Will. Pulcher
Qu. Powlcats? there are fairer things then Powlcats, sure
Eua. You are a very simplicity o"man: I pray you peace. What is (Lapis) William?
Will. A Stone
Eua. And what is a Stone (William?) Will. A Peeble
Eua. No; it is Lapis: I pray you remember in your praine
Will. Lapis
Eua. That is a good William: what is he (William) that do"s lend Articles
Will. Articles are borrowed of the p.r.o.noune; and be thus declined. Singulariter nominatiuo hic, haec, hoc
Eua. Nominatiuo hig, hag, hog: pray you marke: genitiuo huius: Well: what is your Accusatiue-case?
Will. Accusatiuo hinc
Eua. I pray you haue your remembrance (childe) Accusatiuo hing, hang, hog
Qu. Hang-hog, is latten for Bacon, I warrant you
Eua. Leaue your prables (o"man) What is the Focatiue case (William?) Will. O, Vocatiuo, O
Eua. Remember William, Focatiue, is caret
Qu. And that"s a good roote
Eua. O"man, forbeare
Mist.Pag. Peace
Eua. What is your Genitiue case plurall (William?) Will. Genitiue case?
Eua. I
Will. Genitiue horum, harum, horum
Qu. "Vengeance of Ginyes case; fie on her; neuer name her (childe) if she be a wh.o.r.e
Eua. For shame o"man
Qu. You doe ill to teach the childe such words: hee teaches him to hic, and to hac; which they"ll doe fast enough of themselues, and to call horum; fie vpon you
Euans. O"man, art thou Lunatics? Hast thou no vnderstandings for thy Cases, & the numbers of the Genders?
Thou art as foolish Christian creatures, as I would desires
Mi.Page. Pre"thee hold thy peace
Eu. Shew me now (William) some declensions of your p.r.o.nounes
Will. Forsooth, I haue forgot
Eu. It is Qui, que, quod; if you forget your Quies, your Ques, and your Quods, you must be preeches: Goe your waies and play, go
M.Pag. He is a better scholler then I thought he was
Eu. He is a good sprag-memory: Farewel Mis[tris]. Page
Mis.Page. Adieu good Sir Hugh: Get you home boy, Come we stay too long.
Exeunt.
Scena Secunda.
Enter Falstoffe, Mist.Ford, Mist.Page, Seruants, Ford, Page, Caius, Euans, Shallow.
Fal. Mi[stris]. Ford, Your sorrow hath eaten vp my sufferance; I see you are obsequious in your loue, and I professe requitall to a haires bredth, not onely Mist[ris]. Ford, in the simple office of loue, but in all the accustrement, complement, and ceremony of it: But are you sure of your husband now?
Mis.Ford. Hee"s a birding (sweet Sir Iohn.) Mis.Page. What hoa, gossip Ford: what hoa
Mis.Ford. Step into th" chamber, Sir Iohn
Mis.Page. How now (sweete heart) whose at home besides your selfe?
Mis.Ford. Why none but mine owne people
Mis.Page. Indeed?
Mis.Ford. No certainly: Speake louder
Mist.Pag. Truly, I am so glad you haue no body here
Mist.Ford. Why?
Mis.Page. Why woman, your husband is in his olde lines againe: he so takes on yonder with my husband, so railes against all married mankinde; so curses all Eues daughters, of what complexion soeuer; and so buffettes himselfe on the for-head: crying peere-out, peere-out, that any madnesse I euer yet beheld, seem"d but tamenesse, ciuility, and patience to this his distemper he is in now: I am glad the fat Knight is not heere
Mist.Ford. Why, do"s he talke of him?
Mist.Page. Of none but him, and sweares he was caried out the last time hee search"d for him, in a Basket: Protests to my husband he is now heere, & hath drawne him and the rest of their company from their sport, to make another experiment of his suspition: But I am glad the Knight is not heere; now he shall see his owne foolerie
Mist.Ford. How neere is he Mistris Page?
Mist.Pag. Hard by, at street end; he wil be here anon
Mist.Ford. I am vndone, the Knight is heere
Mist.Page. Why then you are vtterly sham"d, & hee"s but a dead man. What a woman are you? Away with him, away with him: Better shame, then murther
Mist.Ford. Which way should he go? How should I bestow him? Shall I put him into the basket againe?
Fal. No, Ile come no more i"th Basket: May I not go out ere he come?
Mist.Page. Alas: three of Mr. Fords brothers watch the doore with Pistols, that none shall issue out: otherwise you might slip away ere hee came: But what make you heere?
Fal. What shall I do? Ile creepe vp into the chimney