READ STUDY GUIDE: Act II, Scenes ii-iii |
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Act II, Scene iii:
A field near Windsor.
A field near Windsor.
| [Enter CAIUS and RUGBY.] |
| CAIUS: |
| Jack Rugby! |
| RUGBY: |
| Sir? |
| CAIUS: |
| Vat is de clock, Jack? |
| RUGBY: |
| 'Tis past the hour, sir, that Sir Hugh promised to |
| meet. |
| CAIUS: |
| By gar, he has save his soul, dat he is no come; he has |
| pray his Pible vell dat he is no come: by gar, Jack Rugby, |
| he is dead already, if he be come. |
| RUGBY: |
| He is wise, sir; he knew your worship would kill |
| him if he came. |
| CAIUS: |
| By gar, de herring is no dead so as I vill kill him. Take |
| your rapier, Jack; I vill tell you how I vill kill him. |
| RUGBY: |
| Alas, sir1 I cannot fence! |
| CAIUS: |
| Villany, take your rapier. |
| RUGBY: |
| Forbear; here's company. |
| [Enter HOST, SHALLOW, SLENDER, and PAGE.] |
| HOST: |
| Bless thee, bully doctor! |
| SHALLOW: |
| Save you, Master Doctor Caius! |
| PAGE: |
| Now, good Master Doctor! |
| SLENDER: |
| Give you good morrow, sir. |
| CAIUS: |
| Vat be all you, one, two, tree, four, come for? |
| HOST: |
| To see thee fight, to see thee foin, to see thee traverse; |
| to see thee here, to see thee there; to see thee pass thy |
| punto, thy stock, thy reverse, thy distance, thy montant. |
| Is he dead, my Ethiopian? Is he dead, my Francisco? Ha, |
| bully! What says my Aesculapius? my Galen? my heart |
| of elder? Ha! is he dead, bully stale? Is he dead? |
| CAIUS: |
| By gar, he is de coward Jack priest of de world; he is |
| not show his face. |
| HOST: |
| Thou art a Castalion King Urinal! Hector of Greece, |
| my boy! |
| CAIUS: |
| I pray you, bear witness that me have stay six or |
| seven, two, tree hours for him, and he is no come. |
| SHALLOW: |
| He is the wiser man, Master doctor: he is a curer |
| of souls, and you a curer of bodies; if you should fight, |
| you go against the hair of your professions. Is it not true, |
| Master Page? |
| PAGE: |
| Master Shallow, you have yourself been a great fighter, |
| though now a man of peace. |
| SHALLOW: |
| Bodykins, Master Page, though I now be old, and |
| of the peace, if I see a sword out, my finger itches to make |
| one. Though we are justices, and doctors, and churchmen, |
| Master Page, we have some salt of our youth in us; we are |
| the sons of women, Master Page. |
| PAGE: |
| 'Tis true, Master Shallow. |
| SHALLOW: |
| It will be found so, Master Page. Master Doctor |
| Caius, I come to fetch you home. I am sworn of the peace; |
| you have showed yourself a wise physician, and Sir Hugh |
| hath shown himself a wise and patient churchman. You |
| must go with me, Master Doctor. |
| HOST: |
| Pardon, guest-justice.—A word, Monsieur Mockwater. |
| CAIUS: |
| Mock-vater! Vat is dat? |
| HOST: |
| Mockwater, in our English tongue, is valour, bully. |
| CAIUS: |
| By gar, then I have as much mockvater as de Englishman.— |
| Scurvy jack-dog priest! By gar, me vill cut his ears. |
| HOST: |
| He will clapper-claw thee tightly, bully. |
| CAIUS: |
| Clapper-de-claw! Vat is dat? |
| HOST: |
| That is, he will make thee amends. |
| CAIUS: |
| By gar, me do look he shall clapper-de-claw me; for, |
| by gar, me vill have it. |
| HOST: |
| And I will provoke him to't, or let him wag. |
| CAIUS: |
| Me tank you for dat. |
| HOST: |
| And, moreover, bully—but first: Master guest, and Master |
| Page, and eke Cavaliero Slender, go you through the town to |
| Frogmore. |
| [Aside to them.] |
| PAGE: |
| Sir Hugh is there, is he? |
| HOST: |
| He is there: see what humour he is in; and I will bring the |
| doctor about by the fields. Will it do well? |
| SHALLOW: |
| We will do it. |
| PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER. |
| Adieu, good Master Doctor. |
| [Exeunt PAGE, SHALLOW, and SLENDER.] |
| CAIUS: |
| By gar, me vill kill de priest; for he speak for a jack- |
| an-ape to Anne Page. |
| HOST: |
| Let him die. Sheathe thy impatience; throw cold water |
| on thy choler; go about the fields with me through Frogmore; |
| I will bring thee where Mistress Anne Page is, at a |
| farm-house a-feasting; and thou shalt woo her. Cried I aim! Said |
| I well? |
| CAIUS: |
| By gar, me tank you for dat: by gar, I love you; and |
| I shall procure-a you de good guest, de earl, de knight, de |
| lords, de gentlemen, my patients. |
| HOST: |
| For the which I will be thy adversary toward Anne |
| Page: said I well? |
| CAIUS: |
| By gar, 'tis good; vell said. |
| HOST: |
| Let us wag, then. |
| CAIUS: |
| Come at my heels, Jack Rugby. |
| [Exeunt.] |
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