Speeches (Lines) for Ford in "The Merry Wives of Windsor"

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1 II / 1
  • Well, I hope it be not so.
  • Well, I hope it be not so.
  • Mistress Page. Let's consult together against this greasy knight.
    Come hither.

    Ford. Well, I hope it be not so.

2 II / 1
  • Why, sir, my wife is not young.
  • Why, sir, my wife is not young.
  • Pistol. Hope is a curtal dog in some affairs:
    Sir John affects thy wife.

    Ford. Why, sir, my wife is not young.

3 II / 1
  • Love my wife!
  • Love my wife!
  • Pistol. He wooes both high and low, both rich and poor,
    Both young and old, one with another, Ford;
    He loves the gallimaufry: Ford, perpend.

    Ford. Love my wife!

4 II / 1
  • What name, sir?
  • What name, sir?
  • Pistol. With liver burning hot. Prevent, or go thou,
    Like Sir Actaeon he, with Ringwood at thy heels:
    O, odious is the name!

    Ford. What name, sir?

5 II / 1
  • [Aside] I will be patient; I will find out this.
  • [Aside] I will be patient; I will find out this.
  • Pistol. The horn, I say. Farewell.
    Take heed, have open eye, for thieves do foot by night:
    Take heed, ere summer comes or cuckoo-birds do sing.
    Away, Sir Corporal Nym!
    Believe it, Page; he speaks sense.

    Ford. [Aside] I will be patient; I will find out this.

6 II / 1
  • I will seek out Falstaff.
  • I will seek out Falstaff.
  • Page. 'The humour of it,' quoth a'! here's a fellow
    frights English out of his wits.

    Ford. I will seek out Falstaff.

7 II / 1
  • If I do find it: well.
  • If I do find it: well.
  • Page. I never heard such a drawling, affecting rogue.

    Ford. If I do find it: well.

8 II / 1
  • 'Twas a good sensible fellow: well.
  • 'Twas a good sensible fellow: well.
  • Page. I will not believe such a Cataian, though the priest
    o' the town commended him for a true man.

    Ford. 'Twas a good sensible fellow: well.

9 II / 1
  • I melancholy! I am not melancholy. Get you home, go.
  • I melancholy! I am not melancholy. Get you home, go.
  • Mistress Ford. How now, sweet Frank! why art thou melancholy?

    Ford. I melancholy! I am not melancholy. Get you home, go.

10 II / 1
  • You heard what this knave told me, did you not?
  • You heard what this knave told me, did you not?
  • Page. How now, Master Ford!

    Ford. You heard what this knave told me, did you not?

11 II / 1
  • Do you think there is truth in them?
  • Do you think there is truth in them?
  • Page. Yes: and you heard what the other told me?

    Ford. Do you think there is truth in them?

12 II / 1
  • Were they his men?
  • Were they his men?
  • Page. Hang 'em, slaves! I do not think the knight would
    offer it: but these that accuse him in his intent
    towards our wives are a yoke of his discarded men;
    very rogues, now they be out of service.

    Ford. Were they his men?

13 II / 1
  • I like it never the better for that. Does he lie at
    the Garter?
  • I like it never the better for that. Does he lie at
    the Garter?
  • Page. Marry, were they.

    Ford. I like it never the better for that. Does he lie at
    the Garter?

14 II / 1
  • I do not misdoubt my wife; but I would be loath to
    turn them together. A man...
  • I do not misdoubt my wife; but I would be loath to
    turn them together. A man may be too confident: I
    would have nothing lie on my head: I cannot be thus satisfied.
  • Page. Ay, marry, does he. If he should intend this voyage
    towards my wife, I would turn her loose to him; and
    what he gets more of her than sharp words, let it
    lie on my head.

    Ford. I do not misdoubt my wife; but I would be loath to
    turn them together. A man may be too confident: I
    would have nothing lie on my head: I cannot be thus satisfied.

15 II / 1
  • Good mine host o' the Garter, a word with you.
  • Good mine host o' the Garter, a word with you.
  • Robert Shallow. Sir, there is a fray to be fought between Sir Hugh
    the Welsh priest and Caius the French doctor.

    Ford. Good mine host o' the Garter, a word with you.

16 II / 1
  • None, I protest: but I'll give you a pottle of
    burnt sack to give me recours...
  • None, I protest: but I'll give you a pottle of
    burnt sack to give me recourse to him and tell him
    my name is Brook; only for a jest.
  • Host. Hast thou no suit against my knight, my
    guest-cavaleire?

    Ford. None, I protest: but I'll give you a pottle of
    burnt sack to give me recourse to him and tell him
    my name is Brook; only for a jest.

17 II / 1
  • Though Page be a secure fool, an stands so firmly
    on his wife's frailty, yet...
  • Though Page be a secure fool, an stands so firmly
    on his wife's frailty, yet I cannot put off my
    opinion so easily: she was in his company at Page's
    house; and what they made there, I know not. Well,
    I will look further into't: and I have a disguise
    to sound Falstaff. If I find her honest, I lose not
    my labour; if she be otherwise, 'tis labour well bestowed.
  • Page. Have with you. I would rather hear them scold than fight.

    Ford. Though Page be a secure fool, an stands so firmly
    on his wife's frailty, yet I cannot put off my
    opinion so easily: she was in his company at Page's
    house; and what they made there, I know not. Well,
    I will look further into't: and I have a disguise
    to sound Falstaff. If I find her honest, I lose not
    my labour; if she be otherwise, 'tis labour well bestowed.

18 II / 2
  • Bless you, sir!
  • Bless you, 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!

    Ford. Bless you, sir!

19 II / 2
  • I make bold to press with so little preparation upon
    you.
  • I make bold to press with so little preparation upon
    you.
  • Falstaff. And you, sir! Would you speak with me?

    Ford. I make bold to press with so little preparation upon
    you.

20 II / 2
  • Sir, I am a gentleman that have spent much; my name is Brook.
  • Sir, I am a gentleman that have spent much; my name is Brook.
  • Falstaff. You're welcome. What's your will? Give us leave, drawer.

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

21 II / 2
  • Good Sir John, I sue for yours: not to charge you;
    for I must let you unders...
  • 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. 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.

22 II / 2
  • Troth, and I have a bag of money here troubles me:
    if you will help to bear...
  • 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. 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.

23 II / 2
  • I will tell you, sir, if you will give me the hearing.
  • I will tell you, sir, if you will give me the hearing.
  • 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.

24 II / 2
  • Sir, I hear you are a scholar,--I will be brief
    with you,--and you have been...
  • 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. 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.

25 II / 2
  • There is a gentlewoman in this town; her husband's
    name is Ford.
  • There is a gentlewoman in this town; her husband's
    name is Ford.
  • Falstaff. Very well, sir; proceed.

    Ford. There is a gentlewoman in this town; her husband's
    name is Ford.

26 II / 2
  • I have long loved her, and, I protest to you,
    bestowed much on her; followed...
  • 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. 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.'

27 II / 2
  • Never.
  • Never.
  • Falstaff. Have you received no promise of satisfaction at her hands?

    Ford. Never.

28 II / 2
  • Never.
  • Never.
  • Falstaff. Have you importuned her to such a purpose?

    Ford. Never.

29 II / 2
  • Like a fair house built on another man's ground; so
    that I have lost my edif...
  • 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. 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.

30 II / 2
  • When I have told you that, I have told you all.
    Some say, that though she ap...
  • 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. 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.

31 II / 2
  • Believe it, for you know it. There is money; spend
    it, spend it; spend more;...
  • 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. 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.

32 II / 2
  • O, understand my drift. She dwells so securely on
    the excellency of her hono...
  • 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. 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?

33 II / 2
  • O good sir!
  • O good sir!
  • 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!

34 II / 2
  • Want no money, Sir John; you shall want none.
  • Want no money, Sir John; you shall want none.
  • Falstaff. I say you shall.

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

35 II / 2
  • I am blest in your acquaintance. Do you know Ford,
    sir?
  • I am blest in your acquaintance. Do you know Ford,
    sir?
  • 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?

36 II / 2
  • I would you knew Ford, sir, that you might avoid him
    if you saw him.
  • I would you knew Ford, sir, that you might avoid him
    if you saw him.
  • Falstaff. Hang him, poor cuckoldly knave! I know him not:
    yet I wrong him to call him poor; they say the
    jealous wittolly knave hath masses of money; for the
    which his wife seems to me well-favored. I will
    use her as the key of the cuckoldly rogue's coffer;
    and there's my harvest-home.

    Ford. I would you knew Ford, sir, that you might avoid him
    if you saw him.

37 II / 2
  • What a damned Epicurean rascal is this! My heart is
    ready to crack with impa...
  • What a damned Epicurean rascal is this! My heart is
    ready to crack with impatience. Who says this is
    improvident jealousy? my wife hath sent to him; the
    hour is fixed; the match is made. Would any man
    have thought this? See the hell of having a false
    woman! My bed shall be abused, my coffers
    ransacked, my reputation gnawn at; and I shall not
    only receive this villanous wrong, but stand under
    the adoption of abominable terms, and by him that
    does me this wrong. Terms! names! Amaimon sounds
    well; Lucifer, well; Barbason, well; yet they are
    devils' additions, the names of fiends: but
    Cuckold! Wittol!--Cuckold! the devil himself hath
    not such a name. Page is an ass, a secure ass: he
    will trust his wife; he will not be jealous. I will
    rather trust a Fleming with my butter, Parson Hugh
    the Welshman with my cheese, an Irishman with my
    aqua-vitae bottle, or a thief to walk my ambling
    gelding, than my wife with herself; then she plots,
    then she ruminates, then she devises; and what they
    think in their hearts they may effect, they will
    break their hearts but they will effect. God be
    praised for my jealousy! Eleven o'clock the hour.
    I will prevent this, detect my wife, be revenged on
    Falstaff, and laugh at Page. I will about it;
    better three hours too soon than a minute too late.
    Fie, fie, fie! cuckold! cuckold! cuckold!
  • Falstaff. Hang him, mechanical salt-butter rogue! I will
    stare him out of his wits; I will awe him with my
    cudgel: it shall hang like a meteor o'er the
    cuckold's horns. Master Brook, thou shalt know I
    will predominate over the peasant, and thou shalt
    lie with his wife. Come to me soon at night.
    Ford's a knave, and I will aggravate his style;
    thou, Master Brook, shalt know him for knave and
    cuckold. Come to me soon at night.

    Ford. What a damned Epicurean rascal is this! My heart is
    ready to crack with impatience. Who says this is
    improvident jealousy? my wife hath sent to him; the
    hour is fixed; the match is made. Would any man
    have thought this? See the hell of having a false
    woman! My bed shall be abused, my coffers
    ransacked, my reputation gnawn at; and I shall not
    only receive this villanous wrong, but stand under
    the adoption of abominable terms, and by him that
    does me this wrong. Terms! names! Amaimon sounds
    well; Lucifer, well; Barbason, well; yet they are
    devils' additions, the names of fiends: but
    Cuckold! Wittol!--Cuckold! the devil himself hath
    not such a name. Page is an ass, a secure ass: he
    will trust his wife; he will not be jealous. I will
    rather trust a Fleming with my butter, Parson Hugh
    the Welshman with my cheese, an Irishman with my
    aqua-vitae bottle, or a thief to walk my ambling
    gelding, than my wife with herself; then she plots,
    then she ruminates, then she devises; and what they
    think in their hearts they may effect, they will
    break their hearts but they will effect. God be
    praised for my jealousy! Eleven o'clock the hour.
    I will prevent this, detect my wife, be revenged on
    Falstaff, and laugh at Page. I will about it;
    better three hours too soon than a minute too late.
    Fie, fie, fie! cuckold! cuckold! cuckold!

38 III / 2
  • Well met, Mistress Page. Whither go you?
  • Well met, Mistress Page. Whither go you?
  • Mistress Page. O, you are a flattering boy: now I see you'll be a courtier.

    Ford. Well met, Mistress Page. Whither go you?

39 III / 2
  • Ay; and as idle as she may hang together, for want
    of company. I think, if y...
  • Ay; and as idle as she may hang together, for want
    of company. I think, if your husbands were dead,
    you two would marry.
  • Mistress Page. Truly, sir, to see your wife. Is she at home?

    Ford. Ay; and as idle as she may hang together, for want
    of company. I think, if your husbands were dead,
    you two would marry.

40 III / 2
  • Where had you this pretty weather-cock?
  • Where had you this pretty weather-cock?
  • Mistress Page. Be sure of that,--two other husbands.

    Ford. Where had you this pretty weather-cock?

41 III / 2
  • Sir John Falstaff!
  • Sir John Falstaff!
  • Robin. Sir John Falstaff.

    Ford. Sir John Falstaff!

42 III / 2
  • Indeed she is.
  • Indeed she is.
  • Mistress Page. He, he; I can never hit on's name. There is such a
    league between my good man and he! Is your wife at
    home indeed?

    Ford. Indeed she is.

43 III / 2
  • Has Page any brains? hath he any eyes? hath he any
    thinking? Sure, they slee...
  • Has Page any brains? hath he any eyes? hath he any
    thinking? Sure, they sleep; he hath no use of them.
    Why, this boy will carry a letter twenty mile, as
    easy as a cannon will shoot point-blank twelve
    score. He pieces out his wife's inclination; he
    gives her folly motion and advantage: and now she's
    going to my wife, and Falstaff's boy with her. A
    man may hear this shower sing in the wind. And
    Falstaff's boy with her! Good plots, they are laid;
    and our revolted wives share damnation together.
    Well; I will take him, then torture my wife, pluck
    the borrowed veil of modesty from the so seeming
    Mistress Page, divulge Page himself for a secure and
    wilful Actaeon; and to these violent proceedings all
    my neighbours shall cry aim.
    [Clock heard]
    The clock gives me my cue, and my assurance bids me
    search: there I shall find Falstaff: I shall be
    rather praised for this than mocked; for it is as
    positive as the earth is firm that Falstaff is
    there: I will go.
    [Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, SLENDER, Host,]
    SIR HUGH EVANS, DOCTOR CAIUS, and RUGBY]
  • Mistress Page. By your leave, sir: I am sick till I see her.

    Ford. Has Page any brains? hath he any eyes? hath he any
    thinking? Sure, they sleep; he hath no use of them.
    Why, this boy will carry a letter twenty mile, as
    easy as a cannon will shoot point-blank twelve
    score. He pieces out his wife's inclination; he
    gives her folly motion and advantage: and now she's
    going to my wife, and Falstaff's boy with her. A
    man may hear this shower sing in the wind. And
    Falstaff's boy with her! Good plots, they are laid;
    and our revolted wives share damnation together.
    Well; I will take him, then torture my wife, pluck
    the borrowed veil of modesty from the so seeming
    Mistress Page, divulge Page himself for a secure and
    wilful Actaeon; and to these violent proceedings all
    my neighbours shall cry aim.
    [Clock heard]
    The clock gives me my cue, and my assurance bids me
    search: there I shall find Falstaff: I shall be
    rather praised for this than mocked; for it is as
    positive as the earth is firm that Falstaff is
    there: I will go.
    [Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, SLENDER, Host,]
    SIR HUGH EVANS, DOCTOR CAIUS, and RUGBY]

44 III / 2
  • Trust me, a good knot: I have good cheer at home;
    and I pray you all go with...
  • Trust me, a good knot: I have good cheer at home;
    and I pray you all go with me.
  • Robert Shallow. [with Page and others] Well met, Master Ford.

    Ford. Trust me, a good knot: I have good cheer at home;
    and I pray you all go with me.

45 III / 2
  • I beseech you heartily, some of you go home with me
    to dinner: besides your...
  • I beseech you heartily, some of you go home with me
    to dinner: besides your cheer, you shall have
    sport; I will show you a monster. Master doctor,
    you shall go; so shall you, Master Page; and you, Sir Hugh.
  • Page. Not by my consent, I promise you. The gentleman is
    of no having: he kept company with the wild prince
    and Poins; he is of too high a region; he knows too
    much. No, he shall not knit a knot in his fortunes
    with the finger of my substance: if he take her,
    let him take her simply; the wealth I have waits on
    my consent, and my consent goes not that way.

    Ford. I beseech you heartily, some of you go home with me
    to dinner: besides your cheer, you shall have
    sport; I will show you a monster. Master doctor,
    you shall go; so shall you, Master Page; and you, Sir Hugh.

46 III / 2
  • [Aside] I think I shall drink in pipe wine first
    with him; I'll make him dan...
  • [Aside] I think I shall drink in pipe wine first
    with him; I'll make him dance. Will you go, gentles?
  • Host. Farewell, my hearts: I will to my honest knight
    Falstaff, and drink canary with him.

    Ford. [Aside] I think I shall drink in pipe wine first
    with him; I'll make him dance. Will you go, gentles?

47 III / 3
  • Pray you, come near: if I suspect without cause,
    why then make sport at me;...
  • Pray you, come near: if I suspect without cause,
    why then make sport at me; then let me be your jest;
    I deserve it. How now! whither bear you this?
  • Mistress Ford. What, John! Robert! John!
    [Exit ROBIN]
    [Re-enter Servants]
    Go take up these clothes here quickly. Where's the
    cowl-staff? look, how you drumble! Carry them to
    the laundress in Datchet-meat; quickly, come.

    Ford. Pray you, come near: if I suspect without cause,
    why then make sport at me; then let me be your jest;
    I deserve it. How now! whither bear you this?

48 III / 3
  • Buck! I would I could wash myself of the buck!
    Buck, buck, buck! Ay, buck; I...
  • Buck! I would I could wash myself of the buck!
    Buck, buck, buck! Ay, buck; I warrant you, buck;
    and of the season too, it shall appear.
    [Exeunt Servants with the basket]
    Gentlemen, I have dreamed to-night; I'll tell you my
    dream. Here, here, here be my keys: ascend my
    chambers; search, seek, find out: I'll warrant
    we'll unkennel the fox. Let me stop this way first.
    [Locking the door]
    So, now uncape.
  • Mistress Ford. Why, what have you to do whither they bear it? You
    were best meddle with buck-washing.

    Ford. Buck! I would I could wash myself of the buck!
    Buck, buck, buck! Ay, buck; I warrant you, buck;
    and of the season too, it shall appear.
    [Exeunt Servants with the basket]
    Gentlemen, I have dreamed to-night; I'll tell you my
    dream. Here, here, here be my keys: ascend my
    chambers; search, seek, find out: I'll warrant
    we'll unkennel the fox. Let me stop this way first.
    [Locking the door]
    So, now uncape.

49 III / 3
  • True, Master Page. Up, gentlemen: you shall see
    sport anon: follow me, gentl...
  • True, Master Page. Up, gentlemen: you shall see
    sport anon: follow me, gentlemen.
  • Page. Good Master Ford, be contented: you wrong yourself too much.

    Ford. True, Master Page. Up, gentlemen: you shall see
    sport anon: follow me, gentlemen.

50 III / 3
  • I cannot find him: may be the knave bragged of that
    he could not compass.
  • I cannot find him: may be the knave bragged of that
    he could not compass.
  • Mistress Page. We will do it: let him be sent for to-morrow,
    eight o'clock, to have amends.

    Ford. I cannot find him: may be the knave bragged of that
    he could not compass.

51 III / 3
  • Ay, I do so.
  • Ay, I do so.
  • Mistress Ford. You use me well, Master Ford, do you?

    Ford. Ay, I do so.

52 III / 3
  • Amen!
  • Amen!
  • Mistress Ford. Heaven make you better than your thoughts!

    Ford. Amen!

53 III / 3
  • Ay, ay; I must bear it.
  • Ay, ay; I must bear it.
  • Mistress Page. You do yourself mighty wrong, Master Ford.

    Ford. Ay, ay; I must bear it.

54 III / 3
  • 'Tis my fault, Master Page: I suffer for it.
  • 'Tis my fault, Master Page: I suffer for it.
  • Page. Fie, fie, Master Ford! are you not ashamed? What
    spirit, what devil suggests this imagination? I
    would not ha' your distemper in this kind for the
    wealth of Windsor Castle.

    Ford. 'Tis my fault, Master Page: I suffer for it.

55 III / 3
  • Well, I promised you a dinner. Come, come, walk in
    the Park: I pray you, par...
  • Well, I promised you a dinner. Come, come, walk in
    the Park: I pray you, pardon me; I will hereafter
    make known to you why I have done this. Come,
    wife; come, Mistress Page. I pray you, pardon me;
    pray heartily, pardon me.
  • Doctor Caius. By gar, I see 'tis an honest woman.

    Ford. Well, I promised you a dinner. Come, come, walk in
    the Park: I pray you, pardon me; I will hereafter
    make known to you why I have done this. Come,
    wife; come, Mistress Page. I pray you, pardon me;
    pray heartily, pardon me.

56 III / 3
  • Any thing.
  • Any thing.
  • Page. Let's go in, gentlemen; but, trust me, we'll mock
    him. I do invite you to-morrow morning to my house
    to breakfast: after, we'll a-birding together; I
    have a fine hawk for the bush. Shall it be so?

    Ford. Any thing.

57 III / 3
  • Pray you, go, Master Page.
  • Pray you, go, Master Page.
  • Doctor Caius. If dere be one or two, I shall make-a the turd.

    Ford. Pray you, go, Master Page.

58 III / 5
  • Bless you, sir!
  • Bless you, sir!
  • Falstaff. I marvel I hear not of Master Brook; he sent me word
    to stay within: I like his money well. O, here he comes.

    Ford. Bless you, sir!

59 III / 5
  • That, indeed, Sir John, is my business.
  • That, indeed, Sir John, is my business.
  • Falstaff. Now, master Brook, you come to know what hath passed
    between me and Ford's wife?

    Ford. That, indeed, Sir John, is my business.

60 III / 5
  • And sped you, sir?
  • And sped you, sir?
  • Falstaff. Master Brook, I will not lie to you: I was at her
    house the hour she appointed me.

    Ford. And sped you, sir?

61 III / 5
  • How so, sir? Did she change her determination?
  • How so, sir? Did she change her determination?
  • Falstaff. Very ill-favoredly, Master Brook.

    Ford. How so, sir? Did she change her determination?

62 III / 5
  • What, while you were there?
  • What, while you were there?
  • Falstaff. No, Master Brook; but the peaking Cornuto her
    husband, Master Brook, dwelling in a continual
    'larum of jealousy, comes me in the instant of our
    encounter, after we had embraced, kissed, protested,
    and, as it were, spoke the prologue of our comedy;
    and at his heels a rabble of his companions, thither
    provoked and instigated by his distemper, and,
    forsooth, to search his house for his wife's love.

    Ford. What, while you were there?

63 III / 5
  • And did he search for you, and could not find you?
  • And did he search for you, and could not find you?
  • Falstaff. While I was there.

    Ford. And did he search for you, and could not find you?

64 III / 5
  • A buck-basket!
  • A buck-basket!
  • Falstaff. You shall hear. As good luck would have it, comes
    in one Mistress Page; gives intelligence of Ford's
    approach; and, in her invention and Ford's wife's
    distraction, they conveyed me into a buck-basket.

    Ford. A buck-basket!

65 III / 5
  • And how long lay you there?
  • And how long lay you there?
  • Falstaff. By the Lord, a buck-basket! rammed me in with foul
    shirts and smocks, socks, foul stockings, greasy
    napkins; that, Master Brook, there was the rankest
    compound of villanous smell that ever offended nostril.

    Ford. And how long lay you there?

66 III / 5
  • In good sadness, I am sorry that for my sake you
    have sufferd all this. My s...
  • In good sadness, I am sorry that for my sake you
    have sufferd all this. My suit then is desperate;
    you'll undertake her no more?
  • Falstaff. Nay, you shall hear, Master Brook, what I have
    suffered to bring this woman to evil for your good.
    Being thus crammed in the basket, a couple of Ford's
    knaves, his hinds, were called forth by their
    mistress to carry me in the name of foul clothes to
    Datchet-lane: they took me on their shoulders; met
    the jealous knave their master in the door, who
    asked them once or twice what they had in their
    basket: I quaked for fear, lest the lunatic knave
    would have searched it; but fate, ordaining he
    should be a cuckold, held his hand. Well: on went he
    for a search, and away went I for foul clothes. But
    mark the sequel, Master Brook: I suffered the pangs
    of three several deaths; first, an intolerable
    fright, to be detected with a jealous rotten
    bell-wether; next, to be compassed, like a good
    bilbo, in the circumference of a peck, hilt to
    point, heel to head; and then, to be stopped in,
    like a strong distillation, with stinking clothes
    that fretted in their own grease: think of that,--a
    man of my kidney,--think of that,--that am as subject
    to heat as butter; a man of continual dissolution
    and thaw: it was a miracle to scape suffocation.
    And in the height of this bath, when I was more than
    half stewed in grease, like a Dutch dish, to be
    thrown into the Thames, and cooled, glowing hot,
    in that surge, like a horse-shoe; think of
    that,--hissing hot,--think of that, Master Brook.

    Ford. In good sadness, I am sorry that for my sake you
    have sufferd all this. My suit then is desperate;
    you'll undertake her no more?

67 III / 5
  • 'Tis past eight already, sir.
  • 'Tis past eight already, sir.
  • Falstaff. Master Brook, I will be thrown into Etna, as I have
    been into Thames, ere I will leave her thus. Her
    husband is this morning gone a-birding: I have
    received from her another embassy of meeting; 'twixt
    eight and nine is the hour, Master Brook.

    Ford. 'Tis past eight already, sir.

68 III / 5
  • Hum! ha! is this a vision? is this a dream? do I
    sleep? Master Ford awake! a...
  • Hum! ha! is this a vision? is this a dream? do I
    sleep? Master Ford awake! awake, Master Ford!
    there's a hole made in your best coat, Master Ford.
    This 'tis to be married! this 'tis to have linen
    and buck-baskets! Well, I will proclaim myself
    what I am: I will now take the lecher; he is at my
    house; he cannot 'scape me; 'tis impossible he
    should; he cannot creep into a halfpenny purse,
    nor into a pepper-box: but, lest the devil that
    guides him should aid him, I will search
    impossible places. Though what I am I cannot avoid,
    yet to be what I would not shall not make me tame:
    if I have horns to make one mad, let the proverb go
    with me: I'll be horn-mad.
  • Falstaff. Is it? I will then address me to my appointment.
    Come to me at your convenient leisure, and you shall
    know how I speed; and the conclusion shall be
    crowned with your enjoying her. Adieu. You shall
    have her, Master Brook; Master Brook, you shall
    cuckold Ford.

    Ford. Hum! ha! is this a vision? is this a dream? do I
    sleep? Master Ford awake! awake, Master Ford!
    there's a hole made in your best coat, Master Ford.
    This 'tis to be married! this 'tis to have linen
    and buck-baskets! Well, I will proclaim myself
    what I am: I will now take the lecher; he is at my
    house; he cannot 'scape me; 'tis impossible he
    should; he cannot creep into a halfpenny purse,
    nor into a pepper-box: but, lest the devil that
    guides him should aid him, I will search
    impossible places. Though what I am I cannot avoid,
    yet to be what I would not shall not make me tame:
    if I have horns to make one mad, let the proverb go
    with me: I'll be horn-mad.

69 IV / 2
  • Which way should be go? how should I bestow him?
    Shall I put him into the ba...
  • Which way should be go? how should I bestow him?
    Shall I put him into the basket again?
  • Mistress Page. Why then you are utterly shamed, and he's but a dead
    man. What a woman are you!--Away with him, away
    with him! better shame than murder.

    Ford. Which way should be go? how should I bestow him?
    Shall I put him into the basket again?

70 IV / 2
  • Ay, but if it prove true, Master Page, have you any
    way then to unfool me ag...
  • Ay, but if it prove true, Master Page, have you any
    way then to unfool me again? Set down the basket,
    villain! Somebody call my wife. Youth in a basket!
    O you panderly rascals! there's a knot, a ging, a
    pack, a conspiracy against me: now shall the devil
    be shamed. What, wife, I say! Come, come forth!
    Behold what honest clothes you send forth to bleaching!
  • First Servant. I hope not; I had as lief bear so much lead.

    Ford. Ay, but if it prove true, Master Page, have you any
    way then to unfool me again? Set down the basket,
    villain! Somebody call my wife. Youth in a basket!
    O you panderly rascals! there's a knot, a ging, a
    pack, a conspiracy against me: now shall the devil
    be shamed. What, wife, I say! Come, come forth!
    Behold what honest clothes you send forth to bleaching!

71 IV / 2
  • So say I too, sir.
    [Re-enter MISTRESS FORD]
    Come hither, Mistress Ford;...
  • So say I too, sir.
    [Re-enter MISTRESS FORD]
    Come hither, Mistress Ford; Mistress Ford the honest
    woman, the modest wife, the virtuous creature, that
    hath the jealous fool to her husband! I suspect
    without cause, mistress, do I?
  • Robert Shallow. Indeed, Master Ford, this is not well, indeed.

    Ford. So say I too, sir.
    [Re-enter MISTRESS FORD]
    Come hither, Mistress Ford; Mistress Ford the honest
    woman, the modest wife, the virtuous creature, that
    hath the jealous fool to her husband! I suspect
    without cause, mistress, do I?

72 IV / 2
  • Well said, brazen-face! hold it out. Come forth, sirrah!
  • Well said, brazen-face! hold it out. Come forth, sirrah!
  • Mistress Ford. Heaven be my witness you do, if you suspect me in
    any dishonesty.

    Ford. Well said, brazen-face! hold it out. Come forth, sirrah!

73 IV / 2
  • I shall find you anon.
  • I shall find you anon.
  • Mistress Ford. Are you not ashamed? let the clothes alone.

    Ford. I shall find you anon.

74 IV / 2
  • Empty the basket, I say!
  • Empty the basket, I say!
  • Sir Hugh Evans. 'Tis unreasonable! Will you take up your wife's
    clothes? Come away.

    Ford. Empty the basket, I say!

75 IV / 2
  • Master Page, as I am a man, there was one conveyed
    out of my house yesterday...
  • Master Page, as I am a man, there was one conveyed
    out of my house yesterday in this basket: why may
    not he be there again? In my house I am sure he is:
    my intelligence is true; my jealousy is reasonable.
    Pluck me out all the linen.
  • Mistress Ford. Why, man, why?

    Ford. Master Page, as I am a man, there was one conveyed
    out of my house yesterday in this basket: why may
    not he be there again? In my house I am sure he is:
    my intelligence is true; my jealousy is reasonable.
    Pluck me out all the linen.

76 IV / 2
  • Well, he's not here I seek for.
  • Well, he's not here I seek for.
  • Sir Hugh Evans. Master Ford, you must pray, and not follow the
    imaginations of your own heart: this is jealousies.

    Ford. Well, he's not here I seek for.

77 IV / 2
  • Help to search my house this one time. If I find
    not what I seek, show no co...
  • Help to search my house this one time. If I find
    not what I seek, show no colour for my extremity; let
    me for ever be your table-sport; let them say of
    me, 'As jealous as Ford, Chat searched a hollow
    walnut for his wife's leman.' Satisfy me once more;
    once more search with me.
  • Page. No, nor nowhere else but in your brain.

    Ford. Help to search my house this one time. If I find
    not what I seek, show no colour for my extremity; let
    me for ever be your table-sport; let them say of
    me, 'As jealous as Ford, Chat searched a hollow
    walnut for his wife's leman.' Satisfy me once more;
    once more search with me.

78 IV / 2
  • Old woman! what old woman's that?
  • Old woman! what old woman's that?
  • Mistress Ford. What, ho, Mistress Page! come you and the old woman
    down; my husband will come into the chamber.

    Ford. Old woman! what old woman's that?

79 IV / 2
  • A witch, a quean, an old cozening quean! Have I not
    forbid her my house? She...
  • A witch, a quean, an old cozening quean! Have I not
    forbid her my house? She comes of errands, does
    she? We are simple men; we do not know what's
    brought to pass under the profession of
    fortune-telling. She works by charms, by spells,
    by the figure, and such daubery as this is, beyond
    our element we know nothing. Come down, you witch,
    you hag, you; come down, I say!
  • Mistress Ford. Nay, it is my maid's aunt of Brentford.

    Ford. A witch, a quean, an old cozening quean! Have I not
    forbid her my house? She comes of errands, does
    she? We are simple men; we do not know what's
    brought to pass under the profession of
    fortune-telling. She works by charms, by spells,
    by the figure, and such daubery as this is, beyond
    our element we know nothing. Come down, you witch,
    you hag, you; come down, I say!

80 IV / 2
  • I'll prat her.
    [Beating him]
    Out of my door, you witch, you hag, you bag...
  • I'll prat her.
    [Beating him]
    Out of my door, you witch, you hag, you baggage, you
    polecat, you runyon! out, out! I'll conjure you,
    I'll fortune-tell you.
  • Mistress Page. Come, Mother Prat; come, give me your hand.

    Ford. I'll prat her.
    [Beating him]
    Out of my door, you witch, you hag, you baggage, you
    polecat, you runyon! out, out! I'll conjure you,
    I'll fortune-tell you.

81 IV / 2
  • Hang her, witch!
  • Hang her, witch!
  • Mistress Ford. Nay, he will do it. 'Tis a goodly credit for you.

    Ford. Hang her, witch!

82 IV / 2
  • Will you follow, gentlemen? I beseech you, follow;
    see but the issue of my j...
  • Will you follow, gentlemen? I beseech you, follow;
    see but the issue of my jealousy: if I cry out thus
    upon no trail, never trust me when I open again.
  • Sir Hugh Evans. By the yea and no, I think the 'oman is a witch
    indeed: I like not when a 'oman has a great peard;
    I spy a great peard under his muffler.

    Ford. Will you follow, gentlemen? I beseech you, follow;
    see but the issue of my jealousy: if I cry out thus
    upon no trail, never trust me when I open again.

83 IV / 4
  • Pardon me, wife. Henceforth do what thou wilt;
    I rather will suspect the sun...
  • Pardon me, wife. Henceforth do what thou wilt;
    I rather will suspect the sun with cold
    Than thee with wantonness: now doth thy honour stand
    In him that was of late an heretic,
    As firm as faith.
  • Mistress Page. Within a quarter of an hour.

    Ford. Pardon me, wife. Henceforth do what thou wilt;
    I rather will suspect the sun with cold
    Than thee with wantonness: now doth thy honour stand
    In him that was of late an heretic,
    As firm as faith.

84 IV / 4
  • There is no better way than that they spoke of.
  • There is no better way than that they spoke of.
  • Page. 'Tis well, 'tis well; no more:
    Be not as extreme in submission
    As in offence.
    But let our plot go forward: let our wives
    Yet once again, to make us public sport,
    Appoint a meeting with this old fat fellow,
    Where we may take him and disgrace him for it.

    Ford. There is no better way than that they spoke of.

85 IV / 4
  • The children must
    Be practised well to this, or they'll ne'er do't.
  • The children must
    Be practised well to this, or they'll ne'er do't.
  • Mistress Page. The truth being known,
    We'll all present ourselves, dis-horn the spirit,
    And mock him home to Windsor.

    Ford. The children must
    Be practised well to this, or they'll ne'er do't.

86 IV / 4
  • That will be excellent. I'll go and buy them vizards.
  • That will be excellent. I'll go and buy them vizards.
  • Sir Hugh Evans. I will teach the children their behaviors; and I
    will be like a jack-an-apes also, to burn the
    knight with my taber.

    Ford. That will be excellent. I'll go and buy them vizards.

87 IV / 4
  • Nay I'll to him again in name of Brook
    He'll tell me all his purpose: sure,...
  • Nay I'll to him again in name of Brook
    He'll tell me all his purpose: sure, he'll come.
  • Page. That silk will I go buy.
    [Aside]
    And in that time
    Shall Master Slender steal my Nan away
    And marry her at Eton. Go send to Falstaff straight.

    Ford. Nay I'll to him again in name of Brook
    He'll tell me all his purpose: sure, he'll come.

88 V / 1
  • Went you not to her yesterday, sir, as you told me
    you had appointed?
  • Went you not to her yesterday, sir, as you told me
    you had appointed?
  • Falstaff. Away, I say; time wears: hold up your head, and mince.
    [Exit MISTRESS QUICKLY]
    [Enter FORD]
    How now, Master Brook! Master Brook, the matter
    will be known to-night, or never. Be you in the
    Park about midnight, at Herne's oak, and you shall
    see wonders.

    Ford. Went you not to her yesterday, sir, as you told me
    you had appointed?

89 V / 5
  • Now, sir, who's a cuckold now? Master Brook,
    Falstaff's a knave, a cuckoldly...
  • Now, sir, who's a cuckold now? Master Brook,
    Falstaff's a knave, a cuckoldly knave; here are his
    horns, Master Brook: and, Master Brook, he hath
    enjoyed nothing of Ford's but his buck-basket, his
    cudgel, and twenty pounds of money, which must be
    paid to Master Brook; his horses are arrested for
    it, Master Brook.
  • Mistress Page. I pray you, come, hold up the jest no higher
    Now, good Sir John, how like you Windsor wives?
    See you these, husband? do not these fair yokes
    Become the forest better than the town?

    Ford. Now, sir, who's a cuckold now? Master Brook,
    Falstaff's a knave, a cuckoldly knave; here are his
    horns, Master Brook: and, Master Brook, he hath
    enjoyed nothing of Ford's but his buck-basket, his
    cudgel, and twenty pounds of money, which must be
    paid to Master Brook; his horses are arrested for
    it, Master Brook.

90 V / 5
  • Ay, and an ox too: both the proofs are extant.
  • Ay, and an ox too: both the proofs are extant.
  • Falstaff. I do begin to perceive that I am made an ass.

    Ford. Ay, and an ox too: both the proofs are extant.

91 V / 5
  • Well said, fairy Hugh.
  • Well said, fairy Hugh.
  • Sir Hugh Evans. Sir John Falstaff, serve Got, and leave your
    desires, and fairies will not pinse you.

    Ford. Well said, fairy Hugh.

92 V / 5
  • I will never mistrust my wife again till thou art
    able to woo her in good En...
  • I will never mistrust my wife again till thou art
    able to woo her in good English.
  • Sir Hugh Evans. And leave your jealousies too, I pray you.

    Ford. I will never mistrust my wife again till thou art
    able to woo her in good English.

93 V / 5
  • What, a hodge-pudding? a bag of flax?
  • What, a hodge-pudding? a bag of flax?
  • Mistress Page. Why Sir John, do you think, though we would have the
    virtue out of our hearts by the head and shoulders
    and have given ourselves without scruple to hell,
    that ever the devil could have made you our delight?

    Ford. What, a hodge-pudding? a bag of flax?

94 V / 5
  • And one that is as slanderous as Satan?
  • And one that is as slanderous as Satan?
  • Page. Old, cold, withered and of intolerable entrails?

    Ford. And one that is as slanderous as Satan?

95 V / 5
  • And as wicked as his wife?
  • And as wicked as his wife?
  • Page. And as poor as Job?

    Ford. And as wicked as his wife?

96 V / 5
  • Marry, sir, we'll bring you to Windsor, to one
    Master Brook, that you have c...
  • Marry, sir, we'll bring you to Windsor, to one
    Master Brook, that you have cozened of money, to
    whom you should have been a pander: over and above
    that you have suffered, I think to repay that money
    will be a biting affliction.
  • Falstaff. Well, I am your theme: you have the start of me; I
    am dejected; I am not able to answer the Welsh
    flannel; ignorance itself is a plummet o'er me: use
    me as you will.

    Ford. Marry, sir, we'll bring you to Windsor, to one
    Master Brook, that you have cozened of money, to
    whom you should have been a pander: over and above
    that you have suffered, I think to repay that money
    will be a biting affliction.

97 V / 5
  • This is strange. Who hath got the right Anne?
  • This is strange. Who hath got the right Anne?
  • Doctor Caius. Ay, by gar, and 'tis a boy: by gar, I'll raise all Windsor.

    Ford. This is strange. Who hath got the right Anne?

98 V / 5
  • Stand not amazed; here is no remedy:
    In love the heavens themselves do guide...
  • Stand not amazed; here is no remedy:
    In love the heavens themselves do guide the state;
    Money buys lands, and wives are sold by fate.
  • Fenton. You do amaze her: hear the truth of it.
    You would have married her most shamefully,
    Where there was no proportion held in love.
    The truth is, she and I, long since contracted,
    Are now so sure that nothing can dissolve us.
    The offence is holy that she hath committed;
    And this deceit loses the name of craft,
    Of disobedience, or unduteous title,
    Since therein she doth evitate and shun
    A thousand irreligious cursed hours,
    Which forced marriage would have brought upon her.

    Ford. Stand not amazed; here is no remedy:
    In love the heavens themselves do guide the state;
    Money buys lands, and wives are sold by fate.

99 V / 5
  • Let it be so. Sir John,
    To Master Brook you yet shall hold your word
    For...
  • Let it be so. Sir John,
    To Master Brook you yet shall hold your word
    For he tonight shall lie with Mistress Ford.
  • Mistress Page. Well, I will muse no further. Master Fenton,
    Heaven give you many, many merry days!
    Good husband, let us every one go home,
    And laugh this sport o'er by a country fire;
    Sir John and all.

    Ford. Let it be so. Sir John,
    To Master Brook you yet shall hold your word
    For he tonight shall lie with Mistress Ford.

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