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S Ir Hugh, persuade me not: I will make a Starchamber matter of it, if he were twenty Sir John Falstoffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow Esquire. I (Cousin Slender ) and Cust-alorum. I that I do, and have done any time these three hundred years. It is and old Coat. The Luse is the fresh-fish, the saltfish, is and old Coat. You may, by marrying. Not a whit. The Council shall hear it, it is a Riot. Would; of my life, if I were young again, the sword should end it. Well, let us see honest M r Page : is Falstaff there? Master Page, I am glad to see you: much good do it your good heart: I wished your Venison better, it was ill killed: how does good Mistress Page? and I thank you always with my heart, la: with my heart. Sir, I thank you: by yea, and no I do. That he will not, it's your fault, it's your fault: it's a good dog. 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? He hath wronged me (Master Page. ) If it be confessed, it is not redressed; is not that so (M. Page ?) he hath wronged me, indeed he hath, at a word he hath: believe me, Robert Shallow Esquire, says he is wronged. Knight, you have beaten my men, killed my deer, and broke open my Lodge. Tut, a pin: this shall be answered. The Council shall know this. Come Coz, come Coz, we stay for you: a word with you Coz: marry this, Coz: there is as 'twere a ten der, a kind of tender, made a far-off by Sir Hugh here: do you understand me? Nay, but understand me. I, there's the point Sir. That you must: Will you, (upon good dowry) marry her? Nay conceive me, conceive me, (sweet Coz): what I do is to pleasure you (Coz:) can you love the maid? I follow, (mine Host) I follow: Good-even, and twe ty (good Master Page. ) Master Page, will you go with us? we have sport in hand. Will you go with us to behold it? My merry Host hath had the measuring of their weapons; and (I think) hath appointed them contrary places: for (be leave me) I hear the Parson is no Jester: hark, I will tell you what our sport shall be. None, I protest: but I'll give you a pottle of burned sack, to give me recourse to him, and tell him my name is Broom : only for a est. Have with you mine Host. Tut sir: I could have told you more: In these times you stand on distance: your Passes, Stoccado's, and I know not what: it's the heart (Master Page ) it's here, it's here: I have seen the time, with my longsword, I would have made you four tall fellows skip Like Rats. Save you M r . Doctor Caius. He is the wiser man (M. Docto) rhe is a curer of souls, and you a curer of bodies: if you should fight, you go against the hair of your professions: is it not true, Master Page ? Body-kins M. Page, though I now be old, and of the peace; if I see a sword out, my finger itches to make one: though we are Justices, and Doctors, and Churchmen (M. Page ) we have some salt of our youth in us, we are the sons of women (M. Page. ) It will be found so, (M. Page :) M. Doctor Caius, I am come to fetch you home: I am sworn of the peace: you have showed your self a wise Physician, and Sir Hugh hath shown himself a wise and patient Church man: you must go with me, M. Doctor. We will do it. How now Master Parson? good morrow good Sir Hugh : keep a Gamester from the dice, and a good Student from his book, and it is wonderful. What? the Sword, and the Word? Do you study them both, M r . Parson? I have lived fourscore years, and upward: I never herd a man of his place, gravity, and learning, so wide of his own respect. It appears so by his weapons: keep them a sunder: here comes Doctor Caius. So do you, good M r . Doctor. Trust me, a mad Host: follow Gentlemen, fol low. Page, &c. Well met M r Ford. I must excuse my self M r Ford. We have lingered about a match between And Page, and my cozen Slender, and this day we shall have our answer. Well, fare you well: We shall have the freer wooing at M r . Pages. Break their talk Mistress Quickly, My Kinsman shall speak for himself. Be not dismayed. She's coming; to her Coz: Oh boy, thou hadst a father. Mistress Anne, my Cozen loves you. He will maintain you Like a Gentlewoman. He will make you a hundred and fifty pounds jointure. Marry I thank you for it: I thank you for that good comfort: she calls you (Coz) I'll leave you. By my fidelity this is not well M r . Ford : This wrongs you. That's good too: But what needs either your Mum, or her Budget? The white will decipher her well enough. It hath struck ten a'clocke. Cousin Abraham Slender, can you love her? I: I think my Cousin meant well. Here comes fair Mistress Anne ; would I were young for your sake, Mistress Anne. I will wait on him, (fair Mistress Anne. ) Sir, there is a fray to be fought, between Sir Hugh the Welch Priest, and Caius the French Doctor. Indeed M. Ford, Thy is not well indeed.