SCENE 2. A street in Windsor.
What say you to young Master Fenton? He capers,
he dances, he has eyes of youth, he writes verses, he speaks
holiday, he smells April and May; he will carry 't, he will
carry 't; 'tis in his buttons; he will carry 't.
Not by my consent, I promise you. The gentleman is
of no having: he kept company with the wild Prince and
Pointz; he is of too high a region, he knows too much. No,
he shall not knit a knot in his fortunes with the finger of
my substance; if he take her, let him take her simply; the
wealth I have waits on my consent, and my consent goes
not that way.
I beseech you, heartily, some of you go home with me
to dinner: besides your cheer, you shall have sport; I will
show you a monster. Master Doctor, you shall go; so shall
you, Master Page; and you, Sir Hugh.
Well, fare you well; we shall have the freer
wooing at Master Page's.
[Exeunt SHALLOW and SLENDER.]
Go home, John Rugby; I come anon.
Farewell, my hearts; I will to my honest knight
Falstaff, and drink canary with him. [Exit.] HOST
[Aside] I think I shall drink in pipe-wine first with
him. I'll make him dance. Will you go, gentles?
Have with you to see this monster.