Enter FALSTAFF, SHALLOW, SILENCE, DAVY, BARDOLPH, and the PAGE
Nay, you shall see my orchard, where, in an arbor, we will
eat a last year’s pippin of my own graffing, with a dish of
caraways, and so forth.—Come, cousin Silence.—And then
5Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling and a rich.
Barren, barren, barren, beggars all, beggars all, Sir John.
Marry, good air.—Spread, Davy, spread, Davy. Well said,
This Davy serves you for good uses. He is your servingman
10and your husband.
A good varlet, a good varlet, a very good varlet, Sir John. By
the Mass, I have drunk too much sack at supper. A good
varlet. Now sit down, now sit down.—Come, cousin.
Ah, sirrah, quoth he, we shall
15Do nothing but eat and make good cheer,
(sings) And praise God for the merry year,
When flesh is cheap and females dear,
And lusty lads roam here and there
20And ever among so merrily.
There’s a merry heart!—Good Master Silence, I’ll give you
a health for that anon.