The Merry Wives Of Windsor (2011) - Plot & Excerpts
Evans with a sword in one hand and a book in the other, Simple carrying Evans’ gown 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 physic3? SIMPLE Marry, sir, the Petty-ward, the Park-ward4, every way: Old Windsor5 way, and every way but the town way. EVANS I most fehemently desire you, you will also look that way. SIMPLE I will, sir. Steps aside and keeps watch EVANS Pless my soul, how full of chollors9 I am, and trempling of mind! I shall be glad if he have deceived me. How melancholies I am! I will knog his urinals11 about his knave’s costard12 when I have good opportunities for the ’ork. Pless my soul! To shallow rivers, to whose falls14 Sings Melodious birds sings madrigals15. 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. Melodious birds sing madrigals.
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