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1

Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 1]

Slender

44

Mistress Anne Page? She has brown hair, and speaks
small like a woman.

2

Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 4]

Hostess Quickly

529

You shall have An fool's-head of your own. No, I
know Anne's mind for that: never a woman in Windsor
knows more of Anne's mind than I do; nor can do more
than I do with her, I thank heaven.

3

Merry Wives of Windsor
[I, 4]

Fenton

536

How now, good woman? how dost thou?

4

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1]

Mistress Page

607

What's the matter, woman?

5

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1]

Mistress Ford

608

O woman, if it were not for one trifling respect, I
could come to such honour!

6

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1]

Mistress Page

610

Hang the trifle, woman! take the honour. What is
it? dispense with trifles; what is it?

7

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 1]

Mistress Ford

665

You are the happier woman.

8

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2]

Robin

826

Sir, here's a woman would speak with you.

9

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2]

Falstaff

837

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

10

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2]

Hostess Quickly

879

Ay, forsooth; and then you may come and see the
picture, she says, that you wot of: Master Ford,
her husband, will be from home. Alas! the sweet
woman leads an ill life with him: he's a very
jealousy man: she leads a very frampold life with
him, good heart.

11

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2]

Falstaff

885

Ten and eleven. Woman, commend me to her; I will
not fail her.

12

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2]

Hostess Quickly

887

Why, you say well. But I have another messenger to
your worship. Mistress Page hath her hearty
commendations to you too: and let me tell you in
your ear, she's as fartuous a civil modest wife, and
one, I tell you, that will not miss you morning nor
evening prayer, as any is in Windsor, whoe'er be the
other: and she bade me tell your worship that her
husband is seldom from home; but she hopes there
will come a time. I never knew a woman so dote upon
a man: surely I think you have charms, la; yes, in truth.

13

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2]

Hostess Quickly

902

That were a jest indeed! they have not so little
grace, I hope: that were a trick indeed! but
Mistress Page would desire you to send her your
little page, of all loves: her husband has a
marvellous infection to the little page; and truly
Master Page is an honest man. Never a wife in
Windsor leads a better life than she does: do what
she will, say what she will, take all, pay all, go
to bed when she list, rise when she list, all is as
she will: and truly she deserves it; for if there
be a kind woman in Windsor, she is one. You must
send her your page; no remedy.

14

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2]

Falstaff

922

Fare thee well: commend me to them both: there's
my purse; I am yet thy debtor. Boy, go along with
this woman.
[Exeunt MISTRESS QUICKLY and ROBIN]
This news distracts me!

15

Merry Wives of Windsor
[II, 2]

Ford

1073

What a damned Epicurean rascal is this! My heart is
ready to crack with impatience. Who says this is
improvident jealousy? my wife hath sent to him; the
hour is fixed; the match is made. Would any man
have thought this? See the hell of having a false
woman! My bed shall be abused, my coffers
ransacked, my reputation gnawn at; and I shall not
only receive this villanous wrong, but stand under
the adoption of abominable terms, and by him that
does me this wrong. Terms! names! Amaimon sounds
well; Lucifer, well; Barbason, well; yet they are
devils' additions, the names of fiends: but
Cuckold! Wittol!—Cuckold! the devil himself hath
not such a name. Page is an ass, a secure ass: he
will trust his wife; he will not be jealous. I will
rather trust a Fleming with my butter, Parson Hugh
the Welshman with my cheese, an Irishman with my
aqua-vitae bottle, or a thief to walk my ambling
gelding, than my wife with herself; then she plots,
then she ruminates, then she devises; and what they
think in their hearts they may effect, they will
break their hearts but they will effect. God be
praised for my jealousy! Eleven o'clock the hour.
I will prevent this, detect my wife, be revenged on
Falstaff, and laugh at Page. I will about it;
better three hours too soon than a minute too late.
Fie, fie, fie! cuckold! cuckold! cuckold!

16

Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 3]

Mistress Ford

1487

Pray you, do so: she's a very tattling woman.
[FALSTAFF hides himself]
[Re-enter MISTRESS PAGE and ROBIN]
What's the matter? how now!

17

Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 3]

Mistress Page

1500

Your husband's coming hither, woman, with all the
officers in Windsor, to search for a gentleman that
he says is here now in the house by your consent, to
take an ill advantage of his assence: you are undone.

18

Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 3]

Doctor Caius

1610

By gar, I see 'tis an honest woman.

19

Merry Wives of Windsor
[III, 4]

Slender

1675

Ay, that I do; as well as I love any woman in
Gloucestershire.

20

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!