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$ CE NE III. | [I'll do the service of a younger man
In all your business and necessities. Eappears
| Orill. Oh, good old man! how well in thes Enter Orlando and Adam.
The constant service of the antique world, Orla. Who's there?
[tle master, 5 When service sweat for duty, not for need! Adam. What! my young master!-Oh, my gen. Thou art not for the fashion of these tinies, Oh, my sweet master, O you inemory!
Where none will sweat but for promotion ; Of old'sir Rowland! why, what makes you here! And having that, do chuak their service up Why are you virtuous ? Why do people love vou: Even with the having *: it is not so with thee. And wherefore are you gentie, strong, and valiant: 10 But, poor old man, tbou prun’si a rotten tige, Why would you be so fond to overcome
That cannot so much as a blo som vieli, The bony priser of the humourous duke?
In lieu of all thy pains and husbandry: Your praise is come too swiftly home before you. But come thy ways, we'll go along together; Know you not, master, to some kind of men, I And ere we have thy youthful wages spent, Their graces serve them but as enemies? 15 We'll light upon some settled low content. No more do yours; your virtues, gentle niaster, | Adum. Master, go on; and I will follow thee, Are sanctified and holy traitors to you.
To the last gasp, with truth and loyalty.-Oh, what a world is this, when what is comely | \From seventeen years till now alniost tourscore Envenoms him that bears it!
Here lived I, but now live here no more. Orla. Why, what's the matter?
20! At seventeen years many their fortunes seek; Adam. O unhappy youth,
But at fourscore, it is too late a week: Come not within these doors; within this roof Yet fortune cannot recompense me better, The enemy of all your graces lives :
Thanto die well, andnot my master's debtor.[Ere, Your brother-(10, no brother; yet the sonYet not the son ;-I will not call him soi 25
S C. EN E IV. Of him I was about to call his father)
The Forest of Arden. Hath heard your praises; and this night he means
Enter Rosalind in beweclothes
Enter Rosalind in boy's clouths jor Ganimed; Ce: To burn the lodgings where you used to lie,
lia drest like a shepherdüss for Azena; and And you within it: if he fail of that,
Touchstone the Clown. He will have other means to cut you off:
Rns. O Jupiter! how weary are my spirits !. I overheard him, and his practices. This is no place?, this house is but a butchery;
| Clo. I care not for my spirits, it my legs were Abhor it, fear it, do not enter it.
not weary. Orlu. Why, whither, Adam, wouldst thou have
bu havel | Ros. I could find in my heart to di: grace my
Tazman's apparel, and cry like a woman: but I nuit ne go?
1351 Adam. No matter whither, so you come not here. comfort the weaker vessel, as doublet and hose Orla, What, wouldst thou have me go and beg|
Theol fought to shew itself courageous to perticoat; . my food?
Jtherefore, courage, good Aliena. Or, with a base and boisterous sword, enforce
| Cel. I pray you, bear with me; I can go no A tbievish living on the common road? "
149 further. This I must do, or know not what to do ;
| Clo. For my part, I had rather bear with you, Yet this I will not do, do how I can;
Juhau bear you: yet I should bear no cross , if I I rather will subject me to the malice
lid bear you; for I think you have no money in Ofa diverted 'blood, and bloody brother.
your purse. - 1dum. But do not so: I have five bundred crowns.145Ros. Well, this is the forest of Arden. *The thrifty hire I sav'd under your father,
1 Clo. Ay, now am I in Arden: the more fool I; Which I did store, to be my foster-nurse,
when I vies at home, I was in a better place: but When service should in my old limbs lie lame,
travellers mu t be content. And unregardled age in corners thrown;
| Ros. Ay, beso, good Touchstone:- Look you, Take that: and he that doth the ravens feed,
150who copies bere; a young man, and an old, in Yea, providently caters for the sparrow,
solemn talk. Be countort to my age! Here is the gold ;
Enter Corän and Silvius. All this I give you: let me be your servant :
Cor. That is the way to make her scorp you still. Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty : Sil. O Corin, that thouknewesthow I do love her! For in my youth I never did apply
155) Cor. I partly guess; for I have lov'd ere now. Motard rebellious liquors in my blood;
Sil. No, Corin, being old, thou canst not guess; Nor did not with unbas'ful forehead woo
Though in thy youth thou wast as true a lover, The means of weakness and debility;
As ever sigh'd upon a midnight pillow: Therefore my age is as a lusty winter,
| But if thy love were ever like to mine, Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you; 1601(As sure I think did never man love so)
1 Memory is here put for memorial. ? Place bere means a mansion or residence. That is, blood turned out of the course of nature. . Haring here neans possession. 'A cross was a piece of money stamped with a cross.
How many actions most ridiculous
| By reason of his absence, there is nothing Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy? . that you will feed on; but what is, come see,
Cor. Into a thousand that I have forgotten. And in my voice most welcome shall you be.
Sil. O, thou didst then ne'er love so heartily: Ros. What is he, that shall buy his flock and If thou remember'st not the slightest tolly
pasture? That ever love did make thee run into,
Cor. That young swain, that you saw here but Thou hast not lov'd :
erewhile, Or if thou hast not sat as I do now,
That little cares for buyiirg any thing. Wearying thy hearer in thy mistress' praise, | Ros. I pray thee, if it stand with honesty, Thou hast not lov’d:
110 Buy thou the cottage, pasture, and tile flock, Or if thou hast not broke from company,
And thou shalt have to pay for it of us. Abruptly, as my passion now makes me,
| Cel. And wewill mendihy wages: i like this place, Thou hast not lov'd:40 Phebe, Phebe, Phebe! | And willingly could waste my time in it.
[Erit Silvius. | Cor. Assuredly, the thing is to be soid: Ros. Alas,poor shepherd! searching of thy wound, 15 Go with me; if you like, upon report, I lave by hard adventure found mine own.
The soil, the protit, and this kind of life, Clə. And I inine: I remember, when I was in I will your very faithtul feeder be, love, I broke my sword upon a stone, and bidhim And buy it with your gold right suddenly.[Exeunt. take that for coming o'nights to Jane Smile: and I remember the kissing of her battlet', and the 201
SCENE V. cow's dugs that her pretty chopp'd hands had
Enter Amiens, Jaques, and others. milk d: and I remember the wooing of a peascoch
SONG. instead of her; and from whom I took two cods, 1
Ami. Under the greenwood tree, and, giving her them again, said with weeping
Who loves to lie with me, tears, Wear these for my sake. We, that are true25]
And tune his mirry note lovers, run into strange capers; but as all is mortal
Unto the sweet bird's throut, in nature, so is all nature in love mortal'in folly.
Come hither,come hither, come hither; Ros. Thou speak'st wiser, than thou art’ware of. Clo. Nay, I shall ne'er be aware of mine own
Here shall he see
No enemy, wit, till I break my shins against it.
301 Ros. Jove! Jove! this shepherd's passion is much
But winter und rough weather. upon my fashion.
Jag. More, more, I pr’ythee, more.. Clo. And mine; but it grows something stale Ami. It will make you melancholy, monsieur with me.
Paques. Cel. I pray you, one of you question yon man, 35 Jaq. I thank it. More, I pr’ythee, more. I can If he for gold will give us any food;
suck melancholy out of a song, as a weas su kis I faint almost to death.
eggs: More, I prythee, in Ore. Clo. Holla; you, clown!
| Ami. My voice is rugged; I know I cannot please Ros. Peace, !ool; he's not thy kinsman, you. Cor. Who calls ?
40" Juq. I do not desire you to please me, I do der Clo. Your betters, sir.
sire you to sing: Come, more; another stanza; Cor. Else they are very wretched.
Call you 'em stanzas Ros. Peace, I say :--Good even to you, friend.
Ami. What you will, monsieur Jaques. Cor. And to you, gentle sir, and to you all.
Jug. Nay, I care not for their names; they owe Ros. I prythee, shepherd, if that love, or gold, 45 me nothing: Will you sing? . [self. Can in this desert place buy entertainment,
Ami. More at your reque-t than to please myBring us where we may rest ourselves, and teed: U Jugt. Well, then, if ever I thank any man, I'll Here's a young maid with travel muchoppress'di, thank you : but that they call compliment, is like And faints for succour.
the encounter of two dog-apes; and when a wan Cor. Fair sir, I pity her,
50 thanks me heartily, methinks, I have given him a And wish for her sake, more than for mine own, penny, and he renders me the beggarly thanks. My fortunes were more able to relieve her: Come, sing; and you that will not, hold your But I am shepherd to another man,
tongues. And do not sheer the fleeces that I graze;
Ami. Well, I'il end the song. -Srs, cover the My master is of churlish disposition,
155/while; the duke will drink under mis treene And little recks to find the way to heaven
hath been ali this day to look you. By doing deeds of hospitality:
| Jag. And I have been all this day to avoid Besides, his cote, his flocks, and bounds of feed him. He is too disputable for my company: I Are now on sale; and at our sheep-cote now, I think of as many matters as be; but I give heaven
'An instrument with which washer-women beat their coarse clothes. ? Peascods is a term still in use in Staffordshire for peus as they are brought to market. That is, abundant 'n foliy. In some counties, mortal, from mort, a great quantity, is still used as a particle of ampliucation as mortal tall, mortal little.
thanks, thanks, and make no boast of them. Come warble, I
Enter Jaques. come.
1 Lord. He saves my labour by his own approach, so N G
Dukic Sen. Why, how now, monsieur! what a Who doth ambition shun, [All together here.
life is this, And loves to live ¿ the sun,
15 That your poor friends must woo your company? Secking the food he eats,
What! you look merrily. And pleas'd with what he gets,
| Jag. A fool, a fool! I met a fool i' the forest, Come hither, conte hither, come hither;
A motley *fool,--a miserable varlet!
As I do live by food, I met a fool ;
110 Who laid him down, and bask'd him in the sun, But winter und rough weather.
And rail'd on lady Fortune in good terms, Jag. I'll give you a verse to this note, that ] In good set ternis,-and yet a motley fool. [he, made yesterday in despight of my invention. | “Good-morrow, fuel," quoth I: “No, sir,” quoth ami. And I'll sing it.
“Call menot fool, till heaven hath sent me fortune:” Jug. Thus it goes:
115 And then he drew a dial from his poke; If it do come to pass,
And looking on it with lack-lustre eye, That any man turn ass,
Says, very wisely, “ It is ten a-clock: Leaving his wealth and ease,
“ Thus may we see,” quoth he, “ how the world d stubborn will to please,
« 'Tis but an hour ago, since it was nine; (wags: Duc ad me, duc ad me, duc ad me';
20" And after one hour more, 'twill be eleven ; Here shall he see
“ And so, from hour to hour, we ripe, and ripe, Gross fools as he,
f“ And then, from hour to hour, we rot, and rot, An if he will come to me.
" And thereby hangs a tale.” When I did hear Ami. What's that duc ad me?
The motley fool thus moral on the time, Jaq. 'Tis a Greek invocation, to call fools into 25 My lungs began to crow like chanticleer, a circle. I'll go sleep if I can; if I cannot, I'll That fools should be so deep-contemplative; rail against all i he first-born of Egypt?
| And I did laugh, sans intermission, Ami. And I'll go seek the duke; his banquet is An hour by his dial.--O noble foul ! prepar'd.
[Ereunt severally. A wortby fool! Motley's the only wear. SCENE VI.
301 Duke Sen. What fool is this? [courtier; Enter Orlando and Adum.
Jag. O worthy fool!-One that hath been a Adam. Dear master, I can go no further: 0,1 And says, if ladies be but young, and fair, die for food! Here lie I down, and measure out! They have the gift to know it: and in his brain,my grave. Farewell, kind master.
Which is as dry as the remainder bisket Orla. Why, how now, Adam! no greater heart 35 After a vovage, he hath strange places cramm'd in thee? Live a little ; comfort a little; cheer thy- With observation, the which he vents self a little: If this uncouth forest yield any thing In mangled forms:--0, that I were a fool! savage, I will either be food for it, or bring it for I am ambitious for a motley coat. food to thee. Thy conceit is nearer death than thy! | Duke Sen. Thou shalt bave one. powers. For my sake be comfortable; hold death 40 Jag. It is my only suit'; a while at the arin's end: I will be here with thee Provided, that you weed your better judgments presently; and if I bring thee not something to Of all opinion that grows rank in them, cat, I'll give thee leave to die: but if thou diest! That I am wise. I must have liberty before I come, thou art a mocker of my labour. Withal, as large a charter as the wind, Well said! thou look’st cheerlv: and 'll be with 45 To blow on whom I please; for so fools have : thee quickly. Yet thou liest in the bleak air :/ And they that are most galled with my folly, (so? Come, I will bear thee to some shelter; and thou They most must laugh: And why, sir, must they shalt not die for lack of a dinner, if there live any! The rohy is plain as way to parish-church: thing in this desert. Cheerly,good Adam![Exeuni. He, that a fool doth very wisely bit, SCENE VII.
50 Doth very foolishly, although he smart,
Not to seem senseless of the bob: it not,
The wise man's folly is anatomiz'd
Duke Sur. I think he is transform'd into a beast; Invest me in my inotley; give me leave
155]To speak my mind, and I will through and through I Lord. My lord, he is but even now gone Cleanse the foul body of the infected world, Here was he merry, hearing of a song. [bence;} If they will patiently receive my medicine. [do,
Duke Sen. If he, compact of jars', grow musical, Dukisen. Fieon thee! I can tell what thou wouli'st We shall have shortly discord in the spheres:- 1 Jag. What, for a counter, would I do but good? Go, seek him; tell him, I would speak with him. 60 DukeSen. Most mischievous foulsin, inchiding sin:
? That is, bring him to me ; alluding to the burthen of Amiens' song: Come hither, come hither, come hither. A proverbial expression for high-born persons. 3i. e, made up of discords. i. e. a parti-coloured fool, alluding to his coat. i. e, petition,
For For thou thyself hast been a libertine,.
And therefore sit you down in gentleness, As sensual as the brutish sting itself;
And take upon command? what help we have And all the embossed sores, and headed evils, That to your wanting inay be ministred.' That thou with licence of free foot hast caught, Orla. Then but forbear your food a little while, Wouldst thou disgorge into the general world. 15 /Whiles, like a doe, I go to find my fawn, .. Jaq. Why, who cries out on pride,
And give it food. There is an old poor man, That can therein tax any private party?
Who after me hath many a weary step Doth it not flow as hugely as the sea,
Limp'd in pure love; 'till be be first suffic'd, 'Till that the very means do ebb?
Oppress' l with two weak evils, age, and hunger, What woman in the city do I name,
101 will not touch a bit. When that I say, The city-woman bears
Duke Sen. Go find him out,
Orla. I thank ye: and be bless'd for your good When such a one as she, such is her neighbour ? |
[Erit. Or what is he of basest function,
Duke Sen. Thou seest, we are not all alone unThat says, his bravery is not on my cost,
This wide and universal theatre happy: (Thinking that I mean him) but therein suits Presents more woful pageants than the scene His folly to the metal of my speech: [wherein Wherein we play in. There then; How then? What then? Let me see | Jag. All the world's a stage, My tongue hath wrong'd him: if it do him right, 20 And all the men and women merely players : Then he hath wrong'd himself; if he be free, I They have their exits, and their entrances; Why then, my taxing like a wild goose flies, And one man in his time plays many parts, Unclaim'd of any man.-But who comes here? His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Enter Orlando, with his sword drawn. Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms : Orla. Forbear, and eat no more.
25 And then, the whining school-boy with his satchel, Jag. Why, I have eat none yet.
And shining-morning face, creeping like snail Orla. Nor shalt not, 'till necessity be serv'd. Unwillingly to school: And then the lover; Jaq. Of what kind should this cock come of? Sighing like furnace, with a woful ballad
Duke Sen. Art thou thus bolden'd, man, by thy Madu to his mistress' eyebrow: Then, a soldier: Or else a rude despiser of good manners, [distress; 30 Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard, That in civility thou seem'st so empty? [point Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel, Orla. You touch'd my vein at first, the thorny Seeking the bubble reputation
[tice; Of bare distress hath ta'en froni me the shew Even in the cannon's mouth : And then, the jusOf smooth civility: yet am I inland bred, In fair round belly, with good capon lin'd, And know some nurture': But forbear, I say; 35 With eyes severe, and beard of formal cut, He dies, that touches any of this fruit,
Full of wise saws and inodern' instances, Till I and my affairs are answered.
And so he plays his part: The sixth age shifts Jag. An you will not
Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon; . Be answered with reason, I must die.
With spectacles on nose, and pouch on side; Duke Sen. What would you have? Your gen-40 His youthful hose, well sav'd, a world too wide tleness shall force,
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice; More than your force move us to gentleness. Turning again towards childish treble, pipes
Orla. I almost die for food, and let me have it. And whistles in his sound: Last scene of all, Duke Sen. Sit down and feed, and welcome to That ends this strange eventful history, our table.
[you ; 45 Is second childishness, and mere oblivion; Orla. Speak you so gently? Pardon me, I pray
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans every thing. I thought, that all things had been savage here;
Re-enter Orlando, with Adam. And therefore put I on the countenance
Duke Sen. Welcome: Set down your venerable Of stern commandment: But whate'er you are, And let him feed.
[burden, That in this desert inaccessible,
1501 Orla. I thank you most for him. Under the shade of melancholy boughs,
Adam. So had you need, Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time; I scarce can speak to thank you for myself. [you If ever you have look'd on better days;
Duke Sen. Welcome, fall to: I will not trouble If ever been where bells have knolld to church; As yet, to question you about your fortunes :If ever sat at any good man's feast;
55 Give us some musick; and, good cousin, sing. If ever from your eye-lids wip'd a tear,
Amiens sings. And know what 'tis to pity, and be pitied;
S O N G. Let gentleness my strong enforcement be:
Blow, blow, thou winter wind, In the which hope, I blush, and hide my sword.
Thou art not so unkind DukeSen. True is it, that we have seen better days;/60
As man's ingratitude; And have with holy bell been knolld to church;
Thy tooth is not so keen, And sat at good men's feasts; and wip'd our eyes
Because thou art not seen, Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd:
Although thy breath be rude. "Nurture means education. i. e. at your own command. ?i. e. trite, common instances, according to Mr. Stevens.
Heigh ho! sing, heigh ho! unto the green hollyal | Duke Sen. If that you were the good sir RowAlost jriendship is feigning, most locing mere fol
land's son,Then, heigh ho, the holly!
[ly. As you have whispered faithfully, you were;
And as mine eye doth his etligies witness
5 Most truly limn'd and living in your face,-
Be truly welcome hither: I am the duke, (tune, As benefits forgot:
That lov'd your father: The residue of your forThough thou the waters warp',
Go to my cave and tell me.-Good old man,
Thou art right welcome, as thy master is:
110Support him by the arm.-Give me your hand, Heigh ho! sing, &c.
And letme all your fortunes understand.(Ereunt.
B C E N E I.
120 Run, run, Orlando, carve on every tree
The fair, the chaste, and unexpressive * she.
[Erit, Enter Duke, Lords, und Oliver.
Enter Corin and Clown.
| Cor. And how like you this shepherd's life, Duke. NOT see him since? Sir, sir, that 25 master Touchstone? cannot be:
| Co. Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is But were I not the better part made mercy, a good life; but in respect that it is a shepherd's I should not seek an absent argument
Illife, it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I Of my revenge, thou present: But look to it: I like it very well; but in respect that it is private, Find out thy brother, wheresoe'er he is ; 30 it is a very vile life. Now in respect it is in the Seek bim wih candle: bring him dead or living, Stields, it pleaseth me well; but in respect it is not Within this twelvemonth, or turn thou no more lin the court, it is tedious. As it is a spare life, To seek a living in our territory.
I look you, it fits my humour well; but as there is Thy lands, and all things that thou dost call thine, no more plenty in it, it goes much against my stoWorth seizure, do we seize into our hands; 35 mach. Hast any philosophy in thee, shepherd:
Till thou canst quit thee by thy brother's mouth, 1 Cor. No more, but that I know, the more one Of what we think against thee.
sickens, the worse at ease he is; and that he that Oli. Oh, that your highness knew my heart in wants money, means, and content, is without three this:
good friends: That the property of rain is to wet, I never lov'd my brother in my life.
40 and fire to burn:- That good pasture makes fat Duke. More villain thou. Well, push him sheep: and that a great cause of the night, is the out of doors;
lack of the sun: That he, that hath learned no wit And let my officers of such a nature
by nature nor art, may complain of good breedMake an extent upon his house and lands:
ling, or comes of a very dull kindred. Do this expediently', and turn him going. 145 Clo. Such a one is a natural philosopher. Wast
[Ereunt. lever in court, shepherd ? SC EN E II.
| Cor. No, truly,
Clo, Then thou art damn'd.
Cor. Nay, I hope,
50 Clo. Truly, thou art damn'd; like an ill-roastOrla. Hang there, my verse, in witness of my led egg, all on one side. love:
(vey Cor. For not being at court? Your reason. And thou, thrice-crowned queen of night, sur Clo. Why, if thou never wast at court, thou With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above, never saw'st good manners: if thou never saw'st
Thy huntress name, that my full life doth sway.155 good manners, then thy manners must be wickO Rosalind! these trees shall be my books, 1 led; and wickedness is sin, and sin is damnation:
And in their barks my thoughts I'll character; Thou art in a parlous' state, shepherd. That every eye, which in this forest looks,
Cor. Not a whit, Touchstone: those, that are Shall see thy virtue witness'd every where. I good manners at the court, are as ridiculous in the
Ti, e. turn or change them from their natural state. 2 To make an extent of lands, is a legal phrase, from the words of a writ (extendi facias) whereby the sheriff is directed to cause certain lands to be appraised to their full extended value, before he delivers them to the person entitled under a recognizance, &c. : i. e. expeditiously. Inexpressible. 5 Perilous.