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haviour of reputation. [70]

FALSTAFF
[To Robin.]
Hold, sirrah, bear you these letters tightly;
Sail like my pinnace to these golden shores.
Rogues, hence, avaunt, vanish like hailstones; go;

Trudge; plod away i’ th’ hoof; seek shelter, pack!
Falstaff will learn the honour of the age; [75]
French thrift, you rogues − myself and skirted page.

Exeunt Falstaff and Robin.

PISTOL

Let vultures gripe thy guts, for gourd and fullam holds,
And high and low beguiles the rich and poor;
Tester I’ll have in pouch when thou shalt lack,
Base Phrygian Turk! [80]

NYM
I have operations which be humours of revenge.

PISTOL
Wilt thou revenge?

NYM
By welkin and her star!

PISTOL
With wit or steel?

NYM
With both the humours, I: I will discuss the humour [85]
of this love to Ford.

PISTOL
And I to Page shall eke unfold

How Falstaff, varlet vile,