The Complete Works of William Shakespeare - Israel Gollancz William Shakespeare [738]
Master Page, we have some salt of our youth in us; we are
the sons of women, Master Page.
PAGE.
'Tis true, Master Shallow.
SHALLOW.
It will be found so, Master Page. Master Doctor
CAIUS, I come to fetch you home. I am sworn of the peace;
you have show'd yourself a wise physician, and Sir Hugh
hath shown himself a wise and patient churchman. You
must go with me, Master Doctor.
HOST.
Pardon, Guest Justice. A word, Mounseur Mockwater.
CAIUS.
Mock-vater! Vat is dat?
HOST.
Mockwater, in our English tongue, is valour, bully.
CAIUS.
By gar, then I have as much mockvater as de Englishman.
Scurvy jack-dog priest! By gar, me vill cut his ears.
HOST.
He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully.
CAIUS.
Clapper-de-claw! Vat is dat?
HOST.
That is, he will make thee amends.
CAIUS.
By gar, me do look he shall clapper-de-claw me; for,
by gar, me vill have it.
HOST.
And I will provoke him to't, or let him wag.
CAIUS.
Me tank you for dat.
HOST.
And, moreover, bully-but first: [Aside to the others]
Master Guest, and Master Page, and eke Cavaleiro Slender,
go you through the town to Frogmore.
PAGE.
[Aside] Sir Hugh is there, is he?
HOST.
[Aside] He is there. See what humour he is in; and
I will bring the doctor about by the fields. Will it do well?
SHALLOW.
[Aside] We will do it.
PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER. Adieu, good Master Doctor.
Exeunt PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER
CAIUS.
By gar, me vill kill de priest; for he speak for a jack-
an-ape to Anne Page.
HOST.
Let him die. Sheathe thy impatience; throw cold water
on thy choler; go about the fields with me through Frogmore;
I will bring thee where Mistress Anne Page is, at a a
farm-house, a-feasting; and thou shalt woo her. Cried
game! Said I well?
CAIUS.
By gar, me dank you vor dat; by gar, I love you; and
I shall procure-a you de good guest, de earl, de knight, de
lords, de gentlemen, my patients.
HOST.
For the which I will be thy adversary toward Anne
Page. Said I well?
CAIUS.
By gar, 'tis good; vell said.
HOST.
Let us wag, then.
CAIUS.
Come at my heels, Jack Rugby. Exeunt
ACT III SCENE 1.
A field near Frogmore
Enter SIR HUGH EVANS and SIMPLE
EVANS.
I pray you now, good Master Slender's serving-man,
and friend Simple by your name, which way have you
look'd for Master Caius, that calls himself Doctor of Physic?
SIMPLE.
Marry, sir, the pittie-ward, the park-ward; every
way; old Windsor way, and every way but the town way.
EVANS.
I most fehemently desire you you will also look that way.
SIMPLE.
I will, Sir. Exit
EVANS. Pless my soul, how full of chollors I am, and trempling
of mind! I shall be glad if he have deceived me. How
melancholies I am! I will knog his urinals about his knave's
costard when I have goot opportunities for the ork. Pless
my soul! [Sings]
To shallow rivers, to whose falls
Melodious birds sings madrigals;
There will we make our peds of roses,
And a thousand fragrant posies.
To shallow-
Mercy on me! I have a great dispositions to cry. [Sings]
Melodious birds sing madrigals-
Whenas I sat in Pabylon-
And a thousand vagram posies.
To shallow, etc.
Re-enter SIMPLE
SIMPLE.
Yonder he is, coming this way, Sir Hugh.
EVANS.
He's welcome. [Sings]
To shallow rivers, to whose falls-
Heaven prosper the right! What weapons is he?
SIMPLE.
No weapons, sir. There comes my master, Master
Shallow, and another gentleman, from Frogmore, over the stile, this way.
EVANS.
Pray you give me my gown; or else keep it in your
arms. [Takes out a book]
Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER
SHALLOW.
How now, Master Parson! Good morrow, good
Sir Hugh. Keep a gamester from the dice, and a good student
from his book, and it is wonderful.
SLENDER.
[Aside] Ah, sweet Anne Page!
PAGE.
Save you, good Sir Hugh!
EVANS.
Pless you from his mercy sake, all of you!
SHALLOW.
What, the sword and the word! Do you study
them both, Master Parson?
PAGE.
And youthful still, in your doublet and hose, this