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A room in PAGE'S house.
[Enter FENTON and ANNE PAGE]
FENTON
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I see | I can|not get | thy fath|er's love,
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Therefore | no more | turn me | to him |(sweet^Nan).
ANNE PAGE
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Alas,| how then?
FENTON
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Why thou | must be | thyself.
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He doth | object,| I am | too* great | of birth,
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And that | my state | being galled | with my |
expense,
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I seek | to heal | it on|ly by | his wealth.
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Besides these, oth|er bars | he lays | before
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My / riots past,| my wild | soci|eties,
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And tells | me 'tis | a thing | impos|sible
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I should | love thee,| but as | a prop|erty.
ANNE PAGE
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Maybe | he tells | you true.
FENTON
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No,| || heaven | so speed | me in | my time | to
come,
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Albeit | I will | confess,| thy fath|er's wealth
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Was the / first mot|ive that | I wooed | thee
(Anne):
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Yet woo|ing thee,| I found | thee of more | value
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Than stamps | in gold,| or sums | in seal|ed
bags:
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And 'tis | the ve|ry rich|es of | thyself,
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That now | I aim | at.
ANNE PAGE
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Gentle | Master | Fenton,
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Yet seek | my fath|er's love,| still seek it sir,
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If op|portun|ity | and humb|lest suit
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Cannot at|tain it,| why then | hark you | hither.
[They converse apart. Enter SHALLOW, SLENDER, and MISTRESS QUICKLY]
SHALLOW
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Break their talk | Mistress | Quickly,
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My kins|man shall | speak for | himself. (tetra
with prev)
SLENDER
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I'll make | a shaft | or a bolt | on it, 'slid,|
'tis but vent||uring.
SHALLOW
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Be not | dismayed.
SLENDER
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No, she | shall not | dismay || me:
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I / care not | for that,| but that | I am
afeard.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
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Hark ye,| Master | Slender would | speak a
| word with you.
ANNE PAGE
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I come | to him.| This is | my fath|er's choice:
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O what a | world of | vile ill-fav|ored faults
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Looks^hand|some in / three hund|red pounds | a year?
MISTRESS QUICKLY
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And how does good | Master | Fenton?
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Pray you | a word | with you.|
(tetra with prev)
SHALLOW
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She's com|ing; to | her coz:
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O boy,| thou hadst a | father. (tri with
prev)
SLENDER
I had a father (Mistress Anne) my uncle can tell you good jests of him: Pray
you uncle tell Mistress Anne the jest how my father stole two geese out
of a pen, good uncle.
SHALLOW
Mistress Anne, my cousin loves you.
SLENDER
Aye that I do, as well as I love any woman in Gloucestershire.
SHALLOW
He will maintain you like a gentlewoman.
SLENDER
Aye that I will, come cut and long-tail, under the degree of a squire.
SHALLOW
He will make you a hundred and fifty pounds jointure.
ANNE PAGE
Good Master Shallow, let him woo for himself.
SHALLOW
Marry I thank you for it: I thank you for that good comfort: She calls you (coz) I'll leave you.
ANNE PAGE
Now Master Slender.
SLENDER
Now good Mistress Anne.
ANNE PAGE
What is your will?
SLENDER
My will? 'od's heartlings, that's a pretty jest indeed: I nere made my will
yet (I thank heaven) I am not such a sickly creature, I give heaven praise.
ANNE PAGE
I mean (Master Slender) what would you with me?
SLENDER
Truly, for mine own part, I would little or nothing with you: Your father
and my uncle hath made motions: if it be my luck, so; if not, happy man be
his dole, They can tell you how things go, better than I can: you may ask
your father, here he comes.
[Enter PAGE and MISTRESS PAGE]
PAGE
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Now Mast|er Slend|er; love | him daught|er Anne.
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Why how now?| what does mast|er Fent|on here?
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You wrong | me sir,| thus^still | to haunt | my
house.
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I told | you sir,| my daught/er is di|sposed of.
FENTON
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Nay Mast|er Page,| be not | impa|tient.
MISTRESS PAGE
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Good Mast|er Fent|on, come | not to | my child.
PAGE
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She is / no match | for you.
FENTON
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Sir, will you | hear me?
PAGE
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No, good | Master | Fenton.
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Come^Mast|er Shal|low: come | son^Slend|er, in;
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Knowing
my | mind, you | wrong me |(Master | Fenton).
[Exeunt PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER]
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Speak to Mistress Page.
FENTON
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Good* Mist|ress Page,| for that I | love your |
daughter
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In such | a right|eous fash|ion as | I do,
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Perforce,| against | all* checks,| rebukes,| and
man||ners,
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I | must^advance | the col|ors of | my love,
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And not | retire.| Let me | have your | good*
will.
ANNE PAGE
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Good moth|er, do | not mar|ry me to / yond fool.
MISTRESS PAGE
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I mean | it not,| I seek | you a better
| husband.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
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That's my | master,| master | doctor.|
ANNE PAGE
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Alas | I had rath|er be / set quick | in the
earth,
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And bowled | to death | with turn|ips. \\
MISTRESS PAGE
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Come,| trouble | not your|self good*| Master
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Fenton,| I will not | be your friend,| nor en|emy:
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My daught/er will I | question | how she | loves you,
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And as / I find | her, so am | I af|fected:
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Till then,| farewell | sir, she | must needs |
go in,
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Her fath|er will | be ang|ry. \\
FENTON
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Fare/well gent|le mist|ress: fare/well, Nan.
[Exeunt MISTRESS PAGE and ANNE PAGE]
MISTRESS QUICKLY
This is my doing now: Nay, said I, will you cast away your child on a fool,
and a physician: Look on Master Fenton, this is my doing.
FENTON
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I thank | thee: and | I pray | thee once | tonight,
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Give my | sweet^Nan | this ring:|
there's for | thy pains.
MISTRESS QUICKLY
Now heaven send thee good fortune, A kind heart he hath: a woman would run
through fire and water for such a kind heart. But yet, I would my master had
Mistress Anne, or I would Master Slender had her: or (in sooth) I would
Master Fenton had her; I will do what I can for them all three, for so I
have promised, and I'll be as good as my word, but speciously for Master
Fenton. Well, I must of another errand to Sir John Falstaff from my two
mistresses: what a beast am I to slack it.
[Exit]