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- 132 Merry Wives of Windsor [Act v
Song
Fie on sinful fantasy /
Fie on lust and luxury !
Lust is but a bloody fire ^
Kindled with unchaste desire^
Fed i7i hearty whose flames aspire
As thoughts do blow them, higher and higher. 100
Pinch him, fairies, mutually ;
Pinch hi^nfor his villany ;
Pinch him, and burn him, and turn him about.
Till candles and starlight and moonshine be out.
[Durifig this song they pinch Falstaff. Doc-
tor Caius comes one way and steals away
a fait J in green ; Slender another way and
takes off a faiiy in white ; and Fenton
comes and steals away Anne Page, A
noise of hunting is heard within. All the
Fairies run away. Falstaff pulls off his
buck^s head, and rises.
Enter Page, Ford, Mistress Page, and Mistress
Ford
Page. Nay, do not fly ; I think we have watch 'd you
now.
Will none but Heme the hunter serve your turn ?
Mrs. Page. I pray you, come, hold up the jest no
higher. —
Now, good Sir John, how like you Windsor wives ? —
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