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Edward Capell [1767], Mr William Shakespeare his comedies, histories, and tragedies, set out by himself in quarto, or by the Players his Fellows in folio, and now faithfully republish'd from those Editions in ten Volumes octavo; with an introduction: Whereunto will be added, in some other Volumes, notes, critical and explanatory, and a Body of Various Readings entire (Printed by Dryden Leach, for J. and R. Tonson [etc.], London) [word count] [S10601].
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SCENE I. A Room in the garter Inn. Enter Falstaff, and Quickly.

Fals.

Pr'ythee, no more pratling; go, I'll hold: This is the third time; I hope, good luck lyes in odd numbers: Away, go; they say, there is divinity in odd numbers, either in nativity, chance, or death: away.

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Quic.

I'll provide you a chain; and I'll do what I can to get you a pair of horns.

Fals.

Away, I say; time wears: hold up your head, and mince.

[Exit Quickly. Enter Ford.

How now, master Brook? Master Brook, the matter will be known to-night, or never: Be you in the park, about midnight, at Herne's oak, and you shall see wonders.

Ford.

Went you not to her yesterday, sir, as you told me you had appointed?

Fals.

I went to her, master Brook, as you see, like a poor old man; but I came from her, master Brook, like a poor old woman. That same knave Ford, her husband, hath the finest mad devil of jealousy in him, master Brook, that ever govern'd frenzy: I will tell you,— He beat me grievously, in the shape of a woman: for, in the shape of man, master Brook, I fear not Goliah with a weaver's beam; because I know also, life is a shuttle. I am in haste; go along with me; I'll tell you all, master Brook: Since I pluck'd geese, play'd truant, and whip'd top, I knew not what 'twas to be beaten, 'till lately. Follow me: I'll tell you strange things of this knave Ford; on whom to-night I will be revenged, and I will deliver his wife into your hand. Follow: Strange things in hand, master Brook! follow.

[Exeunt.

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Edward Capell [1767], Mr William Shakespeare his comedies, histories, and tragedies, set out by himself in quarto, or by the Players his Fellows in folio, and now faithfully republish'd from those Editions in ten Volumes octavo; with an introduction: Whereunto will be added, in some other Volumes, notes, critical and explanatory, and a Body of Various Readings entire (Printed by Dryden Leach, for J. and R. Tonson [etc.], London) [word count] [S10601].
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