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Samuel Johnson [1778], The plays of William Shakspeare. In ten volumes. With the corrections and illustrations of various commentators; to which are added notes by Samuel Johnson and George Steevens. The second edition, Revised and Augmented (Printed for C. Bathurst [and] W. Strahan [etc.], London) [word count] [S10901].
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SCENE I. Before Page's house in Windsor. Enter Justice Shallow, Slender, and Sir Hugh Evans.

Shal.

Sir Hugh3 note, persuade me not: I will make4 note

a Star-chamber matter of it: if he were twenty sir

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John Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow2 esquire.

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Slen.

In the county of Gloster, justice of peace, and coram.

Shal.

Ay, cousin Slender, and 5 note



custalorum.

Slen.

Ay, and ratalorum too; and a gentleman born, master parson; who writes himself armigero; in any bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, armigero.

Shal.

Ay, that I do; and have done any time these three hundred years.

Slen.

All his successors, gone before him, have don't; and all his ancestors, that come after him, may: they may give the dozen white luces in their coat.

Shal.

It is an old coat.

Eva.

The dozen white louses do become an old coat well; it agrees well, passant: it is a familiar beast to man, and signifies—love.

Shal.

6 note













The luce is the fresh fish; the salt fish is an old coat.

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Slen.

I may quarter, coz.

Shal.

You may, by marrying.

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Eva.

It is marring, indeed, if he quarter it.

Shal.

Not a whit.

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Eva.

Yes, py'r-lady; if he has a quarter of your coat, there is but three skirts for yourself, in my 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 compromises between you.

Shal.

7 noteThe council shall hear it; it is a riot.

Eva.

It is not meet the council hear of 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 that8 note





.

Shal.

Ha! o' my life, if I were young again, the sword should end it.

Eva.

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 is Anne Page, 9 notewhich is daughter to master George Page, which is pretty virginity.

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Slen.

Mistress Anne Page? she has brown hair, and 1 note



speaks small like a woman.

Eva.

It is that very person for all the 'orld, as just as you will desire; and seven hundred pounds of monies, 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 and prabbles, and desire a marriage between master Abraham, and mistress Anne Page.

Slen.

Did her grandsire leave her seven hundred pounds?

Eva.

Ay, and her father is make her a petter penny.

Slen.

I know the young gentlewoman; she has good gifts.

Eva.

Seven hundred pounds, and possibilities, is good gifts.

Shal.

Well, let us see honest master Page: Is Falstaff there?

Eva.

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 beseech you, be ruled by your well-willers. I will peat the door [Knocks] for master Page. What, hoa! Got pless your house here!

Enter Page.

Page.

Who's there?

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Eva.

Here is Got's plessing, and your friend, and justice Shallow: and here is 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.

Shal.

Master Page, I am glad to see you; Much good do it your good heart! I wish'd your venison better; it was ill kill'd:—How doth good mistress Page?—and I thank you always with my heart, la; with my heart.

Page.

Sir, I thank you.

Shal.

Sir, I thank you; by yea and no, I do.

Page.

I am glad to see you, good master Slender.

Slen.

2 noteHow does your fallow greyhound, sir? I heard say, he was out-run on Cotsale.

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Page.

It could not be judg'd, sir.

Slen.

You'll not confess, you'll not confess.

Shal.

That he will not;—'tis your fault, 'tis your fault:—'Tis a good dog.

Page.

A cur, sir.

Shal.

Sir, he's a good dog, and a fair dog; Can there be 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.

Eva.

It is spoke as a christians ought to speak.

Shal.

He hath wrong'd me, master Page.

Page.

Sir, he doth in some sort confess it.

Shal.

If it be confess'd, it is not redress'd; is not that so, master Page? He hath wrong'd me;—indeed, he hath;—at a word, he hath;—believe me; —Robert Shallow, Esquire, saith, he is wrong'd.

Page.

Here comes sir John.

Enter Sir John Falstaff, Bardolph, Nym, and Pistol.

Fal.

Now, master Shallow; you'll complain of me to the king?

Shal.

Knight, you have beaten my men, kill'd my deer, 3 noteand broke open my lodge.

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Fal.

But not kiss'd your keeper's daughter?

Shal.

Tut, a pin! this shall be answer'd.

Fal.

I will answer it strait;—I have done all this:— That is now answer'd.

Shal.

The council shall know this.

Fal.

4 note




'Twere better for you, if 'twere known in council; you'll be laugh'd at.

Eva.

Pauca verba, sir John; good worts.

Fal.

Good worts! 5 note
good cabbage:—Slender, I
broke your head; What matter have you against me?

Slen.

Marry, sir, I have matter in my head against you; and against your 6 note


coney-catching rascals, Bardolph, Nym, and Pistol.

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Bar.

7 note

You Banbury cheese!

Slen.

Ay, it is no matter.

Pist.

8 note


How now, Mephostophilus?

Slen.

Ay, it is no matter.

Nym.

Slice, I say! pauca, pauca; slice! that's my humour.

Slen.

Where's Simple, my man?—can you tell, cousin?

Evan.

Peace: I pray you! Now let us understand: There is 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.

Eva.

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.

Fal.

Pistol,—

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Pist.

He hears with ears.

Eva.

The tevil and his tam! what phrase is this, He hears with ear? Why, it is affectations.

Fal.

Pistol, did you pick master Slender's purse?

Slen.

Ay, by these gloves, did he, (or I would I might never come in mine own great chamber again else) of seven groats in mill-sixpences9 note

, and two
1 note





Edward shovel-boards, that cost me two shilling and two pence a-piece of Yead Miller, by these gloves.

Fal.

Is this true, Pistol?

Eva.
No; it is false, if it is a pick-purse.

Pist.
Ha, thou mountain-foreigner!—Sir John, and master mine,
2 note



I combat challenge of this latten bilboe:

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3 note


Word of denial in thy labra's here;
Word of denial: froth and scum, thou ly'st.

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Slen.

By these gloves, then 'twas he.

Nym.

Be avis'd, Sir, and pass good humours: I will say, 4 notemarry trap, with you, if you run the 5 note

nuthook's humour on me; that is the very note of it.

Slen.

By this hat, then he in the red face had it: for though I cannot remember what I did when you made me drunk, yet I am not altogether an ass.

Fal.

What say you, 6 noteScarlet and John?

Bard.

Why, sir, for my part, I say, the gentleman had drunk himself out of his five sentences.

Eva.

It is his five senses: fie, what the ignorance is!

Bard.

And being fap7 note, sir, was, as they say, cashier'd; and so conclusions pass'd the 8 note


careires.

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Slen.

Ay, you spake in Latin then too; but 'tis no matter: I'll never be drunk whilst I live again, but in honest, civil, godly company, for this trick: if I be drunk, I'll be drunk with those that have the fear of God, and not with drunken knaves.

Eva.

So Got 'udge me, that is a virtuous mind.

Fal.

You hear all these matters deny'd, gentlemen; you hear it.

Enter mistress Anne Page with wine; mistress Ford and mistress Page following.

Page.

Nay, daughter, carry the wine in; we'll drink within.

[Exit Anne Page.

Slen.

O heaven! this is mistress Anne Page.

Page.

How now, mistress Ford?

Fal.

Mistress Ford, by my troth, you are very well met: by your leave, good mistress.

[Kissing her.

Page.

Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome:— Come, we have a hot venison pasty to dinner; come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down all unkindness.

[Exe. all but Shal. Slend. and Evans.

Slen.

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 on myself, must I? You have not the book of riddles about you, have you?

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Sim.

Book of riddles! why, did you not lend it to Alice Shortcake 9 note

upon Allhallowmas last, a fortnight afore Michaelmas?

Shal.

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?

Slen.

Ay, sir, you shall find me reasonable; if it be so, I shall do that that is reason.

Shal.

Nay, but understand me.

Slen.

So I do, sir.

Eva.

Give ear to his motions, master Slender: I will description the matter to you, if you be capacity of it.

Slen.

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.

Eva.

But that is not the question; the question is concerning your marriage.

Shal.

Ay, there's the point, sir.

Eva.

Marry, is it; the very point of it; to mistress Anne Page.

Slen.

Why, if it be so, I will marry her, upon any reasonable demands.

Eva.

But can you affection the 'oman? let us command to know that of your mouth, or of your lips; for divers philosophers hold, that 1 note




the lips is parcel

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of the mouth;—Therefore, precisely, can you carry your good-will to the maid?

Shal.

Cousin Abraham Slender, can you love her?

Slen.

I hope, sir,—I will do, as it shall become one that would do reason.

Eva.

Nay, Got's lords and his ladies, you must speak possitable, if you can carry her your desires towards her.

Shal.

That you must: Will you, upon good dowry, marry her?

Slen.

I will do a greater thing than that, upon your request, cousin, in any reason.

Shal.

Nay, conceive me, conceive me, sweet coz; what I do, is to pleasure you, coz: Can you love the maid?

Slen.

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 marry'd, and have more occasion to know one another: 2 note


I hope, upon familiarity will grow more

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contempt: but if you say, marry her, I will marry her, that I am freely dissolved, and dissolutely.

Eva.

It is a fery discretion answer; save, the faul' is in the 'ort dissolutely: the 'ort is, according to our meaning, resolutely;—his meaning is good.

Shal.

Ay, I think my cousin meant well.

Slen.

Ay, or else I would I might be hang'd, la.

Re-enter Anne Page.

Shal.

Here comes fair mistress Anne:—Would I were young, for your sake, mistress Anne!

Anne.

The dinner is on the table; my father desires your worship's company.

Shal.

I will wait on him, fair mistress Anne.

Eva.

Od's plessed will! I will not be absence at the grace.

[Ex. Shal. and Evans.

Anne.

Will't please your worship to come in, sir?

Slen.

No, I thank you, forsooth, heartily; I am very well.

Anne.

The dinner attends you, sir.

Slen.

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 sometime may be beholden to his 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.

I may not go in without your worship: they will not sit, till you come.

Slen.

I'faith, I'll eat nothing: I thank you as much as though I did.

Anne.

I pray you, sir, walk in.

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Slen.

I had rather walk here, I thank you: I bruis'd my shin the other day with playing at sword and dagger with a master of fence, 3 note
three veneys
for a dish of stew'd 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.

I think, there are, sir; I heard them talk'd of.

Slen.

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.

Ay, indeed, sir.

Slen.

That's meat and drink to me now: I have seen 4 noteSackerson loose,9Q0115 twenty times; and have taken him by the chain: but, I warrant you, the women have so cry'd and shriek'd at it, 5 notethat it pass'd:—but women, indeed, cannot abide 'em; they are very ill-favour'd rough things.

Re-enter Page.

Page.

Come, gentle master Slender, come; we stay for you.

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Slen.

I'll eat nothing, I thank you, sir.

Page.

6 noteBy cock and pye, you shall not choose, sir: come, come.

Slen.

Nay, pray you, lead the way.

Page.

Come on, sir.

Slen.

Mistress Anne, yourself shall go first.

Anne.

Not I, sir; pray you, keep on.

Slen.

Truly, I will not go first; truly-la: I will not do you that wrong.

Anne.

I pray you, sir.

Slen.

I'll rather be unmannerly, than troublesome: you do yourself wrong, indeed-la.

[Exeunt.

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Samuel Johnson [1778], The plays of William Shakspeare. In ten volumes. With the corrections and illustrations of various commentators; to which are added notes by Samuel Johnson and George Steevens. The second edition, Revised and Augmented (Printed for C. Bathurst [and] W. Strahan [etc.], London) [word count] [S10901].
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