The Merry Wives of Windsor. William Shakespeare

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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 compremises between you.

       SHALLOW

       The Council shall hear it; it is a riot.

       EVANS

       It is not meet the Council hear 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 that.

       SHALLOW

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

       EVANS

       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, which is daughter to Master George Page, which is pretty virginity.

       SLENDER

       Mistress Anne Page? She has brown hair, and speaks small like a woman.

       EVANS

       It is that fery person for all the orld, as just as you will desire; and seven hundred pounds of moneys, 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.

       SHALLOW

       Did her grandsire leave her seven hundred pound?

       EVANS

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

       SHALLOW

       I know the young gentlewoman; she has good gifts.

       EVANS

       Seven hundred pounds, and possibilities, is goot gifts.

       SHALLOW

       Well, let us see honest Master Page. Is Falstaff there?

       EVANS

       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 for Master Page.

      [Knocks.]

      What, hoa! Got pless your house here!

       PAGE

       [Within] Who's there? EVANS Here is Got's plessing, and your friend, and Justice Shallow; and here young Master Slender, that peradventures shall tell you another tale, if matters grow to your likings.

      [Enter PAGE.]

      PAGE

       I am glad to see your worships well. I thank you for my venison, Master Shallow.

       SHALLOW

       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 doth good Mistress Page?—and I thank you always with my heart, la! with my heart.

       PAGE

       Sir, I thank you.

       SHALLOW

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

       PAGE

       I am glad to see you, good Master Slender.

       SLENDER

       How does your fallow greyhound, sir? I heard say he was outrun on Cotsall.

       PAGE

       It could not be judged, sir.

       SLENDER

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

       SHALLOW

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

       PAGE

       A cur, sir.

       SHALLOW

       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.

       EVANS

       It is spoke as a Christians ought to speak.

       SHALLOW

       He hath wronged me, Master Page.

       PAGE

       Sir, he doth in some sort confess it.

       SHALLOW

       If it be confessed, it is not redressed: is not that so, Master Page? He hath wronged me; indeed he hath;—at a word, he hath—believe me; Robert Shallow, esquire, saith he is wronged.

       PAGE

       Here comes Sir John.

      [Enter SIR JOHN FALSTAFF, BARDOLPH, NYM, and PISTOL.]

      FALSTAFF

       Now, Master Shallow, you'll complain of me to the King?

       SHALLOW

       Knight, you have beaten my men, killed my deer, and broke open my lodge.

       FALSTAFF

       But not kiss'd your keeper's daughter?

       SHALLOW

       Tut, a pin! this shall be answered.

       FALSTAFF

       I will answer it straight: I have done all this. That is now answered.

       SHALLOW

       The Council shall know this.

       FALSTAFF

       'Twere better for you if it were known in counsel: you'll be laughed at.

       EVANS

       Pauca verba, Sir John; goot worts.

       FALSTAFF

       Good worts! good cabbage! Slender, I broke your head; what matter have you against me?

      

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