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    Act 3, Scene I

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    SCENE I. A field near Frogmore.

    Enter SIR HUGH EVANS and SIMPLE
    SIR HUGH EVANS
    I pray you now, good master Slender's serving-man,
    and friend Simple by your name, which way have you
    looked for Master Caius, that calls himself doctor of physic?

    SIMPLE
    Marry, sir, the pittie-ward, the park-ward, every
    way; old Windsor way, and every way but the town
    way.

    SIR HUGH EVANS
    I most fehemently desire you you will also look that
    way.

    SIMPLE
    I will, sir.

    Exit

    SIR HUGH EVANS
    'Pless my soul, how full of chollors I am, and
    trempling of mind! I shall be glad if he have
    deceived me. How melancholies I am! I will knog
    his urinals about his knave's costard when I have
    good opportunities for the ork. 'Pless my soul!

    Sings

    To shallow rivers, to whose falls
    Melodious birds sings madrigals;
    There will we make our peds of roses,
    And a thousand fragrant posies.
    To shallow--
    Mercy on me! I have a great dispositions to cry.

    Sings

    Melodious birds sing madrigals--
    When as I sat in Pabylon--
    And a thousand vagram posies.
    To shallow & c.

    Re-enter SIMPLE

    SIMPLE
    Yonder he is coming, this way, Sir Hugh.

    SIR HUGH EVANS
    He's welcome.

    Sings

    To shallow rivers, to whose falls-
    Heaven prosper the right! What weapons is he?

    SIMPLE
    No weapons, sir. There comes my master, Master
    Shallow, and another gentleman, from Frogmore, over
    the stile, this way.

    SIR HUGH EVANS
    Pray you, give me my gown; or else keep it in your arms.

    Enter PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER

    SHALLOW
    How now, master Parson! Good morrow, good Sir Hugh.
    Keep a gamester from the dice, and a good student
    from his book, and it is wonderful.

    SLENDER
    [Aside] Ah, sweet Anne Page!

    PAGE
    'Save you, good Sir Hugh!

    SIR HUGH EVANS
    'Pless you from his mercy sake, all of you!

    SHALLOW
    What, the sword and the word! do you study them
    both, master parson?

    PAGE
    And youthful still! in your doublet and hose this
    raw rheumatic day!

    SIR HUGH EVANS
    There is reasons and causes for it.

    PAGE
    We are come to you to do a good office, master parson.


    SIR HUGH EVANS
    Fery well: what is it?

    PAGE
    Yonder is a most reverend gentleman, who, belike
    having received wrong by some person, is at most
    odds with his own gravity and patience that ever you
    saw.

    SHALLOW
    I have lived fourscore years and upward; I never
    heard a man of his place, gravity and learning, so
    wide of his own respect.

    SIR HUGH EVANS
    What is he?

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    I think
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