The Merry Wives of Windsor by William Shakespeare, 1564-1616

her husband, will be from home. Alas! the sweet

woman leads an ill life with him: he’s a very

jealousy man: she leads a very frampold life with

him, good heart.

FALSTAFF Ten and eleven. Woman, commend me to her; I will

not fail her.

MISTRESS QUICKLY Why, you say well. But I have another messenger to

your worship. Mistress Page hath her hearty

commendations to you too: and let me tell you in

your ear, she’s as fartuous a civil modest wife, and

one, I tell you, that will not miss you morning nor

evening prayer, as any is in Windsor, whoe’er be the

other: and she bade me tell your worship that her

husband is seldom from home; but she hopes there

will come a time. I never knew a woman so dote upon

a man: surely I think you have charms, la; yes, in truth.

FALSTAFF Not I, I assure thee: setting the attractions of my

good parts aside I have no other charms.

MISTRESS QUICKLY Blessing on your heart for’t!

FALSTAFF But, I pray thee, tell me this: has Ford’s wife and

Page’s wife acquainted each other how they love me?

MISTRESS QUICKLY That were a jest indeed! they have not so little

grace, I hope: that were a trick indeed! but

Mistress Page would desire you to send her your

little page, of all loves: her husband has a

marvellous infection to the little page; and truly

Master Page is an honest man. Never a wife in

Windsor leads a better life than she does: do what

she will, say what she will, take all, pay all, go

to bed when she list, rise when she list, all is as

she will: and truly she deserves it; for if there

be a kind woman in Windsor, she is one. You must

send her your page; no remedy.

FALSTAFF Why, I will.

MISTRESS QUICKLY Nay, but do so, then: and, look you, he may come and

go between you both; and in any case have a

nay-word, that you may know one another’s mind, and

the boy never need to understand any thing; for

’tis not good that children should know any

wickedness: old folks, you know, have discretion,

as they say, and know the world.

FALSTAFF Fare thee well: commend me to them both: there’s

my purse; I am yet thy debtor. Boy, go along with

this woman.

Exeunt MISTRESS QUICKLY and ROBIN

This news distracts me!

PISTOL This punk is one of Cupid’s carriers:

Clap on more sails; pursue; up with your fights:

Give fire: she is my prize, or ocean whelm them all!

Exit

FALSTAFF Sayest thou so, old Jack? go thy ways; I’ll make

more of thy old body than I have done. Will they

yet look after thee? Wilt thou, after the expense

of so much money, be now a gainer? Good body, I

thank thee. Let them say ’tis grossly done; so it be

fairly done, no matter.

Enter BARDOLPH

BARDOLPH Sir John, there’s one Master Brook below would fain

speak with you, and be acquainted with you; and hath

sent your worship a morning’s draught of sack.

FALSTAFF Brook is his name?

BARDOLPH Ay, sir.

FALSTAFF Call him in.

Exit BARDOLPH

Such Brooks are welcome to me, that o’erflow such

liquor. Ah, ha! Mistress Ford and Mistress Page

have I encompassed you? go to; via!

Re-enter BARDOLPH, with FORD disguised

FORD Bless you, sir!

FALSTAFF And you, sir! Would you speak with me?

FORD I make bold to press with so little preparation upon

you.

FALSTAFF You’re welcome. What’s your will? Give us leave, drawer.

Exit BARDOLPH

FORD Sir, I am a gentleman that have spent much; my name is Brook.

FALSTAFF Good Master Brook, I desire more acquaintance of you.

FORD Good Sir John, I sue for yours: not to charge you;

for I must let you understand I think myself in

better plight for a lender than you are: the which

hath something embolden’d me to this unseasoned

intrusion; for they say, if money go before, all

ways do lie open.

FALSTAFF Money is a good soldier, sir, and will on.

FORD Troth, and I have a bag of money here troubles me:

if you will help to bear it, Sir John, take all, or

half, for easing me of the carriage.

FALSTAFF Sir, I know not how I may deserve to be your porter.

FORD I will tell you, sir, if you will give me the hearing.

FALSTAFF Speak, good Master Brook: I shall be glad to be

your servant.

FORD Sir, I hear you are a scholar,–I will be brief

with you,–and you have been a man long known to me,

though I had never so good means, as desire, to make

myself acquainted with you. I shall discover a

thing to you, wherein I must very much lay open mine

own imperfection: but, good Sir John, as you have

one eye upon my follies, as you hear them unfolded,

turn another into the register of your own; that I

may pass with a reproof the easier, sith you

yourself know how easy it is to be such an offender.

FALSTAFF Very well, sir; proceed.

FORD There is a gentlewoman in this town; her husband’s

name is Ford.

FALSTAFF Well, sir.

FORD I have long loved her, and, I protest to you,

bestowed much on her; followed her with a doting

observance; engrossed opportunities to meet her;

fee’d every slight occasion that could but niggardly

give me sight of her; not only bought many presents

to give her, but have given largely to many to know

what she would have given; briefly, I have pursued

her as love hath pursued me; which hath been on the

wing of all occasions. But whatsoever I have

merited, either in my mind or, in my means, meed,

I am sure, I have received none; unless experience

be a jewel that I have purchased at an infinite

rate, and that hath taught me to say this:

‘Love like a shadow flies when substance love pursues;

Pursuing that that flies, and flying what pursues.’

FALSTAFF Have you received no promise of satisfaction at her hands?

FORD Never.

FALSTAFF Have you importuned her to such a purpose?

FORD Never.

FALSTAFF Of what quality was your love, then?

FORD Like a fair house built on another man’s ground; so

that I have lost my edifice by mistaking the place

where I erected it.

FALSTAFF To what purpose have you unfolded this to me?

FORD When I have told you that, I have told you all.

Some say, that though she appear honest to me, yet in

other places she enlargeth her mirth so far that

there is shrewd construction made of her. Now, Sir

John, here is the heart of my purpose: you are a

gentleman of excellent breeding, admirable

discourse, of great admittance, authentic in your

place and person, generally allowed for your many

war-like, court-like, and learned preparations.

FALSTAFF O, sir!

FORD Believe it, for you know it. There is money; spend

it, spend it; spend more; spend all I have; only

give me so much of your time in exchange of it, as

to lay an amiable siege to the honesty of this

Ford’s wife: use your art of wooing; win her to

consent to you: if any man may, you may as soon as

any.

FALSTAFF Would it apply well to the vehemency of your

affection, that I should win what you would enjoy?

Methinks you prescribe to yourself very preposterously.

FORD O, understand my drift. She dwells so securely on

the excellency of her honour, that the folly of my

soul dares not present itself: she is too bright to

be looked against. Now, could I could come to her

with any detection in my hand, my desires had

instance and argument to commend themselves: I

could drive her then from the ward of her purity,

her reputation, her marriage-vow, and a thousand

other her defences, which now are too too strongly

embattled against me. What say you to’t, Sir John?

FALSTAFF Master Brook, I will first make bold with your

money; next, give me your hand; and last, as I am a

gentleman, you shall, if you will, enjoy Ford’s wife.

FORD O good sir!

FALSTAFF I say you shall.

FORD Want no money, Sir John; you shall want none.

FALSTAFF Want no Mistress Ford, Master Brook; you shall want

none. I shall be with her, I may tell you, by her

own appointment; even as you came in to me, her

assistant or go-between parted from me: I say I

shall be with her between ten and eleven; for at

that time the jealous rascally knave her husband

will be forth. Come you to me at night; you shall

know how I speed.

FORD I am blest in your acquaintance. Do you know Ford,

sir?

FALSTAFF Hang him, poor cuckoldly knave! I know him not:

yet I wrong him to call him poor; they say the

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