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Jag. Good, my Lord, bid him welcoine. This is the motley-minded gentleman, that I have so often met in the forest : he hath been a courtier, he swears.

Clo. If any man doubt that, let him put me to my purgation. I have trod a measure ; I have flatter'd a lady; I have been politick with my friend, smooth with mine enemy; I have undone three taylors; I have had four quarrels, and like to have fought one.

Jag. And how was that ta'en up ?

Clo. 'Faith, we met; and found, the quarrel was upon the seventh caufe. Faq. How the seventh cause?

- good, my Lord, like this fellow.

Duke Sen. I like him very well.

Clo. God'ild you, Sir, I desire you of the like : I press in here, Sir, amongt the rest of the country copulatives, to swear, and to forswear, according as marriage binds, and blood breaks : a poor virgin, Sir, an ill-favour'd thing, Sir, but mine own; a poor humour of mine, Sir, to take that that no 'man elle will. Rich honesty dwells like a miser, Sir, in a poor house; as your pearl, in your foul oyster.

Duke Sen. By my faith, he is very swift and fententious.

Clo. According to the fool's bolt, Sir, and fuch dulcet diseases.

Jaq. But; upon the seventh caufe ; how did you find the quarrel on the seventh cause?

Clo. Upon a lye seven times removed; (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 call'd 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 call'd the Quip modeft. If again, it was not well cut, he disabled my judgment. This is call'd the Reply churlish. If again, it was not well cut, he would answer, I fpake not true. This iş call'd the Reproof valiant. If again, it'

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was not well cut, he would say, I lye. This is call’d the Countercheck quarrelsome ; and so, the Lye circumftantial, and the Lye direct.

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

Clo. I durst go no farther than the Lye circumstantial; nor he durft not give me the Lye direct, and so we mea. fur'd swords and parted.

Jag. Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the Lye?

Clo. O Sir, we quarrel in print, by the book; as you have books for good manners. (14) I will name you the degrees. The first, the Retort courteous ; the fecond, the Quip modeft ; the third, the · Reply churlish ; the fourth, the Reproof valiant; the fifth, the Countercheck quarrelsome; the fixth, the Lye with circumstance; the seventh, the Lye direct. All these you may avoid, but the Lye 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.

Jaq. Is not this a rare fellow, my Lord ? he's good at any thing, and yet a fool.

(14) 0, Sir, we quarrel in Print ; by the Book; as you bave Books for good Manners.] The Poet throughout this Scene has with great Humour and Address rallied the Mode, so prevailing in his

Time, of formal Duelling. Nor could he treat it with a happier Contempt, than by making his Clown so knowing in all its Forms and Preliminaries. It was in Queen Elizabeth's Reign, that pushing with the Rapier, or small Sword, was first practised in England. And the boilerous Gallants fell into the Falhion with fo much Zeal, that they did not content thema selves with practifing at Sword in the Schools ; but they 'Audied the Theory of the Art, the Grounding of Quarrels, and the Process of giving and receiving Challenges, from Lewis de Garanza's Treatise of Fencing, Vincentio Saviola's Practice of the Rapier and Dagger, and Giacomo Di Grafi's Art of Defence : with many other Instructions upon the several Branches of the Science.

Duke Sen.

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Duke Sen. He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit.

Enter Hymen, Rosalind in woman's cloaths,

and Celia.


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Hym. Tben is there mirth in heav'n,

When earthly things made even

Alone together.
Good. Duke, receive thy daughter,
Hymen from heaven brought her,

Vea, brought her bither :
That thou might's join ber hand with bis,
W bose heart within bis bofom is.

Ref. To you I give myself; for I am yours.

[To the Duke. To you I give myself; for I am yours. · [To Orlando. Duke Sen if there be truch in fight, you are my.

: Orla. If there be truth in fight, you are my Rosalind.

Pbe. If fight and shape be true,
Why, then my love adieu!

Ros, I'll have no father, if you be not he;
I'll have no husband, if you be not he;'
Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not she.

Hym. Peace, hoa! I bar confusion :
'Tis I must make conclusion

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

If truth holds true contents:
You and you no Cross shall part ;
You and you are heart in heart;
You to his love must accord,
Or have a woman to your lord.
You and you are sure together,
As the winter to foul weather:
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Whiles a wedlock-hymn we fing,
Feed yourselves with questioning :
That reason wonder may diminish,
How.thus we meet, and these things finish.


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Wedding is great Juno's Crown,

O blefed 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 Sen. O my dear niece, welcome thou art to me,
Ev'n daughter-welcome, in no less degree.

Pbe. I will not 'eat my word, now thou art mine;
Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine.

Enter Jaques de Boys.
Jaq. de B. Let me have audience for a word or two:
I am the fecond son of old Sir Rowland,
That bring these ridings 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 fome question with him, was converted
Both from his enterprize, and from the world;
His Crown bequeathing to his banish d brother,
And all their lands reford to them again,
That were with him exild. This to be true,
I do engage my life.'

Duke Sen. Welcome young man:
Thou offer'ít fairly to thy brother's wedding;
To one, his lands with-held; 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 begon, 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.
Mean time, forget this new-fall'n dignity,
And fall into our rustick revelry:
Play, mufick; and you brides and bridegrooms all,
With measure heap'd in joy, to th' measures fall.

Jaq. Sir, by your patience: if I heard you rightly,
The Duke hath put on a religious life,
And thrown into neglect the pumpous Court.

Jaq. de B. He hath.

Jag. 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, [To the Dade. Your patience and your virtue well deserve it. You to a love, that your true faith doth merit;

[1c Orla. You to your land, and love, and great allies ; You to a long and well deserved bed; And you to wrangling; for thy loving voyage

[To the Clowns Is but for two months victuall’d: so to your pleasures : I am for other than for dancing measures.

Duke Sen. Stay, Jaques, stay. Jag. To see no pastime, I: what you would have, I'll stay to know at your abandon'd Cave. [Exit.

Duke Sen. Proceed, proceed; we will begin these ritess As, we do trust they'll end, in true delights,

[T. Oli. [To Sily.


Rof. It is not the fashion to see the lady the Epi. logue; but it is no more un handsome, than to see the lord the Prologue. If it be true, that good wine needs 10 bush, 'tis true, that a good Play needs no Epilogue. Yet to good wine they do use good bushes; and good Pi

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