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Ros. Counterfeit, I assure you.

Oli. Well then, take a good heart, and counterfeit to be a man.

Ros. So I do; but, i' faith, I should have been a woman by right.

Cel. Come; you look paler and paler: pray you, draw homewards,-Good sir, go with us.

Oli. That will I, for I must bear answer back, How you excuse my brother, Rosalind. Ros. I shall devise something. But, I pray you, commend my counterfeiting to him.-Will you go?

[Exeunt.

SCENE I.-The Forest of Arden.

ACT V.

Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY. Touch. We shall find a time, Audrey: patience, gentle Audrey.

Aud. 'Faith, the priest was good enough, for all the old gentleman's saying.

Touch. A most wicked sir Oliver, Audrey; a most vile Mar-text. But, Audrey; there is a youth here in the forest lays claim to you.

Aud. Ay, I know who 't is; he hath no interest in me in the world. Here comes the man you mean. Enter WILLIAM.

Touch. It is meat and drink to me to see a clown. By my troth, we that have good wits have much to answer for: we shall be flouting; we cannot hold. Will. Good even, Audrey.

Aud. God ye good even, William.
Will. And good even to you, sir.

Touch. Good even, gentle friend. Cover thy head, cover thy head: nay, pr'ythee, be covered. How old are you, friend?

Will. Five and twenty, sir.

Touch. A ripe age. Is thy name William ?

Will. William, sir.

Touch. A fair name.

Wast born i' the forest here?

Will. Ay, sir, I thank God.

Touch. Thank God;-a good answer. Art rich?

very excellent Art thou wise?

Will. 'Faith, sir, so, so. Touch. So, so, is good, very good, good ;---and yet it is not; it is but so so. Will. Ay, sir, I have a pretty wit. Touch. Why, thou say'st well. I do now remember a saying; "The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool." The heathen philosopher, when he had a desire to eat a grape, would open his lips when he put it into his mouth, meaning thereby, that grapes were made to eat, and lips to open.

You do love this maid?

Will. I do, sir.

Touch. Give me your hand. Art thou learned? Will. No, sir.

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Touch. He, sir, that must marry this woman. Therefore, you clown, abandon,-which is in the vulgar, leave, the society,-which in the boorish is, company, -of this female,-which in the common is, woman; which together is, abandon the society of this female, or, clown thou perishest; or, to thy better understanding, diest; or, to wit, I kill thee, make thee away, translate thy life into death, thy liberty into bondage. I will deal in poison with thee, or in bastinado, or in steel: I will bandy with thee in faction; I will o'errun thee with policy; I will kill thee a hundred and fifty ways: therefore tremble, and depart.

Aud. Do, good William.
Will. God rest you merry, sir.
Enter CORIN.

[Exit.

Cor. Our master and mistress seek you: come, away, away! Touch. Trip, Audrey; trip, Audrey.-I attend, I attend. [Exeunt.

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.

Orl. You have my consent.

Let your wedding be to-morrow: thither will I

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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, 't is 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 met, 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 re-
medy 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.

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Orl. I can live no longer by thinking.

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 fantasy,

All made of passion, and all made of wishes;
All adoration, duty, and obedience1 ;
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. Orl. If this be so, why blame you me to love you? Ros. Who do you speak to, "why blame you me to love you?”

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Orl. To her, that is not here, nor doth not hear. Ros. Pray you, no more of this: 't is like the howlOrl. They shall be married to-morrow, and I will ing of Irish wolves against the moon.-I will help you, bid the duke to the nuptial. But, O! how bitter a [To SILVIUS] if I can: But, O! how bitter a [To SILVIUS] if I can :--I would love you, [To PHEBE] thing it is to look into happiness through another man's if I could.-To-morrow meet me all together.—I will eyes! By so much the more shall I to-morrow be at marry you, [To PHEBE] if ever I marry woman, and the height of heart-heaviness, by how much I shall I'll be married to-morrow:-I will satisfy you, [To think my brother happy in having what he wishes for. ORLANDO] if ever I satisfied man, and you shall be Ros. Why then, to-morrow I cannot serve your turn married to-morrow :--I will content you, [To SILVIUS] for Rosalind? if what pleases you contents you, and you shall be married to-morrow.-As you [To ORLANDO] love RoRos. I will weary you, then, no longer with idle talk-salind, meet;-as you [To SILVIUS] love Phebe, meet; ing. Know of me, then, (for now I speak to some pur- and as I love no woman, I'll meet.—So, fare you well ; pose) that I know you are a gentleman of good con- I have left you commands. ceit. 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 Believe then, if yourself good, and not to grace me. you please, that I can do strange things. I have, since I was three years old, conversed with a magician, most profound in his 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.

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

Nor I.

Nor I. [Exeunt.

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.2

Touch. Here come 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.

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 only the prologues to a bad voice?

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

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

1 observance in f. e. Malone also suggested the change. 2 To be married.

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.

This carol they began that hour,

With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,

How that our life was but a flower,

In spring time, &c.

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 time, &c.

Touch. Truly, young gentlemen, though there was no great matter in the ditty, yet the note was very untimeable1.

1 Page. You are deceived, sir: we kept time; we lost not our time.

Touch. By my troth, yes; I count it but time lost to hear such a foolish song. God be wi' you; and God mend your voices.—Come, Audrey. [Exeunt.

SCENE IV.-Another Part of the Forest. Enter DUKE Senior, AMIENS, JAQUES, ORLANDO, OLIVER, and CELIA.

Duke S. Dost thou believe, Orlando, that the boy Can do all this that he hath promised?

Orl. I sometimes do believe, and sometimes do not, As those that fear to2 hope, and know they fear.

Enter ROSALIND, SILVIUS, and PHEBE.

Ros. Patience, once more, whiles our compact is heard3

[To the DUKE.] You say, if I bring in your Rosalind, You will bestow her on Orlando here?

very strange beasts, which in all tongues are called fools.

Touch. Salutation and greeting to you all.

Jaq. Good my lord, bid him welcome. This is the motley-minded gentleman, that I have so often met in the forest he hath been a courtier, he swears.

Touch. If any man doubt that, let him put me to my purgation. I have trod a measure; I have flattered a lady; I have been politic with my friend, smooth with mine enemy; I have undone three tailors; I have had four quarrels, and like to have fought one.

Jaq. And how was that ta'en up?

Touch. 'Faith, we met, and found the quarrel was upon the seventh cause.

Jaq. How the seventh cause ?-Good my lord, like this fellow.

Duke S. I like him very well.

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

Duke S. By my faith, he is very swift and sententious.

Touch. According to the fool's bolt, sir, and such dulcet diseases.

Jaq. But, for the seventh cause; how did you find the quarrel on the seventh cause?

Touch. Upon a lie 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 called the "retort courteous." If I sent him word again, it was not well cut, he would send me word, he cut it to please himRos. [To PHEBE.] You say, you'll marry me, if I self: this is called the quip modest." If again, it

Duke S. That would I, had I kingdoms to give with her. Ros. [To ORLANDO.] And you say, you will have her, when I bring her?

Orl. That would I, were I of all kingdoms king.

be willing?

Phe. That will I, should I die the hour after.

Ros. But if you do refuse to marry me,
You'll give yourself to this most faithful shepherd?
Phe. So is the bargain.

Ros. [TO SILVIUS.] You say, that you'll have Phebe,

if she will?

Sil. Though to have her and death were both one thing.

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was not well cut, he disabled my judgment: this is called the "reply churlish." If again, it was not well cut, he would answer, I spake not true: this is called the "reproof valiant." If again, it was not well cut, he would say, I lied: this is called the "countercheck quarrelsome:" and so to the "lie circumstantial,” and the "lie direct.”

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

Ros. I have promis'd to make all this matter even. Touch. I durst go no farther than the "lie circumKeep you your word, O duke! to give your daughter;-stantial," nor he durst not give me the "lie direct;'

You yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter:—
Keep you your word, Phebe, that you'll marry me;
Or else, refusing me, to wed this shepherd:
Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll marry her,
If she refuse me :-and from hence I go,
To make these doubts all even-even so*.

[Exeunt ROSALIND and CELIA.
Duke S. I do remember in this shepherd-boy
Some lively touches of my daughter's favour.
Orl. My lord, the first time that I ever saw him,
Methought he was a brother to your daughter:
But, my good lord, this boy is forest-born,
And hath been tutor'd in the rudiments
Of many desperate studies by his uncle,
Whom he reports to be a great magician,
Obscured in the circle of this forest.

Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY.
Jaq. There is, sure, another flood toward, and these
couples are coming to the ark. Here comes a pair of

and so we measured swords, and parted.

Jaq. Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the lie ?

Touch. O sir, we quarrel in print, by the book, as you have books for good manners: I will name you the degrees. The first, the retort courteous; the Second, the quip modest; the third, the reply churlish ; the fourth, the reproof valiant; the fifth, the countercheck quarrelsome; the sixth, the lie with circumstance; the seventh, the lie direct. All these you may avoid, but the lie 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 as good at any thing, and yet a fool. 1 untuneable in f. e. 2 they in f. e. 3 urg'd; in f. e, 4 These two words are not in f. e.

5 Yield.

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