ACT III
SCENE 4. A room in PAGE'S house.
[Enter FENTON, ANNE PAGE, and MISTRESS QUICKLY.
MISTRESS QUICKLY stands apart.]
FENTON.
I see I cannot get thy father's love;
Therefore no more turn me to him, sweet Nan.
ANNE.
Alas! how then?
FENTON.
Why, thou must be thyself.
He doth object, I am too great of birth;
And that my state being gall'd with my expense,
I seek to heal it only by his wealth.
Besides these, other bars he lays before me,
My riots past, my wild societies;
And tells me 'tis a thing impossible
I should love thee but as a property.
ANNE.
May be he tells you true.
FENTON.
No, heaven so speed me in my time to come!
Albeit I will confess thy father's wealth
Was the first motive that I wooed thee, Anne:
Yet, wooing thee, I found thee of more value
Than stamps in gold, or sums in sealed bags;
And 'tis the very riches of thyself
That now I aim at.
ANNE.
Gentle Master Fenton,
Yet seek my father's love; still seek it, sir.
If opportunity and humblest suit
Cannot attain it, why then,--hark you hither.
[They converse apart.]
[Enter SHALLOW and SLENDER.]
SHALLOW.
Break their talk, Mistress Quickly: my kinsman
shall speak for himself.
SLENDER.
I'll make a shaft or a bolt on 't. 'Slid, 'tis but
venturing.
SHALLOW.
Be not dismayed.
SLENDER.
No, she shall not dismay me. I care not for that,
but that I am afeard.
QUICKLY.
Hark ye; Master Slender would speak a word with you.
ANNE.
I come to him. [Aside.] This is my father's choice.
O, what a world of vile ill-favour'd faults
Looks handsome in three hundred pounds a year!
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