SLENDER | Why, if it be so, I will marry her upon any |
| reasonable demands. |
SIR HUGH EVANS | But can you affection the 'oman? Let us command to | 200 |
| know that of your mouth or of your lips; for divers |
| philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the |
| mouth. Therefore, precisely, can you carry your |
| good will to the maid? |
SHALLOW | Cousin Abraham Slender, can you love her? | 205 |
SLENDER | I hope, sir, I will do as it shall become one that |
| would do reason. |
SIR HUGH EVANS | Nay, Got's lords and his ladies! you must speak |
| possitable, if you can carry her your desires |
| towards her. | 210 |
SHALLOW | That you must. Will you, upon good dowry, marry her? |
SLENDER | I will do a greater thing than that, upon your |
| request, cousin, in any reason. |
SHALLOW | Nay, conceive me, conceive me, sweet coz: what I do |
| is to pleasure you, coz. Can you love the maid? | 215 |
SLENDER | I will marry her, sir, at your request: but if there |
| be no great love in the beginning, yet heaven may |
| decrease it upon better acquaintance, when we are |
| married and have more occasion to know one another; |
| I hope, upon familiarity will grow more contempt: | 220 |
| but if you say, 'Marry her,' I will marry her; that |
| I am freely dissolved, and dissolutely. |
SIR HUGH EVANS | It is a fery discretion answer; save the fall is in |
| the ort 'dissolutely:' the ort is, according to our |
| meaning, 'resolutely:' his meaning is good. | 225 |
SHALLOW | Ay, I think my cousin meant well. |
SLENDER | Ay, or else I would I might be hanged, la! |
SHALLOW | Here comes fair Mistress Anne. |
[Re-enter ANNE PAGE] |
| Would I were young for your sake, Mistress Anne! |
ANNE PAGE | The dinner is on the table; my father desires your | 230 |
| worships' company. |
SHALLOW | I will wait on him, fair Mistress Anne. |
SIR HUGH EVANS | Od's plessed will! I will not be absence at the grace. |
[Exeunt SHALLOW and SIR HUGH EVANS] |
ANNE PAGE | Will't please your worship to come in, sir? |
SLENDER | No, I thank you, forsooth, heartily; I am very well. | 235 |
ANNE PAGE | The dinner attends you, sir. |
SLENDER | I am not a-hungry, I thank you, forsooth. Go, |
| sirrah, for all you are my man, go wait upon my |
| cousin Shallow. |
[Exit SIMPLE] |
| A justice of peace sometimes may be beholding to his | 240 |
| friend for a man. I keep but three men and a boy |
| yet, till my mother be dead: but what though? Yet I |
| live like a poor gentleman born. |
ANNE PAGE | I may not go in without your worship: they will not |
| sit till you come. | 245 |
SLENDER | I' faith, I'll eat nothing; I thank you as much as |
| though I did. |
ANNE PAGE | I pray you, sir, walk in. |
SLENDER | I had rather walk here, I thank you. I bruised |
| my shin th' other day with playing at sword and | 250 |
| dagger with a master of fence; three veneys for a |
| dish of stewed prunes; and, by my troth, I cannot |
| abide the smell of hot meat since. Why do your |
| dogs bark so? be there bears i' the town? |
ANNE PAGE | I think there are, sir; I heard them talked of. | 255 |
SLENDER | I love the sport well but I shall as soon quarrel at |
| it as any man in England. You are afraid, if you see |
| the bear loose, are you not? |
ANNE PAGE | Ay, indeed, sir. |
SLENDER | That's meat and drink to me, now. I have seen | 260 |
| Sackerson loose twenty times, and have taken him by |
| the chain; but, I warrant you, the women have so |
| cried and shrieked at it, that it passed: but women, |
| indeed, cannot abide 'em; they are very ill-favored |
| rough things. | 265 |
[Re-enter PAGE] |
PAGE | Come, gentle Master Slender, come; we stay for you. |
SLENDER | I'll eat nothing, I thank you, sir. |
PAGE | By cock and pie, you shall not choose, sir! come, come. |
SLENDER | Nay, pray you, lead the way. |
PAGE | Come on, sir. | 270 |
SLENDER | Mistress Anne, yourself shall go first. |
ANNE PAGE | Not I, sir; pray you, keep on. |
SLENDER | I'll rather be unmannerly than troublesome. |
| You do yourself wrong, indeed, la! |
[Exeunt] |