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C O M E D Y.

FRIDERICK, brother to the Duke, and usurper of bis duke-

AMIENS, Lords attending upon the Duke in bis banish-
Lr Bev, a courtier attending on Frederick.
OLIVER, eldeft fon to Sir Rowland de Boys, who bad for-

merly been a fervant to tbe Duke.



, }Younger brothers to Oliver.

ADAM, an old servant of Sir Rowland de Boys, now fol.

lowing the fortunes of Orlando. DENNIS, Servant to Oliver. CHARLES, a wrestler, and servant to the usurping Duke

Frederick. TOUCHSTONI, a clown attending on Celia and Rosalind.

Sylvius,} Shepberds.

A clown, in love with Audrey.
WILLIAM, another clown, in love with Audrey.
Sir OLIVER MAR-TEXT, a country curate,

ROSALIND, daughter to the Duke.
CELIA, daughter to Frederick,
PHEBE, a soepberdess.
AUDREY, a country wencb.

Lords belonging to the two Dukes, witb pages, forefters,

and other attendants.

The SCEN E lyes firs near Oliver's house, and after

wards partly in tbe Duke's court, and partly in tbe foref of Arden.





Oliver's Orcbard. Enter Orlando and Adam. Orla, 'S I remember, Adam, it was upon this

my father bequeath'd me by will but a poor thousand crowns, and, as thou say'st, charged my brotheron his blessing to breed

me well; and there begins my sadness. My brother Jaques he keeps at school, and report speaks goldenly of his profit: for my part, he keeps me rustically at home, or (to speak more properly.) stays me here at home unkept; for call you that keeping for a gentleman of my birth, that differs not from the stalling of an ox? his horses are bred better; for besides that they are fair with their feeding, they are taught their manage, and to that end riders dearly hired : but I, his brother, gain nothing under him but growth, for the which his animals on his dunghills are as much bound to him as I. Besides this nothing that he fo plentifully gives me, the fomething that nature gave me his discountenance seems to take from me. He lets me feed with his hinds, bars me the place of a brother, and as much as in him lyes, mines my gentility with my education. This is it, Adam, that grieves me : and the spirit of my father, which I think is within me, begins to mutiny against this servitude. I will no longer en. dure it, tho' yet I know no wife remedy how to avoid it.


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SCENE II. Enter Oliver. Adam. Yonder comes my master, your brother.

Orla. Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt hear how he will thake me up. Oli. Now, Sir, what make you here? Orla. Nothing : I am not taught to make any thing. Oli. What mar you then, Sir ?

Orla. Marry, Sir, I am helping you to mar that which God made, a poor unworthy brother of yours, with idleness.

Oli. Marry, Sir, be better employ'd, and do aught a while.

Orla. Shall I keep your hogs, and eat husks with them ? what prodigal's portion have I spent, that I should come to such penury?

Oli. Know you where you are, Sir ?
Orla. O, Sir, very well; here in your orchard.
Oli. Know you before whom, Sir ?

Orla. Ay, better than he I am before knows me. I know you are my eldest brother, and in the gentle condition of blood you fhould so know me: the courtesie of nations allows you my better, in that you are the first born; but the same tradition takes agt away my blood, were there twenty brothers betwixt us. I have as much of my father in me, as you; albeit, I confess you coming before me are nearer to his revenue,

Oli. What, boy !

Orla. Come, come, elder brother, you are too young in this.

Oli. Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain ?

Orla. I am no villain : I am the youngeft Son of Sir Rowland de Boys ; he was my father, and he is thrice a villain that says such a father begot villains. Wert thou not my brother, I would not take this hand from thy throat, 'till this other had pull'd out thy tongue for faye ing so ; thou hast rail'd on thy self,

Adam. Sweet masters, be patient; for your father's remembrance, be at accord.

Oli. Let me go, I say.

Orla. I will not 'till I please : you shall hear me. My father charg'd you in his will to give me good education :


you have train'd me up like a peasant, obscuring and hid. ing me from all gentleman-like qualities ; the spirit of my father grows strong in me, and I will no longer endure it: therefore allow me such exercises as may become a gentleman, or give me the poor allottery my father left me by teftament; with that I will go buy my fortunes.

Oli. And what wilt thou do? beg when that is spent ? well, Sir, get you in. I will not long be troubled with you: you shall have fome part of your will. I pray you, leave me.

Orla. I will no further offend you than becomes me for my good. Oli. Get you with him, you old dog.

Adam. Is old dog my reward? most true, I have lost my teeth in your service. God be with my old mafter, he would not have spoke such a word.

(Exeunt Orlando and Adam.

SC EN E III. Oli. Is it even so ? begin you to grow upon me? I will phyfick your raakness, and yet give no thousand crowns peicher. Holla, Dennis !

Enter Dennis Den. Calls your worship?

Oli. Was not Charles, the Duke's wrestler, here to speak with me?

Den. So please you, he is here at the door, and importunes access to you.

Oli, Call him in ;- -'twill be a good way; and tomorrow the wrestling is.

Enter Charles.
Cba. Good-morrow to your worship.

Oli. Good Monfieur Charles, what's the new news at the new court?

Cha. There's no news at the court, Sir, but the old news; that is, the old Duke is banish'd by his younger brother the new Duke, and three or four loving lords have put themselves into voluntary exile with him, whose lands and revenues enrich the acw Duke, therefore he gives them good leave to wander,

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