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ll'll do the service of a younger man Oliver's House.
In all your business and necessities. Eappears
Orill. Oh, good old man! how well in thee Enter Orlando and Adam.
The constant service of the antique world, Orla. Who's there? (tle master, 5 When service sweat for duty, not for '
meed Adam. What! my young master!--Oh, my gen. Thou art not for the fashion of these tinies, Oh, my sweet master, you inemory!
Where none will sweat but for promotion ; Of old sir Rowland! why, what makes you here? And having that, do chuak their service up Why are you virtuous? Why do people love you: Even with the having *: it is not so with thee. And wherefore are you gentie, strong, and valiant :10 But, poor old man, tbon prùn’si a rotten tige, Why would you be so fond to overcome
That cannot so much as a blo som vielu, The bony priser of the humourous duke? In lieu of all thy pains and husbandry: Your praise is come too swiftly home before you. But come thy ways, we'll go along together; Know you not, master, to some kind of men, And erę we have thy youthful wages spent, Their graces serve them but as enemies i 15 We'll light upon some settled low content. No more do yours; your virtues, gentle niaster, Adum. Master, go on; and I will followthee, Are sanctified and holy traitors to you.
To the last gasp, with truth and loyalty:Oh, what a world is this, when what is comely From seventeen years till now alniost tourscore Envenoms him that bears it !
Here lived I, but now live here no more. Orla. Why, what's the matter?
20 At seventeen years many their fortunes seek; Adam. O unhappy youth,
But at fourscore, it is too late a week: Come not within these doors; within this roof Yet fortune cannot recompense me better, The enemy of all your graces lives :
Thanto die well, and not my master's debtor.[Ere, Your brother—(no, no brother ; yet the sonYet not the son ;-I will not call him soil 251
S CE N E IV. Of him I was about to call his father)
The Forest of Arden. Hath heard your praises; and this night he means Enter Rosalind in boy's cloaths for Ganimed: CeTo burn the lodgings where you used to lie,
lia drest like a shepherdess for Avena; and And you within it: if he' fail of that,
Touchstone the Clown.
Rns. O Jupiter! how weary are my spirits ! This is no place', this house is but a butchery;
Clo. I care not for my spirits, it any legs were
not weary. Abhor it, fear it, do not enter it.
Ros. I could find in my heart to di: grace my Orla. Why, whither, Adam, wouldst thou have me go?
inan's apparel, and cry like a woman: but I nuit Adam. No matter whither, so you come not here.
comforț the weaker vessel, as doublet and hose Orla, What, wouldst thou have me go and beglought to shew itself courageous to perticoat;
therefore, courage, good Aliena. Or, with a base and boisterous sword, enforce
Cel. I pray you, bear with me; I can go no A tbievish living on the common road?
further. This I must do, or know not what to do ;
Clo. For my part, I had rather bear with you, Yet this I will not do, do how I can;
than bear you: yet I should bear no cross, if I I rather will subject me to the malice
klid bear you; for I think you have uo money in Of a diverted blood, and bloody brother.
your purse. 1dum. But do not so: I have five hundred crowns, 45
Ros. Well, this is the forest of Arden. The thrifty hire I sav'd under your father,
Clo. Ay, now am I in Arden: the more fool I; Which I did store, to be my foster-nurse,
when I vives at home, I was in a better place: but
travellers iu t be content. When service should in my old limbs lie lame, And unregardled age in corners thrown;
Ros. Ay, beso, good Touchstone:-Look you, Take that: and he that doth the ravens feed,
50 who comes here; a young man, and an old, in
solemni talk Yea, providently caters for the sparrow, Be confort to my age! Here is the gold;
Enter Corin and Silvius. All this I give you: let me be your servant : Cor. That is the way to make herscorn you still. Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty : Sil. O Corin, that thouknewesthow I do love her! For in my youth I never did apply
55 Cor. I partly guess; for I have lov'd ere now. Motard rebellious liquors in my blood;
Sil. No, Corin, being old, thou canst not guess; Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo
l'hough in thy youth thou wast as true a lover, The nieans of weakness and debility;
As ever sigh'd upon a midnight pillow: Therefore my age is as a lusty winter,
But if thy love were ever like to mine, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; book AS
|(As sure I think did never man love so) * Memory is here put for memorial. 2 Place here means a mansion or residence. That is, blood furned out of the course of nature. Haring here nieans possession. 'A cross was a piece of money stamped with a cross.
No enemy, ,
How many actions most ridiculous
By reason of his absence, there is nothing Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy?
you will feed on; but what is, come see, Cor. Into a thousand that I have forgotten. And in my voice most welcome shall you be.
Sil. O, thou didst then ne'er love so heartily: Ros. What is he, that shall buy his flock and If thou remember'st not the slightest toily
pasture? That ever love did make thee run into,
Cor. That young swain, that you saw here but Thou hast not lov'd:
erewhile, Or if thou hast not sat as I do now,
That little cares for buyiirg any thing. Wearying thy hearer in thy mistress' praise, Ros. I pray thee, if it stand with honesty, Thou hast not lov’d:
10 Buy thou the cottage, pasture, and the tlock, Or if thou hast not broke from company,
And thou shalt have to pay for it of us. Abruptly, as my passion now makes me,
Cel. And wewillmend thy wages. i like this place, Thou hast not lov’d:-) Phebe, Phebe, Phebe! And willingly could waste my time in it.
Cor. Assuredly, the thing is to be soid:
Cl2. And I inine: I remember, when I was in I will your very faithtul feeder be, love, I broke my sword upon a stone, and bid nim And buy it with your gold right suddenly.[Exeunt. take that for coming o’nights to Jane Smile: and I remember the kissing of her battlet', and the 20
SCENE V. cow's dugs that her pretty chopp'd hands had
Enter Amiens, Jaques, and others. milk d: and I remember the wooing of a peascod
S O N G. instead of her; and from whom I took two cods",
Ami. Under the greenwood tree, and, giving lar them again, said with weeping
Who lotes to lie with me, tears, Iear these for my sake. We, that are irue 25
And tune his m'rry note lovers, run into strange capers; but as all is mortal
Unto the sweet birds throut, in nature, so is all nature in love mortal in folly.
Come hither, come hither, come hither; Ros. Thou speak'st wiser, than thou art 'ware of.
Here shall he see Clo. Nay, I shall ne'er be aware of mine own wit, till I break my shins against it.
30 Ros. Jove! Jove this shepherd's passion is much
But winter und rough weather. upon my fashion.
Jaq. More, more, I pr’ythee, more. Clo. And mine; but it grows something stale Ami. It will make you melancholy, monsieur
aques. Cel. I pray you, one of you question yon man, 35 Jaq. I thank it. More, I pr’ythee, more. I can If he for gold will give us any food;
suck melancholy out of a song, as a weasel su kis I faint almost to death.
eggs: More, I prythee, in re. Clo. Holla; you, clown!
Ami. My voice is rugged, I know I cannot please Ros. Peace, tool; he's not thy kinsman, you. Cor. Who calls ?
40. Jaq. I do not desire you to please me, I do der Clo. Your betters, sir.
you to sing: Come, more; another stanza; Cor. Else they are very wretched.
Call you 'em stanzas ?
Juq. Nay, 1 care not for their names; they owe Ros. I prythee, shepherd, if that love, or gold, 45 me nothing: Will you sing?
[self. Can in this desert place buy entertainment,
Ami. More at your request than to please myBring us where we may rest ourselves, and feed: Jaq. Well, then, if ever I thank any man, I'll Here's a young maid with travel muchoppress'd, thank you : but that they call compliment, is like And faints for succour.
the encounter of two dog-apes; and when a nian Cor. Fair sir, I pity her,
50 thanhs me heartily, meihinks, I have given him a And wish for her sake, more than for mine own, penny, and he renders me the beggarly thanks. My fortunes were more able to relieve her: Come, sing; and you that will not, hold your But I am shepherd to another man,
tongues. And do not sheer the fleeces that I graze;
Ami. Weil, l'il end the song.--Sirs, cover the My master is of churlish disposition,
55 while; the duke will drink under this treene And little recks to tind the way to heaven
hath been alı this day to look you. By doing deeds of hospitality:
Jag. And I have been all this day to avoid Besides, his cote, his flocks, and bounds of feed him. He is too disputable for my company: I Are now on sale; and at qur sheep-cote now, think of as many matters as he; bui I give heaven ' An instrument with which washer-women beat their coarse clothes.
2 Peascods is a term still in use in Staffordshire for peas as they are brought to market.
That is, abundant in folly. In some counties, mortal, from mort, a great quantity, is still used as a particle of ampliacation as mortal tall, mortal little.
thanks, and make noboast of them. Come, warble,
Enter Jaques. come.
I Lord. He saves my labour by his own approach. SON G.
Duke Sen. Why, how now, monsieur! what a Who doth ambition shun, [All together here.
life is this, And loves to live ï the sun,
5 That your poor friends must woo your company? Seeking the food he eats,
What! you look merrily. And pleas'd with what he gets,
Jaq. A fool, a fool met a fool i' the forest, Come hither, conte hither, come hither; A motley *fool,
,-a miserable varlet! Here shall he see
As I do live by food, I met a fool ;
10 Who laid him down, and bask'd him in the sun, But winter and rough weather.
And rail'd on lady Fortune in good terms, Jaq. I'll give you a verse to this note, that I In good set terms,—and yet a motley fool. [he, made yesterday in despight of my invention. Good-morrow, fuel," quoth I: “No, sir,” quoth sími. And I'll sing it.
“Call me not fool,till heaven hath sent me fortune." Jaq. Thus it goes:
15 And then he drew a dial from his poke; If it do come to pass,
And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, That any man turn ass,
Says, very wisely, “ It is ten a-clock: Leaving his wealth and ease,
“ Thus may we see,” quoth he, “ how the world d stubborn will to please,
"" "Tis but an hour ago, since it was nine ; [wags: Duc ad me, duc ad me, duc ad me';
20“ And after one hour more, 'twill be eleven; Here shall he see
" And so, from hour to hour, we ripe, and ripe, Gross fools as he,
" And then, from hour to hour, we rot, and rot, An if he will come to me.
" And thereby hangs a tale.” When I did hear Ami. What's that duc ad me?
The motley fool thus moral on the time, Jaq. 'Tis a Greek invocation, to call fools into 25 My lungs began to crow like chanticleer, a circle. I'll go sleep if I can; if I cannot, I'll That fools should be so deep-contemplative; rail against all the first-born of Egypt?.
And I did laugh, sans intermission, Ami. And I'll go seek the duke; his banquet is An hour by his dial.-O noble fool! prepar'de
[Ereunt severally. A wortby fool! Motley's the only wear, S.CENE VI.
301 Duke Sen. What fool is this? [courtier; Enter Orlando and Adam.
Jaq. O worthy fool !-One that hath been a Adam. Dear master, I can go no further: 0,1 And says, if ladies be but young, and fair, die for food! Here lie I down, and measure out They have the gift to know it: and in his brain, my grave. Farewell, kind master.
Which is as dry as the remainder bisket Orla. Why, how now, Adam! no greater heart|35 After a voyage,—he hath strange places cramm’d in thee? Live a little ; comfort a little; cheer thy- With observation, the which he vents self a little: If this uncouth forest yield any thing In mangled forms:-0, that I were a fool ! savage, I will either be food for it, or bring it for I am ambitious for a motley coat. food to thee. Thy conceit is nearer death than thy Duke Sen. Thou shalt have one. powers. For my sake be comfortable; hold death 40 Jaq. It is my only suit '; a while at the arın's end: I will be here with the Provided, that you weed your better judgments presently; and if I bring thee not something to Of all opinion that grous rank in them, cat, l'll give thee leave to die: but if thou diest That I am wise. I must have liberty before I come, thou art a mocker of my labour. Withal, as large a charter as the wind, Well said! thou look’st cheerly: and I'll be with 45 To blow on whom I please; for so fools have : thee quickly. Yet thou liest in the bleak air : And they that are most galled with my folly, (so? Come, I will bear thee to some shelter; and thou They most inust laugh: And why, sir, must they shalt not die for lack of a dinner, if there live any The rhy is plain as way to parish-church: thing in this desert. Cheerly,good Adam![Excunt. He, that a fool doth very wisely bit, SCENE VII.
50 Doth very foolishly, although he smart,
Not to seem senseless of the bob: if not,
The wise man's folly is anatomiz'd
Duke Sen. I think he is transforin'd into a beast ;) Invest me in my motley; give me leave
1 Lord. My lord, he is but even now gone Cleanse the foul body of the infected world, Here was he merry, hearing of a song. [hence; If they will patiently receive my medicine. [do,
Duke Sen. If he, compact of jars', grow musical, DukeSen. Fie on thee! I can tell what thou would'st We shall have shortly discord in the spheres:- Jag. What, for a counter, would I do but good? Go, seek him; tell him, I would speak with him. 60 DukeSen. Most mischievous foul sin, inchiding sin:
* That is, bring him to me ; alluding to the burthen of Amiens'.song: Come hither, come hither, come hither. 2A proverbial expression for high-born persons. Si. e. made up of discords.
*i, e. a parti-coloured fool, alluding to his coat. i. e. petition,
For thou thyself hast been a libertine,
And therefore sit you down in gentleness, As sensual as the brutish sting itself;
And take upon command? what help we have And all the embossed sores, and headed evils, (That to your wanting inay be ministred. That thou with licence of free foot hast caught, Orla. Then but forbear your food a little while, Wouldst thou disgorge into the general world. 5 Whiles, like a doe, I go to find my fawn, Jaq. Why, who cries out on pride,
And give it food. There is an old poor man, That can therein tax any private party?
Who after me hath many a weary step Doth it not flow as hugely as the sea,
Limp'd in pure love; 'till be be first suflic'd, 'Till that the very means do ebb?
Oppress' with two weak evils, age, and hunger,What woman in the city do I name,
10 I will not touch a bit. When that I say, The city-woman bears
Duke Sen. Go find him out, The cost of princes on unworthy shoulders?
And we will nothing waste till your return. Who can come in, and say, that I mean her, Orla. I thank ye: and be bless'd for your good When such a one as she, such is her neighbour?
[Erit. Or what is he of basest function,
15 Duke Sen. Thou seest, we are not all alone unThat says, his bravery is not on my cost,
This wide and universal theatre [happy: (Thinking that I mean him) but therein suits Presents more woful pageants than the scene His folly to the metal of my speech: [wherein Wherein we play in. There then; How then? What then? Let me see Jaq. All the world's a stage, My tongue hath wrong'd him: if it do him right, 20 And all the men and women merely players: Then he bath wrong d himself; if he be free, They have their exits, and their entrances; Why then, my tasing like a wild goose flies, And one man in his time plays many parts, Unclaim'd of any man.-But who comes here? His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Enter Orlando, with his sword drawn. Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms : Orla. Forbear, and eat no more.
25 And then, the whining school-boy with his satchel, Jaq. Why, I have eat none yet.
And shining-morning face, creeping like snail Oria. Nor shalt not, 'till necessity be serv’d. Unwillingly to school: And then the lover; Jaq. Of what kind should this cock come of? Sighing like furnace, with a woful ballad
Duke Sen. Art thou thus bolden'd, man, by thy Madu to his mistress' eyebrow: Then, a soldier ; Or else a rude despiser of good manners, [distress; 30 Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, That in civility thou seem'st so empty?
(point Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Orla. You touch'd my vein at first, the thorny Seeking the bubble reputation
[tice; Of bare distress hath ta'en froni me the shew Even in the cannon's mouth: And then, the jusOf smooth civility: yet am I inland bred, In fair round belly, with good capon lin’d, And know some nurture': But forbear, I say; 35 With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, He dies, that touches any of this fruit,
Full of wise saws and inodern' instances, ?Till I and my affairs are answered.
And so he plays his part: The sixth age shifts Jaq. An you will not
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon; Be answered with reason, I must die.
With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side; Duke Sen. What would you have? Your gen- 40 His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide tleness shall force,
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice; More than your force move us to gentleness. Turning again towards childish treble, pipes
Orla. I almost die for food, and let me have it. And whistles in his sound: Last scene of all, Duke Sen. Sit down and feed, and welcome to That ends this strange eventful history, our table.
[you ; 45 Is second childishness, and mere oblivion; Orla. Speak you so gently? Pardon me, I pray Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans every thing. I thought, that all things had been savage here;
Re-enter Orlando, with Adam. And therefore put I on the countenance
Duke Sen. Welcome: Set down your venerable Of stern commandment: But whate'er you are,
And let him feed.
[burden, That in this desert inaccessible,
501 Orla. I thank
you most for him. Under the shade of melancholy boughs,
Adam. So had you need, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time; I scarce can speak to thank you for myself. [you If ever you have look'd on better days;
Duke Sen. Welcome, fall to: I will not trouble If ever been where bells have knolld to church; As yet, to question you about your fortunes :If ever sat at any good man's feast;
55 Give us some musick; and, good cousin, sing. If ever from your eye-lids wip'd a tear,
Amiens sings. And know what 'tiš to pity, and be pitied ;
S O N G. Let gentleness my strong enforcement be:
Blow, blow, thou winter wind, In the which hope, I blush, and hide my sword.
Thou art not so unkind Duke Sen. True is it, that we have seen better days;60 As man's ingratitude; And have with holy bell been knolld to church; Thy tooth is not so keen, And sat'at good men's feasts; and wip'd our eyes
Because thou art not seen, Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd:
Although thy breath be rude. " Nurture means education. ii. e. at your own command. i. e. trite, common instances, according to Mr. Stevens.
Heigh ho! sing, heigh ho! unto the green holly:1 Duke Sen. If that you were the good sir RowMost friendshipis fegning, most loving mere fol
land's son,-Then, heigh ho, the holly!
[ly. As you have whispered faithfully, you were;
And as mine eye doth his efligies witness
5 Most truly limn’d and living in your face,
Be truly welcome hither: I am the duke, (tune, As benefits forgot:
That lov'd your father: The residue of your for-
Go to my cave and tell me.-Good old inan,
Thou art right welcome, as thy master is :-
10 Support him by the arm.-Give me your hand, Heigl ho! sing, &c.
And letme all your fortunes understand. | Exeunt.
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120 Run, run, Orlando, carve on every tree
The fair, the chaste, and unexpressive * she.
Enter Corin and Clown.
Cor. And how like you this shepherd's life,
Cio. Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is But were I not the better part made mercy, a good life; but in respect that it is a shepherd's I should not seek an absent argument
life, it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I Of my revenge, thou present: But look to it: like it very well; but in respect that it is private, Find out thy brother, wheresoe'er he is ; 130 it is a very vile life. Now in respect it is in the Seek bim wi b candle: bring him dead or living, felds, it pleaseth me well; but in respect it is not Within this twelvemonth, or turn thou no more in the court, it is tedious. As it is a spare life, To seek a living in our territory.
look you, it fits my humour well; but as there is Thy lands, and all things that thou dost call thine, no more plenty in it, it goes much against my stoWorth seizure, do we seize into our hands; 35 mach. Hast any philosophy in thee, shepherd: Till thou canst quit thee by thy brother's mouth,
Cor. No more,
but that i know, the more one Of what we think against ihee.
sickens, the worse at ease he is; and that he that Cli. Oh, that your highness knew my heart in, wants money, means, and content, is without three this:
good friends:~That the property of rain is towet, I never lov'd
40 and fire to burn:—That good pasture makes fat Duke. More villain thou.—Well, push him sheep: and that a great cause of the night, is the out of doors;
lack of the sun: That he, that hath learned no wit And let my officers of such a nature
by nature nor art, may complain of good breedMake an extent upon his house and lands? : ing, or comes of a very dull kindred. Do this expediently', and turn him going. 145 Clo. Such a one is a natural philosopher. Wast
[Ereunt. ever in court, shepherd ? S CE N E II.
Cor. No, truly
Clo, Then thou art damn'd.
Cor. Nay, I hope,
50 Clo. Truly, thou art damn'd; like an ill-roastOrla. Hang there, my verse, in witness of my ed egg, all on one side. Jove:
(vey. Cor. For not being at court? Your reason. And thou, thrice-crowned queen of night, sur Clo. Whiy, if thou never wast at court, thou With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above, never saw'si good manners: if thou never saw'st
Thy huntress' naine, that myfull life doth sway. 55 good manners, then thy manners must be wickO Rosalind ! these trees shall be my books, ed; and wickedness is sin, and sin is damnation:
And in their barks my thoughts I'll character; Thou art in a parlous' state, shepherd. That every eye, which in this forest looks,
Cor. Not a whit, Touchstone: those, that are Shall see thy virtue witness'd every where. good manners at the court, are as ridiculous in the
'i. e. turn or change them from their natural state. 2 To make an extent of lands, is a legal phrase, from the words of a writ (extendi facias) whereby the sheriff' is directed to cause certain lands to be appraised to their full extended value, before he delivers then to the person entitled under a recognizance, &c. i. e. expeditiously. Inexpressible. Perilous.