Act 2 - Scene 1
Before PAGE'S house.
Enter MISTRESS PAGE, with a letter
What, have I scaped love-letters in the holiday-
time of my beauty, and am I now a subject for them?
'Ask me no reason why I love you; for though
Love use Reason for his physician, he admits him
not for his
counsellor. You are not young, no more
am I; go to then, there's sympathy: you are merry,
so am I; ha, ha!
then there's more sympathy: you
love sack, and so do I; would you desire better
sympathy? Let it suffice
thee, Mistress Page, at
the least, if the love of soldier can suffice,
that I love thee. I will not say, pity me; 'tis
a soldier-like phrase: but I say, love me. By me,
Thine own true knight,
By day or night,
Or any kind of
With all his might
For thee to fight, JOHN FALSTAFF'
What a Herod of Jewry is this! O wicked
One that is well-nigh worn to pieces with
age to show himself a young gallant! What an
hath this Flemish drunkard
pickedwith the devil's name!out of my
conversation, that he dares in this manner
Why, he hath not been thrice in my company! What
should I say to him? I was then frugal of
mirth: Heaven forgive me! Why, I'll exhibit a bill
in the parliament for the putting down of men. How
I be revenged on him? for revenged I will be,
as sure as his guts are made of puddings.
Enter MISTRESS FORD
Mistress Page! trust me, I was going to your house.
And, trust me, I was coming to you. You look very
Nay, I'll ne'er believe that; I have to show to the contrary.
Faith, but you do, in my mind.
Well, I do then; yet I say I could show you to the
contrary. O Mistress Page, give me some counsel!
What's the matter, woman?
O woman, if it were not for one trifling respect, I
could come to such honour!
Hang the trifle, woman! take the honour. What is
it? dispense with trifles; what is it?
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