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SCENE II.-The same. Enter Orlando and

Oliver. Orl. Is't possible, that on so little acquaintance you should like her? that, but seeing, you should love her? and, loving, woo? and, wooing, she should grant? and will you persever to enjoy her?

Oli. Neither call the giddiness of it in question, the poverty of her, the small acquaintance, my sudden wooing, nor her sudden consenting ; but say with me, I love Aliena; say with her, that she loves me; consent with both, that we may enjoy each other: it shall be to your good; for my father's house, and all the revenue that was old sir Rowland's, will I estate upon you, and here live and die a shepherd.

Enter Rosalind. Orl. You have my consent. Let your wedding be to-morrow : thither will I invite the duke, and all his contented followers: Go you, and prepare Aliena; for, look you, here comes my Rosalind.

Ros. God save you, brother.
Oli. And you, fair sister.

Ros. O, my dear Orlando, how it grieves me to see thee wear thy heart in a scarf!

Orl. It is my arm.

Ros. I thought thy heart had been wounded with the claws of a lion.

Orl. Wounded it is, but with the eyes of a lady.

Ros. Did your brother tell you how I counterfeited to swoon, when he showed me your handkerchief?

Orl. Ay, and greater wonders than that.

Ros. O, I know where you are :-Nay, 'tis true : there was never any thing so sudden, but the fight of two rams, and Cæsar's thrasonical brag of I came, saw, and overcame : For your brother and my sister no sooner inet, but they looked; no sooner looked, but they loved; no sooner loved, but

they sighed; no sooner sighed, but they asked one another the reason ; no sooner knew the reason, but they sought the remedy : and in these degrees have they made a pair of stairs to marriage, which they will climb incontinent, or else be incontinent before marriage: they are in the very wrath of love, and they will together; clubs cannot part them.

Orl. They shall be married to-morrow; and I will bid the duke to the nuptial. But, O, how bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through another man's eyes! By so much the more shall I tomorrow be at the height of heart-heaviness, by bow much I shall think my brother happy, in having what he wishes for.

Ros. Why then, to-morrow I cannot serve your turn for Rosalind?'

Orl. I can live no longer by thinking.

Ros. I will weary you no longer then with idle talking. Know of me then (for now I speak to some purpose,) that I know you are a gentleman of good conceit: I speak not this, that you should bear a good opinion of my knowledge, insomuch, I say, I know you are; neither do I labour for a greater esteem than may in some little measure draw a belief from you, to do yourself good, and not to grace me. Believe then, if you please, that I can do strange things : I have, since I was three years old, conversed with a magician, most profound in this art, and yet not damnable. If you do love Rosalind so near the heart as your gesture cries it out, when your brother marries Aliena, shall you marry her: I know into what straits of fortune she is driven ; and it is not impossible to me, if it appear not inconvenient to you, to set her before your eyes to-morrow, human as she is, and without any danger.

Orl. Speakest thou in sober meanings ?

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

in your best array, bidl your friends; for if you will be married to-morrow, you shall; and to Rosalind, if you will.

Enter Silvius and Phebe. Look, here comes a lover of mine, and a lover of

hers. Phe. Youth, you have done me much ungentle.

ness, To show the letter that I writ to you.

Ros. I care not, if I have : it is my study, To seem despiteful and ungentle to you: You are there follow'd by a faithful shepherd ; Look upon him, love him; he worships you. Phe. Good shepherd, tell this youth what 'tis to

love.
Sil. It is to be all made of sighs and tears;-
And so am I for Phebe.

Phe. And I for Ganymede.
Orl. And I for Rosalind.
Ros. And I for no woman.

Sil. It is to be all made of faith and service ;And so am I for Phebe.

Phe. And I for Ganymede.
Orl. And I for Rosalind.
Ros. And I for no woman.

Sil. It is to be all made of phantasy,
All made of passion, and all made of wishes;
All adoration, duty and observance,
All humbleness, all patience, and impatience,
All purity, all trial, all observance ;
And so am I for Phebe.

Phe. And so am I for Ganymede.
Orl. And so am I for Rosalind.
Ros. And so am I for no woman.
Phe. If this be so, why blame you me to love you?

[To Rosalind Sil. If this be so, why blame you me to love you.

(To Phebe. (1) Invite. VOL. II

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Orl. If this be so, why blame you me to love

you? Ros. Who do you speak to, Why blame you me lo love you?

Orl. To her, that is not here, nor doth not hear.

Ros. Pray you, no more of this; 'tis like the howling of Irish wolves against the moon.- I will help you, [To Silvius.] if I can :- I would love you, (To Phebe.] if I could.— Tomorrow ineet me all together.-I will marry you, [To Phebe.] if ever I marry woman, and I'll be married to-morrow :I will satisfy you, [To Orlando.) if ever I satisfied man, and you shall be married to-niorrow :will content you, [To Silvius.) if what pleases you contents you, and you shall be married tomorrow.-As you [To Orlando.] love Rosalind, meet;-as you [To Silvius.] love Phebe, meet; And as I love no woman, I'll meet.—So, fare you well; I have left you commands.

Sil. I'll not fail, if I live.
Phe.

Nor I.
Orl.

Nor I. (Exe.

SCENE III.-The same. Enter Touchstone and

Audrey. Touch. To-morrow is the joyful day, Audrey; to-morrow will we be married.

Aud. I do desire it with all my heart : and I hope it is no dishonest desire, to desire to be a woman of the world. Here comes two of the banished duke's pages.

Enter two Pages.
1 Page. Well met, honest gentleman.

Touch. By my troth, well met: Come, sit, sit, and a song.

(1) A married woman.

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

1 Page. Shall we clap into't roundly, without hawking, or spitting, or saying we are hoarse; which are the only prologues to a bad voice?

2 Page. I'faith, i'faith; and both in a tune, like two gypsies on a horse.

SONG.

It was a lover, and his lass,

With a hcy, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
That o'er the green corn-field did pass

In the spring time, the only pretty rank time
When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding;
Sweet lovers love the spring.

II.

Between the acres of the rye,

With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
These pretty country folks would lie,

In spring time, &c.

III.

This carol they began that hour,

With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
How that a life was but a flower

In spring time, &c.

IV.

And therefore take the present time,

With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino ;
For love is crowned with the prime,

In spring lime, &c.

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