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Enter Duke Senior, Amiens, Jaques, Orlando,
Oliver, and Celia.


Duke S. Dost thou believe, Orlando, that the
Can do all this that he hath promised?
Orl. I sometimes do believe, and sometimes do
As those that fear they hope, and know they fear.
Enter Rosalind, Silvius, and Phebe.
Ros. Patience once more, whiles our compáct
is urg'd:
You say, if I bring in your Rosalind, [to the Duke.
You will bestow her on Orlando here?


Duke S. That would I, had I kingdoms to give with her.

Ros. And you say you will have her, when I bring her? [to Orlando. Orl. That would I, were I of all kingdoms king. Ros. You say, you'll marry me, if I be willing? [to Phebe. Phe. That will I, should I die the hour after. Ros. But, if you do refuse to marry me, You'll give yourself to this most faithful shepherd? Phe. So is the bargain.


Ros. You say, that you'll have Phebe, if she [to Silvius. Sil. Though to have her and death were both one thing.



Ros. I have promis'd to make all this matter
Keep you your word, O duke, to give your
You yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter:-
Keep your word, Phebe, that you will marry me;
Or else, refusing me, to wed this shepherd:-
Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll marry her,
If she refuse me: and from hence I go,
To make these doubts all even.


[exeunt Rosalind and Celia. Duke S. I do remember in this shepherd-boy Some lively touches of my daughter's favour.

Orl. My lord, the first time that I ever saw him,
Methought he was a brother to your daughter:
But, my good lord, this boy is forest-born;
And hath been tutor'd in the rudiments
Of many desperate studies by his uncle
Whom he reports to be a great magician,
Obscured in the circle of this forest.

Enter Touchstone and Audrey.

Jaq. There is, sure, another flood toward, and these couples are coming to the ark! Here comes a pair of very strange beasts, which in all tongues are called fools.

Touch. Salutation and greeting to you all!
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is the motley-minded gentleman, that I have so often met in the forest: he hath been a courtier, he swears.

Touch. If any man doubt that, let him put me to my purgation. I have trod a measure: I have flattered a lady; I have been politic with my friend, smooth with mine enemy; I have undone three tailors; I have had four quarrels, and like to have fought one.

Jaq. And how was that ta'en up?

Touch. 'Faith, we met, and found the quarrel was upon the seventh cause.

this fellow?
Jaq. How seventh cause?-Good my lord, like

Duke S. I like him very well.

Touch. God 'ild you, sir; I desire you of the
I press in here, sir, amongst the rest of
according as marriage binds, and blood breaks.
the country copulatives, to swear and to forswear;
mine own; a poor humour of mine, sir, to take
A poor virgin, sir, an ill-favour'd thing, sir, but
that, that no man else will. Rich honesty dwells

like a miser, sir, in a poor house; as your pearl,
in your foul oister.
Duke S. By my faith, he is very swift and
Touch. According to the fool's bolt, sir, and
such dulcet diseases.

Jaq. But, for the seventh cause; how did you find the quarrel on the seventh cause?

Touch. Upon a lie seven times reinoved.-Bear your body more seeming, Audrey: as thus, sir. I did dislike the cut of a certain courtier's beard; he sent me word, if I said his beard was not cut well, he was in the mind it was: this is called the retort courteous. If I sent him word again, it was not well cut, he would send me word, he cut it to please himself; this is called the quip modest. If again, it was not well cut, he disabled my judgement: this is called the reply churlish. If again, it was not well cut, he would answer, I spake not true: this is called the reproof valiant. If again, it was not well cut, he would say, I lie: This is called the countercheck quarrelsome; and so to the lie circumstantial, and the lie direct.

Jaq. And how oft did you say, his beard was not well cut?

Touch. I durst go no further than the lie circumstantial, nor he durst not give me the lie direct; and so we measured swords and parted.

Jaq. Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the lie?

Touch. O, sir, we quarrel in print, by the book; as you have books for good manners: I will name you the degrees. The first, the retort courteous; the second, the quip modest; the third, the reply churlish; the fourth, the reproof valiant; the fifth, the countercheck quarrelsome; the sixth, the lie with circumstance; the seventh, the lie direct. All these you may avoid, but the lie direct; and you may avoid that too, with an if. I knew when seven justices could not take up a quarrel; but when the parties were met themselves, one of them thought but of an if; as, if you said so, then I said so; and they shook hands, and swore brothers. Your if is the only peace-maker; much virtue in if.

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Duke S. He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, |
End, under presentation of that, he shoots his wit.
Enter Hymen, leading Rosalind in woman's clothes;
and Celia.-Still music.
Hymn. Then is there mirth in heaven,
When earthly things made even
Atone together.

Good duke, receive thy daughter,
Hymen from heaven brought her,
Yea, brought her hither;

That thou might'st join her hand with his,
Whose heart within her bosom is.

Ros. To you I give myself, for I am your's. [to Duke. To you I give myself, for I am your's. [to Orlando. Duke S. If there be truth iu sight, you are my daughter. [Rosalind. you are my

Orl. If there be truth in sight, Phe. If sight and shape be true, Why then-my love adieu.

Ros. I'll have no father, if you be not he: [to Duke S. I'll have no husband, if you be not he: [to Orlando. Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not she. [to Phebe. Hym. Peace, ho! I bar confusion:

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Of these most strange events: Here's eight that must take hands, To join in Hymen's bands,

His crown bequeathing to his banished brother;
And all their lands restor❜d to them again,
This to be true,
That were with him exil'd.
I do engage my life.

Duke S. Welcome, young man ;

Thou offer'st fairly to thy brother's wedding:
To one, his lands withheld; and to the other,
A land itself at large, a potent dukedom.
First, in this forest, let us do those ends
That here were well begun and well begot:
And after, every of this happy number,
That have endur'd shrewd days and nights with us,
Shall share the good of our returned fortune,
According to the measure of their states.
Meantime, forget this new-fall'n dignity,
And fall into our rustic revelry.—

Play, music;-and you, brides and bridegrooms
With measure heap'd in joy, to the measures fall.
Jaq. Sir, by your patience. If I heard you
The duke hath put on a religious life, [rightly,
And thrown into neglect the pompous court!
Jaq. de B. He hath.

Jaq. To him will I: out of these convertites There is much matter to be heard and learn'd.You to your former honour I bequeath;

If truth holds true contents. You and you no cross shall part: [to Orlando and Rosalind. You and you are heart in heart: [to Oliver and Celia. You [to Phebe] to his love must accord, Or have a woman to your lord :You and you are sure together,

[to Touchstone and Audrey. As the winter to foul weather. Whiles a wedlock-hymn we sing, Feed yourselves with questioning; That reason wonder may diminish, How thus we met, and these things finish.


Wedding is great Juno's crown;

O blessed bond of board and bed! 'Tis Hymen peoples every town:

High wedlock then be honoured: Honour, high honour and renown, To Hymen, god of every town! Duke S. O my dear niece, welcome thou art

to me;

Even daughter, welcome in no less degree.
Phe. I will not eat my word, now thou art mine:
Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine.
[to Silvius.

Enter Jaques De Bois. Jaq. de B. Let me have audience for a word

or two;

I am the second son of old Sir Rowland,
That bring these tidings to this fair assembly:
Duke Frederick, hearing how that every day,
Men of great worth resorted to this forest,
Address'd a mighty power: which were on foot,
In his own conduct, purposely to take
His brother here, and put him to the sword:
And to the skirts of this wild wood he came;
Where, meeting with an old religious man,
After some question with him, was converted
Both from his enterprise and from the world;

[to Duke S. Your patience and your virtue, well deserves it:— You, to a love that your true faith doth merit :[to Orlando. You to your land, and love, and great allies: [to Oliver. You to a long and well-deserved bed:-[to Silvius. And you to wrangling; for thy loving voyage [to Touchstone. Is but for two months victuall'd. So to your pleaI am for other than for dancing measures. [sures; Duke S. Stay, Jaques, stay.


Jaq. To see no pastime, I :—what you would I'll stay to know at your abandon'd cave. Duke S. Proceed, proceed: we will begin these rites,


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Andwe do trust they'll end intruc delights. [a dance. EPILOGUE.

Ros. It is not the fashion to see the lady the epilogue: but it is no more unhandsome, than to see the lord the prologue. If it be true, that good wine needs no bush, 'tis true that a good play needs no epilogue: yet to good wine they do use good bushes; and good plays prove the better by the help of good epilogues. What a case am I in then, that am neither a good epilogue, nor cannot insinuate with you in the behalf of a good play? I am not furnished like a beggar, therefore to beg will not become me: my way is to conjure you; and I charge you, O I'll begin with the women. women, for the love you bear to men, to like as much of this play as please them; and so I charge you, O men, for the love you bear to women (as I perceive, by your simpering, none of you hate them), that between you and the women the play may please. If I were a woman, I would kiss as many of you as had beards that pleased me, complexions that liked me, and breaths that I defied not; and, I am sure, as many as have good beards, or good faces,or sweet breaths, will, for my kind offer, when I make curt'sy, bid me farewell. [excunt

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Enter Kent, Gloster, and Edmund.
Kent. I THOUGHT, the king had more affected
the duke of Albany, than Cornwall.

Glo. It did always seem to us; but now, in the division of the kingdom, it appears not which of the dukes he values most; for equalities are so weighed, that curiosity in neither can make choice of either's moiety.

Kent. Is not this your son, my lord?

Glo. His breeding, sir, hath been at my charge: I have so often blushed to acknowledge him, that now I am brazed to it.

Oswald, Steward to Goneril
An Officer, employed by Edmund.
Gentleman, Attendant on Cordelia,
A Herald.

Servants to Cornwall

Kent. I cannot conceive you.

Glo. Sir, this young fellow's mother could: whereupon she grew round-wombed; and had, indeed, sir, a son for her cradle, ere she had a husband for her bed. Do you smell a fault?




Daughters to Lear.

Knights, attending on the King; Officers, Messcrigers, Sol diers, and Attendants


Glo. I shall, my liege. [ex. Glos. and Edmund. Lear. Meantime, we shall express our darker [vided, Give me the map there. Know that we have diIn three, our kingdom: and 'tis our fast intent To shake all cares and business from our age; Conferring them on younger strengths, while we Unburden'd crawl toward death. Our son of


And you, our no less loving son of Albany,
We have this hour a constant will to publish
Our daughters' several dowers, that future strife
May be prevented now. The princes, France
and Burgundy,

Great rivals in our youngest daughter's love,
Long in our court have made their amorous sojourn,
And here are to be answer'd. Tell me, my daugh-
Since now we will divest us, both of rule, [ters,

Kent. I cannot wish the fault undone, the Interest of territory, cares of state), issue of it being so proper.

Glo. But I have, sir, a son by order of law,
some year elder than this, who yet is no dearer
in my account: though this knave came some-
what saucily into the world before he was sent
for, yet was his mother fair; there was good sport
at his making, and the whoreson must be acknow-
ledged. Do you know this noble gentleman,
Edm. No, my lord.

Do love you more than words can wield the mat-
Dearer than eye-sight, space, and liberty;
Beyond what can be valued, rich or rare; [our:
No less than life, with grace, health, beauty, hon-
As much as child e'er lov'd, or father found.

Glo. My lord of Kent: remember him here- A love, that makes breath poor, and speech unafter as my honourable friend. Beyond all manner of so much I love you. [able; Cor. What shall Cordelia do? Love, and be silent. [aside. Lear. Of all these bounds, even from this line to this,

Edm. My services to your lordship. Kent. I must love you, and sue to know you Edm. Sir, I shall study deserving. [better. Glo. He hath been out nine years, and away he shall again!-The king is coming. [trumpets sound within. Enter Lear, Cornwall, Albany, Goneril, Regan, Cordelia, and Attendants. Lear. Attend the lords of France and Burgundy, Gloster.

Which of you, shall we say, doth love us most?
That we our largest bounty may extend
Where merit doth most challenge it.-Goneril,
Our eldest-born, speak first.

Gon. Sir, I

With shadowy forests and with champains rich'd,
With plenteous rivers and wide-skirted meads,
We make thee lady: to thine and Albany's issue
Be this perpetual. What says our second daughter,
Our dearest Regan, wife to Cornwall? Speak.
Reg. I am made of that self metal as my sister,

And prize me at her worth. In my true heart
I find, she names my very deed of love;
Only she comes too short,—that I profess
Myself an enemy to all other joys,

Let pride, which she calls plainness, marry her.
I do invest you jointly with my power,
Pre-eminence, and all the large effects
That troop with majesty.-Ourself, by monthly

Which the most precious square of sense possesses; With reservation of an hundred knights, [course,
And find, I am alone felicitate
By you to be sustain'd, shall our abode [tain
In your dear highness' love.
Make with you by due terms. Only we still re-
The name, and all the additions to a king;

Cor. Then poor Cordelia!

The sway,


And yet not so; since, I am sure, my love's
More richer than my tongue.

Lear. To thee, and thine, hereditary ever,
Remain this ample third of our fair kingdom;
No less in space, validity, and pleasure,
Than that confirm'd on Goneril.-Now, our joy,
Although the last, not least: to whose young love
The vines of France, and milk of Burgundy,
Strive to be interess'd: what can you say, to draw
A third more opulent than your sisters; Speak.
Cor. Nothing, my lord.
Lear. Nothing?

Cor. Nothing.


Lear. Nothing can come of nothing: speak
Cor. Unhappy that I am, I cannot heave
My heart into my mouth: I love your majesty
According to my bond; nor more, nor less.

Lear. How, how, Cordelia? mend your speech
Lest it may mar your fortunes.
(a little,

Cor. Good, my lord,

You have begot me, bred me, lov'd me: I
Return those duties back as are right fit,
Obey you, love you, and most honour you.
Why have my sisters husbands, if they say,
They love you, all? Haply, when I shall wed,
That lord, whose hand must take my plight, shall


Half my love with him, half my care, and duty:
Sure, I shall never marry like my sisters,
To love my father all.

Lear. But goes this with thy heart?
Cor. Ay, good my lord.

Lear. So young, and so untender?
Cor. So young, my lord, and true.
Lear. Let it be so. Thy truth then be thy
For, by the sacred radiance of the sun; [dower:
The mysteries of Hecate, and the night;
By all the operations of the orbs,

From whom we do exist, and cease to be;
Here I disclaim all my paternal care,
Propinquity and property of blood,
And as a stranger to my heart and me
Hold thee, from this, for ever. The barbarous
Or he that makes his generation messes [Scythian,
To gorge his appetite, shall to my bosom
Be as well neighbour'd, pitied, and reliev'd,
As thou my sometime daughter.

Kent. Good my liege,-
Lear. Peace Kent!

Come not between the dragon and his wrath;
I lov'd her most, and thought to set my rest
On her kind nursery.-Hence, and avoid my
[to Cordelia.
So be my grave my peace, as here I give
Call France;


Her father's heart from her!
who stirs ?
Call Burgundy.-Cornwall, and Albany,
With my two daughters' dowers digest this third:

Revenue, execution of the rest,

Beloved sons, be yours; which to confirm,
This coronet part between you. [giving the crown
Kent. Royal Lear,

Whom I have honour'd as my king,
Lov'd as my father, as my master follow'd,
As my great patron thought on in my prayers,—
Lear. The bow is bent and drawn, make from
the shaft.

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Kill thy physician, and the fee bestow
Upon the foul disease.
Revoke thy gift;

Or, whilst I can vent clamour from my throat,
I'll tell thee, thou doth evil.

Lear. Hear me, recreant!

On thine allegiance, hear me !—

Since thou hast sought to make us break our vow (Which we durst never yet) and, with strain'd pride

To come betwixt our sentence and our power
(Which nor our nature nor our place can bear,)
Our potency made good, take thy reward.
Five days we do allot thee, for provision
To shield thee from diseases of the world;
And, on the sixth, to turn thy hated back
Upon our kingdom: if, on the tenth day following,
Thy banish'd trunk, be found in our dominions,
The moment is thy death: away! by Jupiter,
This shall not be revok'd.
[wilt appear,
Kent. Fare thee well, king: since thus thou
Freedom lives hence, and banishment is here.

The gods to their dear shelter take thee, maid,
[to Cordelia.
That justly think'st, and hast most rightly said!-
And your large speeches may your deeds approve,
[to Regan and Goneril.
That good effects may spring from words of love.
Thus Kent, O princes, bids you all adieu :
He'll shape his old course in a country new. [exit.
Re-enter Gloster; with France, Burgundy, and

Glo. Here's France and Burgundy, my noble Lear. My lord of Burgundy, [lord. We first address towards you, who with this king Hath rivall'd for our daughter. What, in the least, Will you require in present dower with her, Or cease your quest of love?

Bur. Most royal majesty,

I crave no more than hath your highness offer'd, Nor will you tender less,

Lear. Right noble Burgundy,

When she was dear to us, we did hold her so;
But now her price is fall'n: sir, there she stands;
If aught within that little, seeming substance,
Or all of it, with our displeasure piec'd,
And nothing more, may fitly like your grace,
She's there, and she is yours.

Bur. I kno v no answer.
Lear. Sir,

Will you, with those infirmities she owes,
Unfriended, new-adopted to our hate,
Dower'd with our curse, and stranger'd with our
Take her, or leave her?

Bur. Pardon me, royal sir;
Election makes not up on such conditions.

Lear. Then leave her, sir; for by the power that made me,

1 tell you all her wealth.-For you, great king, [to France.

I would not from your love make such a stray,
To match you where I hate; therefore beseech you
To avert your liking a more worthier way,
Than on a wretch, whom nature is asham'd
Almost to acknowledge hers.

France. This is mest strange!

That she, that even but now was your best object,
The argument of your praise, balm of your age,
Most best, most dearest, should in this trice of time
Commit a thing so monstrous, to dismantle
So many folds of favour! Sure, her offence
Must be of such unnatural degree,

That monsters it, or your fore-vouch'd affection
Fall into taint: which to believe of her,
Must be a faith, that reason without miracle
Could never plant in me.


Cor. I yet beseech your majesty, (If for I want that glib and oily art, To speak and purpose not; since what I well I'll do't before speak,) that you make known It is no vicious blot, murder, or foulness, No unchaste action, or dishonour'd step, That hath depriv'd me of your grace and favour: But even for want of that, for which I am richer; A still-soliciting eye, and such a tongue That I am glad I have not, though, not to have it, Hath lost me in your liking.

Lear. Better thou

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Have no such daughter, nor shall ever see
That face of hers again :-Therefore be gone,
Without our grace, our love, our benizon.-
Come, noble Burgundy.

[Flourish: exeunt Lear, Burgundy, Cornwall,
Albany, Gloster, and attendants.
France. Bid farewell to your sisters. [eyes
Cor. The jewels of our father, with wash'd
Cordelia leaves you: I know you what you are ;
And, like a sister, am most loth to call [father:
Your faults, as they are nam'd.
Use well our
To your professed bosoms I commit him:
But yet, alas! stood I within his grace,
I would prefer him to a better place.
So farewell to you both.

Gon. Prescribe not us our duties.
Reg. Let your study

Be, to content your lord; who hath receiv'd you
At fortune's alms. You have obedience scanted,
And well are worth the want that you have

Cor. Time shall unfold what plaited cunning Who cover faults, at last shame them derides. Well may you prosper!

France. Come, my fair Cordelia

[exeunt France and Cordelia. Gon. Sister, it is not a little I have to say, of what most nearly appertains to us both. I think, our father will hence to-night.

Reg. That's most certain, and with you; next month with us.

Gon. You see how full of changes his age is

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