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How bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes!

      — As You Like It, Act V Scene 2

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1

Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1]

Slender

138

Ay, by these gloves, did he, or I would I might
never come in mine own great chamber again else, of
seven groats in mill-sixpences, and two Edward
shovel-boards, that cost me two shilling and two
pence apiece of Yead Miller, by these gloves.

2

Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 3]

Pistol

340

Two yards, and more.

3

Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 3]

Falstaff

341

No quips now, Pistol! Indeed, I am in the waist two
yards about; but I am now about no waste; I am about
thrift. Briefly, I do mean to make love to Ford's
wife: I spy entertainment in her; she discourses,
she carves, she gives the leer of invitation: I
can construe the action of her familiar style; and
the hardest voice of her behavior, to be Englished
rightly, is, 'I am Sir John Falstaff's.'

4

Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 4]

Doctor Caius

509

You jack'nape, give-a this letter to Sir Hugh; by
gar, it is a shallenge: I will cut his troat in dee
park; and I will teach a scurvy jack-a-nape priest
to meddle or make. You may be gone; it is not good
you tarry here. By gar, I will cut all his two
stones; by gar, he shall not have a stone to throw
at his dog:

5

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1]

Mistress Page

632

Letter for letter, but that the name of Page and
Ford differs! To thy great comfort in this mystery
of ill opinions, here's the twin-brother of thy
letter: but let thine inherit first; for, I
protest, mine never shall. I warrant he hath a
thousand of these letters, writ with blank space for
different names—sure, more,—and these are of the
second edition: he will print them, out of doubt;
for he cares not what he puts into the press, when
he would put us two. I had rather be a giantess,
and lie under Mount Pelion. Well, I will find you
twenty lascivious turtles ere one chaste man.

6

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2]

Hostess Quickly

836

Shall I vouchsafe your worship a word or two?

7

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2]

Falstaff

837

Two thousand, fair woman: and I'll vouchsafe thee
the hearing.

8

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 3]

Doctor Caius

1121

Vat be all you, one, two, tree, four, come for?

9

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 3]

Doctor Caius

1132

I pray you, bear vitness that me have stay six or
seven, two, tree hours for him, and he is no come.

10

Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 2]

Ford

1322

Ay; and as idle as she may hang together, for want
of company. I think, if your husbands were dead,
you two would marry.

11

Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 3]

Mistress Page

1517

For shame! never stand 'you had rather' and 'you
had rather:' your husband's here at hand, bethink
you of some conveyance: in the house you cannot
hide him. O, how have you deceived me! Look, here
is a basket: if he be of any reasonable stature, he
may creep in here; and throw foul linen upon him, as
if it were going to bucking: or—it is whiting-time
—send him by your two men to Datchet-mead.

12

Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 3]

Sir Hugh Evans

1621

If there is one, I shall make two in the company.

13

Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 3]

Doctor Caius

1622

If dere be one or two, I shall make-a the turd.

14

Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 4]

Slender

1670

I had a father, Mistress Anne; my uncle can tell you
good jests of him. Pray you, uncle, tell Mistress
Anne the jest, how my father stole two geese out of
a pen, good uncle.

15

Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 4]

Hostess Quickly

1733

Now heaven send thee good fortune!
[Exit FENTON]
A kind heart he hath: a woman would run through
fire and water for such a kind heart. But yet I
would my master had Mistress Anne; or I would
Master Slender had her; or, in sooth, I would Master
Fenton had her; I will do what I can for them all
three; for so I have promised, and I'll be as good
as my word; but speciously for Master Fenton. Well,
I must of another errand to Sir John Falstaff from
my two mistresses: what a beast am I to slack it!

16

Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 1]

William Page

1910

Two.

17

Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 2]

(stage directions)

2066

[Re-enter MISTRESS FORD with two Servants]

18

Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 2]

Mistress Page

2170

Yes, by all means; if it be but to scrape the
figures out of your husband's brains. If they can
find in their hearts the poor unvirtuous fat knight
shall be any further afflicted, we two will still be
the ministers.

19

Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 4]

Mistress Ford

2221

Devise but how you'll use him when he comes,
And let us two devise to bring him thither.

20

Merry Wives of Windsor
[IV, 4]

Mistress Page

2242

That likewise have we thought upon, and thus:
Nan Page my daughter and my little son
And three or four more of their growth we'll dress
Like urchins, ouphes and fairies, green and white,
With rounds of waxen tapers on their heads,
And rattles in their hands: upon a sudden,
As Falstaff, she and I, are newly met,
Let them from forth a sawpit rush at once
With some diffused song: upon their sight,
We two in great amazedness will fly:
Then let them all encircle him about
And, fairy-like, to-pinch the unclean knight,
And ask him why, that hour of fairy revel,
In their so sacred paths he dares to tread
In shape profane.

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