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Nym. I will run no base humor. Here, take the humor-letter; I will keep the havior of reputation.

Fal. [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 [humor] of the age,

French thrift, you rogues—myself and skirted page.

[Exeunt Falstaff and Robin.]

Pist.

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!

Nym. I have operations [in my head] which be humors of revenge.

Pist.

Wilt thou revenge?

Nym.

By welkin and her star!

Pist.

With wit or steel?

Nym.

With both the humors, I.

I will discuss the humor of this love to [Page].

Pist.

And I to [Ford] shall eke unfold

How Falstaff (varlet vile)

His dove will prove, his gold will hold,

And his soft couch defile.

Nym. My humor shall not cool. I will incense [Page] to deal with poison; I will possess him with yallowness, for the revolt of mine is dangerous—that is my true humor.