God be praised, God be praised for my iealousie :
Well, Ile go preuent him, the time drawes on,
Better an houre too foone, then a minute too late,
Gods my life, cuckold, cuckold.

Enter the Doctor and his Man.

Exit Ford.

Doct. Iohn Rugby, go look met your eyes ore de stal, And fpie and you can fee the parfon.

Rug. Sir, I cannot tell whether he be there or no, But I fee a great many comming.

Doct. Bully moy, mon rapier Iohn Rugby, Be-gar de Herring be not fo dead as I fhall make him.

Enter Shallow, Page, Hoft, and Slender.

Page. God faue you M. doctor Cayus.

Shal. How do you mafter doctor?

Ho. God blesse the my bully doctor, God bles thee.
Doct. Vat be all you, van to tree come for a ?

Hoft. Bully to fee thee fight, to fee thee foine, to see thee trauerfe, to see thee heere, to fee thee there, to fee thee paffe the punto: the stocke, the reuerfe, the distance, the montnce is a dead my francoyes? Is a dead my Ethiopian ? Ha, what faies my Gallon? my Efcuolapis? Is a dead bullies taile, is a dead ?

Doct. Be-gar de preeft be a coward Iacke knaue,

He dare not shew his face.

Hoft. Thou art a caftallian king, vrinall.

Hector of Greece my boy.

Sha.. He hath fhewne himselfe the wifer man, M. doctor. Sir Hugh is a parson, and you a phyfition. You must

Goe with me, M. doctor.

Hoft. Pardon bully iuftice. A word mounfir mockwater. Doct. Mockwater, vat be dat?

Hoft.

Hoft. That is in our English tongue, vallor bully, vallor. Doct. Be-gar den I haue as mockuater as de Inglish Iacke dog, knaue.

Hoft. He will claperclaw thee titely bully.

Doct. Claperclaw, vat be dat?

Hoft. That is, he will make thee amends.

Doct. Begar I do looke he shall claperclaw me den,

And Ile prouoke him to do it, or let him wag:

And moreouer bully, but M. Page and M. Shallow,

And eke Caualera Slender, go you all ouer the fields to Frog.

more.

Pa. Sir Hugh is there, is he?

Hoft. He is there; go see what humor he is in,

Ile bring the doctor about by the fields;

Will it do well?

Shal. We will do it my hoft. Farewell M. doctor.
Exit all but the Hoft and Doctor
Doct. Be-gar I will kill de cowardly lack preest,

He is make a foole of moy.

Hoft. Let him die, but first sheath your impatience, Throw cold water on your collor, come go with me Through the fields to Frogmore, and Ile bring thee Where miftris Anne Page is feafting at a farm houfe, And thou shalt wear her cried game: fed I well bully.

Doct. Begar excellent vel; and if you fpeake pour moy, I fhall procure you de guests of all de gentleme mon patients. I be-gar I fall.

Hoft. For the which Ile be thine aduerfary

To miftris Anne Page: fed I well?

Doct. I begar, excellent.

Hoft. Let us wag then.

Dot. Alon, alon, alon.

Exit omnes.

Enter

Enter fir Hugh and Simple.

Sir Hu. I pray you do fo much as fee if you can efpy
Doctor Cayus comming, and giue me intelligence,
Or bring me vrde if you please now.

Sim. I will fir.

Sir Hu. Iefhu ples me, how my hart trobes and trobes And then she made him bedes of roses,

And a thousand fragrant poses,

To fhallow riuers. Now fo kad vdge me, my hart
Swels more and more. Me-thinks I can cry
Very well. There dwelt a man in Babylon,
To fhallow riuers and to falles,
Melodious birds fing madrigalles.

Sim. Sir, here is M. Page, and M. Shallow,
Comming hither as fast as they can.

Sir Hu. Then it is very neceffary I put vp my fword, Pray give me my cowne too, marke you.

Enter Page, Shallow and Slender.

Pa. God faue you fir Hugh.

Shal. God faue you M. parfon.

Sir Hu. God ples you all frō his mercies fake now.

Page. What, the word and the fword, doth that agree

well?

Sir Hugh. There is reafons and caufes in all things,

I warrant you now.

Page. Well fir Hugh, we are come to craue

Your helpe and furtherance in a matter.

Sir Hugh. What is it I pray you?

Page. I faith tis this fir Hugh. There is an auncient friend of ours, a man of very good fort, fo at ods with one patience, that I am fure you would hartily grieue to see him.

Now

Now fir Hugh, you are a scholler well red, and very per fwafiue, we would entreate you to fee if you could intreate him to patience.

Sir Hugh. I pray you who is it? Let vs know that.

Page. Ime fure you know him, tis doctor Cayus.

Sir Hug. I had as leeue you should tell me of a messe of porredge.

He is an arrant lowfie beggerly knaue:

And he is a coward befide.

Page. Why Ile lay my life tis the man That he should fight withall.

Enter Doctor and the Hoft, they offer to fight.

Shal. Keep them afunder, take away their weapons.
Hoft. Difarme, let them queftion.

Shal. Let them keepe their limbes hole, and hacke our English.

Doct. Harke van vrd in your eare: you be vn daga

And de Iack coward preeft.

Sir Hugh. Harke you, let vs not be laughing stockes to other mens humors. By Iefhu I will knock your vrinals about your knaues coxcomb, for miffing your meetings and appointments.

Doct. O leíhu, mine host of the garter, Iohn Rugby,

Haue not I met him at de place he make apoint,

Haue I not?

Sir Hu. So kad vdge me, this is the pointment place, Witneffe by my hoft of the garter.

Hoft. Peace I fay Gawle and Gawlia, French and Welch, Soule-curer and body-curer.

Doct. This be very braue, excellent,

Hoft. Peace I fay, heare mine host of the garter, Am I wife? am I polliticke? am I Matchauill?

Shal

Shal I lose my doctor? No, he giues me the motions
And the potions. Shal I lose my parfon, my fir Hugh?
No, he giues me the prouerbs, and the nouerbs:

Giue-me thy hand terreftiall,

So giue me thy hand celeftiall:

So boys of art I haue deceiu'd you both,
I haue directed you to wrong places,

Your hearts are mighty, your skins are whole,
Bardolfe, lay their fwords to pawne.

Follow me lads of peace, follow me.

Ha, ra, la. Follow.

Shal. Afore God a mad hoft, come let's goe.
Doct. I be-gar, haue you mocka may thus ?

I will be euen met you my Iack host.

Sir Hugh. Giue me your hand doctor Cayus,

We be all friends:

But for mine hofts foolish knauery, let me alone.
Doct. I dat be vell begar, I be friends.

Enter mafter Foord.

Exit. Hoft.

Exit omnes.

For. The time drawes on he fhold come to my house

Well wife, you had best worke closely,

Or I am like to goe beyond your cunning:

I now will feeke my guests that come to dinner,

And in good time, fee where they all are come.

Enter Shallow, Page, Hoft, Slender, Doctor, and fir Hugh.

By my faith a knot well met: y'are welcome all.

Page. I thanke you good M. Foord.

For. Welcome good M. Page.

I would your daughter were here.

Page. I thanke you fir, fhe is very well at home.

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