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     Enter 
     SIR HUGH EVANS (with a book and a sword) and 
     SIMPLE (carrying Sir Hugh’s gown). 
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     Enter 
     SIR HUGH EVANS (with a book and a sword) and 
     SIMPLE (carrying Sir Hugh’s gown). 
     | 
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     SIR HUGH 
     I pray you now, good Master Slender’s servingman and friend Simple by your name, which way have you looked for Master Caius, that calls himself doctor of physic? |  
     SIR HUGH 
     I pray you now, good Master Slender’s servingman and friend Simple by your name, which way have you looked for Master Caius, that calls himself doctor of physic? | 
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     SIMPLE 
      5 
    Marry, sir, the Petty-ward, the Park-ward, every way; Old Windsor way, and every way but the town way. |  
     SIMPLE 
      5 
    Marry, sir, the Petty-ward, the Park-ward, every way; Old Windsor way, and every way but the town way. | 
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     SIR HUGH 
     I most fehemently desire you, you will also look that way. |  
     SIR HUGH 
     I most fehemently desire you, you will also look that way. | 
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     SIMPLE 
      10 
    I will, sir. 
    
      He exits. |  
     SIMPLE 
      10 
    I will, sir. 
    
      He exits. | 
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     SIR HUGH 
     Pless my soul, how full of cholers 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 good  15 
    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.  20 
    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.  25 
    To shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sings madrigals. |  
     SIR HUGH 
     Pless my soul, how full of cholers 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 good  15 
    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.  20 
    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.  25 
    To shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sings madrigals. | 
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     Enter 
     SIMPLE. 
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     Enter 
     SIMPLE. 
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     SIMPLE 
     Yonder he is, coming this way, Sir Hugh. |  
     SIMPLE 
     Yonder he is, coming this way, Sir Hugh. | 
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     SIR HUGH 
     He’s welcome.  
     (Sings.) 
     To shallow rivers, to whose falls—  30 
    Heaven prosper the right! What weapons is he? |  
     SIR HUGH 
     He’s welcome.  
     (Sings.) 
     To shallow rivers, to whose falls—  30 
    Heaven prosper the right! What weapons is he? | 
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     SIMPLE 
     No weapons, sir. There comes my master, Master Shallow, and another gentleman, from Frogmore, over the stile, this way. |  
     SIMPLE 
     No weapons, sir. There comes my master, Master Shallow, and another gentleman, from Frogmore, over the stile, this way. | 
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     SIR HUGH 
     Pray you, give me my gown—or else keep it  35 
    in your arms. |  
     SIR HUGH 
     Pray you, give me my gown—or else keep it  35 
    in your arms. | 
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     Enter 
     PAGE, 
     SHALLOW, and 
     SLENDER. 
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     Enter 
     PAGE, 
     SHALLOW, and 
     SLENDER. 
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     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. |  
     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. | 
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     SLENDER 
    , 
    
      aside 
      40 
    Ah, sweet Anne Page! |  
     SLENDER 
    , 
    
      aside 
      40 
    Ah, sweet Anne Page! | 
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     PAGE 
     God save you, good Sir Hugh! |  
     PAGE 
     God save you, good Sir Hugh! | 
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     SIR HUGH 
     God pless you from His mercy sake, all of you! |  
     SIR HUGH 
     God pless you from His mercy sake, all of you! | 
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     SHALLOW 
     What, the sword and the word? Do you  45 
    study them both, Master Parson? |  
     SHALLOW 
     What, the sword and the word? Do you  45 
    study them both, Master Parson? | 
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     PAGE 
     And youthful still—in your doublet and hose this raw rheumatic day? |  
     PAGE 
     And youthful still—in your doublet and hose this raw rheumatic day? | 
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     SIR HUGH 
     There is reasons and causes for it. |  
     SIR HUGH 
     There is reasons and causes for it. | 
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     PAGE 
     We are come to you to do a good office, Master  50 
    Parson. |  
     PAGE 
     We are come to you to do a good office, Master  50 
    Parson. | 
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     SIR HUGH 
     Fery well. What is it? |  
     SIR HUGH 
     Fery well. What is it? | 
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     PAGE 
     Yonder is a most reverend gentleman who, belike having received wrong by some person, is at most odds with his own gravity and patience that  55 
    ever you saw. |  
     PAGE 
     Yonder is a most reverend gentleman who, belike having received wrong by some person, is at most odds with his own gravity and patience that  55 
    ever you saw. | 
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     SHALLOW 
     I have lived fourscore years and upward. I never heard a man of his place, gravity, and learning so wide of his own respect. |  
     SHALLOW 
     I have lived fourscore years and upward. I never heard a man of his place, gravity, and learning so wide of his own respect. | 
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     SIR HUGH 
     What is he? |  
     SIR HUGH 
     What is he? | 
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     PAGE 
      60 
    I think you know him: Master Doctor Caius, the renowned French physician. |  
     PAGE 
      60 
    I think you know him: Master Doctor Caius, the renowned French physician. | 
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     SIR HUGH 
     Got’s will and His passion of my heart! I had as lief you would tell me of a mess of porridge. |  
     SIR HUGH 
     Got’s will and His passion of my heart! I had as lief you would tell me of a mess of porridge. | 
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     PAGE 
     Why? |  
     PAGE 
     Why? | 
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     SIR HUGH 
      65 
    He has no more knowledge in Hibbocrates and Galen—and he is a knave besides, a cowardly knave as you would desires to be acquainted withal. |  
     SIR HUGH 
      65 
    He has no more knowledge in Hibbocrates and Galen—and he is a knave besides, a cowardly knave as you would desires to be acquainted withal. | 
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     PAGE 
    , 
    
      to 
     SHALLOW 
     I warrant you, he’s the man should  70 
    fight with him. |  
     PAGE 
    , 
    
      to 
     SHALLOW 
     I warrant you, he’s the man should  70 
    fight with him. | 
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     SLENDER 
    , 
    
      aside 
     O, sweet Anne Page! |  
     SLENDER 
    , 
    
      aside 
     O, sweet Anne Page! | 
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     SHALLOW 
     It appears so by his weapons. Keep them asunder. Here comes Doctor Caius. |  
     SHALLOW 
     It appears so by his weapons. Keep them asunder. Here comes Doctor Caius. | 
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     Enter 
     HOST, 
     DOCTOR CAIUS, and 
     RUGBY. 
     CAIUS and 
     SIR HUGH offer to fight. 
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     Enter 
     HOST, 
     DOCTOR CAIUS, and 
     RUGBY. 
     CAIUS and 
     SIR HUGH offer to fight. 
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     PAGE 
     Nay, good Master Parson, keep in your weapon. |  
     PAGE 
     Nay, good Master Parson, keep in your weapon. | 
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     SHALLOW 
      75 
    So do you, good Master Doctor. |  
     SHALLOW 
      75 
    So do you, good Master Doctor. | 
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     HOST 
     Disarm them, and let them question. Let them keep their limbs whole and hack our English. |  
     HOST 
     Disarm them, and let them question. Let them keep their limbs whole and hack our English. | 
|  PAGE 
       and 
     SHALLOW disarm 
     CAIUS and 
     SIR HUGH. 
     |  PAGE 
       and 
     SHALLOW disarm 
     CAIUS and 
     SIR HUGH. 
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     DOCTOR CAIUS 
    , 
    
      to 
     SIR HUGH 
     I pray you, let-a me speak a word with your ear. Verefore vill you not  80 
    meet-a me? |  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
    , 
    
      to 
     SIR HUGH 
     I pray you, let-a me speak a word with your ear. Verefore vill you not  80 
    meet-a me? | 
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     SIR HUGH 
    , 
    
      aside to 
     CAIUS 
     Pray you, use your patience.  
     (Aloud.) 
     In good time. |  
     SIR HUGH 
    , 
    
      aside to 
     CAIUS 
     Pray you, use your patience.  
     (Aloud.) 
     In good time. | 
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     DOCTOR CAIUS 
     By gar, you are de coward, de Jack dog, John ape. |  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
     By gar, you are de coward, de Jack dog, John ape. | 
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     SIR HUGH 
    , 
    
      aside to 
     CAIUS 
      85 
    Pray you, let us not be laughing-stocks to other men’s humors. I desire you in friendship, and I will one way or other make you amends. 
    
      (Aloud.) 
     By Jeshu, I will knog your urinal about your knave’s cogscomb. |  
     SIR HUGH 
    , 
    
      aside to 
     CAIUS 
      85 
    Pray you, let us not be laughing-stocks to other men’s humors. I desire you in friendship, and I will one way or other make you amends. 
    
      (Aloud.) 
     By Jeshu, I will knog your urinal about your knave’s cogscomb. | 
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     DOCTOR CAIUS 
      90 
    Diable! Jack Rugby, mine Host de Jarteer, have I not stay for him to kill him? Have I not, at de place I did appoint? |  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
      90 
    Diable! Jack Rugby, mine Host de Jarteer, have I not stay for him to kill him? Have I not, at de place I did appoint? | 
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     SIR HUGH 
     As I am a Christians soul, now look you, this is the place appointed. I’ll be judgment by mine  95 
    Host of the Garter. |  
     SIR HUGH 
     As I am a Christians soul, now look you, this is the place appointed. I’ll be judgment by mine  95 
    Host of the Garter. | 
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     HOST 
     Peace, I say, Gallia and Gaul, French and Welsh, soul-curer and body-curer! |  
     HOST 
     Peace, I say, Gallia and Gaul, French and Welsh, soul-curer and body-curer! | 
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     DOCTOR CAIUS 
     Ay, dat is very good, excellent. |  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
     Ay, dat is very good, excellent. | 
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     HOST 
     Peace, I say! Hear mine Host of the Garter. Am  100 
    I politic? Am I subtle? Am I a Machiavel? Shall I lose my doctor? No, he gives me the potions and the motions. Shall I lose my parson, my priest, my Sir Hugh? No, he gives me the proverbs and the no-verbs. 
    
      (To 
     CAIUS.) 
     Give me thy hand, terrestrial;  105 
    so. 
    
      (To 
     SIR HUGH.) 
     Give me thy hand, celestial; so. Boys of art, I have deceived you both. I have directed you to wrong places. Your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole, and let burnt sack be the issue. 
    
      (To 
     PAGE and 
     SHALLOW.) 
     Come, lay their  110 
    swords to pawn. 
    
      (To 
     CAIUS and 
     SIR HUGH.) 
     Follow me, lads of peace, follow, follow, follow. |  
     HOST 
     Peace, I say! Hear mine Host of the Garter. Am  100 
    I politic? Am I subtle? Am I a Machiavel? Shall I lose my doctor? No, he gives me the potions and the motions. Shall I lose my parson, my priest, my Sir Hugh? No, he gives me the proverbs and the no-verbs. 
    
      (To 
     CAIUS.) 
     Give me thy hand, terrestrial;  105 
    so. 
    
      (To 
     SIR HUGH.) 
     Give me thy hand, celestial; so. Boys of art, I have deceived you both. I have directed you to wrong places. Your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole, and let burnt sack be the issue. 
    
      (To 
     PAGE and 
     SHALLOW.) 
     Come, lay their  110 
    swords to pawn. 
    
      (To 
     CAIUS and 
     SIR HUGH.) 
     Follow me, lads of peace, follow, follow, follow. | 
|  HOST 
       exits. 
     |  HOST 
       exits. 
     | 
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     SHALLOW 
     Afore God, a mad Host. Follow, gentlemen, follow. |  
     SHALLOW 
     Afore God, a mad Host. Follow, gentlemen, follow. | 
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     SLENDER 
    , 
    
      aside 
     O, sweet Anne Page! |  
     SLENDER 
    , 
    
      aside 
     O, sweet Anne Page! | 
|  SHALLOW 
      , 
     PAGE, and 
     SLENDER exit. 
     |  SHALLOW 
      , 
     PAGE, and 
     SLENDER exit. 
     | 
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     DOCTOR CAIUS 
      115 
    Ha, do I perceive dat? Have you make-a de sot of us, ha, ha? |  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
      115 
    Ha, do I perceive dat? Have you make-a de sot of us, ha, ha? | 
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     SIR HUGH 
     This is well! He has made us his vloutingstog. I desire you that we may be friends, and let us knog our prains together to be revenge on this  120 
    same scall, scurvy, cogging companion, the Host of the Garter. |  
     SIR HUGH 
     This is well! He has made us his vloutingstog. I desire you that we may be friends, and let us knog our prains together to be revenge on this  120 
    same scall, scurvy, cogging companion, the Host of the Garter. | 
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     DOCTOR CAIUS 
     By gar, with all my heart. He promise to bring me where is Anne Page. By gar, he deceive me too. |  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
     By gar, with all my heart. He promise to bring me where is Anne Page. By gar, he deceive me too. | 
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     SIR HUGH 
      125 
    Well, I will smite his noddles. Pray you, follow. |  
     SIR HUGH 
      125 
    Well, I will smite his noddles. Pray you, follow. | 
|  SIR HUGH 
      , 
     CAIUS,
      SIMPLE, and 
     RUGBY exit. 
     |  SIR HUGH 
      , 
     CAIUS,
      SIMPLE, and 
     RUGBY exit. 
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| Original Text | Modern Text | 
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     Enter 
     SIR HUGH EVANS (with a book and a sword) and 
     SIMPLE (carrying Sir Hugh’s gown). 
     |  
     Enter 
     SIR HUGH EVANS (with a book and a sword) and 
     SIMPLE (carrying Sir Hugh’s gown). 
     | 
|  
     SIR HUGH 
     I pray you now, good Master Slender’s servingman and friend Simple by your name, which way have you looked for Master Caius, that calls himself doctor of physic? |  
     SIR HUGH 
     I pray you now, good Master Slender’s servingman and friend Simple by your name, which way have you looked for Master Caius, that calls himself doctor of physic? | 
|  
     SIMPLE 
      5 
    Marry, sir, the Petty-ward, the Park-ward, every way; Old Windsor way, and every way but the town way. |  
     SIMPLE 
      5 
    Marry, sir, the Petty-ward, the Park-ward, every way; Old Windsor way, and every way but the town way. | 
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     SIR HUGH 
     I most fehemently desire you, you will also look that way. |  
     SIR HUGH 
     I most fehemently desire you, you will also look that way. | 
|  
     SIMPLE 
      10 
    I will, sir. 
    
      He exits. |  
     SIMPLE 
      10 
    I will, sir. 
    
      He exits. | 
|  
     SIR HUGH 
     Pless my soul, how full of cholers 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 good  15 
    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.  20 
    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.  25 
    To shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sings madrigals. |  
     SIR HUGH 
     Pless my soul, how full of cholers 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 good  15 
    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.  20 
    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.  25 
    To shallow rivers, to whose falls Melodious birds sings madrigals. | 
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     Enter 
     SIMPLE. 
     |  
     Enter 
     SIMPLE. 
     | 
|  
     SIMPLE 
     Yonder he is, coming this way, Sir Hugh. |  
     SIMPLE 
     Yonder he is, coming this way, Sir Hugh. | 
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     SIR HUGH 
     He’s welcome.  
     (Sings.) 
     To shallow rivers, to whose falls—  30 
    Heaven prosper the right! What weapons is he? |  
     SIR HUGH 
     He’s welcome.  
     (Sings.) 
     To shallow rivers, to whose falls—  30 
    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. |  
     SIMPLE 
     No weapons, sir. There comes my master, Master Shallow, and another gentleman, from Frogmore, over the stile, this way. | 
|  
     SIR HUGH 
     Pray you, give me my gown—or else keep it  35 
    in your arms. |  
     SIR HUGH 
     Pray you, give me my gown—or else keep it  35 
    in your arms. | 
|  
     Enter 
     PAGE, 
     SHALLOW, and 
     SLENDER. 
     |  
     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. |  
     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 
      40 
    Ah, sweet Anne Page! |  
     SLENDER 
    , 
    
      aside 
      40 
    Ah, sweet Anne Page! | 
|  
     PAGE 
     God save you, good Sir Hugh! |  
     PAGE 
     God save you, good Sir Hugh! | 
|  
     SIR HUGH 
     God pless you from His mercy sake, all of you! |  
     SIR HUGH 
     God pless you from His mercy sake, all of you! | 
|  
     SHALLOW 
     What, the sword and the word? Do you  45 
    study them both, Master Parson? |  
     SHALLOW 
     What, the sword and the word? Do you  45 
    study them both, Master Parson? | 
|  
     PAGE 
     And youthful still—in your doublet and hose this raw rheumatic day? |  
     PAGE 
     And youthful still—in your doublet and hose this raw rheumatic day? | 
|  
     SIR HUGH 
     There is reasons and causes for it. |  
     SIR HUGH 
     There is reasons and causes for it. | 
|  
     PAGE 
     We are come to you to do a good office, Master  50 
    Parson. |  
     PAGE 
     We are come to you to do a good office, Master  50 
    Parson. | 
|  
     SIR HUGH 
     Fery well. What is it? |  
     SIR HUGH 
     Fery well. What is it? | 
|  
     PAGE 
     Yonder is a most reverend gentleman who, belike having received wrong by some person, is at most odds with his own gravity and patience that  55 
    ever you saw. |  
     PAGE 
     Yonder is a most reverend gentleman who, belike having received wrong by some person, is at most odds with his own gravity and patience that  55 
    ever you saw. | 
|  
     SHALLOW 
     I have lived fourscore years and upward. I never heard a man of his place, gravity, and learning so wide of his own respect. |  
     SHALLOW 
     I have lived fourscore years and upward. I never heard a man of his place, gravity, and learning so wide of his own respect. | 
|  
     SIR HUGH 
     What is he? |  
     SIR HUGH 
     What is he? | 
|  
     PAGE 
      60 
    I think you know him: Master Doctor Caius, the renowned French physician. |  
     PAGE 
      60 
    I think you know him: Master Doctor Caius, the renowned French physician. | 
|  
     SIR HUGH 
     Got’s will and His passion of my heart! I had as lief you would tell me of a mess of porridge. |  
     SIR HUGH 
     Got’s will and His passion of my heart! I had as lief you would tell me of a mess of porridge. | 
|  
     PAGE 
     Why? |  
     PAGE 
     Why? | 
|  
     SIR HUGH 
      65 
    He has no more knowledge in Hibbocrates and Galen—and he is a knave besides, a cowardly knave as you would desires to be acquainted withal. |  
     SIR HUGH 
      65 
    He has no more knowledge in Hibbocrates and Galen—and he is a knave besides, a cowardly knave as you would desires to be acquainted withal. | 
|  
     PAGE 
    , 
    
      to 
     SHALLOW 
     I warrant you, he’s the man should  70 
    fight with him. |  
     PAGE 
    , 
    
      to 
     SHALLOW 
     I warrant you, he’s the man should  70 
    fight with him. | 
|  
     SLENDER 
    , 
    
      aside 
     O, sweet Anne Page! |  
     SLENDER 
    , 
    
      aside 
     O, sweet Anne Page! | 
|  
     SHALLOW 
     It appears so by his weapons. Keep them asunder. Here comes Doctor Caius. |  
     SHALLOW 
     It appears so by his weapons. Keep them asunder. Here comes Doctor Caius. | 
|  
     Enter 
     HOST, 
     DOCTOR CAIUS, and 
     RUGBY. 
     CAIUS and 
     SIR HUGH offer to fight. 
     |  
     Enter 
     HOST, 
     DOCTOR CAIUS, and 
     RUGBY. 
     CAIUS and 
     SIR HUGH offer to fight. 
     | 
|  
     PAGE 
     Nay, good Master Parson, keep in your weapon. |  
     PAGE 
     Nay, good Master Parson, keep in your weapon. | 
|  
     SHALLOW 
      75 
    So do you, good Master Doctor. |  
     SHALLOW 
      75 
    So do you, good Master Doctor. | 
|  
     HOST 
     Disarm them, and let them question. Let them keep their limbs whole and hack our English. |  
     HOST 
     Disarm them, and let them question. Let them keep their limbs whole and hack our English. | 
|  PAGE 
       and 
     SHALLOW disarm 
     CAIUS and 
     SIR HUGH. 
     |  PAGE 
       and 
     SHALLOW disarm 
     CAIUS and 
     SIR HUGH. 
     | 
|  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
    , 
    
      to 
     SIR HUGH 
     I pray you, let-a me speak a word with your ear. Verefore vill you not  80 
    meet-a me? |  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
    , 
    
      to 
     SIR HUGH 
     I pray you, let-a me speak a word with your ear. Verefore vill you not  80 
    meet-a me? | 
|  
     SIR HUGH 
    , 
    
      aside to 
     CAIUS 
     Pray you, use your patience.  
     (Aloud.) 
     In good time. |  
     SIR HUGH 
    , 
    
      aside to 
     CAIUS 
     Pray you, use your patience.  
     (Aloud.) 
     In good time. | 
|  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
     By gar, you are de coward, de Jack dog, John ape. |  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
     By gar, you are de coward, de Jack dog, John ape. | 
|  
     SIR HUGH 
    , 
    
      aside to 
     CAIUS 
      85 
    Pray you, let us not be laughing-stocks to other men’s humors. I desire you in friendship, and I will one way or other make you amends. 
    
      (Aloud.) 
     By Jeshu, I will knog your urinal about your knave’s cogscomb. |  
     SIR HUGH 
    , 
    
      aside to 
     CAIUS 
      85 
    Pray you, let us not be laughing-stocks to other men’s humors. I desire you in friendship, and I will one way or other make you amends. 
    
      (Aloud.) 
     By Jeshu, I will knog your urinal about your knave’s cogscomb. | 
|  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
      90 
    Diable! Jack Rugby, mine Host de Jarteer, have I not stay for him to kill him? Have I not, at de place I did appoint? |  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
      90 
    Diable! Jack Rugby, mine Host de Jarteer, have I not stay for him to kill him? Have I not, at de place I did appoint? | 
|  
     SIR HUGH 
     As I am a Christians soul, now look you, this is the place appointed. I’ll be judgment by mine  95 
    Host of the Garter. |  
     SIR HUGH 
     As I am a Christians soul, now look you, this is the place appointed. I’ll be judgment by mine  95 
    Host of the Garter. | 
|  
     HOST 
     Peace, I say, Gallia and Gaul, French and Welsh, soul-curer and body-curer! |  
     HOST 
     Peace, I say, Gallia and Gaul, French and Welsh, soul-curer and body-curer! | 
|  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
     Ay, dat is very good, excellent. |  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
     Ay, dat is very good, excellent. | 
|  
     HOST 
     Peace, I say! Hear mine Host of the Garter. Am  100 
    I politic? Am I subtle? Am I a Machiavel? Shall I lose my doctor? No, he gives me the potions and the motions. Shall I lose my parson, my priest, my Sir Hugh? No, he gives me the proverbs and the no-verbs. 
    
      (To 
     CAIUS.) 
     Give me thy hand, terrestrial;  105 
    so. 
    
      (To 
     SIR HUGH.) 
     Give me thy hand, celestial; so. Boys of art, I have deceived you both. I have directed you to wrong places. Your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole, and let burnt sack be the issue. 
    
      (To 
     PAGE and 
     SHALLOW.) 
     Come, lay their  110 
    swords to pawn. 
    
      (To 
     CAIUS and 
     SIR HUGH.) 
     Follow me, lads of peace, follow, follow, follow. |  
     HOST 
     Peace, I say! Hear mine Host of the Garter. Am  100 
    I politic? Am I subtle? Am I a Machiavel? Shall I lose my doctor? No, he gives me the potions and the motions. Shall I lose my parson, my priest, my Sir Hugh? No, he gives me the proverbs and the no-verbs. 
    
      (To 
     CAIUS.) 
     Give me thy hand, terrestrial;  105 
    so. 
    
      (To 
     SIR HUGH.) 
     Give me thy hand, celestial; so. Boys of art, I have deceived you both. I have directed you to wrong places. Your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole, and let burnt sack be the issue. 
    
      (To 
     PAGE and 
     SHALLOW.) 
     Come, lay their  110 
    swords to pawn. 
    
      (To 
     CAIUS and 
     SIR HUGH.) 
     Follow me, lads of peace, follow, follow, follow. | 
|  HOST 
       exits. 
     |  HOST 
       exits. 
     | 
|  
     SHALLOW 
     Afore God, a mad Host. Follow, gentlemen, follow. |  
     SHALLOW 
     Afore God, a mad Host. Follow, gentlemen, follow. | 
|  
     SLENDER 
    , 
    
      aside 
     O, sweet Anne Page! |  
     SLENDER 
    , 
    
      aside 
     O, sweet Anne Page! | 
|  SHALLOW 
      , 
     PAGE, and 
     SLENDER exit. 
     |  SHALLOW 
      , 
     PAGE, and 
     SLENDER exit. 
     | 
|  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
      115 
    Ha, do I perceive dat? Have you make-a de sot of us, ha, ha? |  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
      115 
    Ha, do I perceive dat? Have you make-a de sot of us, ha, ha? | 
|  
     SIR HUGH 
     This is well! He has made us his vloutingstog. I desire you that we may be friends, and let us knog our prains together to be revenge on this  120 
    same scall, scurvy, cogging companion, the Host of the Garter. |  
     SIR HUGH 
     This is well! He has made us his vloutingstog. I desire you that we may be friends, and let us knog our prains together to be revenge on this  120 
    same scall, scurvy, cogging companion, the Host of the Garter. | 
|  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
     By gar, with all my heart. He promise to bring me where is Anne Page. By gar, he deceive me too. |  
     DOCTOR CAIUS 
     By gar, with all my heart. He promise to bring me where is Anne Page. By gar, he deceive me too. | 
|  
     SIR HUGH 
      125 
    Well, I will smite his noddles. Pray you, follow. |  
     SIR HUGH 
      125 
    Well, I will smite his noddles. Pray you, follow. | 
|  SIR HUGH 
      , 
     CAIUS,
      SIMPLE, and 
     RUGBY exit. 
     |  SIR HUGH 
      , 
     CAIUS,
      SIMPLE, and 
     RUGBY exit. 
     | 
 
         
   
                     
                     
                    