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Rof. Why, whither fhall we go?
Cel. To feek my Uncle in the foreft of Arden.
Rof. Were't not better,
Because that I am more than common tall,
That do outface it with their femblances.
Cel. What fhall I call thee, when thou art a man? Rof. I'll have no worfe a name than Jove's own" Page;
And therefore, look, you call me Ganimed,
But what will you be call'd?
Cel. Something that hath a reference to my ftate: No longer Celia, but Aliena.
Rof. But, Coufin, what if we affaid to fteal The clownish Fool out of your father's Court? Would he not be a comfort to our travel?
Cel. He'll go along o'er the wide world with me. Leave me alone to woo him. Let's away, And get our jewels and our wealth together; Devife the fittest time, and fafeft way To hide us from purfuit that will be made After my fight: now go we in content To Liberty, and not to Banishment.
8 I'll have] Sir T. Hanmer, for we'll have.
Enter Duke Senior, Amiens, and two or three Lords
OW, my co-mates, and brothers in exile,
Hath not old custom made this life more fweet
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
• In former editions, Here feel we not the Penalty.] What was the Penalty of Adam, hinted at by our Poet? The being fenfible of the Difference of the Seasons. The Duke fays, the Cold and Effects of the Winter feelingly perfuade him what he is. How does he not then feel the Penalty? Doubtless, the Text must be reftor'd as I have corrected it: and 'tis obvious in the Course of these Notes, how often not and but by Mistake have chang'd Place in
our Author's former Editions.
THEOBALD. Which, like the toad, ugly and
Wears yet a precious jewel in his
head:] It was the current opinion in Shakespeare's time, that in the head of an old toad was to be found aftone, or pearl, to which great virtues were afcribed. This ftone has been often fought, but nothing has been found more than accidental or perhaps morbid indurations of the skull.
Ami. I would not change it *. Happy is your Grace,
Duke Sen. Come, fhall we go and kill us venifon?
1 Lord. Indeed, my Lord,
The melancholy Jaques grieves at that;
Duke Sen. But what faid Jaques?
I Lord. O yes, into a thoufand fimilies..
* I would not change it.] Mr. Upton, not without probability, gives thefe words to the duke,
and makes Amiens begin, Happy is your Grace.
'Tis right, quoth he, thus mifery doth part,
'Tis juft the fashion: wherefore do you look
Duke Sen. And did you leave him in, this contem-
2 Lord. We did, my lord, weeping and commenting
Upon the fobbing deer.
Duke Sen. Show me the place;
I love to cope him in thefe fullen fits;
For then he's full of matter.
2 Lord. I'll bring you to him ftraight.
S CENE II.
Changes to the PALACE again.
Enter Duke Frederick with Lords.
Duke. It cannot be. Some villains of my Court
AN it be poffible, that no man faw them?
Are of confent and fufferance in this.
I Lord. I cannot hear of any that did fee her;
to cope him,] To encounter him; to engage with him.
2 Lord.. My lord, the roynifh Clown, at whom fo
Your Grace was wont to laugh, is alfo miffing.
Your Daughter and her Coufin much commend
Duke. Send to his brother: Fetch that Gallant hither; If he be abfent, bring his brother to me,
I'll make him find him. Do this fuddenly;
Changes to OLIVER'S Houfe.
Enter Orlando and Adam.
Adam. What! my young maiter? oh, my gentle master,
Oh, my sweet mafter, oh, you memory
Of old Sir Rowland! why, what make you here? Why are you virtuous? why do people love you? And wherefore are you gentle, ftrong, and valiant? Why would you be fo fond to overcome
The bony Prifer of the humorous Duke?
Your Praise is come too fwiftly home before you.
3 In the former editions, The BONNY Prifer We fhould read BONEY Prifer. For this wrestler is characterised for his
ftrength and bulk, not for his gayety or good-humour. WARBURTON. So Milton, Giants of mighty bone. No