Shakespeare - First Folio facsimile (1910)/The Merry Wives of Windsor/Act 1 Scene 3
Scena Tertia.
Enter Falstaffe, Host, Bardolfe, Nym, Pistoll, Page.
Fal.
Mine Host of the Garter?
Mine Host of the Garter?
Ho.
What saies my Bully Rooke? speake schollerly, and wisely.
What saies my Bully Rooke? speake schollerly, and wisely.
Fal.
Truely mine Host; I must turne away some of my followers.
Truely mine Host; I must turne away some of my followers.
Ho.
Discard, (bully Hercules) casheere; let them wag; trot, trot.
Discard, (bully Hercules) casheere; let them wag; trot, trot.
Fal.
I sit at ten pounds a weeke.
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?)
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.
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.
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 Seruingman,
a fresh Tapster: goe, adew.
Bardolfe, follow him: a Tapster is a good trade:
an old Cloake, makes a new Ierkin: a wither'd Seruingman,
a fresh Tapster: goe, adew.
Ba.
It is a life that I haue desir'd: I will thriue.
It is a life that I haue desir'd: I will thriue.
Pist.
O base hungarian wight: wilt yu the spigot wield.
O base hungarian wight: wilt yu the spigot wield.
Ni.
He was gotten in drink: is not the humor cõceited?
He was gotten in drink: is not the humor cõceited?
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.
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
The good humor is to steale at a minutes rest
Pist.
Conuay: the wise it call: Steale? foh! a fico for the phrase.
Conuay: the wise it call: Steale? foh! a fico for the phrase.
Fal.
Well sirs, I am almost out at heeles.
Well sirs, I am almost out at heeles.
Pist.
Why then let Kibes ensue.
Why then let Kibes ensue.
Fal.
There is no remedy: I must conicatch, I must shift.
There is no remedy: I must conicatch, I must shift.
Pist.
Yong Rauens must haue foode.
Yong Rauens must haue foode.
Fal.
Which of you know Ford of this Towne?
Which of you know Ford of this Towne?
Pist.
I ken the wight: he is of substance good.
I ken the wight: he is of substance good.
Fal.
My honest Lads, I will tell you what I am about.
My honest Lads, I will tell you what I am about.
Pist.
Two yards, and more.
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 about
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.
No quips now Pistoll: (Indeede I am in the waste
two yards about: but I am now about no waste: I am about
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.
He hath studied her will; and translated her will:
out of honesty, into English.
Ni.
The Anchor is deepe: will that humor passe?
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.
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.
As many diuels entertaine: and to her Boy say I.
Ni.
The humor rises: it is good: humor me the angels.
The humor rises: it is good: humor me the angels.
Fal.
I haue writ me here a letter to her: & here another
to Pages wife, who euen now gaue mee good eyes
too; examind my parts with most iudicious illiads: sometimes
the beame of her view, guilded my foote: sometimes
my portly belly.
I haue writ me here a letter to her: & here another
to Pages wife, who euen now gaue mee good eyes
too; examind my parts with most iudicious illiads: sometimes
the beame of her view, guilded my foote: sometimes
my portly belly.
Pist.
Then did the Sun on dung-hill shine.
Then did the Sun on dung-hill shine.
Ni.
I thanke thee for that humour.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
I haue opperations,
Which be humors of reuenge.
Pist.
Wilt thou reuenge?
Wilt thou reuenge?
Ni.
By Welkin, and her Star.
By Welkin, and her Star.
Pist.
With wit, or Steele?
With wit, or Steele?
Ni.
With both the humors, I:
I will discusse the humour of this Loue to Ford.
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.
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 yallownesse,
for the reuolt of mine is dangerous: that is my true humour.
My humour shall not coole: I will incense Ford
to deale with poyson: I will possesse him with yallownesse,
for the reuolt of mine is dangerous: that is my true humour.
Pist.
Thou art the Mars of Malecontents: I second
Exeunt.thee: troope on.
Thou art the Mars of Malecontents: I second
Exeunt.thee: troope on.