L'onore? Ladri!

English Libretto or Translation:

FALSTAFF
seeing the page Robin coming in from the back
Hey! page!
then immediately to Bardolfo and Pistola.
Go and impend yourself.
But no more to me.
to the page that will come out running with the letters
Two letters, take, for two ladies.
Delivery quickly, run, quick, go!
turned to Pistola and Bardolfo
The Honor!
Thieves! You stay in your honor, you!
Cloache d'ignominia, when, not always, we
can stay loyal to ours. I myself, yes, me, me,
I must on the one hand place the fear of God
And, by necessity, mislead the honor, use
Stratagems and misunderstandings,
Destroy, border.
And you, with your rags and the look of a
cat-like cake and the fetid sghignazzi you have to escort
Your Honor! That honor?! what honor? what an honor! that chatters!
What a bay! - Can the honor fill your stomach?
No. Can the honor put a shin back on you? He can not.
Not a foot? No. Nor a finger? Nor a hair? No.
Honor is not a surgeon. What is it then? A word.
What's in this word? There is air flying.
Nice construct! Can the honor hear him who died?
No. Do you live alone with the living? ... Not even: why wrongly
The flattering swells, the pride corrupts him,
The soften the slanders; and for me I do not want it!
But, to return to you, scoundrels, I waited too long.
And I'll talk you out.
He picks up his broom and chases Bardolfo and Pistola, who dodge the blows running here and there and taking shelter behind the table
Olà! Lesti! Lesti! at a gallop!
Galloping! The halter is very well there.
Thieves! Street! Out of here! Out of here! Out of here!