ACT III SCENE II | A street. | |
[Enter MISTRESS PAGE and ROBIN] |
MISTRESS PAGE | Nay, keep your way, little gallant; you were wont to |
| be a follower, but now you are a leader. Whether |
| had you rather lead mine eyes, or eye your master's heels? |
ROBIN | I had rather, forsooth, go before you like a man |
| than follow him like a dwarf. | 5 |
MISTRESS PAGE | O, you are a flattering boy: now I see you'll be a courtier. |
[Enter FORD] |
FORD | Well met, Mistress Page. Whither go you? |
MISTRESS PAGE | Truly, sir, to see your wife. Is she at home? |
FORD | Ay; and as idle as she may hang together, for want |
| of company. I think, if your husbands were dead, | 10 |
| you two would marry. |
MISTRESS PAGE | Be sure of that,--two other husbands. |
FORD | Where had you this pretty weather-cock? |
MISTRESS PAGE | I cannot tell what the dickens his name is my |
| husband had him of. What do you call your knight's | 15 |
| name, sirrah? |
ROBIN | Sir John Falstaff. |
FORD | Sir John Falstaff! |
MISTRESS PAGE | He, he; I can never hit on's name. There is such a |
| league between my good man and he! Is your wife at | 20 |
| home indeed? |
FORD | Indeed she is. |
MISTRESS PAGE | By your leave, sir: I am sick till I see her. |
[Exeunt MISTRESS PAGE and ROBIN] |
FORD | Has Page any brains? hath he any eyes? hath he any |
| thinking? Sure, they sleep; he hath no use of them. | 25 |
| Why, this boy will carry a letter twenty mile, as |
| easy as a cannon will shoot point-blank twelve |
| score. He pieces out his wife's inclination; he |
| gives her folly motion and advantage: and now she's |
| going to my wife, and Falstaff's boy with her. A | 30 |
| man may hear this shower sing in the wind. And |
| Falstaff's boy with her! Good plots, they are laid; |
| and our revolted wives share damnation together. |
| Well; I will take him, then torture my wife, pluck |
| the borrowed veil of modesty from the so seeming | 35 |
| Mistress Page, divulge Page himself for a secure and |
| wilful Actaeon; and to these violent proceedings all |
| my neighbours shall cry aim. |
[Clock heard] |
| The clock gives me my cue, and my assurance bids me |
| search: there I shall find Falstaff: I shall be | 40 |
| rather praised for this than mocked; for it is as |
| positive as the earth is firm that Falstaff is |
| there: I will go. |
[
Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, SLENDER, Host,
SIR HUGH EVANS, DOCTOR CAIUS, and RUGBY
] |
PAGE | Well met, Master Ford. |
| &c. | 45 |
FORD | Trust me, a good knot: I have good cheer at home; |
| and I pray you all go with me. |
SHALLOW | I must excuse myself, Master Ford. |
SLENDER | And so must I, sir: we have appointed to dine with |
| Mistress Anne, and I would not break with her for | 50 |
| more money than I'll speak of. |
SHALLOW | We have lingered about a match between Anne Page and |
| my cousin Slender, and this day we shall have our answer. |
SLENDER | I hope I have your good will, father Page. |
PAGE | You have, Master Slender; I stand wholly for you: | 55 |
| but my wife, master doctor, is for you altogether. |
DOCTOR CAIUS | Ay, be-gar; and de maid is love-a me: my nursh-a |
| Quickly tell me so mush. |
Host | What say you to young Master Fenton? he capers, he |
| dances, he has eyes of youth, he writes verses, he | 60 |
| speaks holiday, he smells April and May: he will |
| carry't, he will carry't; 'tis in his buttons; he |
| will carry't. |
PAGE | Not by my consent, I promise you. The gentleman is |
| of no having: he kept company with the wild prince | 65 |
| and Poins; he is of too high a region; he knows too |
| much. No, he 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 have waits on |
| my consent, and my consent goes not that way. | 70 |
FORD | I beseech you heartily, some of you go home with me |
| to dinner: besides your cheer, you shall have |
| sport; I will show you a monster. Master doctor, |
| you shall go; so shall you, Master Page; and you, Sir Hugh. |
SHALLOW | Well, fare you well: we shall have the freer wooing | 75 |
| at Master Page's. |
[Exeunt SHALLOW, and SLENDER] |
DOCTOR CAIUS | Go home, John Rugby; I come anon. |
[Exit RUGBY] |
Host | Farewell, my hearts: I will to my honest knight |
| Falstaff, and drink canary with him. |
[Exit] |
FORD | [Aside] I think I shall drink in pipe wine first
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| with him; I'll make him dance. Will you go, gentles? |
All | Have with you to see this monster. |
[Exeunt] |