The Merry Wives of Windsor: E-World Library

Library: Printable Page

This page printed from http://library.educationworld.net.

The Merry Wives of Windsor: Act 1 Scene 1

Scene: Windsor, and the neighbourhood.

Scene I Windsor. Before PAGE's house.

[Enter SHALLOW, SLENDER, and SIR HUGH EVANS]
SHALLOW: Sir Hugh, persuade me not; I will make a Star-; chamber matter of it: if he were twenty Sir John; Falstaffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow, esquire.
SLENDER: In the county of Gloucester, justice of peace and; 'Coram.'
SHALLOW: Ay, cousin Slender, and 'Custalourum.
SLENDER: Ay, and 'Rato-lorum' too; and a gentleman born,; master parson; who writes himself 'Armigero,' in any; bill, warrant, quittance, or obligation, 'Armigero.'
SHALLOW: Ay, that I do; and have done any time these three; hundred years.
SLENDER: All his successors gone before him hath done't; and; all his ancestors that come after him may: they may; give the dozen white luces in their coat.
SHALLOW: It is an old coat.
SIR HUGH EVANS: The dozen white louses do become an old coat well;; it agrees well, passant; it is a familiar beast to; man, and signifies love.
SHALLOW: The luce is the fresh fish; the salt fish is an old coat.
SLENDER: I may quarter, coz.
SHALLOW: You may, by marrying.
SIR HUGH EVANS: It is marring indeed, if he quarter it.
SHALLOW: Not a whit.
SIR HUGH EVANS: Yes, py'r lady; if he has a quarter of your coat,; there is but three skirts for yourself, 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 bear it; it is a riot.
SIR HUGH 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.
SIR HUGH 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 Thomas; Page, which is pretty virginity.
SLENDER: Mistress Anne Page? She has brown hair, and speaks; small like a woman.
SIR HUGH 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.
SLENDER: Did her grandsire leave her seven hundred pound?
SIR HUGH EVANS: Ay, and her father is make her a petter penny.
SLENDER: I know the young gentlewoman; she has good gifts.
SIR HUGH EVANS: Seven hundred pounds and possibilities is goot gifts.
SHALLOW: Well, let us see honest Master Page. Is Falstaff there?
SIR HUGH 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?; [Enter PAGE]
SIR HUGH 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.
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.
SIR HUGH 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 redress'd: 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 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 kissed 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.
SIR HUGH EVANS: Pauca verba, Sir John; goot worts.
FALSTAFF: Good worts! good cabbage. Slender, I broke your; head: what matter have you against me?
SLENDER: Marry, sir, I have matter in my head against you;; and against your cony-catching rascals, Bardolph,; Nym, and Pistol.
BARDOLPH: You Banbury cheese!
SLENDER: Ay, it is no matter.
PISTOL: How now, Mephostophilus!
SLENDER: Ay, it is no matter.
NYM: Slice, I say! pauca, pauca: slice! that's my humour.
SLENDER: Where's Simple, my man? Can you tell, cousin?
SIR HUGH EVANS: Peace, I pray you. Now let us understand. There is; three umpires in this matter, as I understand; that; is, Master Page, fidelicet Master Page; and there is; myself, fidelicet myself; and the three party is,; lastly and finally, mine host of the Garter.
PAGE: We three, to hear it and end it between them.
SIR HUGH EVANS: Fery goot: I will make a prief of it in my note-; book; and we will afterwards ork upon the cause with; as great discreetly as we can.
FALSTAFF: Pistol!
PISTOL: He hears with ears.
SIR HUGH EVANS: The tevil and his tam! what phrase is this, 'He; hears with ear'? why, it is affectations.
FALSTAFF: Pistol, did you pick Master Slender's purse?
SLENDER: Ay, by these gloves, did he, or I would I might; never come in mine own great chamber again else, of; seven groats in mill-sixpences, and two Edward; shovel-boards, that cost me two shilling and two; pence apiece of Yead Miller, by these gloves.
FALSTAFF: Is this true, Pistol?
SIR HUGH EVANS: No; it is false, if it is a pick-purse.
PISTOL: Ha, thou mountain-foreigner! Sir John and Master mine,; I combat challenge of this latten bilbo.; Word of denial in thy labras here!; Word of denial: froth and scum, thou liest!
SLENDER: By these gloves, then, 'twas he.
NYM: Be avised, sir, and pass good humours: I will say; 'marry trap' with you, if you run the nuthook's; humour on me; that is the very note of it.
SLENDER: By this hat, then, he in the red face had it; for; though I cannot remember what I did when you made me; drunk, yet I am not altogether an ass.
FALSTAFF: What say you, Scarlet and John?
BARDOLPH: Why, sir, for my part I say the gentleman had drunk; himself out of his five sentences.
SIR HUGH EVANS: It is his five senses: fie, what the ignorance is!
BARDOLPH: And being fap, sir, was, as they say, cashiered; and; so conclusions passed the careires.
SLENDER: Ay, you spake in Latin then too; but 'tis no; matter: I'll ne'er be drunk whilst I live again,; but in honest, civil, godly company, for this trick:; if I be drunk, I'll be drunk with those that have; the fear of God, and not with drunken knaves.
SIR HUGH EVANS: So Got udge me, that is a virtuous mind.
FALSTAFF: You hear all these matters denied, gentlemen; you hear it.; [Enter ANNE PAGE, with wine; MISTRESS FORD; and MISTRESS PAGE, following]
PAGE: Nay, daughter, carry the wine in; we'll drink within.; [Exit ANNE PAGE]
SLENDER: O heaven! this is Mistress Anne Page.
PAGE: How now, Mistress Ford!
FALSTAFF: Mistress Ford, by my troth, you are very well met:; by your leave, good mistress.; [Kisses her]
PAGE: Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome. Come, we have a; hot venison pasty to dinner: come, gentlemen, I hope; we shall drink down all unkindness.; [Exeunt all except SHALLOW, SLENDER, and SIR HUGH EVANS]
SLENDER: I had rather than forty shillings I had my Book of; Songs and Sonnets here.; [Enter SIMPLE]; How now, Simple! where have you been? I must wait; on myself, must I? You have not the Book of Riddles; about you, have you?
SIMPLE: Book of Riddles! why, did you not lend it to Alice; Shortcake upon All-hallowmas last, a fortnight; afore Michaelmas?
SHALLOW: Come, coz; come, coz; we stay for you. A word with; you, coz; marry, this, coz: there is, as 'twere, a; tender, a kind of tender, made afar off by Sir Hugh; here. Do you understand me?
SLENDER: Ay, sir, you shall find me reasonable; if it be so,; I shall do that that is reason.
SHALLOW: Nay, but understand me.
SLENDER: So I do, sir.
SIR HUGH EVANS: Give ear to his motions, Master Slender: I will; description the matter to you, if you be capacity of it.
SLENDER: Nay, I will do as my cousin Shallow says: I pray; you, pardon me; he's a justice of peace in his; country, simple though I stand here.
SIR HUGH EVANS: But that is not the question: the question is; concerning your marriage.
SHALLOW: Ay, there's the point, sir.
SIR HUGH EVANS: Marry, is it; the very point of it; to Mistress Anne Page.
SLENDER: Why, if it be so, I will marry her upon any; reasonable demands.
SIR HUGH EVANS: But can you affection the 'oman? Let us command to; know that of your mouth or of your lips; for divers; philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the; mouth. Therefore, precisely, can you carry your; good will to the maid?
SHALLOW: Cousin Abraham Slender, can you love her?
SLENDER: I hope, sir, I will do as it shall become one that; would do reason.
SIR HUGH EVANS: Nay, Got's lords and his ladies! you must speak; possitable, if you can carry her your desires; towards her.
SHALLOW: That you must. Will you, upon good dowry, marry her?
SLENDER: I will do a greater thing than that, upon your; request, cousin, in any reason.
SHALLOW: Nay, conceive me, conceive me, sweet coz: what I do; is to pleasure you, coz. Can you love the maid?
SLENDER: I will marry her, sir, at your request: but if there; be no great love in the beginning, yet heaven may; decrease it upon better acquaintance, when we are; married and have more occasion to know one another;; I hope, upon familiarity will grow more contempt:; but if you say, 'Marry her,' I will marry her; that; I am freely dissolved, and dissolutely.
SIR HUGH EVANS: It is a fery discretion answer; save the fall is in; the ort 'dissolutely:' the ort is, according to our; meaning, 'resolutely:' his meaning is good.
SHALLOW: Ay, I think my cousin meant well.
SLENDER: Ay, or else I would I might be hanged, la!
SHALLOW: Here comes fair Mistress Anne.; [Re-enter ANNE PAGE]; Would I were young for your sake, Mistress Anne!
ANNE PAGE: The dinner is on the table; my father desires your; worships' company.
SHALLOW: I will wait on him, fair Mistress Anne.
SIR HUGH EVANS: Od's plessed will! I will not be absence at the grace.; [Exeunt SHALLOW and SIR HUGH EVANS]
ANNE PAGE: Will't please your worship to come in, sir?
SLENDER: No, I thank you, forsooth, heartily; I am very well.
ANNE PAGE: The dinner attends you, sir.
SLENDER: I am not a-hungry, I thank you, forsooth. Go,; sirrah, for all you are my man, go wait upon my; cousin Shallow.; [Exit SIMPLE]; A justice of peace sometimes may be beholding to his; friend for a man. I keep but three men and a boy; yet, till my mother be dead: but what though? Yet I; live like a poor gentleman born.
ANNE PAGE: I may not go in without your worship: they will not; sit till you come.
SLENDER: I' faith, I'll eat nothing; I thank you as much as; though I did.
ANNE PAGE: I pray you, sir, walk in.
SLENDER: I had rather walk here, I thank you. I bruised; my shin th' other day with playing at sword and; dagger with a master of fence; three veneys for a; dish of stewed prunes; and, by my troth, I cannot; abide the smell of hot meat since. Why do your; dogs bark so? be there bears i' the town?
ANNE PAGE: I think there are, sir; I heard them talked of.
SLENDER: I love the sport well but I shall as soon quarrel at; it as any man in England. You are afraid, if you see; the bear loose, are you not?
ANNE PAGE: Ay, indeed, sir.
SLENDER: That's meat and drink to me, now. I have seen; Sackerson loose twenty times, and have taken him by; the chain; but, I warrant you, the women have so; cried and shrieked at it, that it passed: but women,; indeed, cannot abide 'em; they are very ill-favored; rough things.; [Re-enter PAGE]
PAGE: Come, gentle Master Slender, come; we stay for you.
SLENDER: I'll eat nothing, I thank you, sir.
PAGE: By cock and pie, you shall not choose, sir! come, come.
SLENDER: Nay, pray you, lead the way.
PAGE: Come on, sir.
SLENDER: Mistress Anne, yourself shall go first.
ANNE PAGE: Not I, sir; pray you, keep on.
SLENDER: I'll rather be unmannerly than troublesome.; You do yourself wrong, indeed, la!; [Exeunt]

Looking for a job in the education sector? Visit Education America Network (for US job postings) or Education Canada Network (for Canadian opportunities).

Re-use/reproduction of some materials may be limited, please see our Acceptable Use Guidelines.
© 2001-2004 World of Education