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Whiles you chid me, I did love ;

The royal dinposition or that beast,
How then might your prayers move?

To prey on nothing that doth seem as dead :
He, that brings this love to thee,

This seen, Orlando did approach the man,
Little knows this love in me :

And found it was bis brother, bis elder brother.
And by him seal up thy mind ;

Cel. O, I have heard him speak of that same Whether that thy youth and kind

Will the faithful offer take

And he did render him the most unnatural
Of me, and all that I can make ;

That li: 'H'mongst men.
Or else by him my love deny,


And well be might go do, And then I'll study how to die.

For well I know he was unnatural.

Ros. But, to Orlando ;-Did he leave him there, Sil. Call you this chiding?

Focd to the suck'd and hungry lioness? Cel. Alas, poor shepherd!

Oli. Twice did he turn his back, and purpos’d so : Ros. Do you pity him? no, he deserves no pity But kindness, nobler ever than revenge, - Wilt thou love such a woman?- What, to make And palure, stronger than bis just occasion, thee an instrument, and play false strains upon Made him give battle to the lioness, thee! not to be endured !- Well, go your way to Who quickly fell before him; in which hurtling ber (for I see, love bath made thee a tame snake), From miserable slumber I awak’d. and say this to her ;--That if she love me, I charge Cel. Are you his brother? her to love thee : if she will not, I will never have Ros.

Was it you he rescued ? her, unless thou entreat for ber.-If you be a true Cel. Was't you that did so oft contrive to kill lover, hence, and not a word ; for here comes more

bim? company.

[Erit Silvius. Oli. 'Twas I; but 'tis not I: I do not shame

To tell you what I was, since my conversion

So sweetly tastes, being the thing I am. Olj, Good-morrow, fair ones: Pray you, if you Ros. But, for the bloody napkin ?know


By and by.
Where, in the purlieus of this forest, stands When from the first to last, betwixt us two,
A sleep-cote, fonc'd about with olive-trees? Tears our recountments had most kindly bath'd,
Cel. West of this place, duwn in the neighbour As, how I came into that desert place

In brief, he led me to the gentle duke,
The rank of osiers, by the murmuring stream, Who gave me fresh array, and entertainment,
Left on your right hand, brings you to the place : Committirg me unto my brother's love ;
But at this hour the bou e doth keep itself, Who led me instantly unto his cave,
There's none within.

There stripp'd himself, and here upon his arm Oli. If that an eye may profit by a tongue,

The lioness bad torn some flesh away, Then I should know you by description;

Which all this while bad bled; and now he fainted, Such garments and such years: The boy is fair, And cry'd in fainting, upon Rosalind. of female favour, and bestows himself

Brief, I recover'd him ; bound up his wound ; Like e ripe sister : but the woman low,

And, after some small space, being strong at heart, And browner than her brother.

Are not you

He sent me bither stranger as I am,
The owner of the house I did inquire for? To tell this story, that you might excuse

Cel. It is no boast, being ask'd, to say, we are. His broken promise, and to give this napkin,

Oli. Orlando doth commend bim to you both ; Dy'd in this blood, unto the shepherd youth And to that youth, be calls his Rosalind,

That he in sport doth call his Rosalind. He sends this bloody napkin ; Are you be?

Cel. Wby, how now, Ganymede ? sweet GanyRos. I ara : what must we understand by this?

mede ?

(ROSALIND faints. Oli. Some of my shame; if you will know of me Oli. Mauy will swoon when they do look on What man I am, and how, and why, and wbere

blood. This handkercbief was stain'd.

Cel. There is more in it :-Cousin—Ganymede ! Cel.

I pray you, tell it. Oli, Look, he recovers. Oli. When last the young Orlando parted from Ros.

I would, I were at home. you,

Cel. We'll lead


tbither :He left a promise to return again


pray you, will you take him by the arm? Within an hour ; and, pacing through the forest, Oli. Be of good cheer, youth :-You a man !-Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy, You lack a man's heart. Lo, what befel! He threw his eye aside,

Ros. I do so, I confess it. Ah, sir, a body would And, mark, wbat object did present itself! think this was well counterfeited : I pray you tell Under an oak, whose boughs were moss'd with your brother how well I counterfeited.--High age,

ho!And bigh top bald with dry antiquity,

Oli. This was not counterfeit; there is too great A wretcbed ragged man, o'ergrown with hair, testimony in your complexion, that it was a passion Lay sleeping on his back : about his neck

of earnest. A green and gilded snake bad wreath'd itself, Ros. Counterfeit, I assure you. Who with her head, nimble in threats, approach'd Oli. Well then, take a good heart, and counterThe opening of his mouth ; but suddenly

feit to be a man. Seeing Orlando, it unlink'd itself,

Ros. So I do: but i'faith I should have been a And with indented glides did slip away

woman by right. Into a bush : under which bush's shade

Cel. Come, you look paler and paler; pray you, A lioness, with udders all drawn dry,

draw homewards :-Good sir, go with us. Lay couching, bead on ground, with cat-like watch, Oli. That will I, for I must bear answer back When that the sleeping man should stir, for 'tis How you excuse my brother, Rosalind.

Ros. I shall devise something : But I pray you, thy liberty into bondage : I will deal in poison with commend my counterfeiting to him.-Will you go? thee, or in bastinado, or in steel; I will bandy with

(Exeunt. thee in faction; I will o'er-run thee with policy; 1

will kill thee a bundred and fifty ways; therefore
tremble and depart.

Aud. Do, good William.
Will. God rest you merry, sir.


Enter CORIN.

Cor. Our master and mistress seek you; come, away, a way.

Touch. Trip, Audrey, trip, Audrey ;-I attend,
SCENE 1.-The same.
I attend.

(Ereunt Enter TouchSTONE and AUDREY.

SCENE II.- The same. Touch. We shall find a time, Audrey; patience,

Enter ORLANDO and OLIVER. gentle Audrey. Aud. 'Faith, the priest was good enough, for all

Orl. Is't possible, that on so little acquaintance the old gentleman's saying.

you should like her? that, but seeing, you should Touch. A most wicked sir Oliver, Audrey, a most

love her? and, loving, woo? and, wooing, she vile Mar-text. But, Audrey, there is a youth here should grant? and will you persevere to enjoy lier ? in the forest lays claim to you.

Oli. Neither call the giddiness of it in question, Aud. Ay, I know who 'tis; he hath no interest sudden wooing, nor her sudden consenting ; but say

the poverty of ber, the small acquaintance, my in me in the world : bere comes the man you mean. with me, I love Aliena ; say, with her, that she Enter WILLIAM.

loves me; consent with both, that we may enjoy Touch. It is meat and drink to me to see a clown: ther's house, and all the revenue that was old Sir

each otber; it shall be to your good; for my faBy my troth, we that have good wits, have much to Rowland's, will I estate upon you, and here liye answer for; we shall be flouting; we cannot bold. Will. Good even, Audrey.

and die a shepherd. Aud. God ye good even, William.

Enter Rosalind. Will. And good even to you,

sir. Touch. Good even, gentle friend · Cover thy Orl. You have my consent. Let your wedding bead, cover thy bead; nay, pr'ythee, be covered. be to-morrow : tbither will I invite ibe duke, and How old are you, friend?

all his contented followers: Go you, and prepare Will. Five and twenty, sir.

Aliena : for, look you, here comes my Rosalind. Touch. A ripe age : Is thy name William ? Ros. God save you, brother. Will. William, sir.

Orli. And you, fair sister. Touch. A fair name : Wast born i' the forest Ros. O, my dear Orlando, how it grieves me to hero?

see thee wear thy heart in a scarf. Will. Ay, sir, I thank God.

Orl. It is my arm. Touch. Thank God ;-a good answer : Art rich ? Ros. I thought, thy heart bad been wounded Will. 'Faith, sir, so so.

with the claws of a hion. Touch So so, is good, very good, very excellent

Orl. Wounded it is, but with the eyes of a lady. good: and yet it is not; it is but so so. Art thou Ros. Did your brother tell you how | counterwise i

frited to swoon, when he show'd me your handkerWill. Ay, sir, í bave a pretty wit.

chief? Touch. Why, thou say'st well. I do now re. Orl. Ay, and greater wonder than that. member a saying ; The foo! doth think he is wise, Ros. 0, I know where you are :-Nay, 'is true : but the wise man knows himself to be a fool. The there was never any thing so sudden, but the fight heathen philosopher, when he had a desire to eat a of two rams, and Cæsar's thrasonical brag of-I grape, would open bis lips when be put it into his came, saw, and overcame : For your brother and mouth; meaning thereby, that grapes were made my sister no sooner met, but they looked ; no to eat, and lips to open. You do love this maid ? sooner looked, but they loved; no sooner loved, Will. I do, sir.

but they sighed; no sooner sighed, but they asked Touch. Give me your band: Art thou learned ? one another the reason ; no sooner knew the reason, Will. No, sir.

but they sought the remedy: and in these degrees Touch. Then learn this of me; To have, is to have they made a pair of stairs to marriage, which. have: For it is a figure in rhetoric, that drirk, they will climb incontinent, or else be incontinent being poured out of a cup into a glass, by filling before marriage : they are in the very wrath of the one doth empty the other: For all your writers love, and they will together clubs cannot part do consent, that ipse is be; now you are not ipse, them. for I am he.

Orl. They shall be married to-morrow; and 1 Will. Which he, sir?

will bid the duke to the nuptial. But o, how Touch. He, sir, that must marry this woman : bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through Therefore, you clown, abandon,- which is in the another man's eyes! By so much the more shall vulgar, leave,-the society,which in the boorish I to-morrow be at the height of beart beaviness, is company,--of this female,-which in the com- by how much I shall think my brother happy, in mon is,-woman, which together is, abandon the baring what he wishes for. society of this female ; or clown, thou perishest ; or Ros. Why then, to-morrow I cannot serve your to thy better understanding, diest ; to wit, I kill turn for Rosalind ? thee, make thee away, translate the life into death Orl. I can live'

Ros. I will weary you no longer then with idle | content you, (to Silvius) it wbad pleases you contalking. Koow of me then (for now I speak to tents you, and you shall be married to-morrow.-jome purpose) that I know you are a gentleman of As you [to ORLANDO] love Rosalind, meet :-28 good conceit: I speak not this, that you should you (to Silvius] love Phebe, meet; And as I lovo bear a good opinion of my knowledge, insomuch, I no woman, I'll meet.-50, fare you well ; I have say, I know you are ; neither do I labour for a left you commands. greater esteem than may in some little measure Sil. I'll not fail, if I live. draw a belief from you, to do yourself good, and Phe.

Nor I. not to grace me. Believe then, if you please, that


Nor I. I can do strange things : I have, since I was three

[Ereunde years old, conversed with a magician, most pro.

SCENE III.- The same. found in this art, and not yet damnable. If you

Enter Touchstone and Audrey. do love Rosalind so near the heart as your gestures

Touch. To-morrow is the joyful day, Audrey ; cries it out, wben your brother marries Aliena,

to-morrow will we be married. skall you marry her:-I koow into what straits of fortune she is driven ; and it is not impossible to

Aud. ) do desire it with all my heart : and I me, if it appear not inconvenient to you, to set her hope it is no uishonest desire, to desire to be a before your eyes to-morrow, human as she is, and

Here comes two of the woman of the world.

banished duke's pages. without any danger. Orl. Speakest thou in sober meanings ?

Enter two Pages. Ros. By my life, I do; which I tender dearly,

1 Page Well met, honest gentleman. though I say I am a magician : Therefore, put you Touch. By my troth, well met : Come, sit, sit in your best array, bid your friends; for if you will and a song. be married to-morrow, you shall ; and to Rosalind,

2 Page We are for you : sit i'the middle. if you will.

1 Page Shall we clap into't roundly, without Enter Silvius and Puebe.

bawking, or spitting, or saying we are boarse; whic!

are the only prologues to a bad voice? Look, here comes a lorer of mine, and a lover of 2 Page I'faith, i'faith ; and both in a lune, like hers.

two gypsies on a horse. Phe. Youth, you have done me much ungentleness,

To show the letter that I writ to you.
Ros. I care not, if I have: it is my study,

To seem despiteful and ungentle to you:

It was a lover and his lass, You are there follow'd by a faithful shepherd ;

With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, Look upon him, love him; be worships you.

That o'er the green corn-field did pass Phe. Good shepherd, tell this youth what ’uis to In the spring time, the only pretty rank time, love?

When birds do sing, hey, ding a ding, ding : Sil. It is to be all made of sighs and tears ;

Sweet lovers love the spring. And so am I for Phebe.

II. Phe. And I for Ganymede.

Between the acres of the rye. Orl. And I for Rosalind.

With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, Ros. And I for no woman.

These pretty country folks would lie, Sil. It is to be all made of faith and service ;

In spring time, c. And so am ( for Phebe.

III. Phe. And I for Ganymede.

This carol they began that hour, Orl. And I for Rosalind.

With a hey and a ho, and a hey nonino, Ros. And I for no woman.

How that a life was but a flower Sil. It is to be all made of fantasy,

In spring time, &c. All made of passion, and all made of wishes;

IV. All adoration, duty, and observance,

And therefore take the present time, All humbleness, all patience, and impatience,

With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino ; All purity, all trial, all observance ;

For love is crowned with the prime
And so am I for Phebe.

In spring time &c.
Phe. And so am I for Ganymede.
Orl. And so am I for Rosalind.

Touch. Truly, young gentlemen, though there Ros. And so am I for no woman.

was no greater matter in the ditty, yet the note was Phe. If this be so, why blame you me to love very untuneable.

[ To ROSALIND. i Page You are deceived, sir; we kept time, wo Sil. If this bo so, why blame you me to love you ? lost not our time.

[To Puede. Touch. By my troth, yes ; I count it but time Orl. If this be so, why blame you me to love you? I lost to hear such a foolish song. God be with you; Ros. Who do you speak to, why blame you me in and God mend your voices ! Come, Audrey.

[Exeunt. Orl. To her that is not here, nor doth not bear.

SCENE IV.-Another Part of the Forest. Ros. Pray you, no more of this; ’ris like the howling of Irish wolves against the moon.-I will Enter Duke Senior, AMIENS, JAQUES, Orlando, help you, (to Silvius) if I can :-I would love you,

Oliver, and CELIA. (to PHEBE) if I could.-To-morrow meet me all Duke S. Dost thou believe, Orlando, that the boy iogether.-I will marry you, [to PHEBE] if ever ! Can do all this that he hath promised ? Darry woman, and I'll be married to-morrow :-/ Orl. I sometimes do believe, and sometimes do will satisfy you, (to ORLANDO) if ever I satisfied

not ; man, and you shall be married to-morrow :-I will As those that fear they hope, and know they fear.


love you!

miser, sir, in a puur-bouse ; is your pearl in your Enter Rosalind, SILVIUS, and Puebe.

foul oyster. Ros. Patience once more, whiles our compact is Duke S. By my faith, he is very swift and sen. urg'd:

tentious. You say, if I bring in your Rosalind,

Touch. According to the fool's bolt, sir, and

[To the Duke. sucb dulcet diseases. You will bestow her on Orlando here?

Jaq. But for the seventh cause; how did you Duke S. That would I, had I kingdoms to give find the quarrel on the seventh cause? with her.

Touch. Upon a lie seven times removed ;- - Bear Ros. And you say you will have her, when I your body more seeming, Audrey :- us thus, sir. I bring her ?

[76 ORLANDO. did dislike the cut of a certuin courtier's beard; he Orl. That would 1, were I of all kingdoms king. sent me word, if I said bis board was not cut well, Ros. You say, you'll marry me, if I be willing ? he was in the mind it was. This is called the Retori

[To PHEBE. courteous. If I sent him word again, it was not well Phe. That will I, should I die the hour after. cut, he would send me word, he cut it to please Ros. But if you do refuse to marry me,

himself: this is called the Quip modest. If again, You'll give yourself to this most faithful sheph-rd ? it was not well cut, he disabled my judgment : Phe. So is the bargain.

This is call'd the Reply churlish. If again, it was Ros. You say, that you'll have Phebe, if she will ? not well cut, be would answer, 1 spake not true :

[To Silvius. This is call’d the Reproof valiant. If again, it was Sil. Though to have her and death were both one not well cut, he would say I lie. This is call'd the thing.

Countercheck quarrelsome: and so to the Lie circumRes. I have promis'd to make all this matter stantial, and the Lie direct. even.

Jaq. And bow oft did you say his beard was not Keep you your word, O duke, to give your will cut? daughter;

Touch. I durst go no further than the Lie circumYou yours, Orlando, to receive bis daughter ;- stantial, nor be durst not give me the Lie direct ; Keep your word, Phebe, that you'll marry me; and so we measured swords, and parted. Or else, refusing me, to wed this shepherd :

Jaq. Can you nominale in order now the degrees Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll inarry her, of the lie? If she refuse me :-and from hence I go,

Touch. O, sir, we quarrel in print, by the book. To make these doubis all eren.

as you have books or good manners : I will name (Eseunt Rosalind and Celia. you the degrees. The first, the Retort courteous ; Duke S. I do remember in this shepherd-boy ihe second the Quip modest; the third, tbe Reply Some lively touches of mv daughter's favour. churlish ; the fourth, the Reproof valiant; the fifthi,

Orl. My lord, the first time that I ever saw him, the Countercheck quarrelsome : the sixth, the Le Methought he was a brother to your daughter: with circumstance; the seventh, the Lie direct. Ali But, my good lord, this boy is forest-born; these you may avoid, but the lie direct; and you And bath been tutor'd in the rudiments

may avoid that too, with an If. I knew when seven Of many desperate studies by his uncle,

justices could not take up a quarrel : but when the Wbom he reports to be a great magician,

parties were met themselves, one of them thought Obscured in the circle of lbis forest,

but of an If, as, If you said so, then I said so;

And they shook bands, and swore brothers. Your Enter Touchstone and AUDREY.

If is the only peace-maker; much virtue in If. Jaq. There is, sure, another flood toward, and Jag. Is not this a rare fellow, my lord ? Les ay these couples are coming to the ark! Here comes a good at any thing, and yet a fool. pair of very strange beasts, wbich in all tongues are Duke S. He uses his folly like a stalking-borse, called fools.

and under presentation of that, be shoots his wit. Touch. Salutation and greeting to you all!

Jaq. Good my lord, bid bim welcome ; This is Enter Hymen, leading ROSALIND in woman's the motley-minded gentleman, that I bave so often

clothes ; and CELIA. met in the forest : be bath been a courtier he

Still Musick. Touch. If any man doubt that, let bim put me

Hym. Then is there mirth in heaven, to my purgation. I have trod a measure; I have

When earthly things made even fattered a lady; I have been politick with my

Atone together. friend, smooth with mine enemy; I have undone

Good duke, receive thy daughter, three tailors; I have had four quarrels, and like to

Hymen from heaven brought her, bave fought ode.

Yea, brought her hither ; Jag. And how was that ta'en up?

That thou might'st join her hand with kis, Touch. 'Faith, we met, and found the quarrel

Whose heart within her bosom is. was upon the seventh cause.

Juq. How sevenib cause? Good my lord, like Ros. To you I give myself, for I am yours. this fellow.

(To Dune Duke S. I like him


I'o you I give myself, for I am yours.
Touch. Godi'ld you, sir; I desire you of the

[To ORLANDO, like. I press in bere, sir, amongst the rest of the Duke S. If there be truth in sight, you are my country copulatives, to swear, and to forswear :

daughter. • according as marriage binds, and blood breaks :- Orl. · If there be truth in sight, you aro isy A poor virgin, sir, an ill-favoured thing, sir, but

Rosalind. mine own; a poor humour of mine, sir to take that Phe. If sight and shape be true, Mat no man else will. Rich honesty dwells liky a Why then, - my love adiou !



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Ros. I'll bave no father, if you be not he A land itself at large, a potent dukedom.

[To DUKE S. First, in this forest, let us do those ends I'll have no husband, if you be not be.

That bere were well begun, and well begot :

[To ORLANDO. And after, every of this happy number, Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not she.

That have endur'd shrewd days and nights with us,

[To Paebe. Shall share the good of our returned fortuie, Hym. Peace, ho! I bar confusion :

According to the measure of their states.
'Tis I must make conclusion

Meantime, forget this new-fall’n dignity,
Of tbese most strange events :

And fall into our rustic revelry:-
Here's eight that must take hands, Play, musick—and you brides and bridegrooms all,
To join in Hymen's bands,

With measure heap'd in joy, to the measures fall. if truth bolds true contents.

Jaq. Sir, by your patience ; if I beard you rightly, You and you no cross sball part:

The duke haih put on a religious life, [To Orlando and Rosalind. And thrown into neglect the pompous court ? You and you are beart in beart :

Jaq. de B. He hath. [To Oliver and CELIA. Jaq. To bim will I: out of these convertites You (to PHEBE) to bis love must accord, There is much matter to be heard and learn'd.Or have a woman to your lord :

You to your former honour 1 bequeatb; You and you are sure together,

[To Duke S [To Touchstone and Audrey. Your patience, and your virtue, well deserves it :As the winter to foul weather.

You (to ORLANDO) to a love, that your true faith Whiles a wedlock bymn we sing,

dotlı meritFerd yourselves with questioning;

You (to Oliver] to your land, and love, and great That reason wonder may diminish,

allies :How ihus we met, and these things finish. You [to Silvius] to a long and well deserved

bed : SONG.

And you [to TouchstONE] to wrangling; for thy

loving voyage Wedding is great Juno's crown ;

Is but for two months victuald :-So to your pleaO blessed bond of board and bed !

sures; 'Tis Hymen peoples every town ;

I am for oiber than for dancing measures.
High wedlock then be honoured:

Duke S. Stay, Jaques stay.
Honour, high honour and renown,

Jaq. To see no pastime, I : what you would have To Hymen, god of every town!

I'll stay to know at your abandon’d cave. [Exit. Duka S. O my dear niece, welcome tbou art to

Duke S. Proceed, proceed: we will begin these

rites, me; Even daughter, welcome in no less degree.

And we do trust they'll end, in true delights. Phe. I will not eat my word, now thou art mine;

[A dance. Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine.

EPILOGUE. (To Silvius.

Ros. It is not the fashion to see the lady the Enter JAQUES DE Bois.

epilogue : but it is no more unbandsome than to

see the lord the prologue. If it be true, that good Jaq. de B. Let me have audience for a word or wine needs no bush, 'tis true, that a good play needs two;

no epilogue : Yet to good wine they do use good I am the second son of old sir Rowland,

busbes; and good plays prove the better by the help That bring these tidings to this fair assembly:- of good epilogues. Wbat a case am I in then, Duke Frederick, hearing how that every day that am neither a good epilogue, nor cannot insinu. Mon of great worth resorted to this forest, ate with you in the behalf of a good play? I am Addressd a mighty power; which were on foot, not furnished like a beggar, therefore to beg will In bis own conduct, purposely to take

not become me: my way is, to conjure you ; and His brother here, and put him to the sword: I'll begin with the women. I charge, you, o And to the skirts of this wild wood he came; women, for the love you bear to men, to like as Where, meeting with an old religious man, much of this play as please them: and so I charge After some question with him, was converted you, O men, for the love you bear to women (as I Both from bis enter rize, and from thr world : perceive by your simpering, none of you bate them), His crown bequeathing to his banislı'd brother, ihat between you and the women, the play may And all their lands restored to them again please. If I were a woman, I would kiss as many That were with him exil'd : This to be true, of you as bad beards that pleased me, complexions I do engage my life.

that liked me, and breaths that I defied not; and, Duke S.

Welcome, young man ; I am sure, as many as have good beards, or good Thou offer'st fairly to thy brother's wedding; faces, or sweet breaths, will, for my kind offer, To one, his lands withheld : and to the otber, when I make curt'sy, bid me farewell. [Eternit.

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