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F E NTON, a young Gentleman of small Fortune, in love with

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. PAGE, Wife to Mr. PAGE.
. FoRD, Wife to Mr. FORD.

z two Gentlemen, dwelling at Windsor.

Z Sharþers attending on FALsTAFF.

. ANNE PAGE, Daughter to Mr. PAGE, in love with FENToN.

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Before Page's hote/'e in Windsor. Enter Justice Shallow, Slender, and Sir Hugh Evans.

SHALLow.

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hundred years. Slen. All his succeffors, 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.

' This play was written in the author's best and ripe/t years, afier Henry the sourth, hy the command a" queen Elizabeth. There is a tradition that it was compos'd at a fortnight's warning. But that nue/I he meant only os the im "fect shetch of this romedy, which is yet extant in an old quarto edition, "lated in 1619. This whie we here have, was alter'd and impro'o'd hy the author almg/i in every/perch,

Eva.

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Slen. I may quarter, coz.

Slval. You may, by marrying. _ A

Eva. It is marring, indeed, if he quarter it.

Slaal. Not a whit. ,

Eva. Yes, per-lady; if he has a 'quarter of your coat, there is but three skirts for yourself, in my simple conjectures; but that

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upon you, I am o the church, and will be glad to do my benevolence, to make atonements and compromises between you. S/Jal. The 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 you vizaments in that.

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Eva. It is petter that friends Lis- the sword 'that end it; and there is also another device in; imy prain, which, peradventure, prings good discretions with it: there ctdvzne Page, which is daughter to master George Page, which is pretty virginity.

Slen. Mistress Anne Page? she has brown hair, and speaks

like a woman.

Eva. iIt is that ferry erson for all the orld, as just as you will

'desire ; and seven hun red pounds of monies, and gold, and

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SCENE II.

Enter master Page.

Page. Who's there?

Eva. Here is got's plesling, and your friend, and justice Shallow; and here's 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. How does your fallow greyhound, sir? I heard say, he was out-run on Cat/ale.

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

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Fal. Now, master She/low, you'll complain of me to the king?

Sbal. Knight, you have beaten my men, kill'd my deer, and broke open my lodge.

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Fal. I will answer it straight: I have done all this. That is'

now answer'd. . Sbal. The council shall know this. ss Fal. 'Twere better for you if 'twere not known in council ;.

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ss Eva. Pauca verbal, fir John, good worts.

Fal. Good worts? good Cabbage. Slander, I broke your head: what matter have you against me? _ _

Slen. Marry, fir, I have matter in my head against you, and against your cony-catching rascals, Bara'olpb, Nym, and Pzstal.

Bar. You Banbmzy cheese I

Slen. Ay, it is no matter.

Pzst. How now, Mepbostopbilus ?

S/en. Ay, it is no matter.

Mm. Slice, Isay! pauca, pauca: fiice] that's my humour.

S/en. Where's Simple my man? Can you tell, cousm?

Eva. Peace, I pray you! now let us understand; there is three umpires in this matter, as I understand; that is, masterPage, sidelicet, master Page; and there is myself, sidelicet, myself; and the third party is, 'lastly and finally, mine host of the garter.

Page. We three to hear it, and end it between them.

Eva. Ferry goot; I will make a prief of it in my note-book, and we will afterwards ork upon the cause with as great discretions as we can. Fal.

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