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And in the hearing of these many friends,

Than you expect : unseal this letter soon : 18:vear to thee, even by thine own fair eyes, There you shall tind, three of your argosies Wherein I see myselt,

Are richly come to harbor suddenly :
Por.

Mark you but that! You shall not know by what strange accidect In both mine eyes he doubly sees himself:

I chanced on this letter. In each eye one:-swear by your double self, Ant.

I am dumb. And there's an oath of credit.

Bass. Were you the doctor, and I knew you not? Bass.

Nay, but hear me : Gra. Were you the clerk, that is to make me Pardon this fault, and by my soul I swear,

cuckold ? I never more will break an oath with thee,

Ner. Ay; but the clerk that never means to do i.. Ant. I once did lend my body for his wealth :8 Unless he live until he be a man. Whicha, but for bim that had your husband's ring, Bass. Sweet doctor, you shall be my bedfellow

To PORTIA. When I am absent, then lie with my wife. Had quite miscarried : I dare be bound again, Ant. Sweet lady, you have given me liie, and My soul upon the forfeit, that your lord

living: Will never more breaki faith advisedly.

For hear I read for certain that my ships
Por. Then you shall be his surety: Give him this; Are safely come to road.
And bid him keep it better than the other.

Por.

How now, Lorenzo? Ant. Here, lord Bassanio; swear to keep this ring: My clerk hath some good comforts too for you. Buss. By heaven, it is the same I gave the doctor! Ner. Ay and I'll give them him without a fee.Por. I had it of him : pardon me, Bassanio; There do I give to you and Jessica, For by this ring the doctor lay with me.

From the rich Jew a special deed of gift, Ner. And pardon me, my gentle Gratiano ; After his death, of all he dies possess'd of. For that same scrubbed boy, the doctor's clerk, Lor, Fair ladies, you drop manna in the way In lieu of this, last night did lie with me.

Of starved people.
Gra. Why, this is like the mending of highways Por.

It is almost morning.
In summer, where the ways are tair enough: And yet, I am sure, you are not satisfied
What! are we cuckolds, ere we have deserved it? Of these events at full: Let us go in;
Por. Speak not so grossly.-You are all amaz'd: And charge us there upon intervatories,
Here is a letter, read it at your leisure ;

And we will answer all things faithfully.
It comes from Padua, from Bellario :

Gra. Let it be so: The first interigatory, There you shall find that Portia was the doctor; That my Nerissa shall be sworn on, is, Nerissa there, her clerk : Lorenzo here

Whether till the next night she had rather stay ; Shall witness, I set forth as soon as you,

Or go to bed now, being two hours to-day : And but even now return'd; I have not yet But were the day come, I should wish it dark, Enter'd my house.-Antonio, you are welcome ; That I were couching with the doctor's clerk. And I have beller news in store for you,

Well, while I live, I'll fear no other thing • Advantage.

So sore, as keeping safe Nerissa's ring. | Excurus

AS YOU LIKE IT.

PERSONS REPRESENTED. DOKE, living in exile.

Touchstone, a Clown. FREDERICK, brother to the Duke, and Usurper of SIR OLIVER MAR-TEXT, a Vicar. his dominions.

CORIN, AMIENS, | Lords attending upon the Duke in his

Sylvius, } JAQUES,

} Shepherds. banishment.

WILLIAM, a country fellow in love with Andrey LE BEAU, a Courtier attending upon Frederiek. A person representing Hymen. CHARLES, his Wrestler.

Rosalinn, Daughter to the banished Duke. OLIVER,

CELIA, Duughter to Frederick. JAQUES, Sons of Sir Rowland de Bois.

PHEBE, a Sheperdess. (RLANDO,

AUDREY, a country girl.
ADAM,
Servants to Oliver.

Lords belonging to the two Dukes ; Pages, Forest. DENNIS,

ers, and other Attendants. The SCENE lies, first, near Oliver's House; afterwards, partly in the Usurper's Court, and partly

in the Forest of Arden.

ACT I.

SCENE J.- An Orchard, near Oliver's House. The courtesy of nations allows you tny better. In

that you are the first-born; but the same tradition Enter ORLANDO and ADAM.

takes not away my blood, were there twenty Orl. As I remember, Adam, it was upon this fash- brothers betwixt us: I have as much of my father ion bequeath'd me: By will, but a poor thousand in me, as you; albeit, I confess, your coming before crowns; and, as thou say'st, charged my brother, me is nearer to his reverence. on his blessing, to breed me well: and there begins Oli. What, boy! my sadness. My brother Jaques he keeps at Orl. Come, come, elder brother, you are 100 school, and report speaks goldenly of his profit: young in this. for my part, he keeps me rustically at home, or, to

Oli. Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain ? speak more properly, stays me here at home un- Orl. I am no villain : I am the youngest son kept: For call you that keeping for a gentleman of of Sir Rowland de Bois; he was my father, and he my birth, that differs not from the stalling of an ox? is thrice a villain, that says such a father begot His horses are bred better; for, besides that they villains: Wert thou not my brother, I would not are fair with their feeding, they are taught their take this hand from thy throat, till this other hand manage, and to that end riders dearly hired: but pulled out thy tongue for saying so; thou last I, his brother, gain nothing under him but growth; railed on thyself. for the which his animals on his dunghills are as

Adam. Sweet masters, be patient; for your famuch bound to him as I. Besides this nothing that ther's remembrance, be at accord. he so plentifully gives me, the something that

Oli. Let me go,

I say. nature gave me, his countenance seems to take Orl. I will not, till I please: you shall hear me from me: he lets me feed with his hinds, bars me My father charged you in his will to give me good the place of a brother, and as much as in him lies education: you have trained me like a peasant mines my gentility with my education. This is it obscuring and hiding from me all gentlemata-lhd Adam, that grieves me; and the spirit of my father qualities : the spirit of my father grows strong u which I think is within me, begins to mutiny me, and I will no longer endure it; therefore against this servitude: I will no longer endure it, allow me such exercises as may become a gentle though yet I know no wise remedy how to avoid it. man, or give me the poor allottery my father len

me by testament; with that I will go buy my furi Enter Oliver.

tunes. Adam. Yonder comes my master, your brother. Oli. And what wilt thou do? beg, when that it

Orl. Go apart, Adanı, and thou shalt hear how spent! Well, sir, get you in: I will not long be he will shake me up.

troubled with you : you shall have some part of Oli. Now, sir, what make you here?:

your will; I pray you, leave me. Orl. Nothing: I am not taught to make any thing. Orl. I will no further offend you than becomes Oli. What mar you then, sir?

me for my good. Orl. Marry, sir, I am helping you to mar that Oli. Get you with him, you old dog which God made, a poor unworthy brother of yours, lost my teeth in your service. God be with my

Adam. Is old dog niy reward? most true, I have with idleness.

Oli. Marry, sir, be better employ'd, and be naught old master! he would not have spoke such a word awhile.

(Exeunt ORLANDO and ADA Orl: Shall I keep your hogs, and eat husks with

Oli. Is it even so ? begin you to grow upon me them? What prodigal portion have I spent, that I will physic your rankness, and yet give no thou I should come to such penury?

sand crowns neither. Hola, Dennis! Oli. Know you where you are sir?

Enter DENNIS.
Orl. O, so very well: here in your orchard. Den. Calls your worship?
Oli. Know you before whom, sir ?

Oli. Was not Charles, the Duke's wrestler, bere Orl. Ay, better than he I am before knows me.

to speak with me? I know you are my eldest brother; and, in the gentle condition of blood, you should so know me:

9 Villain is used in a double sense; by Oliver, for

worthless fellow and by Orlando, fi * Un of tor 1 What do you here ?

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Den. So please you, he is here at the door, and mistress of: and would you yet I were merrier ?
importunes access to you.

Unless you would teach me to forget a banished
Oli. Call him in. (Exit DEN 18.1--Twill be a father, you must not learn me how to remembe
good way; and to-morrow the wrestling is. any extraordinary pleasure.
Enter CHARLES.

Cel. Herein, I see, thou lovest me not with the
Cha. Good morrow to your worship.

full weight that I love thee: if my uncle, thy ban Oli. Good monsieur Charles !-what's the new father, so thou hadst been slill with me. I could

ished father, had banished thy uncle, the dube my news at the new court? Cha. There's no news at the court, sir, but the so wouldst thou, if the truth of thy love to me were

have taught my love to take thy father for mine. old news: that is, the old duke is banished by his younger brother the new duke; and three or four

so righteously temper'd as mine is to thee. loving lords have put themselves into voluntary estate, to rejoice in yours.

Ros. Well, I will forteit the condition of my exile with him, whose lands and revenues eorich the new duke; therefore he gives them good leave

Cel. You know my father hath no child but I, to wander.

nor none is like to have; and, truly, when he dies Oti. Can you tell, if Rosalind, the duke's daugh- from thy father perforce, I will render thee again

thou shalt be his heir; for what he hath taken away ter, be banished with her father? Cha. 0, no; for the duke's daughter, her cousin, break that oath, let me turn monster: therefore, my

in atlection; by mine honor, I will; and when I so loves her,—being ever from their cradles bred

sweet Rose, my dear Rose, be merry. together, that she would bave followed her exile, or have died to stay behind her. She is at the sports; let me see; What think you or falling in love?

Ros. From henceforth I will, coz, and devise court, and no less beloved of her uncle than his own daughter; and never two ladies loved as they do. but love no man in good earnest; nor no further in

Cel. Marry, I pr’ythee, do, to make sport withal: 0!.. Where will the old duke live? Chi They say he is already in the forest of sport neither, than with safety of a pure blush thou Arden, and a many merry men with him; and mayst in honor come off again. there they live like the old Robin Hood of Eng

Ros. What shall be our sport then ? land: tney say, many young gentlemen flock to Fortune, from her wheel, that her gifts may bence

Cel. Let us sit and mock the good housewife, himevery day; and tleet the time carelessly, as they forth be bestowed equally. did in the golden world. 0!i. What, you wrestle to-morrow before the are mightily misplaced: and the bountiful blind

Ros. I would, we could do so; for her benefits new duke? Cha. Marry, do I, sir; and I came to acquaint

woman doth most mistake in her gifts to women.

Cel. 'Tis true: for those that she makes fair, she you with a matter, I am given, sir, secretly to un

scarce makes honest; and those, that she makes derstand, that your younger brother, Orlando, bath

honest, she makes very ill-favor'dly. a disposition to come in disguis'd against me to try a tall: To-morrow, sir, I wrestle for my credit; to nature’s: fortune reigns in gifts of the world, not

Ros. Nay, now thou goest from fortune's office
and he that escapes me without some broken limb, in the lineaments of nature.
shall acquit him well. Your brother is but young,
and tender; and, for your love, I would be loath to

Enter TOUCHSTONE.
foil him, as I must, for my own honor, if he come
in: therefore, out of my love to you, I came hither

Cel. No? When nature hath made a fair creature
to acquaint you withal; that either you might stay may she not by fortune fall into the fire ?- Though
him from his intendment, or brook such disgrace nature hath given us wit to tlout at fortune, hath not
well as he shall run into, in that it is a thing of fortune sent in this fool to cut of the argument?
his own search, and altogether against my will.

Ros. Indeed, there is fortune too hard for nature; Oli. Charles, I thank thee for thy love to me,

when fortune makes nature's natural the cutter off which thou shalt find I will most kindly requite. I

of nature's wit. had myself notice of my brother's purpose herein,

Cel. Peradventure, this is not fortune's work and have by underhand means labored to dissuade neither, but nature's: who perceiving our natural him from it; but he is resolute. I'll tell thee.

wits too dull to reason of such goddesses, hath sent Charles-he is the stubbornest young fellow of

this natural for our whetstone: for always the dula France; full of ambition, an envious emulator of

ness of the fool is the whetstone of his wits.-How every man's good parts, a secret and villanous now, wit? whither wander you? contriver against me bis natural brother; therefore

Touch. Mistress, you must come away to your use thy discretion; I had as lief thou didst break father. his neck as his finger. And thou wert best look

Cel. Where you made the messenger! to t; for if thou do'st him any slight disgrace, or if

Touch. No, by mine honor; but I was bid to be do not mightily grace himself on thee, he will come for you. practise against thee by poison, entrap thee by some

Ros. Where learned you that oath, fool? treacherous device, and never leave thee till he hath

Touch. Of a certain knight, that swore by his ta'en thy life by some indirect means or other; for, honor they were good pancakes, and swore by his 1 assure thee, and almost with tears I speak it, there honor the mustard was naught: now, I'll stand to is not one so young and so villanous this day living. it, the pancakes were naught, and the mustard was I speak but brotherly of him; but should I anato-good; and yet was not the knight forsworn. mize him to thee as he is, I must blush and weep,

Cel. How prove you that, in the great heap of and thou must look pale and wonder.

your knowledge? Cha. I am heartily glad, I came hither to you;

Ros. Ay, marry; now unmuzzle your wisdom. If he come to-morrow, I'll give him his payment:

Touch. Stand you both forth now: stroke your If ever he go alone again, I'll never wrestle for chins, and swear by your beards that I am a knave. prize more: And so, God keep your worship!

Cel. By our beards, if we had them, thou art. [Exit.

Touch. By my knavery, if I had it, then I were: Oli. Farewell, good Charles.-Now will I stir) but if you swear by that that is not, you are not this gamester: 'I hope I shall see an end of him:| forsworn: no more was this knight, swearing by his for my soul, yet I know not why, hates nothing honor, for he never had any; or if he had, he had more than he. Yet he's gentle; never school'd, sworn it away, before ever he saw those pancakes Ind yet learned; full of noble device: of all sorts or that mustard. enchantingly beloved; and, indeed, so much in the

Cel. Prythee, who is't that thou mean'st? heart of the world, and especially of my own peo

Touch. One that old Frederick, your father, loves. ple, who best know him, that I am altogether mis

Cel. My father's love is enough to honor him. prised: but it shall not be so long; this wrestler Enough! speak no more of him: you'll be whippd shall clear a!): nothing remains, but that I kindle for taxation, one of these days. the bey thither, which now I'll go about. (Exil.

Touch. The more pity, that fools may not speak

wisely, what wise men do foolishly. SCENE II.-A Lawn before the Duke's Palace.

Cel. By my troth, thou say'st true: for since Enter ROSALIND and CELIA.

little wit, that fools have, was silenced, the better, Cel

. I pray thee, Rosalind, sweet my coz, be merry: foolery, that wise men have, makes a great Ros. Dear Celia, I show more inirth than I am

Here comes Monsieur Le Beau.

ed earth • Frolicksome fellow. • Of all ranks.

Satire.

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Enter LE BEAU.

or knew yourself with your judgment, the fear of Ros. With his mouth full of news.

your adventure would counsel you to a more equal Cel. Which he will put on us, as pigeons feed enterprise. We pray you, for your own sake, to their young

embrace your own safety, and give over this attempt. Ros. Then shall we be news-cramm'd.

Ros. Do, young sir; your reputation shall not Cel. All the better; we shall be the more mar: the duke, that the wrest.ing inight not go forward.

therefore be misprised: we will make it our suit to ketable. Bon jour, Monsieur Le Beau: What's the news?

Orl. I beseech you, punish me not with your Le Brau. Fair princess, you have lost much good to deny so fair and excellent ladies any thing but

hard thoughts; wherein' I confess me much guilty, sport. Cel. Sport? Of what color ?

let your fair eyes, and gentle wishes, go with me to Le Brau. What color, madam ? How shall I my trial: wherein if I be foiled, there is but one answer you?

shamed that was never gracious: if killed, but one Ros. As wit and fortune will.

dead that is willing to be so: I shall do my friends Touch. Or as the destinies decree.

no wrong, for I have none to lament me; the world Cel. Well said ; that was laid on with a trowel. no injury, for in it I have nothing; only in the Touch. Nay, if I keep not my rank,

world I fill up a place, which may be better sup Ros. Thou losest thy old smell.

plied when I have made it empty. Le Beau. You amaze me, ladies; I would have

Ros. The little strength that I have, I would it told you of good wrestling, which you have lost the

were with you. sight of.

Cel. And mine, to eke out hers. Ros. Yet tell us the manner of the wrestling.

Ros. Fare you well. Pray heaven, I be deceived Le Beau. I will tell you the beginning, and if it in you! please your ladyships, you may see the end; for

Cel. Your heart's desires be with you. the best is yet to do; and here, where you are,

Cha. Come where is this young gallant, that is they are coming to perform it.

so desirous to lie with his mother earth? Cel. Well,—the beginning, that is dead and

Orl. Ready, sir; but his will hath in it a more buried.

modest working. Le Beau. There comes an old man, and his three

Duke F. You shall try but one fall.

Cha. No, I warrant your grace; you shall not Cel. I could match this beginning with an old tale. entreat him to a second, that have so mightily per

Le Beau. Three proper young men, of excellent suaded him from a first. growth and presence ;

Orl. You mean to mock me after; you should Ros. With bills on their necks,–Be it known not have mocked me before: but come your ways unto all men by these presents,

Ros. Now, Hercules be thy speed, young man ! "Le Beau. The eldest of the three wrestled with fellow by the leg. (Charles and ORLANDO wrexte.

Cel. I would I were invisible, to catch the strong Charles, the duke's wrestler; which Charles in a moment threw him, and broke three of his ribs,

Ros. Ő excellent young man ! that there is little hope of life in him: so he served

Cel. if I had a thunderbolt in mine eye, I can the second, and so the third : Yonder they lie; the tel: who should down. (CHARLES is throun. Shout.

Diike F. No more, no more. poor old man, their father, making such pitiful' dole over them, that all the beholders lake his part with

Orl. Yes, I beseech your grace; I am not yet

well breathed. weeping: Ros. Alas!

Duke F. How dost thou, Charles ! Touch. But what is the sport, monsieur, that the

Le Beau. He cannot speak, my lord. ladies have lost?

Duke F. Bear him away. (CHARLES is borne out Le Beau. Why, this that I speak of.

What is thy name, young man ! Touch. Thus men may grow wiser every day! it

Orl. Orlando, iny liege; the youngest son of Si is the first time that I ever heard, breaking of ribs Rowland de Bois.

Duke F. I would thou hadst been son to some was sport for ladies. Cel. Or I, I promise thee.

man else. music in his

sides? is there yet another dotes upon Thou shouldst have better pleasd me with this Ros. But is there any else longs to see this broken The world esteem'd thy father honorable, rib-breaking ?-Shall we see this wrestling, cousin ?

deed, Le Beau. You must, if you stay here : for here is

Hadst thou descended from another house. the place appointed for the wrestling, and they are

But fare thee well; thou art a gallant ypath; ready to perforin it. Cel. Yonder, sure, they are coming: Let us I would thou hadst told me of another father.

[Exeunt Duke FRED., Train, and Le Beau. now stay and see it.

Cel. Were I my father, coz, would I do this! Flourish. Enter DUKE FREDERICK, LORDS, Or

Orl. I am more proud to be Sir Rowland's son, LANDO, CHARLES, and Attendants.

His youngest son ;-and would not change that Duke F. Come on; since the youth will not be To be adopted 'heir to Frederick.

calling, entreated, his own peril on his forwardness.

Ros. My father lov'd Sir Rowland as his soul, Ros. Is yonder the man ?

And all the world was of my father's mind : Le Beari. Even he, madam.

Had I before known this young man his son, Cel. Alas, he is too young : yet he looks suc

I should have given hım tears unto entreaties, cessfully.

Ere he should thus have ventur'd. Duke F. How now, daughter, and cousin ? are

Cel.

Gentle cousin you crept hither to see the wrestling ? Ros. Ay, my liege! so please you give us leave. My father's rough and envious disposition

Let us go thank him, and encourage him; Duke F. You will take little delight in it, I can Sticks me at heart.--Sir, you have well deserv'd: tell you, there is such odds in the men : In pity of If you do keep your promises in love, the challenger's youth, I would fain dissuade him, But justly,

as you have exceeded promise, but he will not be entreated : Speak to him, ladies, Your mistress shall be happy. see if you can move him.

Ros.

Gentleman, Cel. Call him hither, good Monsieur Le Beau. Duke F. Do so : I'll not be by. [DUKE goes apart. Wear this for me; one out of suits with fortune

[Giving him a chain from her neck Le Beau. Monsieur the challenger, the princesses that could give more, but that her hand lack call for you.

means.Orl. I attend them, with all respect and duty.

Shall we go, coz? Ros. Young man, have you challenged Charles

Cel. Ay:-Fare you well fair gentlemar the wrestler ! Orl. No, fair princess; he is the general chal- are all thrown down; and that which here stands up

Orl. Can I not say, I thank you? My better parti lenger: I come but in, as others do, to try with him is but a quintain, a mere lifeless block. the strength of my youth.

Ros. He calls us back: My pride fell with my Cel. Young gentleman, your spirits are too bold

fortunes : for your years: You have seen cruel proof of this Dian's strength; it you saw yourself with your eyes • The object to dart at in martial exercise

I'll ask him what he would :-Did you call, sir ?— And get you from our court.
Sir. you have wrestled well, and overthrown

Ris.

Me, uncle? Jiore than your enemies.

Duke F.

Yon, cousin; Cel.

Will you go, coz? Within these ten days if that thou be’st found Ros. Have with you :-Fare you well.

So pear our public court as twenty miles, (E.cent Rosalind and CELIA. Thou diest for it. Orl. What passion hangs these weights upon Ros.

I do beseech your grace, my tongue?

Let me the knowledge of my fault bear with me. I cannot speak to her, yet she urged conference. If with myself I huld intelligence, Re-enter LE BEAU.

Or have acquaintance with minc own desires;

If that I do not dream, or be not frantic, 0 poor Orlando! thou art overthrown:

(As I do trust I am not,) then, dear uncle, Cr Charles, or something weaker, masters thee. Le Bear. Good sir, I do in friendship counsel you. Did I offend your highness.

Never, so much as in a thought unborn, To leave this place: Albeit you have deserv'd

Duke F.

Thus do all traitors; High commendation, true applause and love;

If their purgation did consist in words, Yet such is now the duke's condition,

They are as innocent as grace itself ;That he misconstrues all that you have done.

Let it suffice thee, that I trust thee not. The duke is humorous; what he is, indeed,

Ros. Yet your mistrust cannot make me a traitor: More suits you to conceive, than me to speak of.

Tell me whereou the likelihood depends. Orl. I thank you, sir: and pray you, tell me this;

Duke F. Thou art thy father's daughter, there's Which of the two was daughter of the duke,

enough. That here was at the wrestling ? Le Beau. Neither his daughter, if we judge by

Ros. So was I, when your highness took his

dukedom; manners;

So was I, when your highness banish'd him : But yet indeed, the shorter is his daughter:

Treason is not inherited, my lord; The other is daughter to the banish'd duke,

Or, if we derive it from our friends, And here detain’d by her usurping uncle,

What's that to me? my father was no traitor : To keep his daughter company, whose loves

Then, good my liege, mistake me not so much, Are dearer than the natural bond of sisters:

To think my poverty is treacherous. Rut I can tell you, that of late this duke

Cel. Dear sovereign, bear me speak. Hath ta'en displeasure 'gainst his gentle niece;

Duke F. Ay, Celia ; we stay d here for your sake, Grounded upon no other argument,

Else bad she with her father ranged along. But that the people praise her for her virtues,

Cel. I did not then entreat to have her stay, And pity her for her good father's sake:

It was your pleasure and your own remorse :* And, on my life, his malice 'gainst the lady

I was too young that time to value her.
Will suddenly break forth.--Sir, fare you well;

But now I know her: if she be a traitor,
Hereafter, in a better world than this,
I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.

Why so am I; we still have slept together,
Orl. I rest much bounden to you: fare you well! And wheresoe'r we went, like Juno's swans,

Rose at an instant, learn d, play'd, ent together;

[Exil Le BEAU. Still we went coupled, and inseparable. Thus must I from the smoke into the smother;

Duke F. She is too subtile for thee; and her From tyrant duke, unto a tyrant brother:-

smoothness, But beavenly Rosalind!

[Exit. Her very silence, and her patience, SCENE II.- A Room in the Palace. Speak to the people, and they pity her. Enter CELIA and Ros ALIND.

Thou art a fool: she robs thee of thy name: Cel. Why, cousin; why, Rosalind ;-Cupid have and thou wilt show more bright and seem more

virtuous. meroy!-Not a word?

When she is gone: then open not thy lips; RN. Not one to throw at a dog.

Firm and irrevocable is my doom Cel. No, thy words are too precious to be cast

Which I have pass'd upon her; she is banish'd. away upon curs, throw some of them at me; come,

Cel. Pronounce that sentence then on me, my lame me with reasons. Ros. Then there were two cousins laid up; when I cannot live out of her company.

liege; the one should be lamed with reasons, and the other mad without any:

Duke F. You are a fool :-You, niece, provide Ct!. But is all this for your father?

yourself; Rox. No, some of it for my father's child: 0, And in the greatness of my word, you die.

If you out-stay the time, upon mine honor, how full of briars is this working-day world! Cel. They are but burs, cousin, thrown upon thee

(Excunt DUKE FREDERICK and Lords. in holiday foolery; if we walk not in the trodden Wilt thou change fathers? I will give thee mine.

Cel. O, my poor Rosalind! whither wilt thou go? paths, our very petticoats will catch them. Rne. I could shake them off my coat; these burs

I charged thee, be not thou morc griev'd than I am.

Ros. I have more cause. are in my heart.

Cel.

Thou hast not, cousin; Cel. Hem them away. Ros. I would try; if I could cry hem, and have Haih banish'd me, his daughter ?

Prythee, be cheerful: know'st thou not, the duke him.

Ros.

That he hath not. Cel. Come, come, wrestle with thy affections.

Cel. No? hath not? Rosalind lacks then the love Ros. (), they take the part of a better wrestler which teacheth thee that thou and I are one : than myself. Cel. 0), a good wish upon you! you will try in No; let my father seek another heir.

Shall we be sunder'd ? shall we part, sweet girl? time, in despite of a fall.-But, turning these jests Therefore devise with me, how we may fly, out of service, let us talk in good earnest: Is it pos- Whither to go, and what to bear with us: sible on such a sudden, you should fall into so strong a liking with old Sir Rowland's youngest son? To bear your grief yourself, and leave me out;

And do not seek to take your change upon you, Rus. The duke my father lov'd his father dearly. For, by this heaven, now at our sorrows pale, Cel. Doth it therefore ensue, that you should love Say' what thou cansi, l'll go along with thee. his son dearly? By this kind of chase, I should hate him, for my father hated his father dearly; yet I

Ros. Why, whither shall we go?

Cel. hale not Orlando.

To seek my uncle. Rs. No; hate him not, for my sake.

Ros. Alas, what danger will it be to us,

Maids as we are, to travel forth so far?
Cel. Why should I not doth he not deserve Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.

well?
Ros. Let me love him for that; and do you love and with a kind of umbers smirch my face;

Cel. I'll pnt myself in poor and mcan attire, bim because I do:Look, here comes the duke. Cul. With his eyes full of anger.

The like do you; so shall we pass along,

And never stir assailants. Enter DUKE FREDERICK, with Lords.

Ros.

Were it not better, Duke F. Mistress, dispatch you with your safest Because that I am more than common tall, aste,

That I did suit me all points like a man; • Temper, disposition.

• Compassion. . A dusky, yellow colored earth

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