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Whiles you chid me, I do lore;

The royal disposition of that beast, llow then might your prayers more? To prey on nothing that doth set as dead He, that brings this lore to thee,

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

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

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

brother; Will the faithful offer take

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

That liv'd 'mongst men.
Or else by him my love deny,

Oli. And well he might so do,
And then I'll studly how to die.

For well I know he was unnatural.
Sil. Call you this chiding?

Ros. But, to Orlando ;-Did he leave him
Cel. Alas, poor shepherd

there, Ros. Do not pity him? no, he deserves no Food to the suck'd and hungry lioness? pity.-Wilt thou love such a woman?-What, Oli, Twice did he turn his back, and purto make thee an instrument, and play false pos d so: strains upon thee! not to be endured O-Well, But kindness, nobler ever than revenge, go your way to her, (for I see, love hath made And nature, stronger than his just occasion, thee a tame snake,) and say this to her:- That Made him give battle to the lioness, if she love me, I charge her to love thee: if Who quickly fell before him ; in which hurtshe will not, I will never have her, unless thou From miserable slumber I awak'd. [lingt entreat for her.-If you be a true lover, hence, Cel. Are you his brother? and not a word; for here comes more company. Ros. Was it you he rescu'd ?

[Exit Silvius. Cel. Was't you that did so oft contrive to kill Enter OLIVER.

him ? Oli. Good-morrow, fair ones: Pray you, if

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

To tell you what I was, since my conversio: Where, in the purlieust of this forest, stands So sweetly tastes, being the thing I am. Å sheep-cote, tenc'd about with olive-trees ? Ros. But, for the bloody napkin?Cel. West of this place, down in the neigh- When from the first to last, betwixt us two,

Oli. By, and by. bour bottom, The rank of osiers by the murmuring stream,

Tears our recountments had most kindly bath d, Left on your right hand, brings you to the As, how I came into that desert place; place:

In brief, he led me to the gentle duke, But at this hour the house doth keep itself,

Who gave me fresh array, and entertainment, There's none within.

Committing me unto my brother's love;
Oli. If that an eye may profit by a tongue,

Who led me instantly unto his cave,
Then I should know you by description ;

There stripp'd himself, and here upon his arm Such garments, and such years: The boy is fair, which all this while had bled; and now he faint

The lioness had torn some flesh away,
Of female farour, and bestows himself
Like a ripe sister: but the womun loce,

And cry'd, in fainting, upon Rosalind. [ed, And browner than her brother. Are not you

Brief, I recover'd him; bound up his wound; The owner of the house I did inquire for ?

And, after some small space, being strong at Cel. It is no boast, being ask'd, to say, we are. He sent me hither, stranger as I am, [heart,

Oli. Orlando doth commend him to you both; To tell this story, that you might excuse And to that youth, he calls his Rosalind,

His broken promise, and to give this napkin, He sends this bloody napkin ;t Are you he?

Dy'd in this blood, unto the shepherd youth Ros. I am: What must we understand by That he in sport doth call his Rosalind. this ?

Cel. Why, how now, Ganymede? sweet Oli. Some of my shame ; if you will know of Ganymede ? (ROSALIND faints.


Oli. Many will swoon when they do look on

blood What man I am, and how, and why, and This handkerchiet was stain'd.

Cel. There is more in it:-Cousin—Gany

Cel. I pray you, tell it.
Oli. When last the young Orlando parted

Oli. Look, he recovers.
from you,

Ros. I would, I were at liome. He left a promise to return again

Cel. We'll lead you thither:Within an hour; and, pacing through the forest, I pray you, will you take him by the arm? Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy, Oli. Be of good cheer, youth -You a Lo, what befel! he threw his eye aside,

You lack a man's heart.

(man ?-Apd, mark, what object did present itself!

Ros. I do so, I confess it. Ah, Sir, a body Under an oak, whose boughs were moss'd with would think this was well counterfeited': I pray And high top bald with dry antiquity, {age, you, tell your brother how well I counterfeit. A wretched ragged man, o'ergrown with hair, ed.--Heigh ho!Lay sleeping on his back: about his neck Oli. This was not counterfeit; there is too

and gilded snake had wreath'd itself, great testimony in your complexion, that it Who with her head, nimble in threats, ap-was a passion of carnest. proach'd

Ros. Counterfeit, I assure you. The opening of his mouth ; but suddenly

Oli. Well then, take a good heart, and counSeeing Orlando, it unlink'd itselt,

terfeit to be a man. And with indented glides did slip away

Ros. So I do: but, i'faith I should have been Into a bush: under which bush's shade a woman by right. A lioness, with udders all drawn dry,

Cel. Come, you look paler and paler; pray Lay couching, head on ground, with catlike you, draw nomewards Good Sir, go with us. watch,

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Cor. Our master and mistress seek you [Exeunt.

come, away, away. ACT V.

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

(Exeunt. Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY.

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

Enter ORLANDO and OLIVER. tience, gentle Audrey.

Orl. Is't possible, that on so little acquaintAnd. 'Faith, the priest was good enough, for ance you should like her? that, but seeing, all the old gentleman's saying,

you should love her? and, loving, woo? and, Touch. A most wicked Sir Oliver, Audrey, a wooing, she should grant? and will you pere most vile Martext. But, Audrey, there is a severe to enjoy her? youth here in the forest lays claim to you.

Oli. Neither call the giddiness of it in quegAud. Ay, I know who'tis, he that hath no tion, the poverty of her, the small acquaintance, interest in me in the world: here comes the my sudden wooing, nor her sudden consenting; man you mean.

but say with me, I love Aliena; say with her,

that she loves mé; consent with both, that we Enter William.

may enjoy each other : it shall be to your good; Touch. It is meat and drink to me to see a for my father's house, and all the revenue that down: By my troth, we that have good wits, was old Sir Rowland's, will I estate upon you, have much to answer for; we shall be flouting; and here live and die a shepherd. we cannot hold. Will. Good even, Audrey.

Enter RosaLIND. Aud. God ye good even, William.

Orl. You have my consent. Let your wedWill. And good even to you, Sir.

ding be to-morrow: thither will I invite the Touch. Good even, gentle friend: Cover thy duke, and all his contented followers: Go you, head, cover thy head;

nay, pr’ythee, be cover and prepare Aliena; tor, look you, here comes ed. How old are you, friend?

my Rosalind. Will. Five and twenty, Sir.

Ros. God save you, brother. Touch. A ripe age : Is thy name, William ? Oli. And you, fair sister. Will. William, Sir.

Ros. O, my dear Orlando, how it grieves Touch. A fair name : Wast born i'the forest ine to see thee wear thy heart in a scart. here?

Orl. It is my arm. Will. Ay, Sir, I thank God.

Ros. I thought, thy heart had been wounded Touch. Thank God ;-a good answer : Art with the claws of a lion. rich ?

Orl. Wounded it is, but with the eyes of a Will. 'Faith, Sir, so, so.

lady. Touch. So, so, is good, very good, very ex- Ros. Did your brother tell you how I councellent good :—and yet it is not; it is but so so. terfeited to swoon, when he showed me your Art thou wise?

handkerchier? Wil. Ay, Sir, I have a pretty wit.

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

sooner sighed, but they asked one another the Will. I do, Sir.

reason; no sooner knew the reason, but they Touch. Give me your hand: Art thou learned? sought 'the remedy: and in these degrees have Will. No, Sir.

they made a pair of stairs to marriage, which Touch. Then learn this of me; To have, is to they will climb incontinent, or else be incontihave: For it is a figure in rhetoric, that drink, nent before marriage: they are in the very wrath being poured out of a cup into a glass, by fill- of love, and they will together; clubs cannot ing the one doth empty the other: For all your part them. writers do consent, that ipse is he; now you Orl. They shall be married to-morrow; and are not ipse, for I am he.

I will bid the duke to the nuptial. But, 0, Will. Which he, Sir ?

how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness Touch. He, Sir, that must marry this woman: through another man's eyes! By so much the Therefore, you clown, abandon,—which is in more shall I to-morrow be at the height of the vulgar, leave,-the society,—which in the heart-heaviness, by how much I shall think boorish is, company, -of this temale,--which in my brother happy, in having what he wishes the common is, woman,-which together is, for. abandon the society of this female; or, clown, Ros. Why then, to-morrow I cannot serve thou perishest; or, to thy better understanding, your turn for Rosalind ? diest; to wit, I kill thee, make thee away, trans- Orl, I can live no longer by thinking. late thy life into death, thy liberty into bond- Ros. I will weary you no longer then with age : I will deal in poison with thee, or in bas- idle talking. Know of me then, (for now I tinado, or in steel ; I will bandy with thee in speak to some purpose,) that I know you are a faction ; I will o'er-run thee with policy; I will gentleman of good conceit: I speak not this, kill thee a hundred and fifty ways; therefore that you should bear a good opinion of my trendie, and depart.

knowledge, insomuch, I say, I know you are ; Au. Do, good William.

neither do I labour for a greater esteem than Will. God rest you merry, Sir. (Exit, may in some little measure draw a belief frost

Jou, to do yourself good, and not to grace me. Sil. I'll not fail, if I live.
Believe then, if you please, that I can do Phe. Nor I.
strange things: I have, since I was three years Orl. Nor I.

[Eretria old, conversed with a magician, most profound in this art, and yet not damnable. If you do

SCENE III.-The same. love Rosalind so near the heart as your gesture

Enter ToucesTONE and AUDREY. cries it out, when your brother marries Aliena, shall you marry her: I know into what straits Touch. To-morrow is the joyful day, Aud. of fortune she is driven; and it is not impossi- rey; to-morrow will we be married. ble to me, if it appear not inconvenient to you, Aud. I do desire it with all my heart : and I to set her before your eyes to-morrow, human hope it is no dishonest desire, to desire to be a as she is, and without any danger.

woman of the world." Here comes two of the Orl. Speakest thou in sober meanings ? banished duke's pages.

Ros. By my life, I do; which I tender dearly, though I say I am a magician: Therefore,

Enter tuo Pages. put you in your best array, bid* your friends : 1 Page. Well met, honest gentleman. for if you will be married to-morrow, you shall; Touch. By my troth, well met: Come, sit, and to Rosalind, if you will.

sit, and a song. Enter Silvius and PHEBE.

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

1 Page. Shall we clap into't roundly, without Look, here comes a lover of mine, and a lover hawking, or spitting, or saying we are hoarse; of hers.

which are the only prologues to a bad voice? Phe. Youth, you have done me much un- 2 Page. I'faith, i'faith; and both in a tune, gentleness,

like two gipsies on a horse. To show the letter that I writ to you. Ros. I care not, if I have: it is my study,

Soxg. To seem despiteful and ungentle to you:

J. You are there follow'd by a faithful shepherd; It was a lorer, and his lass, Look upon him, love him; he worships you. With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, Phe. Good shepherd, tell this youth what That o'er the green corn-field did puss 'lis to love.

In the spring time, the only pretty rank time, Sil. It is to be all made of sighs and tears ;-- When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding; And so am I for Phebe.

Sweet lovers lore the spring. Phe. And I for Ganymede.

Orl. And I for Rosalind.

Between the acres of the rye,
Ros. And I for no woman.
Sil. It is to be all made of faith and ser. These pretty country folks would lie,

With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonina, And so am I for Phebe.

(vice ;Phe. And I for Ganymede.

In spring time, &c. Ori. And I for Rosalind.

III. Ros. And I for no woman.

This carol they began thut hour, Sil. It is to be all made of fantasy,

With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, All made of passion, and all made of wishes;

How that a life was but a flower All adoration, duty, and observance,

In spring time, &c. All hombleness, all patience, and impatience,

IV. All purity, all trial, all observance ;

And therefore take the present time, And so am I for Phebe.

With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino; Phe. And so am I for Ganymede.

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

In spring time, &c. Ros. And so am I for no woman. Phe. If this be so, why blame you me to love Touch. Truly, young gentlemen, though

(To Rosalind. there was no greater matter in the ditty, yet Sil. If this be so, why blame you me to love the note was very untunable.

[To PHeBe. 1 Page. You are deceived, Sir; we kept Orl. If this be so, why blame you me to love time, we lost not our time. you?

Touch. By my troth, yes; I count it but time Ros. Who do you speak to, why blame you lost to hear such a foolish song. God be with me to love you?

you; and God mend your voices! Come, AudÜrl. To her, that is not here, nor doth not rey.

[Ereunt hear.

SCENE IV.-Another part of the Forest Ros. Pray you, no more of this; 'tis like the huwling of Irish 'wolves against the moon.-1 Enter DUKE, senior, AMIENS, JAQUES, ORLAN will help you, (To Silvius) if I can :- I would

DO, Oliver, and CELIA. love you, [TO PHEBE) if I could.-To-morrow meet me all together. I will marry you, [To can do all this that he hath promised?

Duke S. Dost thou believe, Orlando, that the

[boy Prebe] if ever I marry woman, and I'll be

Orl. sometimes do believe, and sometimes married to-morrow :- I will satisfy you, [To

do not;

[fear. ORLANDO) is ever I satisfied man:, and you As those that fear they hope, and know they shall be married to-morrow :-I will content you, [To Silvius) if what pleases you contents Enter RoSALIND, Silvius, and Phele. you, and you shall be married to-morrow. As Ros. Patience once more, whiles our comyou, [T. ORLANDO) love Rosalind, meet; as páct is urg'd :-you, [To Silvius) love Phebe, meet; And as You say, if I bring in your Rosalind, I love no woman, I'll meet. So fare you well;

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Touch. Upon a lie seven times removed ;-give with her.

Bear your body more seeming, * Audrey :-as Ros. And you say, you will have her, when thus, Sir. I did dislike the cut of a certain

I bring her? [TO ORLANDO. courtier's beard; he sent me word, if I said his Orl. That would I, were I of all kingdoms beard was not cut well, he was in the mind it king.

was : This is called the Retort courteous. If I Ros. You say, you'll marry me, if I be will sent him word again, it was not well cut, he ing ?

[To Puebe. would send me word, he cut it to please himPhe. That will I, should I die the hour after. self: This is called the Quip modest. If again,

Ros. But, if you do refuse to marry me, [herd ? it was not well cut, he disabled my judgement: You'll give yourself to this most faithful shep- This is called the Reply chnrlish.' If again, it Phe. So is the bargain.

was not well cut, he would answer, I spake Ros. You say, that you'll have Phebe, if she not true: This is called the Reproof raliant. If will ?

[To Silvius. again, it was not well cut, he would say, I lie: Sil. Though to have her and death were both This is called the Countercheck quarrelsome : and one thing.

so to the Lie circumstantiul, and the Lie direct. Ros. I have promis'd to make all this matter Jaq. And how oft did you say, his beard

was not well cut?
Keep you your word, o duke, to give your cumstantial, nor he durst not give me the Lie

Touch. I durst go no further than the Lie cir-
daughter -
You yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter:- direct; and so we measured swords, and parted.
Keep your word, Phebe, that you'll marry me; Jaq. Can you nominate in order now the de-
Or else, refusing me, to wed this shepherd :-'grees of the lie?
Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll

marry her, Touch. O Sir, we quarrel in print, by the If she refuse me:-and from hence I go, book; as you have books for good manners: I To make these doubts all even.

will name you the degrees. The first, the Re[Exeunt ROSALIND and Celia. tort courteous; the second, the Quip modest; Duke S. I do remember in this shepherd-boy the third, the Reply churlish; the fourth, the Some lively touches of my daughter's favour. Reproof valiant; the fifth, the Countercheck Orl. My lord, the first time that I ever saw quarrelsome; the sixth, the Lie with circumhim,

stance; the seventh, the Lie direct. All these Methought he was a brother to your daughter: you may avoid, but the lie direct; and you may But, my good lord, this boy is forest-born; avoid that too, with an If. I knew when se. And hath been tutor'd in the rudiments ven justices could not take up a quarrel ;, but Of many desperate studies by his uncle, when the parties were met themselves, one of Whom he reports to be a great magician, them thought but of an It, as, If you said so, Obscured in the circle of this forest.

then I said

so; and they shook hands, and swore

brothers. Your If is the only peacemaker; Enter TouchSTONE and AUDREY. much virtue in If. Jaq. There is, sure, another flood toward, and Jaq. Is not this a rare fellow, my lord ? he's these couples are coming to the ark! Here as good at any thing, and yet a fool. comes a pair of very strange beasts, which in all

Duke S. He uses his folly like a stalking tongues are called fools.

horse, and under the presentation of that, he Touch. Salutation and greeting to you all!

shoots his wit. Jaq. Good my lord, bid him welcome; This Enter Hymen, leading Rosalind in womur's is the motley-minded gentleman, that I have so often met in the forest : he hath been a cour

clothes ; and CELIA.
tier, he swears.

Still Music.
Touch. If any man doubt that, let him put Hym. Then is there mirth in heaven,
me to my purgation. I have trod a measure ;*

When earthly things made even
I have fattered a lady; I have been politic

Atone together.
with my friend, smooth with my enemy; I have

Good duke, receive thy daughter,
undone three tailors; I bave had four quarrels, Hymen from heaven brought her,
and like to have fought one.

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

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

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

Ros. To you I give myself, for I am yours. Jaq. How seventh cause ?-Good my lord,

[To DÚKES. like this fellow,

To you I give myself, for I am yours.
Duke S. I like him very well.

[To ORLANDO. Touch. God'ild you, Sir; I desire you of the Duke S. If there be truth in sight, you are like. I press in here, Sir, amongst the rest of

my daughter, the country copulatives, to swear, and to for- Orl. If there be truth in sight, you are my scar; according as marriage binds, and blood

Rosalind. breaks :-A poor virgin, Sir, an ill-favoured Phe. If sight and shape be true, thing, Sir, but mine own; a poor humour of Why then,-my love adieu ! wine, to take that that no man else will : Rich Ros. I'll have no father, if you be not he: honesty dwells like a miser, Sir, in a poor-house;

[To Dukes. as your pearl, in your foul oyster.

I'll have no husband, if you be not he :-
Duke Š. By my faith, he is very swist and

[To ORLANDO. sententious.

Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not she.
Touch. According to the fool's bolt, Sir, and

[To PHEBE. such dulcet diseases.

Hym. Peace ho! I bar confusion:
Jaq. But, for the seventh cause ; how did

"Tis I must make conclusion
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With measure heap'd in joy, to the measures [To ORLANDO and Rosalind. Jaq. Sir, by your patience; If I heard you You and you are heart in heart:

rightly, [To Oliver and Celia. The duke hath put on a religious life, You (To PAEBE) to his love must accord, And thrown into neglect the pompous court? Or have a woman to your lord :

Jaq. de B. He hath. You and you are sure together,

Jaq. To him will I ; out of these convertites [To TOUCHSTONE und Audrey. There is much matter to be heard and learn'd.As the winter to foul weather.

You to your former honour I bequeath; Whiles a wedlock-hymn we sing,

[To DUKE S. Feed yourselves with questioning;

Your patience, and your virtue well deserves That reason wonder may diminish,

it: How thus we met, and these things finish. You [TO ORLANDO] to a love, that your true

faith doth merit:Song.

You [To Oliver) to your land, and love, and Wedding is great Juno's crown ;

great allies > O blessed bond of board and bed !

You [To Silvius) to a long and well deserved 'Tis Hymen peoples every town ; High wedlock then be honoured:

And you [To Touchstone) to wrangling; for Honour, high honour and renown,

thy loving voyage To Hymen, god of every town!

Is but for two months victual'd :-So to your Duke s. O my dear niece, welcome thou art

pleasures; to me;

I am for other than for dancing measures. Even daughter, welcome in no less degree. Duke S. Stay, Jaques, stay. Phe. I will not eat my word, now thou art Jaq. To see no pastime, I :-what you would mine;

have Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine. I'll stay to know at your abandon'd cave. [To Silvius.

(Exit. Enter JAQUES DE Bois.

Duke S. Proceed, proceed: we will begin

these rites, B. Let me have audience for a word And we do trust they'll end in true delights. or two;

[A dance, I am the second son of old Sir Rowland, That bring these tidings to this fair assembly:

EPILOGUE. Duke Frederick, hearing how that every day Ros. It is not the fashion to see the lady the Men of great worth resorted to this forest, epilogue : but it is no more unhandsome, than Address'd a mighty power! which were on foot, to see the lord the prologue. If it be true, that In his own conduct, purposely to take

good wine needs no bush, 'tis true, that a good His brother here, and put him to the sword : play needs no epilogue: Yet to good wine they And to the skirts of this wild wood he came; do use good bushes; and good plays prove the Where, meeting with an old religious man, better by the help of good epilogues. What a After some question with him, was converted case am I in then, that am neither a good Buth from his enterprise, and from the world : epilogue, nor cannot insinuate with you in the His crown bequeathing to his banish'd brother, behalf of a good play? I am not furnished And all their lands restor'd to them again like a beggar, therefore to beg will not become That were with him exil’d: This to be true, me: my way is, to conjure you; and I'll begin I do engage my life.

with the women. I charge you, O women, for Duke" S. Welcome, young man;

the love you bear to men, to like as much of Thou offer'st fairly to thy brothers' wedding : this play as please them: and so I charge you, To one, his lands withheld ; and to the other, O men, for the love you bear to women, (as A land itself at large, a potent dukedom. perceive by your simpering, none of you hate First, in this forest, let us do those ends them,) that between you and the women, the That here were well begun, and well begot: play may please. If I were a woman, I would And after, every of this happy number, kiss as many of you as had beards that pleased That have endur'd shrewd days and nights me, complexions that liked me,t and breaths with us,

that I defied not: and, I am sure, as many as Skall share the good of our returned fortune, have good beards, or good faces, or_sweet According to the measure of their states. breaths, will, for my kind offer, when I make Meanline, forget this new-fall’n dignity, curt'sy, bid me farewel.

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