Mr. VVilliam Shakespeares comedies, histories, & tragedies Published according to the true originall copies.

Actus primus,

Scena prima.

Enter Iustice Shallow, Slender, Sir Hugh Euans, Master Page, Falstoffe, Bardolph, Nym, Pistoll, Anne Page, Mistresse Ford, Mistresse Page, Simple.

Shallow.

SIr Hugh, perswade me not: I will make a Star-Chamber matter of it, if hee were twenty Sir Iohn Falstoffs, he shall not abuse Robert Shallow Esquire.

Slen.

In the County of Glocester, Iustice of Peace and Coram.

Shal.

I (Cosen Slender) and Cust-alorum.

Slen.

I, and Rato lorum too; and a Gentleman borne (Master Parson) who writes himselfe Armigero, in any Bill, Warrant, Quittance, or Obligation, Armigero.

Shal.

I that I doe, and haue done any time these three hundred yeeres.

Slen.

All his successors (gone before him) hath don't: and all his Ancestors (that come after him) may: they may giue the dozen white Luces in their Coate.

Shal.

It is an olde Coate.

Euans.

The dozen white Lowses doe become an old Coat well: it agrees well passant: It is a familiar beast to man, and signifies Loue.

Shal.

The Luse is the fresh-fish, the salt-fish, is an old Coate.

Slen.

I may quarter (Coz).

Shal.

You may, by marrying.

Euans.

It is marring indeed, if he quarter it.

Shal.

Not a whit.

Euan.

Yes per-lady: if he ha's a quarter of your coat, there is but three Skirts for your selfe, in my simple con∣iectures; but that is all one: if Sir Iohn Falstaffe haue committed disparagements vnto you, I am of the Church and will be glad to do my beneuolence, to make attone∣ments and compremises betweene you.

Shal.

The Councell shall heare it, it is a Riot.

Euan.

It is not meet the Councell heare a Riot: there is no feare of Got in a Riot: The Councell (looke you) shall desire to heare the feare of Got, and not to heare a Riot: take your viza-ments in that.

Shal.

Ha; o' my life, if I were yong againe, the sword should end it.

Euans.

It is petter that friends is the sword, and end it: and there is also another deuice in my praine, which peraduenture prings goot discretions with it. There is Anne Page, which is daughter to Master Thomas Page, which is pretty virginity.

Slen.

Mistris Anne Page? she has browne haire, and speakes small like a woman.

Euans.

It is that ferry person for all the orld, as iust as you will desire, and seuen hundred pounds of Moneyes, and Gold, and Siluer, is her Grand-sire vpon his deaths-bed, (Got deliuer to a ioyfull resurrections) giue, when she is able to ouertake seuenteene yeeres old. It were a goot motion, if we leaue our pribbles and prabbles, and desire a marriage betweene Master Abraham, and Mistris Anne Page.

Slen.

Did her Grand-sire leaue her seauen hundred pound?

Euan.

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

Slen.

I know the young Gentlewoman, she has good gifts.

Euan.

Seuen hundred pounds, and possibilities, is goot gifts.

Shal.

Wel, let vs see honest M^r Page: is Falstaffe there?

Euan.

Shall I tell you a lye? I doe despise a lyer, as I doe despise one that is false, or as I despise one that is not true: the Knight Sir Iohn is there, and I beseech you be ruled by your well-willers: I will peat the doore for M^r. Page. What hoa? Got-plesse your house heere.

M^r. Page.

Who's there?

Euan.

Here is go't's plessing and your friend, and Iu∣stice Shallow, and heere yong Master Slender: that perad∣uentures shall tell you another tale, if matters grow to your likings.

M••. Page.

I am glad to see your Worships well: I thanke you for my Venison Master Shallow.

Shal.

Master Page, I am glad to see you: much good doe it your good heart: I wish'd your Venison better, it was ill killd: how doth good Mistresse Page? and I thank you alwaies with my heart, la: with my heart.

M. Page.

Sir, I thanke you.

Shal.

Sir, I thanke you: by yea, and no I doe.

M. Pa.

I am glad to see you, good Master Slender.

Slen.

How do's your fallow Greyhound, Sir, I heard say he was out-run on Cotsall.

M. Pa.

It could not be iudg'd, Sir.

Slen.

You'll not confesse: you'll not confesse.

Shal.

That he will not, 'tis your fault, 'tis your fault: 'tis a good dogge.

M. Pa.

A Cur, Sir.

Shal.

Sir: hee's a good dog, and a faire dog, can there be more said? he is good, and faire. Is Sir Iohn Falstaffe heere?

M. Pa.

Sir, hee is within: and I would I could doe a good office betweene you.

Euan.

It is spoke as a Christians ought to speake.

Shal.

He hath wrong'd me (Master Page.)

M. Pa.

Sir, he doth in some sort confesse it.

Shal.

If it be confessed, it is not redressed; is not that so (M. Page?) he hath wrong'd me, indeed he hath, at a word he hath: beleeue me, Robert Shallow Esquire, saith he is wronged.

Ma. Pa.

Here comes Sir Iohn.

Fal.

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

Shal.

Knight, you haue beaten my men, kill'd my deere, and broke open my Lodge.

Fal.

But not kiss'd your Keepers daughter?

Shal.

Tut, a pin: this shall be answer'd.

Fal.

I will answere it strait, I haue done all this: That is now answer'd.

Shal.

The Councell shall know this.

Fal.

'Twere better for you if it were known in coun∣cell: you'll be laugh'd at.

Eu.

Pauca verba; (Sir Iohn) good worts.

Fal.

Good worts? good Cabidge; Slender, I broke your head: what matter haue you against me?

Slen.

Marry sir, I haue matter in my head against you, and against your cony-catching Rascalls, Bardolf, Nym, and Pistoll.

Bar.

You Banbery Cheese.

Slen.

I, it is no matter.

Pist.

How now, Mephostophilus?

Slen.

I, it is no matter.

Nym.

Slice, I say; pauca. pauca: Slice, that's my humor.

Slen.

Where's Simple my man? can you tell, Cosen?

Eua.

Peace, I pray you: now let vs vnderstand: there is three Vmpires in this matter, as I vnderstand; that is, Master Page (fidelicet Master Page,) & there is my selfe, (fidelicet my selfe) and the three party is (lastly, and fi∣nally) mine Host of the Gater.

Ma. Pa.

We three to hear it, & end it between them.

Euan.

Ferry goo't, I will make a priefe of it in my note-booke, and we wil afterwards orke vpon the cause, with as great discreetly as we can.

Fal.

Pistoll.

Pist.

He heares with eares.

Euan.

The Teuill and his Tam: what phrase is this? he heares with eare? why, it is affectations.

Fal.

Pistoll, did you picke M. Slenders purse?

Slen.

I, by these gloues did hee, or I would I might neuer come in mine owne great chamber againe else, of seauen groates in mill-sixpences, and two Edward Sho∣uelboords, that cost me two shilling and two pence a peece of Yead Miller: by these gloues.

Fal.

Is this true, Pistoll?

Euan.

No, it is false, if it is a picke-purse.

Pist.

Ha, thou mountaine Forreyner: Sir Iohn, and Master mine, I combat challenge of this Latine Bilboe: word of deniall in thy labras here; word of denial; froth, and scum thou liest.

Slen.

By these gloues, then 'twas he.

Nym.

Be auis'd sir, and passe good humours: I will say marry trap with you, if you runne the nut-hooks hu∣mor on me, that is the very note of it.

Slen.

By this hat, then he in the red face had it: for though I cannot remember what I did when you made me drunke, yet I am not altogether an asse.

Fal.

What say you Scarlet, and Iohn?

Bar.

Why sir, (for my part) I say the Gentleman had drunke himselfe out of his fiue sentences.

Eu.

It is his fiue sences: fie, what the ignorance is.

Bar.

And being fap, sir, was (as they say) casheerd: and so conclusions past the Car-eires.

Slen.

I, you spake in Latten then to: but 'tis no mat∣ter; Ile nere be drunk whilst I liue againe, but in honest, ciuill, godly company for this tricke: if I be drunke, Ile be drunke with those that haue the feare of God, and not with drunken knaues.

Euan.

So got-udge me, that is a vertuons minde.

Fal.

You heare all these matters deni'd, Gentlemen; you heare it.

M^r. Page.

Nay daughter, carry the wine in, wee'll drinke within.

Slen.

Oh heauen: This is Mistresse Anne Page.

M^r. Page.

How now Mistris Ford?

Fal.

Mistris Ford, by my troth you are very wel met: by your leaue good Mistris.

M^r. Page.

Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome: come, we haue a hot Venison pasty to dinner; Come gentle∣men, I hope we shall drinke downe all vnkindnesse.

Slen.

I had rather then forty shillings I had my booke of Songs and Sonnets heere: How now Simple, where haue you beene? I must wait on my selfe, must I? you haue not the booke of Riddles about you, haue you?

Sim.

Booke of Riddles? why did you not lend it to Alice Short-cake vpon Alhallowmas last, a fortnight a∣fore Michaelmas.

Shal.

Come Coz, come Coz, we stay for you: a word with you Coz: marry this, Coz: there is as 'twere a ten∣der, a kinde of tender, made a farre-off by Sir Hugh here: doe you vnderstand me?

Slen.

I Sir, you shall finde me reasonable; if it be so, I shall doe that that is reason.

Shal.

Nay, but vnderstand me.

Slen.

So I doe Sir.

Euan.

Giue eare to his motions; (M^r. Slender) I will description the matter to you, if you be capacity of it.

Slen.

Nay, I will doe as my Cozen Shallow saies: I pray you pardon me, he's a Iustice of Peace in his Coun∣trie, simple though I stand here.

Euan.

But that is not the question: the question is concerning your marriage.

Shal.

I, there's the point Sir.

Eu.

Marry is it: the very point of it, to Mi. An Page.

Slen.

Why if it be so; I will marry her vpon any rea∣sonable demands.

Eu.

But can you affection the 'o-man, let vs command to know that of your mouth, or of your lips: for diuers Philosophers hold, that the lips is parcell of the mouth: therfore precisely, cā you carry your good wil to y^e maid?

Sh.

Cosen Abraham Slender, can you loue her?

Slen.

I hope sir, I will do as it shall become one that would doe reason.

Eu.

Nay, got's Lords, and his Ladies, you must speake possitable, if you can carry-her your desires towards her.

Shal.

That you must: Will you, (vpon good dowry) marry her?

Slen.

I will doe a greater thing then that, vpon your request (Cosen) in any reason.

Shal.

Nay conceiue me, conceiue mee, (sweet Coz): what I doe is to pleasure you (Coz:) can you loue the maid?

Slen.

I will marry her (Sir) at your request; but if there bee no great loue in the beginning, yet Heauen may decrease it vpon better acquaintance, when wee are married, and haue more occasion to know one ano∣ther: I hope vpon familiarity will grow more content: but if you say mary-her, I will mary-her, that I am freely dissolued, and dissolutely.

Eu.

It is a fery discetion-answere; saue the fall is in the'ord, dissolutely: the ort is (according to our mea∣ning) resolutely: his meaning is good.

Sh.

I: I thinke my Cosen meant well.

Sl.

I, or else I would I might be hang'd (la.)

Sh.

Here comes faire Mistris Anne; would I were yong for your sake, Mistris Anne.

An.

The dinner is on the Table, my Father desires your worships company.

Sh.

I will wait on him, (faire Mistris Anne.)

Eu.

Od's plessed-wil: I wil not be absēce at the grace.

An.

Wil't please your worship to come in, Sir?

Sl.

No, I thank you forsooth, hartely; I am very well.

An.

The dinner attends you, Sir.

Sl.

I am not a-hungry, I thanke you, forsooth: goe, Sirha, for all you are my man, goe wait vpon my Cosen Shallow: a Iustice of peace sometime may be beholding to his friend, for a Man; I keepe but three Men, and a Boy yet, till my Mother be dead: but what though, yet I liue like a poore Gentleman borne.

An.

I may not goe in without your worship: they will not sit till you come.

Sl.

I' faith, ile eate nothing: I thanke you as much as though I did.

An.

I pray you Sir walke in.

Sl.

I had rather walke here (I thanke you) I bruiz'd my shin th' other day, with playing at Sword and Dag∣ger with a Master of Fence (three veneys for a dish of stew'd Prunes) and by my troth, I cannot abide the smell of hot meate since. Why doe your dogs barke so? be there Beares ith' Towne?

An.

I thinke there are, Sir, I heard them talk'd of.

Sl.

I loue the sport well, but I shall as soone quarrell at it, as any man in England: you are afraid if you see the Beare loose, are you not?

An.

I indeede Sir.

Sl.

That's meate and drinke to me now: I haue seene Sackerson loose, twenty times, and haue taken him by the Chaine: but (I warrant you) the women haue so cride and shrekt at it, that it past: But women indeede, cannot abide'em, they are very ill-fauour'd rough things.

Ma. Pa.

Come, gentle M. Slender, come; we stay for you.

Sl.

Ile eate nothing, I thanke you Sir.

Ma. Pa.

By cocke and pie, you shall not choose, Sir: come, come.

Sl.

Nay, pray you lead the way.

Ma. Pa.

Come on, Sir.

Sl.

Mistris Anne: your selfe shall goe first.

An.

Not I Sir, pray you keepe on.

Sl.

Truely I will not goe first: truely-la: I will not doe you that wrong.

An.

I pray you Sir.

Sl.

Ile rather be vnmannerly, then troublesome: you doe your selfe wrong indeede-la.

Exeunt.

Scena Secunda.

Enter Euans, and Simple.

Eu.

Go your waies, and aske of Doctor Caius house, which is the way; and there dwels one Mistris Quickly; which is in the manner of his Nurse; or his dry-Nurse; or his Cooke; or his Laundry; his Washer, and his Ringer.

Si.

Well Sir.

Eu.

Nay, it is petter yet: giue her this letter; for it is a'oman that altogeathers acquaintāce with Mistris Anne Page; and the Letter is to desire, and require her to soli∣cite your Masters desires, to Mistris Anne Page: I pray you be gon: I will make an end of my dinner; ther's Pip∣pins and Cheese to come.

Exeunt.

Scena Tertia.

Enter Falstaffe, Host, Bardolfe, Nym, Pistoll, Page.

Fal.

Mine Host of the Garter?

Ho.

What saies my Bully Rooke? speake schollerly, and wisely.

Fal.

Truely mine Host; I must turne away some of my followers.

Ho.

Discard, (bully Hercules) casheere; let them wag; trot, trot.

Fal.

I sit at ten pounds a weeke.

Ho.

Thou'rt an Emperor (Cesar, Keiser and Pheazar) I will entertaine Bardolfe: he shall draw; he shall tap; said I well (bully Hector?)

Fa.

Doe so (good mine Host.

Ho.

I haue spoke: let him follow: let me see thee froth, and liue: I am at a word: follow.

Fal.

Bardolfe, follow him: a Tapster is a good trade: an old Cloake, makes a new Ierkin: a wither'd Seruing-man, a fresh Tapster: goe, adew.

Ba.

It is a life that I haue desir'd: I will thriue.

Pist.

O base hungarian wight: wilt y^u the spigot wield.

Ni.

He was gotten in drink: is not the humor cōceited?

Fal.

I am glad I am so acquit of this Tinderbox: his Thefts were too open: his filching was like an vnskilfull Singer, he kept not time.

Ni.

The good humor is to steale at a minutes rest.

Pist.

Conuay: the wise it call: Steale? foh: a fico for the phrase.

Fal.

Well sirs, I am almost out at heeles.

Pist.

Why then let Kibes ensue.

Fal.

There is no remedy: I must conicatch, I must shift.

Pist.

Yong Rauens must haue foode.

Fal.

Which of you know Ford of this Towne?

Pist.

I ken the wight: he is of substance good.

Fal.

My honest Lads, I will tell you what I am about.

Pist.

Two yards, and more.

Fal.

No quips now Pistoll: (Indeede I am in the waste two yards about: but I am now about no waste: I am a∣bout thrift) briefely: I doe meane to make loue to Fords wife: I spie entertainment in her: shee discourses: shee carues: she giues the leere of inuitation: I can construe the action of her familier stile, & the hardest voice of her behauior (to be english'd rightly) is, I am Sir Iohn Falstafs.

Pist.

He hath studied her will; and translated her will: out of honesty, into English.

Ni.

The Anchor is deepe: will that humor passe?

Fal.

Now, the report goes, she has all the rule of her husbands Purse: he hath a legend of Angels.

Pist.

As many diuels entertaine: and to her Boy say I.

Ni.

The humor rises: it is good: humor me the angels.

Fal.

I haue writ me here a letter to her: & here ano∣ther to Pages wife, who euen now gaue mee good eyes too; examind my parts with most iudicious illiads: some∣times the beame of her view, guilded my foote: some∣times my portly belly.

Pist.

Then did the Sun on dung-hill shine.

Ni.

I thanke thee for that humour.

Fal.

O she did so course o're my exteriors with such a greedy intention, that the appetite of her eye, did seeme to scorch me vp like a burning-glasse: here's another letter to her: She beares the Purse too: She is a Region in Guiana: all gold, and bountie: I will be Cheaters to them both, and they shall be Exchequers to mee: they shall be my East and West Indies, and I will trade to them both: Goe, beare thou this Letter to Mistris Page; and thou this to Mistris Ford: we will thriue (Lads) we will thriue.

Pist.

Shall I Sir Pandarus of Troy become, And by my side weare Steele? then Lucifer take all.

Ni.

I will run no base humor: here take the humor-Letter; I will keepe the hauior of reputation.

Fal.

Hold Sirha, beare you these Letters tightly, Saile like my Pinnasse to these golden shores. Rogues, hence, auaunt, vanish like haile-stones; goe, Trudge; plod away ith' hoofe: seeke shelter, packe: Falstaffe will learne the honor of the age, French-thrift, you Rogues, my selfe, and skirted Page.

Pist.

Let Vultures gripe thy guts: for gourd, and Fullam holds: & high and low beguiles the rich & poore, Tester ile haue in pouch when thou shalt lacke, Base Phrygian Turke.

Ni.

I haue opperations, Which be humors of reuenge.

Pist.

Wilt thou reuenge?

Ni.

By Welkin, and her Star.

Pist.

With wit, or Steele?

Ni.

With both the humors, I: I will discusse the humour of this Loue to Ford.

Pist.

And I to Page shall eke vnfold How Falstaffe (varlet vile) His Doue will proue; his gold will hold, And his soft couch defile.

Ni.

My humour shall not coole: I will incense Ford to deale with poyson: I will possesse him with yallow∣nesse, for the reuolt of mine is dangerous: that is my true humour.

Pist.

Thou art the Mars of Malecontents: I second thee: troope on.

Exeunt.

Scoena Quarta.

Enter Mistris Quickly, Simple, Iohn Rugby, Doctor, Caius, Fenton.

Qu.

What, Iohn Rugby, I pray thee goe to the Case∣ment, and see if you can see my Master, Master Docter Caius comming: if he doe (I' faith) and finde any body in the house; here will be an old abusing of Gods pati∣ence, and the Kings English.

Ru.

Ile goe watch.

Qu.

Goe, and we'll haue a posset for't soone at night, (in faith) at the latter end of a Sea-cole-fire: An honest, willing, kinde fellow, as euer seruant shall come in house withall: and I warrant you, no tel-tale, nor no breede∣bate: his worst fault is, that he is giuen to prayer; hee is something peeuish that way: but no body but has his fault: but let that passe. Peter Simple, you say your name is?

Si.

I: for fault of a better.

Qu.

And Master Slender's your Master?

Si.

I forsooth.

Qu.

Do's he not weare a great round Beard, like a Glouers pairing-knife?

Si.

No forsooth: he hath but a little wee face; with a little yellow Beard: a Caine colourd Beard.

Qu.

A softly-sprighted man, is he not?

Si.

I forsooth: but he is as tall a man of his hands, as any is betweene this and his head: he hath fought with a Warrener.

Qu.

How say you: oh, I should remember him: do's he not hold vp his head (as it were?) and strut in his gate?

Si.

Yes indeede do's he.

Qu.

Well, heauen send Anne Page, no worse fortune: Tell Master Parson Euans, I will doe what I can for your Master: Anne is a good girle, and I wish —

Ru.

Out alas: here comes my Master.

Qu.

We shall all be shent: Run in here, good young man: goe into this Closset: he will not stay long: what Iohn Rugby? Iohn: what Iohn I say? goe Iohn, goe en∣quire for my Master, I doubt he be not well, that hee comes not home: (and downe, downe, adowne'a. &c.

Ca.

Vat is you sing? I doe not like des-toyes: pray you goe and vetch me in my Closset, vnboyteene verd; a Box, a greene-a-Box: do intend vat I speake? a greene-a-Box.

Qu.

I forsooth ile fetch it you: I am glad hee went not in himselfe: if he had found the yong man he would haue bin horne-mad.

Ca.

Fe, fe, fe, fe, maifoy, il fait for ehando, Ie man voi a le Court la grand affaires.

Qu.

Is it this Sir?

Ca.

Ony mette le au mon pocket, de-petch quickly: Vere is dat knaue Rugby?

Qu.

What Iohn Rugby, Iohn?

Ru.

Here Sir.

Ca.

You are Iohn Rugby, aad you are Iacke Rugby: Come, take-a-your Rapier, and come after my heele to the Court.

Ru.

'Tis ready Sir, here in the Porch.

Ca.

By my trot: I tarry too long: od's-me: que ay ie oublie: dere is some Simples in my Closset, dat I vill not for the varld I shall leaue behinde.

Qu.

Ay-me, he'll finde the yong man there, & be mad.

Ca.

O Diable, Diable: vat is in my Closset? Villanie, La-roone: Rugby, my Rapier.

Qu.

Good Master be content.

Ca.

Wherefore shall I be content-a?

Qu.

The yong man is an honest man.

Ca.

What shall de honest man do in my Closset: dere is no honest man dat shall come in my Closset.

Qu.

I beseech you be not so flegmaticke: heare the truth of it. He came of an errand to mee, from Parson Hugh.

Ca.

Vell.

Si.

I forsooth: to desire her to —

Qu.

Peace, I pray you.

Ca.

Peace-a-your tongue: speake-a-your Tale.

Si.

To desire this honest Gentlewoman (your Maid) to speake a good word to Mistris Anne Page, for my Ma∣ster in the way of Marriage.

Qu.

This is all indeede-la: but ile nere put my finger in the fire, and neede not.

Ca.

Sir Hugh send-a you? Rugby, ballow mee some paper: tarry you a littell-a-while.

Qui.

I am glad he is so quiet if he had bin through∣ly moued, you should haue heard him so loud, and so me∣lancholly: but notwithstanding man, Ile doe yoe your Master what good I can: and the very yea, & the no is, y^e French Doctor my Master, (I may call him my Master, looke you, for I keepe his house; and I wash, ••ing, brew, bake, scowre, dresse meat and drinke, make the beds, and doe all my selfe.)

Simp.

'Tis a great charge to come vnder one bodies hand.

Qui.

Are you a-uis'd o' that? you shall finde it a great charge: and to be vp early, and down later but notwith∣standing, (to tell you in your eare, I wold haue no words of it) my Master himselfe is in loue with Mistris Anne Page: but notwithstanding that I know Ans mind, that's neither heere nor there.

Caius.

You, lack 'Nape: giue-'a this Letter to Sir Hugh, by gar it is a shallenge: I will cut his troat in de Parke, and I will teach a souruy lack-a-nape Priest to meddle, or make: — you may be gon: it is not good you tarry here: by gar I will cut all his two stones: by gar, he shall not haue a stone to throw at his dogge.

Qui.

Alas: he speakes but for his friend.

Caius.

It is no matter'a ver dat: do not you tell-a-me dat I shall haue Anne Page for my selfe? by gar, I vill kill de Iack-Priest: and I haue appointed mine Host of de Iarteer to measure our weapon: by gar, I wil my selfe haue Anne Page.

Qui.

Sir, the maid loues you, and all shall bee well: We must giue folkes leaue to prate: what the good-ier.

Caius.

Rugby, come to the Court with me: by gar, if I haue not Anne Page, I shall turne your head out of my dore: follow my heeles, Rugby.

Qui.

You shall haue An-fooles head of your owne: No, I know Ans mind for that: neuer a woman in Wind∣sor knowes more of Ans minde then I doe, nor can doe more then I doe with her, I thanke heauen.

Fenton.

Who's with in there, hoa?

Qui.

Who's there, I troa? Come neere the house I pray you.

Fen.

How now (good woman) how dost thou?

Qui.

The better that it pleases your good Worship to aske?

Fen.

What newes? how do's pretty Mistris Anne?

Qui.

In truth Sir, and shee is pretty, and honest, and gentle, and one that is your friend, I can tell you that by the way, I praise heauen for it.

Fen.

Shall I doe any good thinkst thou? shall I not loose my suit?

Qui.

Troth Sir, all is in his hands aboue: but not∣withstanding (Master Fenton) Ile be sworne on a booke shee loues you: haue not your Worship a wart aboue your eye?

Fen.

Yes marry haue I, what of that?

Qui.

Wel, thereby hangs a tale: good faith, it is such another Nan; (but (I detest) an honest maid as euer broke bread: wee had an howres talke of that wart; I shall neuer laugh but in that maids company: but (in∣deed) shee is giuen too much to Allicholy and musing: but for you — well — goe too —

Fen.

Well: I shall see her to day: hold, there's mo∣ney for thee: Let mee haue thy voice in my behalfe: if thou seest her before me, commend me. —

Qui.

Will I? I faith that wee will: And I will tell your Worship more of the Wart, the next time we haue confidence, and of other wooers.

Fen.

Well, fare-well, I am in great haste now.

Qui.

Fare-well to your Worship: truely an honest Gentleman: but Anne loues hiim not: for I know Ans minde as well as another do's: out vpon't: what haue I forgot.

Exit.