Act 5 - Scene 5
Another part of the Park.
Enter FALSTAFF disguised as Herne
The Windsor bell hath struck twelve; the minute
draws on. Now, the hot-blooded gods assist me!
Jove, thou wast a bull for thy Europa; love
set on thy horns. O powerful love! that, in some
a beast a man, in some other, a man
a beast. You were also, Jupiter, a swan for the love
of Leda. O
omnipotent Love! how near the god drew
to the complexion of a goose! A fault done first in
the form of
a beast. O Jove, a beastly fault! And
then another fault in the semblance of a fowl; think
on 't, Jove; a foul
fault! When gods have hot
backs, what shall poor men do? For me, I am here a
Windsor stag; and the
fattest, I think, i' the
forest. Send me a cool rut-time, Jove, or who can
blame me to piss my tallow? Who
comes here? my
Enter MISTRESS FORD and MISTRESS PAGE
Sir John! art thou there, my deer? my male deer?
My doe with the black scut! Let the sky rain
potatoes; let it thunder to the tune of Green
kissing-comfits and snow eringoes; let
there come a tempest of provocation, I will shelter me here.
Mistress Page is come with me, sweetheart.
Divide me like a bribe buck, each a haunch: I will
keep my sides to myself, my shoulders for the fellow
this walk, and my horns I bequeath your husbands.
Am I a woodman, ha? Speak I like Herne the hunter?
now is Cupid a child of conscience; he makes
restitution. As I am a true spirit, welcome!
Alas, what noise?
Heaven forgive our sins
What should this be?
MISTRESS FORD, MISTRESS PAGE
They run off
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