10 Who mutually hath answer’d my affection,
So far forth as herself might be her chooser,
Even to my wish: I have a letter from her
Of such contents as you will wonder at;
The mirth [whereof] so larded with my matter,
15 That neither singly can be manifested,
Without the show of both; [fat Falstaff]
Hath a great [scene]: the image of the jest
I’ll show you here at large. Hark, good mine host.
To-night at Herne’s oak, just ’twixt twelve and one,