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I will bid the duke to the puptial. But, o, how married to-morrow;-) will satisfy yon, ( To bitter a thing it is to look into happiness through Orlando) if ever I satisfied man, and you shall another man's eyes! By so much the more shall be married to-morrow ;-) will content you, I tomorrow be at the height of heart-heaviness, [To Silvius) if what pleases you contents you,

y how much I shall think my brother happy, and you shall be married to-morrow.-As you 'n having what he wishes for.

[ To Orlando) love Rosalind, meet ;-as you Ros. Why then, to-morrow I cannot serve To Silvius) love Phebe, meet :-And as I love your turn for Rosalind ?

no woman, l'll meet.-So, fare you well; I Orl. I can live no longer by thinking: have left you command3. Ros. I will weary you no longer then with sil. I'll not fail, if I live. idle talking. Know of me then, (for now 1 Phe.

Nor 1. speak to some purpose,) that I know you are a Orl.

Nor I. gentleman of good conceit: I speak not this,

(Eseunt that you should bear a good opinion of my knowledge, insomuch, I say, I know you are;


The same neither do I labour for a greater esteem than may in some little measure draw a belief from

Enter Touchstone and Audrey. you, to do yourself good, and not to grace me. Believe then, if you please, that I can do tomorrow will we be married.

Touch. To-morrow is the joyful day, Audrey ; strange things : I have, since I was three years Aud. I do desire it with all my heart; and I old, conversed with a magician, most profound in this art, and yet not damnable. If you do bope it is no dishonest desire, to desire to be a

woman of the world. Here comes two of the love Rosalind so near the heart as your gesture banish'd duke's pages. cries it out, when your brother marries Aliena, shall you marry her : I know into what straits

Enter two Pages. of fortune she is driven ; and it is not impos. 1 Page. Well met, honest gentleman. sible to me, if it appear not inconvenient to

Touch. By my troth, well met: Come sit, sit, you, to set her before your eyes to-morrow; and a song. human as she is, and without any danger. 2 Page. We are for you: sit i' the middle. Orl. Speakest thou in sober meanings? Ros. By my life, I do; which I tender dearly, hawking, or spitting, or saying we are hoarse ;

1 Page. Shall we clap into't roundly, without though I say I am a magician: Therefore put which are the only prologues to a bad voice ? you in your best array, bid your friends; for if | 2 Page. l' faith,'i' faith; and both in a tune, you will be married to-morrow, you shall; and like two gipsies on a horse. to Rosalind, if you

Enter Silvius and Phebe.

Look, here comes a lover of mine, and a lover

1. of hers.

It was a lover, and his lass, Phe. Youth, you have done me much ungen With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, tleness,

That o'er the green corn-field did pass, To show the letter that I writ to you.

In the spring time, the only pretty rank time, Ros. I care not, if I have: it is my study, When birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding; To seem despiteful and ungentle to you: Sweet lovers love the spring. You are there follow'd by a faithful shepherd;

11. Look upon him, love bim; he worships you. Phe. Good Shepherd, tell' this youth what 'tis Between the acres of the rye, to love.

With a hey, and a ho, and'a hey nonino,
Sil. It is to be all made of sighs and tears ;- These pretty country folks would lie,
And so am I for Phebe.

In spring time, &c.
Phe. And I for Ganymede.
Orl. And I for Rosalind.

This carol they began that hour,
Ros. And I for no woman.
Sil. It is to be all made of faith and service ;-How that a life was but a flower

With a hey, and

a ho, and a hey nonino, And so am I for Phebe.

In spring time, c.
Phe. And I for Ganymede.
Orl. And I for Rosalind.

Ros. And I for no woman.

And therefore take the present time, Sil. It is to be all made of fantasy,

With a hey, and a ho, and a hcy nonino ;
All made of passion, and all made of wishes; For love is crowned with the prime
All adoration, duty, and observance,

In spring time, c.
All humbleness, all patience, and impatience,
All purity, all trial, all obeisance ;-

Touch. Truly, young gentlemen, though there And so ain I for Phebe.

was no greater matter in the ditty, yet the note Phe. And so am I for Ganymede.

was very untunable. Orl. And so am I for Rosalind.

1 Page. You are deceiv'd, sir : we kept time, Ros. And so am I for no woman.

we lost not our time. Phe If this be so, why blame you me to love

Touch. By my troth, yes; I count it but time you ?

[ To Rosalind. lost to hear such a foolish song. God be with Sil. If this be so, why blame you me to love you: and God mend your voices! Come, Au[ To Phebe. drey.

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

SCENE IV. Another part of the Forest. Ros. Who do you speak to, why blame you me Enter Duke senior, Amiens, Jaques, Orlando, to love you?

Oliver, and Celia. Orl. To her that is not here; nor doth not hear. Ros Pray you, no more of this ; 'tis like the Duke S. Dost thou believe, Orlando, that the nowling of Irish wolves against the moon.-1 boy will help you, [To Silvius] if I can.-- would Can do all this that he hath promised ? love you, I To Phebe] if I could.-To-morrow, Orl. I sometimes do believe, and sometimes meet me all together. I will marry you, (To do not: Phebe] if ever I marry woman, and I'll be As those that fear they hope, and know they fear.




Enter Rosalind, Silvius, and Phebe.

| Touch. Upon a lie seven times removed :

Bear your body moře seeming, Audrey :-as Ros. Patience once more, whiles our compact thus, sir, I did dislike the cut of a certain cour. is urg'd :

tier's beard; he sent me word, if I said Iris You say, it I bring in your Rosalind,

beard was not cut well, he was in the mind it [To the Duke. was: This is called the Retort courteous.

11 You will bestow her on Orlando here?

sent him word again, it was not well cut, he Duke S. That would I, had 1 kingdoms to would send me word, he cut it to please him. give with her.

self: This is called the Quip modest. Jf again, Ros. And you say, you will have her, when it was not well cut, he disabled my judgment I bring her ?

( 7o Orlando. This is called the Reply churlish. If again, it Orl. That would I, were I of all kingdoms was not well cut, he would answer, 1 spake not king.

true: This is call'd the Reproof valiant. If again, Ros. You say, you'll marry me, if I be wil. it was not well cut, he would say, I lie : This ling?

[ To Phebe. is called the Countercheck quarrelsome: and so Phe. That will I, should I die the hour after. to the Lie circumstantial, and the Lie direct. Ros. But if you do refuse to marry me, Jaq. And how oft did you say, his beurd was You'll give yourself to this most faithful shep- not well cut ? herd ?

Touch. I durst go no further than the Lie cir. Phe. So is the bargain.

cumstantial, nor he durst not give me the Lie Ros. You say, that you'll have Phebe, if she direct; and so we measured swords, and parted. will?

(To silvius. Jaq. Can you nominate in order now the Sil. Though to have her and death were both degrees of the lie? one thing.

Touch. O, sir, we quarrel in print, by the Ros. I have promis'd to make all this matter book; as you have books for good manners : 1 even.

will name you the degrees. The first, the ReKeep you your word, O duke, to give your tort courteous; the second, the Quip modest ; daughter ;

the third, the 'Reply churlish; the fourth, the You yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter :- Reproof 'valiant ; the fifth, the Countercheck Keep your word, Phebe, that you'll marry me ; quarrelsome; the sixth, the Lie with circumOr else, refusing me, to wed this shepherd : stance; the seventh, the Lie direct. All these Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll marry her, you may avoid, but the lie direct; and you If she refuse me :-and from hence I go, may avoid that too, with an If. I knew when To make these doubts all even.

seven justices could not take up a quarrel; but (Eseunt Rosalind and Celia. when the parties were met themselves, one of Drike S. I do remember in this shepherd-boy them thought but of an If, as If you said so, Some lively touches of my daughter's favour. Orl. My lord, the first time that I ever saw him, swore brothers.' Your If is the only peace

then I said so; and they shook hands, and Methought he was a brother to your daughter; maker; much virtue in il But, my good lord, this boy is forest-born; And hath been tutor'd in the rudiments

Jaq. Is not this a rare fellow, my lord 7 he's

as good at any thing, and yet a fool. Of many desperate studies by his uncle,

Duke S. He uses his fólly like a stalking. Whom he reports to be a great magician, horse, and under the presentation of that, bo Obscured in the circle of this forcat.

shoots his wit. Enter Touchstone and Audrey. Jaq. There is, sure, another inod toward, and Enter Hymen, leading Rosalind in woman's these couples are coming to the ark! Here

clothes ; and Celia.
comes a pair of very strange beasta, which in
all tongues are called fools.

Still Musick.
Touch. Salutation and greeting to you all!
Jar. Good my lord, bid him welcome : This Vym. Then is there mirth in heaven,

When carthly things made even,
is the motley-minded gentleman, that I havt 80
often met in the forest : he hath been a courtier

Atone together.

Good duke, receive thy daughter, he swears.

Hymen from heaven brought her, Touch. If any man doubt that, let him put

Yea, brought her hither; me to my purgation. I have trod a measure; I have flattered a lady; I have been politick

That thou mighi'st join her hand with

his with my friend, smooth with mine enemy; 1

Whose heart within her bosom is. have undone three tailors; I have had four quarrels, and like to have fought one.

Ros. To y I give Inyself, for I am yours : Jaq. And how was that ta'en up? Touch. 'Faith, we met, and found the quarrel To you I give myself, for I am yours.

[To Dake S. was upon the seventh cause.

[To Orlando "Jah: How seventh cause ?-Good my lord, Duke S. If there betruth in sighi, you are my like this fellow. Duke $. I like him very well.

Orl. If there be truth in sight you are my Touch God'ild you, sir; I desire you of the Rosalind. like. I press in here, sir, amongst the rest of Phe. If sight and shape be the country copulatives, to swear, and to for. Why then, -my love, adieu ! swear; according as marriage binds, and blood Ros. I'll have no father, if you not be:breaks :- A poor virgin, sir, an ill-favoured

to Duke S. thing, sir, but mine own; a poor humour of I'll have no husband, if you be not h& mine, sir, to take that that no man else will:


blando Rich bonesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a poor- Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not she house ; as your pearl, in your foul oyster.

(To Pha Duke s. By my faith, he is very swift and Hym. Peace, ho! I bar confusion : sententious.

'Tis I must make conclusion Touch. According to the fool's bolt, sir, and

Of these most strange events : such dulcet diseases.

Here's eight that must take hands, Jaq. But, for the seventh cause ; how did you To join in Hymen's bands, find the quarrel on the seventh cause ?

Il truth holds true contents.

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You and you no cross shall part: Play, musick ;-and you, brides and bridegrooms

[To Orlando and Rosalind. all,
You and you are heart in heart: With measure heap'd in joy, to the measures

(To Oliver and Celia. fall.
You (To Phebe) to his love must accord, Jaq. Sir, by your patience; If I heard you
Or have a woman to your lord :-

You and you are sure together,

The duke hath put on a religious life,
[To Touchstone and Audrey. And thrown into neglect the pompous court?
As the winter to foul weather.

Jaq. de B. He hath.
Whiles a wedlock-hymn we sing,

Jaq. To him will I: out of these convertites
Feed yourselves with questioning;

There is much matter to be heard and learn'd.
That reason wonder may diminish, You to your former honour 1 bequeath:
How thus we met, and these things finish.

[To Duke s.
Your patience and your virtue well deserve it :-

You (To Orlando) to a love, that your true faith
Wedding is great Juno's crown;

doth merit:
O blessed bond of board and bed! You [To Oliver) to your land, and love, and
'Tis Hymen peoples every town;

great allies
High wedlock then be honoured: You (To Silvius] to a long and well deserved
Honour, high honour and renown,

To Hymen, god of every town! And you ( To Touchstone) to wrangling; for thy
Duke S. O my dear niece, welcome thou art

loving voyage to me;

Is but for two months victual'd:-So to your Even daughter, welcome in no less degree.

Phe. I will not eat my word, now thou art I am for other than for dancing measures.

Duke S. Stay, Jaques, stay.
Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine. Jaq. To see no pastime, I :-what you would

[ To Silvius.


I'll stay to know at your abandon'd cave. [Erit.
Enter Jaques de Bois.

Duke s. Proceed, proceed: we will begin these
Jaq. de B. Let me have audience for a word

rites, or two;

And we do trust they'll end in true delights. I am the second son of old Sir Rowland,

[A dance That bring these tidings to this fair assembly:

Duke Frederick, hearing how that every day
Men of great worth resorted to this forest, Ros. It is not the fashion to see the lady the
Address'd a mighty power! which were on foot, epilogue: but it is no more unhandsome, than to
In his own conduct, purposely to take

see the lord the prologue. If it be true, that good
His brother here, and put him to the sword: wine needs no bush, 'tis true that a good play
And to the skirts of this wild wood he came; needs no epilogue: Yet to good wine they do
Where, meeting with an old religious man, use good bushes; and good plays prove the
After some question with him, was converted better by the help of good epilogues. What a
Both from his enterprise, and from the world: case am I in then, that am neither a good epi-
His crown bequeathing to his banish'd brother, logue, nor cannot insinuate with you in the
And all their lands restor'd to them ugain behalf of a good play? I am not furnished like
That were with him exil'a : This to be true, a beggar, therefore to beg will not become me:
I do engage my life.

my way is, to runjure you; and I'll begin with Duke S.

Welcome, young man; the women. Icharge you, O women, for the Thou offer'st fairly to thy brothers' wedding : love you hear to men, to like as much of this To one, his lands withheld; and to the other, I play as piease you: and I charge you, O men, A land itself at large, a potent dukedom.

for the love you bear to women, (as I perceive, First, in this forest, let us do those ends by your simpering, none of you hate them,) That here were well begun, and well begot.

that between you and the women the play may And after, every of this happy number, please. If I were a woman, I would kiss as That have endur'd shrewd days and night many of you as had beards' that pleased me,

complexions that liked me, and breaths that 1 Shall share the good of our returned fortups, defied not: and I am sure, as many as have According to the measure of the states. good beards, or good faces, or sweet breaths, Meantime, forget this new-fall'a dignity will, for my kind offer, when I make curt'sy, nd fall into our rustick revelry.

bid me farewell.


with us,



Countess of Rousillon, Mother to Bertram. Duke of Florence.

HELENA, a Gentlewoman, protected by the BERTRAM, Count of Rousillon.

Countess. LAFEU, an old Lord.

An old Widow of Florence. PAROLLES, a follower of Bertram,

DIANA, Daughter to the Widow. Several young French Lords, that serve with VIOLENTA, Neighbours and Friends to the Bertram in the Florentine war.


Steward, Servants to the Countess of Rou-

Lords, attending on the King; Officers, Soldiers, A Page.

&c. French and Florentine. SCENE-partly in France, and partly in Tuscany.


Laf. Your commendations, madam, get from

her tears. SCENE I. Rousillon

Count. 'l'is the best brine a maiden can season A Room in the Countess's Palace. her praise in. The remembrance of her father Enter Bertram, the Countess of Rousillon,

never approaches her heart, but the tyranny of

her sorrows takes all livelihood from her cheek. Helena, and Lafeu, in mourning. No inore of this, Helena, go to, no more; lest it Count. In delivering my son from me, I bury be rather thought you affect a sorrow, than to a second husband.

have. Ber. And I, in going, madam, weep, o'er my Hel. I do affect a sorrow, indeed, but I have father's death anew : but I must attend his ma- it too. jesty's command, to whom I am now in ward, Laf. Moderate lamentation is the right of the evermore in subjection.

dead, excessive grief the enemy to the living. Laf. You shall find of the king a husband,

Count. If the living be enemy to the grief, the madam ;-you, sir, a father: He that so ge-excess makes it soon mortal. nerally is at all times good, must of necessity

Ber. Madam, I desire your holy wishes. hold his virtue to you; whose worthiness would Laf. How understand we that ? stir it up where it wanted, rather than lack it Count. Be thou blest, Bertram ! and succeed where there is sich abundance.

thy father Count. What hope is there of his majesty's In manners, as in shape! thy blood, and virtue, amendment?

Contend for empire in thee; and thy goodness Laf. He hath abandoned his physicians, ma- Share with thy birth-right I Love all, trust a dam; under whose practices he hath persecuted

few, time with hope; and finds no other advantage Do wrong to none : be able for thine enemy. in the process but only the Josing of hope by Rather in power, than use; and keep thy friend time.

Under thy own life's key : be check'd for silence, Count. This young gentlewoman had a father But never tax'd for speech. What heaven more (0, that had ! how sad a passage his!) whose will, skill was almost as great as his honesty'; had it That thee 'may furnish, and my prayers plack stretched so far, would have made natire im down, mortal, and death should have play for lack of Fall on thy head ! Farewell. --My lord, work. Would, for the king's sake, he wore 'Tis an unseason'd courtier; good my lord, living! I think it would be the death of the Advise him. king's disease.

Laf. He cannot want the best Laf. How called you the man you speak of, That shall attend his love. madam ?

Count. Heaven bless him |--Farewell, Ber. Count. He was famons, sir, in his profession, wam.

(Exit Countess. and it was his great right to be so: 'Gerard de Ber. The best wishes, that can be forged in Narbon.

your thoushis (To Helena.) be servants to you ! Laf. He was excellent, indeed, madam; the Be comfortišle to my mother, your mistress, king very lately spoke of hin, admiringly, and and make muo, of her. mourningly: he was skilful enough to have lived Laf. Farewel, pretty lady: You must hold still, if knowledge could be set up against mor- the credit of your ther. tality.

[ Leeunt Bertram and Lafeu. Ber. What is it, my good lord, the king lan- Hel. O, were that all I think not on my faguishes of ?

ther ; Laf. A fistula, my lord.

And these great lears grane his remembrance Ber. I heard not of it before.

more Laf. I would, it were not notorious.-Was Than those I shed for him. Want was he like? this gentlewoman the daughter of Gerard de I have forgot him : my imaginati Narbon.

Carries no favour in it but Bertram Count. His sole child, my lord ; and bequeath- I am indone; there is no living, none, ed to my overlooking. 'I have those hopes of her If Bertram be away. It were all one, good, that her education promises : her disposi- That I should love a bright particular star, tions she inherits, which make fair gifts fairer; And think to wed it, he is so above me: for where an unclean mind carries virtuous quali- In his bright radiance and collateral light ties, there commendations go with pity, they are Must I be comforted, not in his sphere. virtues and traitors too; in her they are the better The ambition in my love thus plagues itself: for their simpleness; she derives her honesty, and The hind, that would be mated by the lion, achieves her goodness.

Must die for love. 'Twas pretty, though a plague

To see him every hour; to sit and draw A guide, a goddess, and a sovereign,
His arched brows, his hawking eye, his curls, A counsellor, a traitress, and a dear;
In our heart's table; heart, too capable His humble ambition, proud humility,
Of every line and trick of his sweet favour: His jarring.concord, and his discord dalcet,
But now he's gone, and my idolatrous fancy His faith, his sweet disaster: with a world
Must sanctify his relicks. "Who comes here? Of pretty, fond, adoptious christendoms,

That blinking Cupid gossips. Now shall he-
Enter Parolles.

I know not what he shall :-God send him One that goes with him: I love him for his sake; well! And yet I know him a notorious liar,

The court's a learning-place;-and he is one Think him a great way fool, solely a coward ;

Par. What one, i' faith? Yet these fix'd evils sit so fit in him,

Hel. That I wish well.-—'Tis pityThat they take place, when virtue's steely bones Par. What's pity ? Look bleak in the cold wind: withal full oft we see Hel. That wishing well had not a body in't, Cold wisdom waiting on superfluous folly. Which might be felt : that we, the poorer born Par. Save you, fair queen.

Whose baser stars do shut us up in wishes, Hel. And you, monarch.

Might with effects of them follow our friends, Par. No.

And show what we alone must think; whích Hel. And no.

never Par. Are you meditating on virginity ? Returns us thanks.

Hel.Ay. You have some stain of soldier in you: let me ask yo a question: Man is enemy

Enter a Page. to virginity ; how may we barricado it against Page. Monsieur Parolles, my lord calls for him?


[Erit Page. Par. Keep him out.

Par. Little Helen, farewell : if I can rememHel. But he assails; and our virginity, though ber thee, I will think of thee at court, valiant in the defence, yet is weak: unfold to Hel. Monsieur Parolles, you were born under us some warlike resistance.

a charitable star. Par. There is none; man, sitting down before Par. Under Mars, I. you, will undermine you, and blow you up. Hel. I especially think, under Mars. Hel. Bless our poor virginity from under Par. Why under Mars? miners, and blowers up!- Is there no military Hel. The wars have so kept you under, that policy, how virgins might blow up men ?

you must needs be born under Mary. Par. Virginity, being blown down, man will Par. When he was predominant. quicklier le blown up: marry, in blowing him Hel. When he was retrograde, I think, rather. down again, with the breach yourselves made, Par. Why think you so'? you lose your city. It is not politick in the com Hel. You go so much backward, when you monwealth of nature, to preserve virginity. Loss fight. of virginity is rational increase; and there was Par. That's for advantage. never virgin got, till virginity was first lost. Hel. So is running away, when fear proposes That, you were made of, is metal to make vir- the safety ; But the composition, that your va. gins. Virginity, by being once lost, may be ten lour and fear makes in yon, is a virtue of a good times found: by being ever kept, it is ever lost : wing, and I like the wear well. 'tis too cold a companion; away with it. Par. I am so full of business, I cannot anHel. I will stand for't a little, though there- swer thee acately : I will return perfect courfore I die a virgin.

tier ; in the which, my instruction shall serve Par. There's little can be said in't; 'tis against to naturalize thce, so thou wilt be capable of a the rule of nature. To speak on the part of vir- courtier's counsel, and understand what advice ginity, is to accuse your mothers; which is most shall thrust upon thee ; else thou diest in thine infallible disobedience. He that hangs himself vothankfulness, and thine ignorance makes thee is a virgin : virginity murders itself; and should away : farewell. When thou hast leisure, say be buried in highwaye, out of all sanctified limit, thy prayers; when thou hast none, remember as a desperate offendress against nature. Virgi- th friends: get thee a good husband, and use nity breeds mites, much like a cheese ; consumes aim as he uses thee: so farewell. [Erit. itself to the very paring, and so dies with feed Hel. Cur remedies oft in ourselves do lie, ing his own stomach. Besides, virginity is pee. Which we ascribe to heaven: the fated sky vish, proud, idle, made of self-love, which is the Gives us free scope ; only, doth backward pull most inhibited sin in the canon. Keep it not: Our slow designs, when we ourselves are dull. you cannot choose but lose by't : Ov: with?t; Whut power is it'which mounts my love so high; within ten years it will make itself

en, which That makes me see, and cannot feed mine eye? is a goodly increase, and the princpal itself not The mightiest space in fortune nature brings

To join like likes, and kiss like native things. Hel. How might one do, sir, to lose it to her Impossible be strange attempts, to those own liking ?

That weigh their pains in sense; and do suppose, Par. Let me see: Marry, ill, to like him that Whathath been cannot be: Who ever strove ne'er it likes. T'is a wmmodity

will lose the To show her merit, that did miss her love ? gloss with

lying; the unger kept, the less worth: The king's disease-my project may deceive me, with't, while'uir vendible : answer the time But my intents are fix’d, and will not leave

me of request. Virgity, like an old courtier, wears

[Erit. her cap out fashion ; richly suited, but unsuitable ; jur. like the brooch and toothpick, SCENE II. Paris. A Room in the King's which wer not now: Your date is better in

Palace. your pip«nd your porridge, than in your cheek: And Cur virginity, your old virginity, is like Flourish of Cornets. Enter the King of France, one our French wither'd pears; it looks ill,

with Letters ; Lords and others attending. itats dryly; marry, 'tis a 'wither'd pear; it King. The Florentine and Senoys are by the Jas formerly better; marry, yet, 'tis a wither'd ears; pear: Will you any thing with it ?

Have fought with equal fortune, and continue Hel. Not my virginity yet. -

A braving war. There shall your master have a thousand loves,) i Lord. So 'tis reported, sir. A mother, and a mistress, and a friend, King. Nay, 'tis most credible; we here ro A phanix, captain, and an enemy,

ceive it

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