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- $Unique_ID{SSP02867}
- $Title{The Merry Wives of Windsor: Act IV, Scene V}
- $Author{Shakespeare, William}
- $Subject{}
- $Log{Dramatis Personae*02850.txt}
-
- Portions copyright (c) CMC ReSearch, Inc., 1989
-
- The Complete Works of William Shakespeare
-
- THE MERRY WIVES OF WINDSOR
-
-
- ACT IV
- ................................................................................
-
-
- SCENE V: A room in the Garter Inn.
- . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
-
- {Enter Host and SIMPLE.}
-
- Host: What wouldst thou have, boor? what: thick-skin?
- speak, breathe, discuss; brief, short, quick, snap.
-
- SIMPLE: Marry, sir, I come to speak with Sir John Falstaff
- from Master Slender.
-
- Host: There's his chamber, his house, his castle, his
- standing-bed and truckle-bed; 'tis painted about
- with the story of the Prodigal, fresh and new. Go
- knock and call; hell speak like an Anthropophaginian
- unto thee: knock, I say.
-
- SIMPLE: There's an old woman, a fat woman, gone up into his 10
- chamber: I'll be so bold as stay, sir, till she come
- down; I come to speak with her, indeed.
-
- Host: Ha! a fat woman! the knight may be robbed: I'll
- call. Bully knight! bully Sir John! speak from
- thy lungs military: art thou there? it is thine
- host, thine Ephesian, calls.
-
- FALSTAFF: [Above] How now, mine host!
-
- Host: Here's a Bohemian-Tartar tarries the coming down of
- thy fat woman. Let her descend, bully, let her
- descend; my chambers are honourable: fie! privacy? 20
- fie!
-
- {Enter FALSTAFF.}
-
- FALSTAFF: There was, mine host, an old fat woman even now with
- me; but she's gone.
-
- SIMPLE: Pray you, sir, was't not the wise woman of
- Brentford?
-
- FALSTAFF: Ay, marry, was it, mussel-shell: what would you
- with her?
-
- SIMPLE: My master, sir, Master Slender, sent to her, seeing
- her go through the streets, to know, sir, whether
- one Nym, sir, that beguiled him of a chain, had the 30
- chain or no.
-
- FALSTAFF: I spake with the old woman about it.
-
- SIMPLE: And what says she, I pray, sir?
-
- FALSTAFF: Marry, she says that the very same man that
- beguiled Master Slender of his chain cozened him of
- it.
-
- SIMPLE: I would I could have spoken with the woman herself;
- I had other things to have spoken with her too from
- him.
-
- FALSTAFF: What are they? let us know. 40
-
- Host: Ay, come; quick.
-
- SIMPLE: I may not conceal them, sir.
-
- Host: Conceal them, or thou diest.
-
- SIMPLE: Why, sir, they were nothing but about Mistress Anne
- Page; to know if it were my master's fortune to
- have her or no.
-
- FALSTAFF: 'Tis, 'tis his fortune.
-
- SIMPLE: What, sir?
-
- FALSTAFF: To have her, or no. Go; say the woman told me so.
-
- SIMPLE: May I be bold to say so, sir? 50
-
- FALSTAFF: Ay, sir; like who more bold.
-
- SIMPLE: I thank your worship: I shall make my master glad
- with these tidings.
-
- [Exit.]
-
- Host: Thou art clerkly, thou art clerkly, Sir John. Was
- there a wise woman with thee?
-
- FALSTAFF: Ay, that there was, mine host; one that hath taught
- me more wit than ever I learned before in my life;
- and I paid nothing for it neither, but was paid for
- my learning.
-
- {Enter BARDOLPH.}
-
- BARDOLPH: Out, alas, sir! cozenage, mere cozenage! 60
-
- Host: Where be my horses? speak well of them, varletto.
-
- BARDOLPH: Run away with the cozeners; for so soon as I came
- beyond Eton, they threw me off from behind one of
- them, in a slough of mire; and set spurs and away,
- like three German devils, three Doctor Faustuses.
-
- Host: They are gone but to meet the duke, villain: do not
- say they be fled; Germans are honest men.
-
- {Enter SIR HUGH EVANS.}
-
- SIR HUGH EVANS: Where is mine host?
-
- Host: What is the matter, sir?
-
- SIR HUGH EVANS: Have a care of your entertainments: there is a 70
- friend of mine come to town tells me there is three
- cozen-germans that has cozened all the hosts of
- Readins, of Maidenhead, of Colebrook, of horses and
- money. I tell you for good will, look you: you
- are wise and full of gibes and vlouting-stocks, and
- 'tis not convenient you should be cozened. Fare you
- well.
-
- [Exit.]
-
- {Enter DOCTOR CAIUS.}
-
- DOCTOR CAIUS: Vere is mine host de Jarteer?
-
- Host: Here, master doctor, in perplexity and doubtful
- dilemma. 80
-
- DOCTOR CAIUS: I cannot tell vat is dat: but it is tell-a me dat
- you make grand preparation for a duke de Jamany: by
- my trot, dere is no duke dat the court is know to
- come. I tell you for good vill: adieu.
-
- [Exit.]
-
- Host: Hue and cry, villain, go! Assist me, knight. I am
- undone! Fly, run, hue and cry, villain! I am
- undone!
-
- [Exeunt Host and BARDOLPH.]
-
- FALSTAFF: I would all the world might be cozened; for I have
- been cozened and beaten too. If it should come to
- the ear of the court, how I have been transformed 90
- and how my transformation hath been washed and
- cudgelled, they would melt me out of my fat drop by
- drop and liquor fishermen's boots with me; I warrant
- they would whip me with their fine wits till I were
- as crest-fallen as a dried pear. I never prospered
- since I forswore myself at primero. Well, if my
- wind were but long enough to say my prayers, I would
- repent.
-
- {Enter MISTRESS QUICKLY.}
-
- Now, whence come you?
-
- MISTRESS QUICKLY: From the two parties, forsooth. 100
-
- FALSTAFF: The devil take one party and his dam the other! and
- so they shall be both bestowed. I have suffered more
- for their sakes, more than the villanous inconstancy
- of man's disposition is able to bear.
-
- MISTRESS QUICKLY: And have not they suffered? Yes, I warrant;
- speciously one of them; Mistress Ford, good heart,
- is beaten black and blue, that you cannot see a
- white spot about her.
-
- FALSTAFF: What tellest thou me of black and blue? I was
- beaten myself into all the colours of the rainbow; 110
- and I was like to be apprehended for the witch of
- Brentford: but that my admirable dexterity of wit,
- my counterfeiting the action of an old woman,
- delivered me, the knave constable had set me i' the
- stocks, i' the common stocks, for a witch.
-
- MISTRESS QUICKLY: Sir, let me speak with you in your chamber: you
- shall hear how things go; and, I warrant, to your
- content. Here is a letter will say somewhat. Good
- hearts, what ado here is to bring you together!
- Sure, one of you does not serve heaven well, that 120
- you are so crossed.
-
- FALSTAFF: Come up into my chamber.
-
- [Exeunt.]
-