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| Character | Mistress Page | |
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| Gender | Female | |
| Age Range(s) | Young Adult (20-35), Adult (36-50) | |
| Type of monologue / Character is | Angry, Complaining, Frustrated, Mocking | |
| Type | Serio-comic | |
| Period | Renaissance | |
| Genre | Comedy | |
| Props | A letter | |
| Description | Mistress Page is angered by Falstaff's letter | |
| Details | ACT 2 Scene 1 | |
Summary
In the first scene of the play we are introduced to Justice Shallow, Master Slender and Sir Hugh Evans. First they talk about Sir John Falstaff, a scoundrel and a thief, who has wronged them, then about Slender's hopes to marry Anne Page.
They confront Falstaff at Master Page's house and he admits his wrongdoings. Falstaff later tells his men that he plans to seduce Mistress Page and Mistress Ford so that he can have access to their husband's money. He sends a love letter to Mistress Page, who in this monologue, reads it and is angered by it. She wonders how a man who is fat and old like Falstaff dares court her. She plans to get revenge.
They confront Falstaff at Master Page's house and he admits his wrongdoings. Falstaff later tells his men that he plans to seduce Mistress Page and Mistress Ford so that he can have access to their husband's money. He sends a love letter to Mistress Page, who in this monologue, reads it and is angered by it. She wonders how a man who is fat and old like Falstaff dares court her. She plans to get revenge.
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| MISTRESS PAGE What, have I scaped love-letters in the holiday- time of my beauty, and am I now a subject for them? Let me see. [Reads] 'Ask me no reason why I love you; for though Love use Reason for his physician, he admits him not for his counsellor. You are not young, no more am I; go to then, there's sympathy: you are merry, so am I; ha, ha! then there's more sympathy: you love sack, and so do I; would you desire better sympathy? Let it suffice thee, Mistress Page,--at the least, if the love of soldier can suffice,-- that I love thee. I will not say, pity me; 'tis not a soldier-like phrase: but I say, love me. By me, Thine own true knight, By day or night, Or any kind of light, With all his might For thee to fight, JOHN FALSTAFF' What a Herod of Jewry is this! O wicked world! One that is well-nigh worn to pieces with age to show himself a young gallant! What an unweighed behavior hath this Flemish drunkard picked--with the devil's name!--out of my conversation, that he dares in this manner assay me? Why, he hath not been thrice in my company! What should I say to him? I was then frugal of my mirth: Heaven forgive me! Why, I'll exhibit a bill in the parliament for the putting down of men. How shall I be revenged on him? for revenged I will be, as sure as his guts are made of puddings. |
