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Windsor Park.
Enter Page, Shallow, and Slender.

PA с Е.
COME, come; we'll couch i'th' castle-ditch, 'till

we see the light of our fairies. Remember, son Slender, my daughter.

Slen. Ay, forsooth, I have spoke with her, and we have a nay-word how to know one another. I come to her in white, and cry, mum; she cries, budget; and by that we know one another.

Shal. That's good too; but what needs either your reum, or her budget? the white will decipher her well enough. It hath struck ten o'clock.

Page. The night is dark, light and spirits will be come it well; heav'n prosper our sport! 'No one means evil but the devil, and we shall know him by his horns. Let's away ; follow me. [Exeunt.

S C E N E II. Enter Mistress Page, Mistress Ford and Caius. Mrs. Page. Mr. Doctor, my daughter is in green; when you see your time, take her by the hand, away with her to the Deanry, and dispatch it quickly; go before into the Park; we two must go together.

Caius. I know vat I have to do; adieu. [Exit.

Mrs. Page. Fare you well, Sir. My husband will not rejoice so much at the abuse of Falstaff, as he will chafe at the Doctor's marrying my daughter; but 'tis . No man means evil but the devil.] This is a double blunder ; for some, of whom this was spoke, were women. We hould read then, no ONB means.

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no matter ; better, a little chiding, than a great deal of heart-break.

Mrs. Ford. Where is Nan now, and her troop of fairies, (a) and the Welch devil Evans?

Mrs. Page. They are all couch'd in a pit hard by Herne's Oak, with obfcur'd lights; which, at the very instant of Falstaf's and our meeting, they will at once display to the night.

Mrs. Ford. That cannot chufe but amaze him.

Mrs. Page. If he be not amaz’d, he will be mock'd; if he be amaz’d, he will every way be mock'd.

Mrs. Ford. We'll betray him finely. Mrs. Page. Against fuch lewdsters, and their lechery, Those, that betray them, do no treachery.

Mrs. Ford. The hour draws on; to the Oak, to 'the Oak.

[Exeunt. Enter Evans and Fairies. · Eva. Trib, trib, fairies; come, and remember your parts: be pold, I pray you; follow me into the pit ; and when I give the watch-'ords, do as I pid you; come, come ; trib, trib.

[Exeunt. S CE N E m. Enter Falstaff, with a Buck's bead on. Fal. The Windfor bell hath struck twelve, the minute draws on; now, the hot-blooded Gods affift me! Remember, yove, thou wast a bull for thy Europa; love fet on thy horns. Oh powerful love! that, in some respects, makes a beast a man ; in some other, a man a beast: You were alfo, Jupiter, a swan, for the Jove of Lede: Oh, omnipotent love! how near the God drew to the complexion of a goose? A fault done firft in the form of a beast, -Oyove, a beastly fault;

[(a) Welch devil Evans ? Dr. Thirlby, -- Vulg. Herne.]


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 Windfor ftag, and the fattest, I think, i'th' forest. Send me a cool rut-time, Jove, or who can blame me to piss my tallow? who comes here ? my Doe?

Enter Mistress Ford and Mistress Page. Mrs. Ford. Sir John ? art thou there, my deer? my male-deer?

Fal. My doe with the black scut? let the sky rain potatoes; let it thunder to the tune of Green-Sleeves ; hail kissing-comfits, and snow eringoes ; let there come a tempest of provocation, I will shelter me here.

Mrs. Ford. Mistress Page is come with me, sweet heart.

Fal. Divide me like a (a) bribe-buck, each a haunch; I will keep my sides to myself, my shoulders for the fellow of this walk, and my horns I bequeath your husbands. Am I a woodman, ha ? Speak I like Herne the hunter ? why, now is Cupid a child of conscience, he makes restitution. As I am a true spirit, welcome!

(Noise within. Mrs. Page. Alas! what noise? Mrs. Ford. Heav'n forgive our sins !

Fal. What should this be? Mrs. Ford. La

:} Away, away. Mrs. Page. }

[The women run out, Fal. I think the devil will not have me damn'd, left the oil that is in me should set hell on fire; he never would else cross me thus.

[(a)'bribe-buck, Mr. Theobald, -- Vulg. brib'd buck.]

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SC EN E IV. Enter Sir Hugh like a Satyr ; Quickly, and others,

drejt like Fairies, with Tapers. Quic. Fairies, black, gray, green, and white, You moon-fhine revellers, and shades of night, • You Ouphen heirs of fixed destiny, Attend your office, and your quality. Crier hobgoblin, make the fairy o-yes. · Eva. Elves, list your names; silence, you airy toys. Cricket, to Windfor chimneys shalt thou leap: Where fires thou find'st unrak’d, and hearths unswept, There pinch the maids as blue as bilbery. Our radiant Queen hates Nuts and Nuttery. Fal. They're fairies; he, that speaks to them, shall

die. I'll wink and couch; no man their works muft eye.

[Lyes down upon bis face. · Eva. Where's Pede? go you, and where you find • a maid, That, ere she sleep, hath thrice her prayers said,

Rein up the organs of her fantasie; Sleep she as found as careless infancy ;


2 You ORPHAN-heirs of fixed defliny.) But why Orpban beirs? Deltiny, whom they succeeded, was yet in being. Doubtless the Poet wrote,

You OU PHEN-heirs of fixed depliny. i. e. you Elves, who minifter, and succeed in some of the works of deftiny. They are called, in this Play, both before and afterwards, Ouphes; here Ouphen ; en being the plural termination of Saxon noins. For the word is from'the Saxon, Alfenne, lamie, dæmones. Or it may be understood to be an adjective, as wooder, woolen, golden, &c.

3 RAISE up the organs of her fantasie;] The sense of this speech js ihat me, who had performed her religious duties, should be secure against the illusion of fancy; and have her ficep. like that of infancy, undisturbed by disordered dreams. This was then the popular opinion, that evil ipirics had a power over the

But those, that sleep, and think not on their fins,
Pinch them, arms, legs, backs, shoulders, fides and

Thins. .
Quick. About, about;
Search Windfor castle, elves, within and out.
Strew good luck, ouphes, on every sacred room,
That it may stand 'till the perpetual Doom,
+ In state as wholsom, as in ftate 'tis fit ;

fancy; and, by that means, could inspire wicked dreams into those who, on their going to sleep, had not recommended them. selves to the protection of heaven. So Shakespear makes one, on his lying down, say,

From fairies, and the tempters of the night,

Protect us heav'n! As this is the sense, let us see how the common reading expresses it;

Raise up the organs of her fantasie,. . i. e, inflame her imagination with sensual ideas ; which is just the contrary to what the Poet would have the speaker fay. We cannot therefore but conclude he wrote,

Rein up the organs of her fantase, 4.6. curb them, that she be no more disturbed by irregular imaginations, than children in their sleep. For, he adds immediately,

Sleep toe as found as careless infancy. So in the Tempeft,

Give not dalliance too much the REIN. . And in Measure for Measure,

I give my sensual race the rein. To give the rein, being just the contrary to rein up. The same thought he has again in Mackbeth,

Mercyful powers!
Restrain in me the cursed thoughts that nature

Gives way to in repose. 4. In fate as wholfom.] The Oxford Editor not knowing the meaning of wholfom, has alter'd it to,

In fite as wholfom, and so has made the with a most absurd one. For the fite of fituation must needs be what it is, till the general destruction. But wholfom here signifies integer. He wishes the castle may stand in its present state of perfection, which the following words plainly thew — as in jaie 'tis fit.


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