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Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling

Falstaff
Fore God, you have here a goodly dwelling,
and a  rich.
Shallow
Barren, barren, barren, beggars all, beggars
all, Sir John. Marry, good air.—Spread, Davy,
spread, Davy. Well said, Davy.
Falstaff
This Davy serves you for good uses. He is
your servingman and your husband.
Shallow
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.
Silence
Ah, sirrah, quoth he, we shall
Sings.

Do nothing but eat and make good cheer,
And praise God for the merry year,
When flesh is cheap and females dear,
And lusty lads roam here and there
So merrily,
And ever among so merrily.

Falstaff
There's a merry heart!—Good Master Silence,
I'll give you a health for that anon.
Shallow
Give Master Bardolph some wine, Davy.
Davy, to the guests
Sweet sir, sit. I'll be with you
anon. Most sweet sir, sit. Master page, good master
page, sit. Proface. What you want in meat, we'll
have in drink, but you must bear. The heart's all.
He exits.
Shallow
Be merry, Master Bardolph.—And, my little
soldier there, be merry.
Silence sings

Be merry, be merry, my wife has all,
For women are shrews, both short and tall.
‘Tis merry in hall when beards wags all,
And welcome merry Shrovetide.
Be merry, be merry.

Falstaff
I did not think Master Silence had been a
man of this mettle.
Silence
Who, I? I have been merry twice and once ere
now.

Enter Davy.

Davy, to the guests
There's a dish of leather-coats for
you.
Shallow
Davy!
Davy
Your Worship, I'll be with you straight.—A cup
of wine, sir.
Silence sings

A cup of wine that's brisk and fine,
And drink unto thee, leman mine,
And a merry heart lives long-a.

Falstaff
Well said, Master Silence.
Silence
And we shall be merry; now comes in the
sweet o' th' night.
Falstaff
Health and long life to you, Master Silence.
Silence sings

Fill the cup, and let it come,
I'll pledge you a mile to th' bottom.

Shallow
Honest Bardolph, welcome. If thou want'st
anything and wilt not call, beshrew thy heart.—
Welcome, my little tiny thief, and welcome indeed
too. I'll drink to Master Bardolph, and to all the
cabileros about London.

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Act 5
Scene 3
Line 5

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