Act 2, Scene 3
A field near Windsor.
- [Enter CAIUS and RUGBY.]
- Doctor Caius
- 871 Jack Rugby!
- Rugby
- 872 Sir?
- Doctor Caius
- 873 Vat is de clock, Jack?
- Rugby
- 874 'Tis past the hour, sir, that Sir Hugh promised to meet.
- Doctor Caius
- 875 By gar, he has save his soul, dat he is no come; he has pray his
- 876 Pible vell dat he is no come: by gar, Jack Rugby, he is dead
- 877 already, if he be come.
- Rugby
- 878 He is wise, sir; he knew your worship would kill him if he came.
- Doctor Caius
- 879 By gar, de herring is no dead so as I vill kill him. Take your
- 880 rapier, Jack; I vill tell you how I vill kill him.
- Rugby
- 881 Alas, sir, I cannot fence!
- Doctor Caius
- 882 Villany, take your rapier.
- Rugby
- 883 Forbear; here's company.
- [Enter HOST, SHALLOW, SLENDER, and PAGE.]
- Host of the Garter
- 884 Bless thee, bully doctor!
- Justice Shallow
- 885 Save you, Master Doctor Caius!
- Page
- 886 Now, good Master Doctor!
- Slender
- 887 Give you good morrow, sir.
- Doctor Caius
- 888 Vat be all you, one, two, tree, four, come for?
- Host of the Garter
- 889 To see thee fight, to see thee foin, to see thee traverse; to see
- 890 thee here, to see thee there; to see thee pass thy punto, thy stock,
- 891 thy reverse, thy distance, thy montant. Is he dead, my Ethiopian?
- 892 Is he dead, my Francisco? Ha, bully! What says my Aesculapius?
- 893 my Galen? my heart of elder? Ha! is he dead, bully stale? Is he
- 894 dead?
- Doctor Caius
- 895 By gar, he is de coward Jack priest of de world; he is not show
- 896 his face.
- Host of the Garter
- 897 Thou art a Castalion King Urinal! Hector of Greece, my boy!
- Doctor Caius
- 898 I pray you, bear witness that me have stay six or seven, two, tree
- 899 hours for him, and he is no come.
- Justice Shallow
- 900 He is the wiser man, Master doctor: he is a curer of souls, and you
- 901 a curer of bodies; if you should fight, you go against the hair of
- 902 your professions. Is it not true, Master Page?
- Page
- 903 Master Shallow, you have yourself been a great fighter, though now
- 904 a man of peace.
- Justice Shallow
- 905 Bodykins, Master Page, though I now be old, and of the peace, if
- 906 I see a sword out, my finger itches to make one. Though we are
- 907 justices, and doctors, and churchmen, Master Page, we have some
- 908 salt of our youth in us; we are the sons of women, Master Page.
- Page
- 909 'Tis true, Master Shallow.
- Justice Shallow
- 910 It will be found so, Master Page. Master Doctor Caius, I come to
- 911 fetch you home. I am sworn of the peace; you have showed yourself
- 912 a wise physician, and Sir Hugh hath shown himself a wise and
- 913 patient churchman. You must go with me, Master Doctor.
- Host of the Garter
- 914 Pardon, guest-justice.—A word, Monsieur Mockwater.
- Doctor Caius
- 915 Mock-vater! Vat is dat?
- Host of the Garter
- 916 Mockwater, in our English tongue, is valour, bully.
- Doctor Caius
- 917 By gar, then I have as much mockvater as de Englishman.—Scurvy
- 918 jack-dog priest! By gar, me vill cut his ears.
- Host of the Garter
- 919 He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully.
- Doctor Caius
- 920 Clapper-de-claw! Vat is dat?
- Host of the Garter
- 921 That is, he will make thee amends.
- Doctor Caius
- 922 By gar, me do look he shall clapper-de-claw me; for, by gar, me
- 923 vill have it.
- Host of the Garter
- 924 And I will provoke him to't, or let him wag.
- Doctor Caius
- 925 Me tank you for dat.
- Host of the Garter
- 926 And, moreover, bully—but first: Master guest, and Master Page,
- 927 and eke Cavaliero Slender, go you through the town to Frogmore.
- [Aside to them.]
- Page
- 928 Sir Hugh is there, is he?
- Host of the Garter
- 929 He is there: see what humour he is in; and I will bring the
- 930 doctor about by the fields. Will it do well?
- Justice Shallow
- 931 We will do it.
- Justice Shallow
- 932 PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER.
- 933 Adieu, good Master Doctor.
- [Exeunt PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER.]
- Doctor Caius
- 934 By gar, me vill kill de priest; for he speak for a jack-an-ape
- 935 to Anne Page.
- Host of the Garter
- 936 Let him die. Sheathe thy impatience; throw cold water on thy choler;
- 937 go about the fields with me through Frogmore; I will bring thee
- 938 where Mistress Anne Page is, at a farm-house a-feasting; and thou
- 939 shalt woo her. Cried I aim? Said I well?
- Doctor Caius
- 940 By gar, me tank you for dat: by gar, I love you; and I shall
- 941 procure-a you de good guest, de earl, de knight, de lords, de
- 942 gentlemen, my patients.
- Host of the Garter
- 943 For the which I will be thy adversary toward Anne Page: said I well?
- Doctor Caius
- 944 By gar, 'tis good; vell said.
- Host of the Garter
- 945 Let us wag, then.
- Doctor Caius
- 946 Come at my heels, Jack Rugby.
- [Exeunt.]