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- AS YOU LIKE IT
-
-
- DRAMATIS PERSONAE
-
-
-DUKE SENIOR living in banishment.
-
-DUKE FREDERICK his brother, an usurper of his dominions.
-
-
-AMIENS |
- | lords attending on the banished duke.
-JAQUES |
-
-
-LE BEAU a courtier attending upon Frederick.
-
-CHARLES wrestler to Frederick.
-
-
-OLIVER |
- |
-JAQUES (JAQUES DE BOYS:) | sons of Sir Rowland de Boys.
- |
-ORLANDO |
-
-
-ADAM |
- | servants to Oliver.
-DENNIS |
-
-
-TOUCHSTONE a clown.
-
-SIR OLIVER MARTEXT a vicar.
-
-
-CORIN |
- | shepherds.
-SILVIUS |
-
-
-WILLIAM a country fellow in love with Audrey.
-
- A person representing HYMEN. (HYMEN:)
-
-ROSALIND daughter to the banished duke.
-
-CELIA daughter to Frederick.
-
-PHEBE a shepherdess.
-
-AUDREY a country wench.
-
- Lords, pages, and attendants, &c.
- (Forester:)
- (A Lord:)
- (First Lord:)
- (Second Lord:)
- (First Page:)
- (Second Page:)
-
-
-SCENE Oliver's house; Duke Frederick's court; and the
- Forest of Arden.
-
-
-
-
- AS YOU LIKE IT
-
-
-ACT I
-
-
-
-SCENE I Orchard of Oliver's house.
-
-
- [Enter ORLANDO and ADAM]
-
-ORLANDO As I remember, Adam, it was upon this fashion
- bequeathed me by will but poor a thousand crowns,
- and, as thou sayest, charged my brother, on 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 so
- plentifully gives me, the something that nature gave
- me his countenance 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 lies, 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 endure it, though yet I
- know no wise remedy how to avoid it.
-
-ADAM Yonder comes my master, your brother.
-
-ORLANDO Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt hear how he will
- shake me up.
-
- [Enter OLIVER]
-
-OLIVER Now, sir! what make you here?
-
-ORLANDO Nothing: I am not taught to make any thing.
-
-OLIVER What mar you then, sir?
-
-ORLANDO Marry, sir, I am helping you to mar that which God
- made, a poor unworthy brother of yours, with idleness.
-
-OLIVER Marry, sir, be better employed, and be naught awhile.
-
-ORLANDO Shall I keep your hogs and eat husks with them?
- What prodigal portion have I spent, that I should
- come to such penury?
-
-OLIVER Know you where your are, sir?
-
-ORLANDO O, sir, very well; here in your orchard.
-
-OLIVER Know you before whom, sir?
-
-ORLANDO Ay, better than him I am before knows me. I know
- you are my eldest brother; and, in the gentle
- condition of blood, you should so know me. The
- courtesy of nations allows you my better, in that
- you are the first-born; but the same tradition
- takes not away my blood, were there twenty brothers
- betwixt us: I have as much of my father in me as
- you; albeit, I confess, your coming before me is
- nearer to his reverence.
-
-OLIVER What, boy!
-
-ORLANDO Come, come, elder brother, you are too young in this.
-
-OLIVER Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain?
-
-ORLANDO I am no villain; I am the youngest 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 pulled out thy
- tongue for saying so: thou hast railed on thyself.
-
-ADAM Sweet masters, be patient: for your father's
- remembrance, be at accord.
-
-OLIVER Let me go, I say.
-
-ORLANDO I will not, till I please: you shall hear me. My
- father charged you in his will to give me good
- education: you have trained me like a peasant,
- obscuring and hiding from me 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
- testament; with that I will go buy my fortunes.
-
-OLIVER 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 some part of your will: I
- pray you, leave me.
-
-ORLANDO I will no further offend you than becomes me for my good.
-
-OLIVER 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 master!
- he would not have spoke such a word.
-
- [Exeunt ORLANDO and ADAM]
-
-OLIVER Is it even so? begin you to grow upon me? I will
- physic your rankness, and yet give no thousand
- crowns neither. Holla, Dennis!
-
- [Enter DENNIS]
-
-DENNIS Calls your worship?
-
-OLIVER Was not Charles, the duke's wrestler, here to speak with me?
-
-DENNIS So please you, he is here at the door and importunes
- access to you.
-
-OLIVER Call him in.
-
- [Exit DENNIS]
-
- 'Twill be a good way; and to-morrow the wrestling is.
-
- [Enter CHARLES]
-
-CHARLES Good morrow to your worship.
-
-OLIVER Good Monsieur Charles, what's the new news at the
- new court?
-
-CHARLES There's no news at the court, sir, but the old news:
- that is, the old duke is banished 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 new duke;
- therefore he gives them good leave to wander.
-
-OLIVER Can you tell if Rosalind, the duke's daughter, be
- banished with her father?
-
-CHARLES O, no; for the duke's daughter, her cousin, so loves
- her, being ever from their cradles bred together,
- that she would have followed her exile, or have died
- to stay behind her. She is at the court, and no
- less beloved of her uncle than his own daughter; and
- never two ladies loved as they do.
-
-OLIVER Where will the old duke live?
-
-CHARLES They say he is already in the forest of Arden, and
- a many merry men with him; and there they live like
- the old Robin Hood of England: they say many young
- gentlemen flock to him every day, and fleet the time
- carelessly, as they did in the golden world.
-
-OLIVER What, you wrestle to-morrow before the new duke?
-
-CHARLES Marry, do I, sir; and I came to acquaint you with a
- matter. I am given, sir, secretly to understand
- that your younger brother Orlando hath a disposition
- to come in disguised against me to try a fall.
- To-morrow, sir, I wrestle for my credit; and he that
- escapes me without some broken limb shall acquit him
- well. Your brother is but young and tender; and,
- for your love, I would be loath to foil him, as I
- must, for my own honour, if he come in: therefore,
- out of my love to you, I came hither to acquaint you
- withal, that either you might stay him from his
- intendment or brook such disgrace well as he shall
- run into, in that it is a thing of his own search
- and altogether against my will.
-
-OLIVER Charles, I thank thee for thy love to me, which
- thou shalt find I will most kindly requite. I had
- myself notice of my brother's purpose herein and
- have by underhand means laboured to dissuade him from
- it, but he is resolute. I'll tell thee, Charles:
- it is the stubbornest young fellow of France, full
- of ambition, an envious emulator of every man's
- good parts, a secret and villanous contriver against
- me his natural brother: therefore use thy
- discretion; I had as lief thou didst break his neck
- as his finger. And thou wert best look to't; for if
- thou dost him any slight disgrace or if he do not
- mightily grace himself on thee, he will practise
- against thee by poison, entrap thee by some
- treacherous device and never leave thee till he
- hath ta'en thy life by some indirect means or other;
- for, I assure thee, and almost with tears I speak
- it, there is not one so young and so villanous this
- day living. I speak but brotherly of him; but
- should I anatomize him to thee as he is, I must
- blush and weep and thou must look pale and wonder.
-
-CHARLES I am heartily glad I came hither to you. If he come
- to-morrow, I'll give him his payment: if ever he go
- alone again, I'll never wrestle for prize more: and
- so God keep your worship!
-
-OLIVER Farewell, good Charles.
-
- [Exit CHARLES]
-
- Now will I stir this gamester: I hope I shall see
- an end of him; for my soul, yet I know not why,
- hates nothing more than he. Yet he's gentle, never
- schooled and yet learned, full of noble device, of
- all sorts enchantingly beloved, and indeed so much
- in the heart of the world, and especially of my own
- people, who best know him, that I am altogether
- misprised: but it shall not be so long; this
- wrestler shall clear all: nothing remains but that
- I kindle the boy thither; which now I'll go about.
-
- [Exit]
-
-
-
-
- AS YOU LIKE IT
-
-
-ACT I
-
-
-
-SCENE II Lawn before the Duke's palace.
-
-
- [Enter CELIA and ROSALIND]
-
-CELIA I pray thee, Rosalind, sweet my coz, be merry.
-
-ROSALIND Dear Celia, I show more mirth than I am mistress of;
- and would you yet I were merrier? Unless you could
- teach me to forget a banished father, you must not
- learn me how to remember any extraordinary pleasure.
-
-CELIA Herein I see thou lovest me not with the full weight
- that I love thee. If my uncle, thy banished father,
- had banished thy uncle, the duke my father, so thou
- hadst been still with me, I could have taught my
- love to take thy father for mine: so wouldst thou,
- if the truth of thy love to me were so righteously
- tempered as mine is to thee.
-
-ROSALIND Well, I will forget the condition of my estate, to
- rejoice in yours.
-
-CELIA You know my father hath no child but I, nor none is
- like to have: and, truly, when he dies, thou shalt
- be his heir, for what he hath taken away from thy
- father perforce, I will render thee again in
- affection; by mine honour, I will; and when I break
- that oath, let me turn monster: therefore, my
- sweet Rose, my dear Rose, be merry.
-
-ROSALIND From henceforth I will, coz, and devise sports. Let
- me see; what think you of falling in love?
-
-CELIA Marry, I prithee, do, to make sport withal: but
- love no man in good earnest; nor no further in sport
- neither than with safety of a pure blush thou mayst
- in honour come off again.
-
-ROSALIND What shall be our sport, then?
-
-CELIA Let us sit and mock the good housewife Fortune from
- her wheel, that her gifts may henceforth be bestowed equally.
-
-ROSALIND I would we could do so, for her benefits are
- mightily misplaced, and the bountiful blind woman
- doth most mistake in her gifts to women.
-
-CELIA 'Tis true; for those that she makes fair she scarce
- makes honest, and those that she makes honest she
- makes very ill-favouredly.
-
-ROSALIND Nay, now thou goest from Fortune's office to
- Nature's: Fortune reigns in gifts of the world,
- not in the lineaments of Nature.
-
- [Enter TOUCHSTONE]
-
-CELIA No? when Nature hath made a fair creature, may she
- not by Fortune fall into the fire? Though Nature
- hath given us wit to flout at Fortune, hath not
- Fortune sent in this fool to cut off the argument?
-
-ROSALIND Indeed, there is Fortune too hard for Nature, when
- Fortune makes Nature's natural the cutter-off of
- Nature's wit.
-
-CELIA Peradventure this is not Fortune's work neither, but
- Nature's; who perceiveth our natural wits too dull
- to reason of such goddesses and hath sent this
- natural for our whetstone; for always the dulness of
- the fool is the whetstone of the wits. How now,
- wit! whither wander you?
-
-TOUCHSTONE Mistress, you must come away to your father.
-
-CELIA Were you made the messenger?
-
-TOUCHSTONE No, by mine honour, but I was bid to come for you.
-
-ROSALIND Where learned you that oath, fool?
-
-TOUCHSTONE Of a certain knight that swore by his honour they
- were good pancakes and swore by his honour the
- mustard was naught: now I'll stand to it, the
- pancakes were naught and the mustard was good, and
- yet was not the knight forsworn.
-
-CELIA How prove you that, in the great heap of your
- knowledge?
-
-ROSALIND Ay, marry, now unmuzzle your wisdom.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Stand you both forth now: stroke your chins, and
- swear by your beards that I am a knave.
-
-CELIA By our beards, if we had them, thou art.
-
-TOUCHSTONE By my knavery, if I had it, then I were; but if you
- swear by that that is not, you are not forsworn: no
- more was this knight swearing by his honour, for he
- never had any; or if he had, he had sworn it away
- before ever he saw those pancakes or that mustard.
-
-CELIA Prithee, who is't that thou meanest?
-
-TOUCHSTONE One that old Frederick, your father, loves.
-
-CELIA My father's love is enough to honour him: enough!
- speak no more of him; you'll be whipped for taxation
- one of these days.
-
-TOUCHSTONE The more pity, that fools may not speak wisely what
- wise men do foolishly.
-
-CELIA By my troth, thou sayest true; for since the little
- wit that fools have was silenced, the little foolery
- that wise men have makes a great show. Here comes
- Monsieur Le Beau.
-
-ROSALIND With his mouth full of news.
-
-CELIA Which he will put on us, as pigeons feed their young.
-
-ROSALIND Then shall we be news-crammed.
-
-CELIA All the better; we shall be the more marketable.
-
- [Enter LE BEAU]
-
- Bon jour, Monsieur Le Beau: what's the news?
-
-LE BEAU Fair princess, you have lost much good sport.
-
-CELIA Sport! of what colour?
-
-LE BEAU What colour, madam! how shall I answer you?
-
-ROSALIND As wit and fortune will.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Or as the Destinies decree.
-
-CELIA Well said: that was laid on with a trowel.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Nay, if I keep not my rank,--
-
-ROSALIND Thou losest thy old smell.
-
-LE BEAU You amaze me, ladies: I would have told you of good
- wrestling, which you have lost the sight of.
-
-ROSALIND You tell us the manner of the wrestling.
-
-LE BEAU I will tell you the beginning; and, if it please
- your ladyships, you may see the end; for the best is
- yet to do; and here, where you are, they are coming
- to perform it.
-
-CELIA Well, the beginning, that is dead and buried.
-
-LE BEAU There comes an old man and his three sons,--
-
-CELIA I could match this beginning with an old tale.
-
-LE BEAU Three proper young men, of excellent growth and presence.
-
-ROSALIND With bills on their necks, 'Be it known unto all men
- by these presents.'
-
-LE BEAU The eldest of the three wrestled with Charles, the
- duke's wrestler; which Charles in a moment threw him
- and broke three of his ribs, that there is little
- hope of life in him: so he served the second, and
- so the third. Yonder they lie; the poor old man,
- their father, making such pitiful dole over them
- that all the beholders take his part with weeping.
-
-ROSALIND Alas!
-
-TOUCHSTONE But what is the sport, monsieur, that the ladies
- have lost?
-
-LE BEAU Why, this that I speak of.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Thus men may grow wiser every day: it is the first
- time that ever I heard breaking of ribs was sport
- for ladies.
-
-CELIA Or I, I promise thee.
-
-ROSALIND But is there any else longs to see this broken music
- in his sides? is there yet another dotes upon
- rib-breaking? Shall we see this wrestling, cousin?
-
-LE BEAU You must, if you stay here; for here is the place
- appointed for the wrestling, and they are ready to
- perform it.
-
-CELIA Yonder, sure, they are coming: let us now stay and see it.
-
- [Flourish. Enter DUKE FREDERICK, Lords, ORLANDO,
- CHARLES, and Attendants]
-
-DUKE FREDERICK Come on: since the youth will not be entreated, his
- own peril on his forwardness.
-
-ROSALIND Is yonder the man?
-
-LE BEAU Even he, madam.
-
-CELIA Alas, he is too young! yet he looks successfully.
-
-DUKE FREDERICK How now, daughter and cousin! are you crept hither
- to see the wrestling?
-
-ROSALIND Ay, my liege, so please you give us leave.
-
-DUKE FREDERICK You will take little delight in it, I can tell you;
- there is such odds in the man. In pity of the
- challenger's youth I would fain dissuade him, but he
- will not be entreated. Speak to him, ladies; see if
- you can move him.
-
-CELIA Call him hither, good Monsieur Le Beau.
-
-DUKE FREDERICK Do so: I'll not be by.
-
-LE BEAU Monsieur the challenger, the princesses call for you.
-
-ORLANDO I attend them with all respect and duty.
-
-ROSALIND Young man, have you challenged Charles the wrestler?
-
-ORLANDO No, fair princess; he is the general challenger: I
- come but in, as others do, to try with him the
- strength of my youth.
-
-CELIA Young gentleman, your spirits are too bold for your
- years. You have seen cruel proof of this man's
- strength: if you saw yourself with your eyes or
- knew yourself with your judgment, the fear of your
- adventure would counsel you to a more equal
- enterprise. We pray you, for your own sake, to
- embrace your own safety and give over this attempt.
-
-ROSALIND Do, young sir; your reputation shall not therefore
- be misprised: we will make it our suit to the duke
- that the wrestling might not go forward.
-
-ORLANDO I beseech you, punish me not with your hard
- thoughts; wherein I confess me much guilty, to deny
- so fair and excellent ladies any thing. But let
- your fair eyes and gentle wishes go with me to my
- trial: wherein if I be foiled, there is but one
- shamed that was never gracious; if killed, but one
- dead that was willing to be so: I shall do my
- friends no wrong, for I have none to lament me, the
- world no injury, for in it I have nothing; only in
- the world I fill up a place, which may be better
- supplied when I have made it empty.
-
-ROSALIND The little strength that I have, I would it were with you.
-
-CELIA And mine, to eke out hers.
-
-ROSALIND Fare you well: pray heaven I be deceived in you!
-
-CELIA Your heart's desires be with you!
-
-CHARLES Come, where is this young gallant that is so
- desirous to lie with his mother earth?
-
-ORLANDO Ready, sir; but his will hath in it a more modest working.
-
-DUKE FREDERICK You shall try but one fall.
-
-CHARLES No, I warrant your grace, you shall not entreat him
- to a second, that have so mightily persuaded him
- from a first.
-
-ORLANDO An you mean to mock me after, you should not have
- mocked me before: but come your ways.
-
-ROSALIND Now Hercules be thy speed, young man!
-
-CELIA I would I were invisible, to catch the strong
- fellow by the leg.
-
- [They wrestle]
-
-ROSALIND O excellent young man!
-
-CELIA If I had a thunderbolt in mine eye, I can tell who
- should down.
-
- [Shout. CHARLES is thrown]
-
-DUKE FREDERICK No more, no more.
-
-ORLANDO Yes, I beseech your grace: I am not yet well breathed.
-
-DUKE FREDERICK How dost thou, Charles?
-
-LE BEAU He cannot speak, my lord.
-
-DUKE FREDERICK Bear him away. What is thy name, young man?
-
-ORLANDO Orlando, my liege; the youngest son of Sir Rowland de Boys.
-
-DUKE FREDERICK I would thou hadst been son to some man else:
- The world esteem'd thy father honourable,
- But I did find him still mine enemy:
- Thou shouldst have better pleased me with this deed,
- Hadst thou descended from another house.
- But fare thee well; thou art a gallant youth:
- I would thou hadst told me of another father.
-
- [Exeunt DUKE FREDERICK, train, and LE BEAU]
-
-CELIA Were I my father, coz, would I do this?
-
-ORLANDO I am more proud to be Sir Rowland's son,
- His youngest son; and would not change that calling,
- To be adopted heir to Frederick.
-
-ROSALIND My father loved Sir Rowland as his soul,
- And all the world was of my father's mind:
- Had I before known this young man his son,
- I should have given him tears unto entreaties,
- Ere he should thus have ventured.
-
-CELIA Gentle cousin,
- Let us go thank him and encourage him:
- My father's rough and envious disposition
- Sticks me at heart. Sir, you have well deserved:
- If you do keep your promises in love
- But justly, as you have exceeded all promise,
- Your mistress shall be happy.
-
-ROSALIND Gentleman,
-
- [Giving him a chain from her neck]
-
- Wear this for me, one out of suits with fortune,
- That could give more, but that her hand lacks means.
- Shall we go, coz?
-
-CELIA Ay. Fare you well, fair gentleman.
-
-ORLANDO Can I not say, I thank you? My better parts
- Are all thrown down, and that which here stands up
- Is but a quintain, a mere lifeless block.
-
-ROSALIND He calls us back: my pride fell with my fortunes;
- I'll ask him what he would. Did you call, sir?
- Sir, you have wrestled well and overthrown
- More than your enemies.
-
-CELIA Will you go, coz?
-
-ROSALIND Have with you. Fare you well.
-
- [Exeunt ROSALIND and CELIA]
-
-ORLANDO What passion hangs these weights upon my tongue?
- I cannot speak to her, yet she urged conference.
- O poor Orlando, thou art overthrown!
- Or Charles or something weaker masters thee.
-
- [Re-enter LE BEAU]
-
-LE BEAU Good sir, I do in friendship counsel you
- To leave this place. Albeit you have deserved
- High commendation, true applause and love,
- Yet such is now the duke's condition
- That he misconstrues all that you have done.
- The duke is humorous; what he is indeed,
- More suits you to conceive than I to speak of.
-
-ORLANDO I thank you, sir: and, pray you, tell me this:
- Which of the two was daughter of the duke
- That here was at the wrestling?
-
-LE BEAU Neither his daughter, if we judge by manners;
- But yet indeed the lesser is his daughter
- The other is daughter to the banish'd duke,
- And here detain'd by her usurping uncle,
- To keep his daughter company; whose loves
- Are dearer than the natural bond of sisters.
- But I can tell you that of late this duke
- Hath ta'en displeasure 'gainst his gentle niece,
- Grounded upon no other argument
- But that the people praise her for her virtues
- And pity her for her good father's sake;
- And, on my life, his malice 'gainst the lady
- Will suddenly break forth. Sir, fare you well:
- Hereafter, in a better world than this,
- I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.
-
-ORLANDO I rest much bounden to you: fare you well.
-
- [Exit LE BEAU]
-
- Thus must I from the smoke into the smother;
- From tyrant duke unto a tyrant brother:
- But heavenly Rosalind!
-
- [Exit]
-
-
-
-
- AS YOU LIKE IT
-
-
-ACT I
-
-
-
-SCENE III A room in the palace.
-
-
- [Enter CELIA and ROSALIND]
-
-CELIA Why, cousin! why, Rosalind! Cupid have mercy! not a word?
-
-ROSALIND Not one to throw at a dog.
-
-CELIA No, thy words are too precious to be cast away upon
- curs; throw some of them at me; come, lame me with reasons.
-
-ROSALIND Then there were two cousins laid up; when the one
- should be lamed with reasons and the other mad
- without any.
-
-CELIA But is all this for your father?
-
-ROSALIND No, some of it is for my child's father. O, how
- full of briers is this working-day world!
-
-CELIA They are but burs, cousin, thrown upon thee in
- holiday foolery: if we walk not in the trodden
- paths our very petticoats will catch them.
-
-ROSALIND I could shake them off my coat: these burs are in my heart.
-
-CELIA Hem them away.
-
-ROSALIND I would try, if I could cry 'hem' and have him.
-
-CELIA Come, come, wrestle with thy affections.
-
-ROSALIND O, they take the part of a better wrestler than myself!
-
-CELIA O, a good wish upon you! you will try in time, in
- despite of a fall. But, turning these jests out of
- service, let us talk in good earnest: is it
- possible, on such a sudden, you should fall into so
- strong a liking with old Sir Rowland's youngest son?
-
-ROSALIND The duke my father loved his father dearly.
-
-CELIA Doth it therefore ensue that you should love his son
- dearly? By this kind of chase, I should hate him,
- for my father hated his father dearly; yet I hate
- not Orlando.
-
-ROSALIND No, faith, hate him not, for my sake.
-
-CELIA Why should I not? doth he not deserve well?
-
-ROSALIND Let me love him for that, and do you love him
- because I do. Look, here comes the duke.
-
-CELIA With his eyes full of anger.
-
- [Enter DUKE FREDERICK, with Lords]
-
-DUKE FREDERICK Mistress, dispatch you with your safest haste
- And get you from our court.
-
-ROSALIND Me, uncle?
-
-DUKE FREDERICK You, cousin
- Within these ten days if that thou be'st found
- So near our public court as twenty miles,
- Thou diest for it.
-
-ROSALIND I do beseech your grace,
- Let me the knowledge of my fault bear with me:
- If with myself I hold intelligence
- Or have acquaintance with mine own desires,
- If that I do not dream or be not frantic,--
- As I do trust I am not--then, dear uncle,
- Never so much as in a thought unborn
- Did I offend your highness.
-
-DUKE FREDERICK Thus do all traitors:
- If their purgation did consist in words,
- They are as innocent as grace itself:
- Let it suffice thee that I trust thee not.
-
-ROSALIND Yet your mistrust cannot make me a traitor:
- Tell me whereon the likelihood depends.
-
-DUKE FREDERICK Thou art thy father's daughter; there's enough.
-
-ROSALIND So was I when your highness took his dukedom;
- So was I when your highness banish'd him:
- Treason is not inherited, my lord;
- Or, if we did derive it from our friends,
- What's that to me? my father was no traitor:
- Then, good my liege, mistake me not so much
- To think my poverty is treacherous.
-
-CELIA Dear sovereign, hear me speak.
-
-DUKE FREDERICK Ay, Celia; we stay'd her for your sake,
- Else had she with her father ranged along.
-
-CELIA I did not then entreat to have her stay;
- It was your pleasure and your own remorse:
- I was too young that time to value her;
- But now I know her: if she be a traitor,
- Why so am I; we still have slept together,
- Rose at an instant, learn'd, play'd, eat together,
- And wheresoever we went, like Juno's swans,
- Still we went coupled and inseparable.
-
-DUKE FREDERICK She is too subtle for thee; and her smoothness,
- Her very silence and her patience
- Speak to the people, and they pity her.
- Thou art a fool: she robs thee of thy name;
- And thou wilt show more bright and seem more virtuous
- When she is gone. Then open not thy lips:
- Firm and irrevocable is my doom
- Which I have pass'd upon her; she is banish'd.
-
-CELIA Pronounce that sentence then on me, my liege:
- I cannot live out of her company.
-
-DUKE FREDERICK You are a fool. You, niece, provide yourself:
- If you outstay the time, upon mine honour,
- And in the greatness of my word, you die.
-
- [Exeunt DUKE FREDERICK and Lords]
-
-CELIA O my poor Rosalind, whither wilt thou go?
- Wilt thou change fathers? I will give thee mine.
- I charge thee, be not thou more grieved than I am.
-
-ROSALIND I have more cause.
-
-CELIA Thou hast not, cousin;
- Prithee be cheerful: know'st thou not, the duke
- Hath banish'd me, his daughter?
-
-ROSALIND That he hath not.
-
-CELIA No, hath not? Rosalind lacks then the love
- Which teacheth thee that thou and I am one:
- Shall we be sunder'd? shall we part, sweet girl?
- No: let my father seek another heir.
- Therefore devise with me how we may fly,
- Whither to go and what to bear with us;
- And do not seek to take your change upon you,
- To bear your griefs yourself and leave me out;
- For, by this heaven, now at our sorrows pale,
- Say what thou canst, I'll go along with thee.
-
-ROSALIND Why, whither shall we go?
-
-CELIA To seek my uncle in the forest of Arden.
-
-ROSALIND Alas, what danger will it be to us,
- Maids as we are, to travel forth so far!
- Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.
-
-CELIA I'll put myself in poor and mean attire
- And with a kind of umber smirch my face;
- The like do you: so shall we pass along
- And never stir assailants.
-
-ROSALIND Were it not better,
- Because that I am more than common tall,
- That I did suit me all points like a man?
- A gallant curtle-axe upon my thigh,
- A boar-spear in my hand; and--in my heart
- Lie there what hidden woman's fear there will--
- We'll have a swashing and a martial outside,
- As many other mannish cowards have
- That do outface it with their semblances.
-
-CELIA What shall I call thee when thou art a man?
-
-ROSALIND I'll have no worse a name than Jove's own page;
- And therefore look you call me Ganymede.
- But what will you be call'd?
-
-CELIA Something that hath a reference to my state
- No longer Celia, but Aliena.
-
-ROSALIND But, cousin, what if we assay'd to steal
- The clownish fool out of your father's court?
- Would he not be a comfort to our travel?
-
-CELIA He'll go along o'er the wide world with me;
- Leave me alone to woo him. Let's away,
- And get our jewels and our wealth together,
- Devise the fittest time and safest way
- To hide us from pursuit that will be made
- After my flight. Now go we in content
- To liberty and not to banishment.
-
- [Exeunt]
-
-
-
-
- AS YOU LIKE IT
-
-
-ACT II
-
-
-
-SCENE I The Forest of Arden.
-
-
- [Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, and two or three Lords,
- like foresters]
-
-DUKE SENIOR Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile,
- Hath not old custom made this life more sweet
- Than that of painted pomp? Are not these woods
- More free from peril than the envious court?
- Here feel we but the penalty of Adam,
- The seasons' difference, as the icy fang
- And churlish chiding of the winter's wind,
- Which, when it bites and blows upon my body,
- Even till I shrink with cold, I smile and say
- 'This is no flattery: these are counsellors
- That feelingly persuade me what I am.'
- Sweet are the uses of adversity,
- Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
- Wears yet a precious jewel in his head;
- And this our life exempt from public haunt
- Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks,
- Sermons in stones and good in every thing.
- I would not change it.
-
-AMIENS Happy is your grace,
- That can translate the stubbornness of fortune
- Into so quiet and so sweet a style.
-
-DUKE SENIOR Come, shall we go and kill us venison?
- And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools,
- Being native burghers of this desert city,
- Should in their own confines with forked heads
- Have their round haunches gored.
-
-First Lord Indeed, my lord,
- The melancholy Jaques grieves at that,
- And, in that kind, swears you do more usurp
- Than doth your brother that hath banish'd you.
- To-day my Lord of Amiens and myself
- Did steal behind him as he lay along
- Under an oak whose antique root peeps out
- Upon the brook that brawls along this wood:
- To the which place a poor sequester'd stag,
- That from the hunter's aim had ta'en a hurt,
- Did come to languish, and indeed, my lord,
- The wretched animal heaved forth such groans
- That their discharge did stretch his leathern coat
- Almost to bursting, and the big round tears
- Coursed one another down his innocent nose
- In piteous chase; and thus the hairy fool
- Much marked of the melancholy Jaques,
- Stood on the extremest verge of the swift brook,
- Augmenting it with tears.
-
-DUKE SENIOR But what said Jaques?
- Did he not moralize this spectacle?
-
-First Lord O, yes, into a thousand similes.
- First, for his weeping into the needless stream;
- 'Poor deer,' quoth he, 'thou makest a testament
- As worldlings do, giving thy sum of more
- To that which had too much:' then, being there alone,
- Left and abandon'd of his velvet friends,
- ''Tis right:' quoth he; 'thus misery doth part
- The flux of company:' anon a careless herd,
- Full of the pasture, jumps along by him
- And never stays to greet him; 'Ay' quoth Jaques,
- 'Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens;
- 'Tis just the fashion: wherefore do you look
- Upon that poor and broken bankrupt there?'
- Thus most invectively he pierceth through
- The body of the country, city, court,
- Yea, and of this our life, swearing that we
- Are mere usurpers, tyrants and what's worse,
- To fright the animals and to kill them up
- In their assign'd and native dwelling-place.
-
-DUKE SENIOR And did you leave him in this contemplation?
-
-Second Lord We did, my lord, weeping and commenting
- Upon the sobbing deer.
-
-DUKE SENIOR Show me the place:
- I love to cope him in these sullen fits,
- For then he's full of matter.
-
-First Lord I'll bring you to him straight.
-
- [Exeunt]
-
-
-
-
- AS YOU LIKE IT
-
-
-ACT II
-
-
-
-SCENE II A room in the palace.
-
-
- [Enter DUKE FREDERICK, with Lords]
-
-DUKE FREDERICK Can it be possible that no man saw them?
- It cannot be: some villains of my court
- Are of consent and sufferance in this.
-
-First Lord I cannot hear of any that did see her.
- The ladies, her attendants of her chamber,
- Saw her abed, and in the morning early
- They found the bed untreasured of their mistress.
-
-Second Lord My lord, the roynish clown, at whom so oft
- Your grace was wont to laugh, is also missing.
- Hisperia, the princess' gentlewoman,
- Confesses that she secretly o'erheard
- Your daughter and her cousin much commend
- The parts and graces of the wrestler
- That did but lately foil the sinewy Charles;
- And she believes, wherever they are gone,
- That youth is surely in their company.
-
-DUKE FREDERICK Send to his brother; fetch that gallant hither;
- If he be absent, bring his brother to me;
- I'll make him find him: do this suddenly,
- And let not search and inquisition quail
- To bring again these foolish runaways.
-
- [Exeunt]
-
-
-
-
- AS YOU LIKE IT
-
-
-ACT II
-
-
-
-SCENE III Before OLIVER'S house.
-
-
- [Enter ORLANDO and ADAM, meeting]
-
-ORLANDO Who's there?
-
-ADAM What, my young master? O, my gentle master!
- O my sweet master! O you memory
- Of old Sir Rowland! why, what make you here?
- Why are you virtuous? why do people love you?
- And wherefore are you gentle, strong and valiant?
- Why would you be so fond to overcome
- The bonny priser of the humorous duke?
- Your praise is come too swiftly home before you.
- Know you not, master, to some kind of men
- Their graces serve them but as enemies?
- No more do yours: your virtues, gentle master,
- Are sanctified and holy traitors to you.
- O, what a world is this, when what is comely
- Envenoms him that bears it!
-
-ORLANDO Why, what's the matter?
-
-ADAM O unhappy youth!
- Come not within these doors; within this roof
- The enemy of all your graces lives:
- Your brother--no, no brother; yet the son--
- Yet not the son, I will not call him son
- Of him I was about to call his father--
- Hath heard your praises, and this night he means
- To burn the lodging where you use to lie
- And you within it: if he fail of that,
- He will have other means to cut you off.
- I overheard him and his practises.
- This is no place; this house is but a butchery:
- Abhor it, fear it, do not enter it.
-
-ORLANDO Why, whither, Adam, wouldst thou have me go?
-
-ADAM No matter whither, so you come not here.
-
-ORLANDO What, wouldst thou have me go and beg my food?
- Or with a base and boisterous sword enforce
- A thievish living on the common road?
- This I must do, or know not what to do:
- Yet this I will not do, do how I can;
- I rather will subject me to the malice
- Of a diverted blood and bloody brother.
-
-ADAM But do not so. I have five hundred crowns,
- The thrifty hire I saved under your father,
- Which I did store to be my foster-nurse
- When service should in my old limbs lie lame
- And unregarded age in corners thrown:
- Take that, and He that doth the ravens feed,
- Yea, providently caters for the sparrow,
- Be comfort to my age! Here is the gold;
- And all this I give you. Let me be your servant:
- Though I look old, yet I am strong and lusty;
- For in my youth I never did apply
- Hot and rebellious liquors in my blood,
- Nor did not with unbashful forehead woo
- The means of weakness and debility;
- Therefore my age is as a lusty winter,
- Frosty, but kindly: let me go with you;
- I'll do the service of a younger man
- In all your business and necessities.
-
-ORLANDO O good old man, how well in thee appears
- The constant service of the antique world,
- When service sweat for duty, not for meed!
- Thou art not for the fashion of these times,
- Where none will sweat but for promotion,
- And having that, do choke their service up
- Even with the having: it is not so with thee.
- But, poor old man, thou prunest a rotten tree,
- That cannot so much as a blossom yield
- In lieu of all thy pains and husbandry
- But come thy ways; well go along together,
- And ere we have thy youthful wages spent,
- We'll light upon some settled low content.
-
-ADAM Master, go on, and I will follow thee,
- To the last gasp, with truth and loyalty.
- From seventeen years till now almost fourscore
- Here lived I, but now live here no more.
- At seventeen years many their fortunes seek;
- But at fourscore it is too late a week:
- Yet fortune cannot recompense me better
- Than to die well and not my master's debtor.
-
- [Exeunt]
-
-
-
-
- AS YOU LIKE IT
-
-
-ACT II
-
-
-
-SCENE IV The Forest of Arden.
-
-
- [Enter ROSALIND for Ganymede, CELIA for Aliena,
- and TOUCHSTONE]
-
-ROSALIND O Jupiter, how weary are my spirits!
-
-TOUCHSTONE I care not for my spirits, if my legs were not weary.
-
-ROSALIND I could find in my heart to disgrace my man's
- apparel and to cry like a woman; but I must comfort
- the weaker vessel, as doublet and hose ought to show
- itself courageous to petticoat: therefore courage,
- good Aliena!
-
-CELIA I pray you, bear with me; I cannot go no further.
-
-TOUCHSTONE For my part, I had rather bear with you than bear
- you; yet I should bear no cross if I did bear you,
- for I think you have no money in your purse.
-
-ROSALIND Well, this is the forest of Arden.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Ay, now am I in Arden; the more fool I; when I was
- at home, I was in a better place: but travellers
- must be content.
-
-ROSALIND Ay, be so, good Touchstone.
-
- [Enter CORIN and SILVIUS]
-
- Look you, who comes here; a young man and an old in
- solemn talk.
-
-CORIN That is the way to make her scorn you still.
-
-SILVIUS O Corin, that thou knew'st how I do love her!
-
-CORIN I partly guess; for I have loved ere now.
-
-SILVIUS No, Corin, being old, thou canst not guess,
- Though in thy youth thou wast as true a lover
- As ever sigh'd upon a midnight pillow:
- But if thy love were ever like to mine--
- As sure I think did never man love so--
- How many actions most ridiculous
- Hast thou been drawn to by thy fantasy?
-
-CORIN Into a thousand that I have forgotten.
-
-SILVIUS O, thou didst then ne'er love so heartily!
- If thou remember'st not the slightest folly
- That ever love did make thee run into,
- Thou hast not loved:
- Or if thou hast not sat as I do now,
- Wearying thy hearer in thy mistress' praise,
- Thou hast not loved:
- Or if thou hast not broke from company
- Abruptly, as my passion now makes me,
- Thou hast not loved.
- O Phebe, Phebe, Phebe!
-
- [Exit]
-
-ROSALIND Alas, poor shepherd! searching of thy wound,
- I have by hard adventure found mine own.
-
-TOUCHSTONE And I mine. I remember, when I was in love I broke
- my sword upon a stone and bid him take that for
- coming a-night to Jane Smile; and I remember the
- kissing of her batlet and the cow's dugs that her
- pretty chopt hands had milked; and I remember the
- wooing of a peascod instead of her, from whom I took
- two cods and, giving her them again, said with
- weeping tears 'Wear these for my sake.' We that are
- true lovers run into strange capers; but as all is
- mortal in nature, so is all nature in love mortal in folly.
-
-ROSALIND Thou speakest wiser than thou art ware of.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Nay, I shall ne'er be ware of mine own wit till I
- break my shins against it.
-
-ROSALIND Jove, Jove! this shepherd's passion
- Is much upon my fashion.
-
-TOUCHSTONE And mine; but it grows something stale with me.
-
-CELIA I pray you, one of you question yond man
- If he for gold will give us any food:
- I faint almost to death.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Holla, you clown!
-
-ROSALIND Peace, fool: he's not thy kinsman.
-
-CORIN Who calls?
-
-TOUCHSTONE Your betters, sir.
-
-CORIN Else are they very wretched.
-
-ROSALIND Peace, I say. Good even to you, friend.
-
-CORIN And to you, gentle sir, and to you all.
-
-ROSALIND I prithee, shepherd, if that love or gold
- Can in this desert place buy entertainment,
- Bring us where we may rest ourselves and feed:
- Here's a young maid with travel much oppress'd
- And faints for succor.
-
-CORIN Fair sir, I pity her
- And wish, for her sake more than for mine own,
- My fortunes were more able to relieve her;
- But I am shepherd to another man
- And do not shear the fleeces that I graze:
- My master is of churlish disposition
- And little recks to find the way to heaven
- By doing deeds of hospitality:
- Besides, his cote, his flocks and bounds of feed
- Are now on sale, and at our sheepcote now,
- By reason of his absence, there is nothing
- That you will feed on; but what is, come see.
- And in my voice most welcome shall you be.
-
-ROSALIND What is he that shall buy his flock and pasture?
-
-CORIN That young swain that you saw here but erewhile,
- That little cares for buying any thing.
-
-ROSALIND I pray thee, if it stand with honesty,
- Buy thou the cottage, pasture and the flock,
- And thou shalt have to pay for it of us.
-
-CELIA And we will mend thy wages. I like this place.
- And willingly could waste my time in it.
-
-CORIN Assuredly the thing is to be sold:
- Go with me: if you like upon report
- The soil, the profit and this kind of life,
- I will your very faithful feeder be
- And buy it with your gold right suddenly.
-
- [Exeunt]
-
-
-
-
- AS YOU LIKE IT
-
-
-ACT II
-
-
-
-SCENE V The Forest.
-
-
- [Enter AMIENS, JAQUES, and others]
-
- SONG.
-AMIENS Under the greenwood tree
- Who loves to lie with me,
- And turn his merry note
- Unto the sweet bird's throat,
- Come hither, come hither, come hither:
- Here shall he see No enemy
- But winter and rough weather.
-
-JAQUES More, more, I prithee, more.
-
-AMIENS It will make you melancholy, Monsieur Jaques.
-
-JAQUES I thank it. More, I prithee, more. I can suck
- melancholy out of a song, as a weasel sucks eggs.
- More, I prithee, more.
-
-AMIENS My voice is ragged: I know I cannot please you.
-
-JAQUES I do not desire you to please me; I do desire you to
- sing. Come, more; another stanzo: call you 'em stanzos?
-
-AMIENS What you will, Monsieur Jaques.
-
-JAQUES Nay, I care not for their names; they owe me
- nothing. Will you sing?
-
-AMIENS More at your request than to please myself.
-
-JAQUES Well then, if ever I thank any man, I'll thank you;
- but that they call compliment is like the encounter
- of two dog-apes, and when a man thanks me heartily,
- methinks I have given him a penny and he renders me
- the beggarly thanks. Come, sing; and you that will
- not, hold your tongues.
-
-AMIENS Well, I'll end the song. Sirs, cover the while; the
- duke will drink under this tree. He hath been all
- this day to look you.
-
-JAQUES And I have been all this day to avoid him. He is
- too disputable for my company: I think of as many
- matters as he, but I give heaven thanks and make no
- boast of them. Come, warble, come.
-
- SONG.
- Who doth ambition shun
-
- [All together here]
-
- And loves to live i' the sun,
- Seeking the food he eats
- And pleased with what he gets,
- Come hither, come hither, come hither:
- Here shall he see No enemy
- But winter and rough weather.
-
-JAQUES I'll give you a verse to this note that I made
- yesterday in despite of my invention.
-
-AMIENS And I'll sing it.
-
-JAQUES Thus it goes:--
-
- If it do come to pass
- That any man turn ass,
- Leaving his wealth and ease,
- A stubborn will to please,
- Ducdame, ducdame, ducdame:
- Here shall he see
- Gross fools as he,
- An if he will come to me.
-
-AMIENS What's that 'ducdame'?
-
-JAQUES 'Tis a Greek invocation, to call fools into a
- circle. I'll go sleep, if I can; if I cannot, I'll
- rail against all the first-born of Egypt.
-
-AMIENS And I'll go seek the duke: his banquet is prepared.
-
- [Exeunt severally]
-
-
-
-
- AS YOU LIKE IT
-
-
-ACT II
-
-
-
-SCENE VI The forest.
-
-
- [Enter ORLANDO and ADAM]
-
-ADAM Dear master, I can go no further. O, I die for food!
- Here lie I down, and measure out my grave. Farewell,
- kind master.
-
-ORLANDO Why, how now, Adam! no greater heart in thee? Live
- a little; comfort a little; cheer thyself a little.
- If this uncouth forest yield any thing savage, I
- will either be food for it or bring it for food to
- thee. Thy conceit is nearer death than thy powers.
- For my sake be comfortable; hold death awhile at
- the arm's end: I will here be with thee presently;
- and if I bring thee not something to eat, I will
- give thee leave to die: but if thou diest before I
- come, thou art a mocker of my labour. Well said!
- thou lookest cheerly, and I'll be with thee quickly.
- Yet thou liest in the bleak air: come, I will bear
- thee to some shelter; and thou shalt not die for
- lack of a dinner, if there live any thing in this
- desert. Cheerly, good Adam!
-
- [Exeunt]
-
-
-
-
- AS YOU LIKE IT
-
-
-ACT II
-
-
-
-SCENE VII The forest.
-
-
- [A table set out. Enter DUKE SENIOR, AMIENS, and
- Lords like outlaws]
-
-DUKE SENIOR I think he be transform'd into a beast;
- For I can no where find him like a man.
-
-First Lord My lord, he is but even now gone hence:
- Here was he merry, hearing of a song.
-
-DUKE SENIOR If he, compact of jars, grow musical,
- We shall have shortly discord in the spheres.
- Go, seek him: tell him I would speak with him.
-
- [Enter JAQUES]
-
-First Lord He saves my labour by his own approach.
-
-DUKE SENIOR Why, how now, monsieur! what a life is this,
- That your poor friends must woo your company?
- What, you look merrily!
-
-JAQUES A fool, a fool! I met a fool i' the forest,
- A motley fool; a miserable world!
- As I do live by food, I met a fool
- Who laid him down and bask'd him in the sun,
- And rail'd on Lady Fortune in good terms,
- In good set terms and yet a motley fool.
- 'Good morrow, fool,' quoth I. 'No, sir,' quoth he,
- 'Call me not fool till heaven hath sent me fortune:'
- And then he drew a dial from his poke,
- And, looking on it with lack-lustre eye,
- Says very wisely, 'It is ten o'clock:
- Thus we may see,' quoth he, 'how the world wags:
- 'Tis but an hour ago since it was nine,
- And after one hour more 'twill be eleven;
- And so, from hour to hour, we ripe and ripe,
- And then, from hour to hour, we rot and rot;
- And thereby hangs a tale.' When I did hear
- The motley fool thus moral on the time,
- My lungs began to crow like chanticleer,
- That fools should be so deep-contemplative,
- And I did laugh sans intermission
- An hour by his dial. O noble fool!
- A worthy fool! Motley's the only wear.
-
-DUKE SENIOR What fool is this?
-
-JAQUES O worthy fool! One that hath been a courtier,
- And says, if ladies be but young and fair,
- They have the gift to know it: and in his brain,
- Which is as dry as the remainder biscuit
- After a voyage, he hath strange places cramm'd
- With observation, the which he vents
- In mangled forms. O that I were a fool!
- I am ambitious for a motley coat.
-
-DUKE SENIOR Thou shalt have one.
-
-JAQUES It is my only suit;
- Provided that you weed your better judgments
- Of all opinion that grows rank in them
- That I am wise. I must have liberty
- Withal, as large a charter as the wind,
- To blow on whom I please; for so fools have;
- And they that are most galled with my folly,
- They most must laugh. And why, sir, must they so?
- The 'why' is plain as way to parish church:
- He that a fool doth very wisely hit
- Doth very foolishly, although he smart,
- Not to seem senseless of the bob: if not,
- The wise man's folly is anatomized
- Even by the squandering glances of the fool.
- Invest me in my motley; give me leave
- To speak my mind, and I will through and through
- Cleanse the foul body of the infected world,
- If they will patiently receive my medicine.
-
-DUKE SENIOR Fie on thee! I can tell what thou wouldst do.
-
-JAQUES What, for a counter, would I do but good?
-
-DUKE SENIOR Most mischievous foul sin, in chiding sin:
- For thou thyself hast been a libertine,
- As sensual as the brutish sting itself;
- And all the embossed sores and headed evils,
- That thou with licence of free foot hast caught,
- Wouldst thou disgorge into the general world.
-
-JAQUES Why, who cries out on pride,
- That can therein tax any private party?
- Doth it not flow as hugely as the sea,
- Till that the weary very means do ebb?
- What woman in the city do I name,
- When that I say the city-woman bears
- The cost of princes on unworthy shoulders?
- Who can come in and say that I mean her,
- When such a one as she such is her neighbour?
- Or what is he of basest function
- That says his bravery is not of my cost,
- Thinking that I mean him, but therein suits
- His folly to the mettle of my speech?
- There then; how then? what then? Let me see wherein
- My tongue hath wrong'd him: if it do him right,
- Then he hath wrong'd himself; if he be free,
- Why then my taxing like a wild-goose flies,
- Unclaim'd of any man. But who comes here?
-
- [Enter ORLANDO, with his sword drawn]
-
-ORLANDO Forbear, and eat no more.
-
-JAQUES Why, I have eat none yet.
-
-ORLANDO Nor shalt not, till necessity be served.
-
-JAQUES Of what kind should this cock come of?
-
-DUKE SENIOR Art thou thus bolden'd, man, by thy distress,
- Or else a rude despiser of good manners,
- That in civility thou seem'st so empty?
-
-ORLANDO You touch'd my vein at first: the thorny point
- Of bare distress hath ta'en from me the show
- Of smooth civility: yet am I inland bred
- And know some nurture. But forbear, I say:
- He dies that touches any of this fruit
- Till I and my affairs are answered.
-
-JAQUES An you will not be answered with reason, I must die.
-
-DUKE SENIOR What would you have? Your gentleness shall force
- More than your force move us to gentleness.
-
-ORLANDO I almost die for food; and let me have it.
-
-DUKE SENIOR Sit down and feed, and welcome to our table.
-
-ORLANDO Speak you so gently? Pardon me, I pray you:
- I thought that all things had been savage here;
- And therefore put I on the countenance
- Of stern commandment. But whate'er you are
- That in this desert inaccessible,
- Under the shade of melancholy boughs,
- Lose and neglect the creeping hours of time
- If ever you have look'd on better days,
- If ever been where bells have knoll'd to church,
- If ever sat at any good man's feast,
- If ever from your eyelids wiped a tear
- And know what 'tis to pity and be pitied,
- Let gentleness my strong enforcement be:
- In the which hope I blush, and hide my sword.
-
-DUKE SENIOR True is it that we have seen better days,
- And have with holy bell been knoll'd to church
- And sat at good men's feasts and wiped our eyes
- Of drops that sacred pity hath engender'd:
- And therefore sit you down in gentleness
- And take upon command what help we have
- That to your wanting may be minister'd.
-
-ORLANDO Then but forbear your food a little while,
- Whiles, like a doe, I go to find my fawn
- And give it food. There is an old poor man,
- Who after me hath many a weary step
- Limp'd in pure love: till he be first sufficed,
- Oppress'd with two weak evils, age and hunger,
- I will not touch a bit.
-
-DUKE SENIOR Go find him out,
- And we will nothing waste till you return.
-
-ORLANDO I thank ye; and be blest for your good comfort!
-
- [Exit]
-
-DUKE SENIOR Thou seest we are not all alone unhappy:
- This wide and universal theatre
- Presents more woeful pageants than the scene
- Wherein we play in.
-
-JAQUES All the world's a stage,
- And all the men and women merely players:
- They have their exits and their entrances;
- And one man in his time plays many parts,
- His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
- Mewling and puking in the nurse's arms.
- And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
- And shining morning face, creeping like snail
- Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
- Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
- Made to his mistress' eyebrow. Then a soldier,
- Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
- Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
- Seeking the bubble reputation
- Even in the cannon's mouth. And then the justice,
- In fair round belly with good capon lined,
- With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
- Full of wise saws and modern instances;
- And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
- Into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon,
- With spectacles on nose and pouch on side,
- His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
- For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
- Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
- And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
- That ends this strange eventful history,
- Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
- Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
-
- [Re-enter ORLANDO, with ADAM]
-
-DUKE SENIOR Welcome. Set down your venerable burthen,
- And let him feed.
-
-ORLANDO I thank you most for him.
-
-ADAM So had you need:
- I scarce can speak to thank you for myself.
-
-DUKE SENIOR Welcome; fall to: I will not trouble you
- As yet, to question you about your fortunes.
- Give us some music; and, good cousin, sing.
-
- SONG.
-AMIENS Blow, blow, thou winter wind.
- Thou art not so unkind
- As man's ingratitude;
- Thy tooth is not so keen,
- Because thou art not seen,
- Although thy breath be rude.
- Heigh-ho! sing, heigh-ho! unto the green holly:
- Most friendship is feigning, most loving mere folly:
- Then, heigh-ho, the holly!
- This life is most jolly.
- Freeze, freeze, thou bitter sky,
- That dost not bite so nigh
- As benefits forgot:
- Though thou the waters warp,
- Thy sting is not so sharp
- As friend remember'd not.
- Heigh-ho! sing, &c.
-
-DUKE SENIOR If that you were the good Sir Rowland's son,
- As you have whisper'd faithfully you were,
- And as mine eye doth his effigies witness
- Most truly limn'd and living in your face,
- Be truly welcome hither: I am the duke
- That loved your father: the residue of your fortune,
- Go to my cave and tell me. Good old man,
- Thou art right welcome as thy master is.
- Support him by the arm. Give me your hand,
- And let me all your fortunes understand.
-
- [Exeunt]
-
-
-
-
- AS YOU LIKE IT
-
-
-ACT III
-
-
-
-SCENE I A room in the palace.
-
-
- [Enter DUKE FREDERICK, Lords, and OLIVER]
-
-DUKE FREDERICK Not see him since? Sir, sir, that cannot be:
- But were I not the better part made mercy,
- I should not seek an absent argument
- Of my revenge, thou present. But look to it:
- Find out thy brother, wheresoe'er he is;
- Seek him with candle; bring him dead or living
- Within this twelvemonth, or turn thou no more
- To seek a living in our territory.
- Thy lands and all things that thou dost call thine
- Worth seizure do we seize into our hands,
- Till thou canst quit thee by thy brothers mouth
- Of what we think against thee.
-
-OLIVER O that your highness knew my heart in this!
- I never loved my brother in my life.
-
-DUKE FREDERICK More villain thou. Well, push him out of doors;
- And let my officers of such a nature
- Make an extent upon his house and lands:
- Do this expediently and turn him going.
-
- [Exeunt]
-
-
-
-
- AS YOU LIKE IT
-
-
-ACT III
-
-
-
-SCENE II The forest.
-
-
- [Enter ORLANDO, with a paper]
-
-ORLANDO Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love:
- And thou, thrice-crowned queen of night, survey
- With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above,
- Thy huntress' name that my full life doth sway.
- O Rosalind! these trees shall be my books
- And in their barks my thoughts I'll character;
- That every eye which in this forest looks
- Shall see thy virtue witness'd every where.
- Run, run, Orlando; carve on every tree
- The fair, the chaste and unexpressive she.
-
- [Exit]
-
- [Enter CORIN and TOUCHSTONE]
-
-CORIN And how like you this shepherd's life, Master Touchstone?
-
-TOUCHSTONE Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is a good
- life, but in respect that it is a shepherd's life,
- it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I
- like it very well; but in respect that it is
- private, it is a very vile life. Now, in respect it
- is in the fields, it pleaseth me well; but in
- respect it is not in the court, it is tedious. As
- is it a spare life, look you, it fits my humour well;
- but as there is no more plenty in it, it goes much
- against my stomach. Hast any philosophy in thee, shepherd?
-
-CORIN No more but that I know the more one sickens the
- worse at ease he is; and that he that wants money,
- means and content is without three good friends;
- that the property of rain is to wet and fire to
- burn; that good pasture makes fat sheep, and that a
- great cause of the night is lack of the sun; that
- he that hath learned no wit by nature nor art may
- complain of good breeding or comes of a very dull kindred.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Such a one is a natural philosopher. Wast ever in
- court, shepherd?
-
-CORIN No, truly.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Then thou art damned.
-
-CORIN Nay, I hope.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Truly, thou art damned like an ill-roasted egg, all
- on one side.
-
-CORIN For not being at court? Your reason.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Why, if thou never wast at court, thou never sawest
- good manners; if thou never sawest good manners,
- then thy manners must be wicked; and wickedness is
- sin, and sin is damnation. Thou art in a parlous
- state, shepherd.
-
-CORIN Not a whit, Touchstone: those that are good manners
- at the court are as ridiculous in the country as the
- behavior of the country is most mockable at the
- court. You told me you salute not at the court, but
- you kiss your hands: that courtesy would be
- uncleanly, if courtiers were shepherds.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Instance, briefly; come, instance.
-
-CORIN Why, we are still handling our ewes, and their
- fells, you know, are greasy.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Why, do not your courtier's hands sweat? and is not
- the grease of a mutton as wholesome as the sweat of
- a man? Shallow, shallow. A better instance, I say; come.
-
-CORIN Besides, our hands are hard.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Your lips will feel them the sooner. Shallow again.
- A more sounder instance, come.
-
-CORIN And they are often tarred over with the surgery of
- our sheep: and would you have us kiss tar? The
- courtier's hands are perfumed with civet.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Most shallow man! thou worms-meat, in respect of a
- good piece of flesh indeed! Learn of the wise, and
- perpend: civet is of a baser birth than tar, the
- very uncleanly flux of a cat. Mend the instance, shepherd.
-
-CORIN You have too courtly a wit for me: I'll rest.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Wilt thou rest damned? God help thee, shallow man!
- God make incision in thee! thou art raw.
-
-CORIN Sir, I am a true labourer: I earn that I eat, get
- that I wear, owe no man hate, envy no man's
- happiness, glad of other men's good, content with my
- harm, and the greatest of my pride is to see my ewes
- graze and my lambs suck.
-
-TOUCHSTONE That is another simple sin in you, to bring the ewes
- and the rams together and to offer to get your
- living by the copulation of cattle; to be bawd to a
- bell-wether, and to betray a she-lamb of a
- twelvemonth to a crooked-pated, old, cuckoldly ram,
- out of all reasonable match. If thou beest not
- damned for this, the devil himself will have no
- shepherds; I cannot see else how thou shouldst
- 'scape.
-
-CORIN Here comes young Master Ganymede, my new mistress's brother.
-
- [Enter ROSALIND, with a paper, reading]
-
-ROSALIND From the east to western Ind,
- No jewel is like Rosalind.
- Her worth, being mounted on the wind,
- Through all the world bears Rosalind.
- All the pictures fairest lined
- Are but black to Rosalind.
- Let no fair be kept in mind
- But the fair of Rosalind.
-
-TOUCHSTONE I'll rhyme you so eight years together, dinners and
- suppers and sleeping-hours excepted: it is the
- right butter-women's rank to market.
-
-ROSALIND Out, fool!
-
-TOUCHSTONE For a taste:
- If a hart do lack a hind,
- Let him seek out Rosalind.
- If the cat will after kind,
- So be sure will Rosalind.
- Winter garments must be lined,
- So must slender Rosalind.
- They that reap must sheaf and bind;
- Then to cart with Rosalind.
- Sweetest nut hath sourest rind,
- Such a nut is Rosalind.
- He that sweetest rose will find
- Must find love's prick and Rosalind.
- This is the very false gallop of verses: why do you
- infect yourself with them?
-
-ROSALIND Peace, you dull fool! I found them on a tree.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Truly, the tree yields bad fruit.
-
-ROSALIND I'll graff it with you, and then I shall graff it
- with a medlar: then it will be the earliest fruit
- i' the country; for you'll be rotten ere you be half
- ripe, and that's the right virtue of the medlar.
-
-TOUCHSTONE You have said; but whether wisely or no, let the
- forest judge.
-
- [Enter CELIA, with a writing]
-
-ROSALIND Peace! Here comes my sister, reading: stand aside.
-
-CELIA [Reads]
-
- Why should this a desert be?
- For it is unpeopled? No:
- Tongues I'll hang on every tree,
- That shall civil sayings show:
- Some, how brief the life of man
- Runs his erring pilgrimage,
- That the stretching of a span
- Buckles in his sum of age;
- Some, of violated vows
- 'Twixt the souls of friend and friend:
- But upon the fairest boughs,
- Or at every sentence end,
- Will I Rosalinda write,
- Teaching all that read to know
- The quintessence of every sprite
- Heaven would in little show.
- Therefore Heaven Nature charged
- That one body should be fill'd
- With all graces wide-enlarged:
- Nature presently distill'd
- Helen's cheek, but not her heart,
- Cleopatra's majesty,
- Atalanta's better part,
- Sad Lucretia's modesty.
- Thus Rosalind of many parts
- By heavenly synod was devised,
- Of many faces, eyes and hearts,
- To have the touches dearest prized.
- Heaven would that she these gifts should have,
- And I to live and die her slave.
-
-ROSALIND O most gentle pulpiter! what tedious homily of love
- have you wearied your parishioners withal, and never
- cried 'Have patience, good people!'
-
-CELIA How now! back, friends! Shepherd, go off a little.
- Go with him, sirrah.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Come, shepherd, let us make an honourable retreat;
- though not with bag and baggage, yet with scrip and scrippage.
-
- [Exeunt CORIN and TOUCHSTONE]
-
-CELIA Didst thou hear these verses?
-
-ROSALIND O, yes, I heard them all, and more too; for some of
- them had in them more feet than the verses would bear.
-
-CELIA That's no matter: the feet might bear the verses.
-
-ROSALIND Ay, but the feet were lame and could not bear
- themselves without the verse and therefore stood
- lamely in the verse.
-
-CELIA But didst thou hear without wondering how thy name
- should be hanged and carved upon these trees?
-
-ROSALIND I was seven of the nine days out of the wonder
- before you came; for look here what I found on a
- palm-tree. I was never so be-rhymed since
- Pythagoras' time, that I was an Irish rat, which I
- can hardly remember.
-
-CELIA Trow you who hath done this?
-
-ROSALIND Is it a man?
-
-CELIA And a chain, that you once wore, about his neck.
- Change you colour?
-
-ROSALIND I prithee, who?
-
-CELIA O Lord, Lord! it is a hard matter for friends to
- meet; but mountains may be removed with earthquakes
- and so encounter.
-
-ROSALIND Nay, but who is it?
-
-CELIA Is it possible?
-
-ROSALIND Nay, I prithee now with most petitionary vehemence,
- tell me who it is.
-
-CELIA O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful
- wonderful! and yet again wonderful, and after that,
- out of all hooping!
-
-ROSALIND Good my complexion! dost thou think, though I am
- caparisoned like a man, I have a doublet and hose in
- my disposition? One inch of delay more is a
- South-sea of discovery; I prithee, tell me who is it
- quickly, and speak apace. I would thou couldst
- stammer, that thou mightst pour this concealed man
- out of thy mouth, as wine comes out of a narrow-
- mouthed bottle, either too much at once, or none at
- all. I prithee, take the cork out of thy mouth that
- may drink thy tidings.
-
-CELIA So you may put a man in your belly.
-
-ROSALIND Is he of God's making? What manner of man? Is his
- head worth a hat, or his chin worth a beard?
-
-CELIA Nay, he hath but a little beard.
-
-ROSALIND Why, God will send more, if the man will be
- thankful: let me stay the growth of his beard, if
- thou delay me not the knowledge of his chin.
-
-CELIA It is young Orlando, that tripped up the wrestler's
- heels and your heart both in an instant.
-
-ROSALIND Nay, but the devil take mocking: speak, sad brow and
- true maid.
-
-CELIA I' faith, coz, 'tis he.
-
-ROSALIND Orlando?
-
-CELIA Orlando.
-
-ROSALIND Alas the day! what shall I do with my doublet and
- hose? What did he when thou sawest him? What said
- he? How looked he? Wherein went he? What makes
- him here? Did he ask for me? Where remains he?
- How parted he with thee? and when shalt thou see
- him again? Answer me in one word.
-
-CELIA You must borrow me Gargantua's mouth first: 'tis a
- word too great for any mouth of this age's size. To
- say ay and no to these particulars is more than to
- answer in a catechism.
-
-ROSALIND But doth he know that I am in this forest and in
- man's apparel? Looks he as freshly as he did the
- day he wrestled?
-
-CELIA It is as easy to count atomies as to resolve the
- propositions of a lover; but take a taste of my
- finding him, and relish it with good observance.
- I found him under a tree, like a dropped acorn.
-
-ROSALIND It may well be called Jove's tree, when it drops
- forth such fruit.
-
-CELIA Give me audience, good madam.
-
-ROSALIND Proceed.
-
-CELIA There lay he, stretched along, like a wounded knight.
-
-ROSALIND Though it be pity to see such a sight, it well
- becomes the ground.
-
-CELIA Cry 'holla' to thy tongue, I prithee; it curvets
- unseasonably. He was furnished like a hunter.
-
-ROSALIND O, ominous! he comes to kill my heart.
-
-CELIA I would sing my song without a burden: thou bringest
- me out of tune.
-
-ROSALIND Do you not know I am a woman? when I think, I must
- speak. Sweet, say on.
-
-CELIA You bring me out. Soft! comes he not here?
-
- [Enter ORLANDO and JAQUES]
-
-ROSALIND 'Tis he: slink by, and note him.
-
-JAQUES I thank you for your company; but, good faith, I had
- as lief have been myself alone.
-
-ORLANDO And so had I; but yet, for fashion sake, I thank you
- too for your society.
-
-JAQUES God be wi' you: let's meet as little as we can.
-
-ORLANDO I do desire we may be better strangers.
-
-JAQUES I pray you, mar no more trees with writing
- love-songs in their barks.
-
-ORLANDO I pray you, mar no more of my verses with reading
- them ill-favouredly.
-
-JAQUES Rosalind is your love's name?
-
-ORLANDO Yes, just.
-
-JAQUES I do not like her name.
-
-ORLANDO There was no thought of pleasing you when she was
- christened.
-
-JAQUES What stature is she of?
-
-ORLANDO Just as high as my heart.
-
-JAQUES You are full of pretty answers. Have you not been
- acquainted with goldsmiths' wives, and conned them
- out of rings?
-
-ORLANDO Not so; but I answer you right painted cloth, from
- whence you have studied your questions.
-
-JAQUES You have a nimble wit: I think 'twas made of
- Atalanta's heels. Will you sit down with me? and
- we two will rail against our mistress the world and
- all our misery.
-
-ORLANDO I will chide no breather in the world but myself,
- against whom I know most faults.
-
-JAQUES The worst fault you have is to be in love.
-
-ORLANDO 'Tis a fault I will not change for your best virtue.
- I am weary of you.
-
-JAQUES By my troth, I was seeking for a fool when I found
- you.
-
-ORLANDO He is drowned in the brook: look but in, and you
- shall see him.
-
-JAQUES There I shall see mine own figure.
-
-ORLANDO Which I take to be either a fool or a cipher.
-
-JAQUES I'll tarry no longer with you: farewell, good
- Signior Love.
-
-ORLANDO I am glad of your departure: adieu, good Monsieur
- Melancholy.
-
- [Exit JAQUES]
-
-ROSALIND [Aside to CELIA] I will speak to him, like a saucy
- lackey and under that habit play the knave with him.
- Do you hear, forester?
-
-ORLANDO Very well: what would you?
-
-ROSALIND I pray you, what is't o'clock?
-
-ORLANDO You should ask me what time o' day: there's no clock
- in the forest.
-
-ROSALIND Then there is no true lover in the forest; else
- sighing every minute and groaning every hour would
- detect the lazy foot of Time as well as a clock.
-
-ORLANDO And why not the swift foot of Time? had not that
- been as proper?
-
-ROSALIND By no means, sir: Time travels in divers paces with
- divers persons. I'll tell you who Time ambles
- withal, who Time trots withal, who Time gallops
- withal and who he stands still withal.
-
-ORLANDO I prithee, who doth he trot withal?
-
-ROSALIND Marry, he trots hard with a young maid between the
- contract of her marriage and the day it is
- solemnized: if the interim be but a se'nnight,
- Time's pace is so hard that it seems the length of
- seven year.
-
-ORLANDO Who ambles Time withal?
-
-ROSALIND With a priest that lacks Latin and a rich man that
- hath not the gout, for the one sleeps easily because
- he cannot study, and the other lives merrily because
- he feels no pain, the one lacking the burden of lean
- and wasteful learning, the other knowing no burden
- of heavy tedious penury; these Time ambles withal.
-
-ORLANDO Who doth he gallop withal?
-
-ROSALIND With a thief to the gallows, for though he go as
- softly as foot can fall, he thinks himself too soon there.
-
-ORLANDO Who stays it still withal?
-
-ROSALIND With lawyers in the vacation, for they sleep between
- term and term and then they perceive not how Time moves.
-
-ORLANDO Where dwell you, pretty youth?
-
-ROSALIND With this shepherdess, my sister; here in the
- skirts of the forest, like fringe upon a petticoat.
-
-ORLANDO Are you native of this place?
-
-ROSALIND As the cony that you see dwell where she is kindled.
-
-ORLANDO Your accent is something finer than you could
- purchase in so removed a dwelling.
-
-ROSALIND I have been told so of many: but indeed an old
- religious uncle of mine taught me to speak, who was
- in his youth an inland man; one that knew courtship
- too well, for there he fell in love. I have heard
- him read many lectures against it, and I thank God
- I am not a woman, to be touched with so many
- giddy offences as he hath generally taxed their
- whole sex withal.
-
-ORLANDO Can you remember any of the principal evils that he
- laid to the charge of women?
-
-ROSALIND There were none principal; they were all like one
- another as half-pence are, every one fault seeming
- monstrous till his fellow fault came to match it.
-
-ORLANDO I prithee, recount some of them.
-
-ROSALIND No, I will not cast away my physic but on those that
- are sick. There is a man haunts the forest, that
- abuses our young plants with carving 'Rosalind' on
- their barks; hangs odes upon hawthorns and elegies
- on brambles, all, forsooth, deifying the name of
- Rosalind: if I could meet that fancy-monger I would
- give him some good counsel, for he seems to have the
- quotidian of love upon him.
-
-ORLANDO I am he that is so love-shaked: I pray you tell me
- your remedy.
-
-ROSALIND There is none of my uncle's marks upon you: he
- taught me how to know a man in love; in which cage
- of rushes I am sure you are not prisoner.
-
-ORLANDO What were his marks?
-
-ROSALIND A lean cheek, which you have not, a blue eye and
- sunken, which you have not, an unquestionable
- spirit, which you have not, a beard neglected,
- which you have not; but I pardon you for that, for
- simply your having in beard is a younger brother's
- revenue: then your hose should be ungartered, your
- bonnet unbanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe
- untied and every thing about you demonstrating a
- careless desolation; but you are no such man; you
- are rather point-device in your accoutrements as
- loving yourself than seeming the lover of any other.
-
-ORLANDO Fair youth, I would I could make thee believe I love.
-
-ROSALIND Me believe it! you may as soon make her that you
- love believe it; which, I warrant, she is apter to
- do than to confess she does: that is one of the
- points in the which women still give the lie to
- their consciences. But, in good sooth, are you he
- that hangs the verses on the trees, wherein Rosalind
- is so admired?
-
-ORLANDO I swear to thee, youth, by the white hand of
- Rosalind, I am that he, that unfortunate he.
-
-ROSALIND But are you so much in love as your rhymes speak?
-
-ORLANDO Neither rhyme nor reason can express how much.
-
-ROSALIND Love is merely a madness, and, I tell you, deserves
- as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do: and
- the reason why they are not so punished and cured
- is, that the lunacy is so ordinary that the whippers
- are in love too. Yet I profess curing it by counsel.
-
-ORLANDO Did you ever cure any so?
-
-ROSALIND Yes, one, and in this manner. He was to imagine me
- his love, his mistress; and I set him every day to
- woo me: at which time would I, being but a moonish
- youth, grieve, be effeminate, changeable, longing
- and liking, proud, fantastical, apish, shallow,
- inconstant, full of tears, full of smiles, for every
- passion something and for no passion truly any
- thing, as boys and women are for the most part
- cattle of this colour; would now like him, now loathe
- him; then entertain him, then forswear him; now weep
- for him, then spit at him; that I drave my suitor
- from his mad humour of love to a living humour of
- madness; which was, to forswear the full stream of
- the world, and to live in a nook merely monastic.
- And thus I cured him; and this way will I take upon
- me to wash your liver as clean as a sound sheep's
- heart, that there shall not be one spot of love in't.
-
-ORLANDO I would not be cured, youth.
-
-ROSALIND I would cure you, if you would but call me Rosalind
- and come every day to my cote and woo me.
-
-ORLANDO Now, by the faith of my love, I will: tell me
- where it is.
-
-ROSALIND Go with me to it and I'll show it you and by the way
- you shall tell me where in the forest you live.
- Will you go?
-
-ORLANDO With all my heart, good youth.
-
-ROSALIND Nay you must call me Rosalind. Come, sister, will you go?
-
- [Exeunt]
-
-
-
-
- AS YOU LIKE IT
-
-
-ACT III
-
-
-
-SCENE III The forest.
-
-
- [Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY; JAQUES behind]
-
-TOUCHSTONE Come apace, good Audrey: I will fetch up your
- goats, Audrey. And how, Audrey? am I the man yet?
- doth my simple feature content you?
-
-AUDREY Your features! Lord warrant us! what features!
-
-TOUCHSTONE I am here with thee and thy goats, as the most
- capricious poet, honest Ovid, was among the Goths.
-
-JAQUES [Aside] O knowledge ill-inhabited, worse than Jove
- in a thatched house!
-
-TOUCHSTONE When a man's verses cannot be understood, nor a
- man's good wit seconded with the forward child
- Understanding, it strikes a man more dead than a
- great reckoning in a little room. Truly, I would
- the gods had made thee poetical.
-
-AUDREY I do not know what 'poetical' is: is it honest in
- deed and word? is it a true thing?
-
-TOUCHSTONE No, truly; for the truest poetry is the most
- feigning; and lovers are given to poetry, and what
- they swear in poetry may be said as lovers they do feign.
-
-AUDREY Do you wish then that the gods had made me poetical?
-
-TOUCHSTONE I do, truly; for thou swearest to me thou art
- honest: now, if thou wert a poet, I might have some
- hope thou didst feign.
-
-AUDREY Would you not have me honest?
-
-TOUCHSTONE No, truly, unless thou wert hard-favoured; for
- honesty coupled to beauty is to have honey a sauce to sugar.
-
-JAQUES [Aside] A material fool!
-
-AUDREY Well, I am not fair; and therefore I pray the gods
- make me honest.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Truly, and to cast away honesty upon a foul slut
- were to put good meat into an unclean dish.
-
-AUDREY I am not a slut, though I thank the gods I am foul.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Well, praised be the gods for thy foulness!
- sluttishness may come hereafter. But be it as it may
- be, I will marry thee, and to that end I have been
- with Sir Oliver Martext, the vicar of the next
- village, who hath promised to meet me in this place
- of the forest and to couple us.
-
-JAQUES [Aside] I would fain see this meeting.
-
-AUDREY Well, the gods give us joy!
-
-TOUCHSTONE Amen. A man may, if he were of a fearful heart,
- stagger in this attempt; for here we have no temple
- but the wood, no assembly but horn-beasts. But what
- though? Courage! As horns are odious, they are
- necessary. It is said, 'many a man knows no end of
- his goods:' right; many a man has good horns, and
- knows no end of them. Well, that is the dowry of
- his wife; 'tis none of his own getting. Horns?
- Even so. Poor men alone? No, no; the noblest deer
- hath them as huge as the rascal. Is the single man
- therefore blessed? No: as a walled town is more
- worthier than a village, so is the forehead of a
- married man more honourable than the bare brow of a
- bachelor; and by how much defence is better than no
- skill, by so much is a horn more precious than to
- want. Here comes Sir Oliver.
-
- [Enter SIR OLIVER MARTEXT]
-
- Sir Oliver Martext, you are well met: will you
- dispatch us here under this tree, or shall we go
- with you to your chapel?
-
-SIR OLIVER MARTEXT Is there none here to give the woman?
-
-TOUCHSTONE I will not take her on gift of any man.
-
-SIR OLIVER MARTEXT Truly, she must be given, or the marriage is not lawful.
-
-JAQUES [Advancing]
-
- Proceed, proceed I'll give her.
-
-TOUCHSTONE Good even, good Master What-ye-call't: how do you,
- sir? You are very well met: God 'ild you for your
- last company: I am very glad to see you: even a
- toy in hand here, sir: nay, pray be covered.
-
-JAQUES Will you be married, motley?
-
-TOUCHSTONE As the ox hath his bow, sir, the horse his curb and
- the falcon her bells, so man hath his desires; and
- as pigeons bill, so wedlock would be nibbling.
-
-JAQUES And will you, being a man of your breeding, be
- married under a bush like a beggar? Get you to
- church, and have a good priest that can tell you
- what marriage is: this fellow will but join you
- together as they join wainscot; then one of you will
- prove a shrunk panel and, like green timber, warp, warp.
-
-TOUCHSTONE [Aside] I am not in the mind but I were better to be
- married of him than of another: for he is not like
- to marry me well; and not being well married, it
- will be a good excuse for me hereafter to leave my wife.
-
-JAQUES Go thou with me, and let me counsel thee.
-
-TOUCHSTONE 'Come, sweet Audrey:
- We must be married, or we must live in bawdry.
- Farewell, good Master Oliver: not,--
- O sweet Oliver,
- O brave Oliver,
- Leave me not behind thee: but,--
- Wind away,
- Begone, I say,
- I will not to wedding with thee.
-
- [Exeunt JAQUES, TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY]
-
-SIR OLIVER MARTEXT 'Tis no matter: ne'er a fantastical knave of them
- all shall flout me out of my calling.
-
- [Exit]
-
-
-
-
- AS YOU LIKE IT
-
-
-ACT III
-
-
-
-SCENE IV The forest.
-
-
- [Enter ROSALIND and CELIA]
-
-ROSALIND Never talk to me; I will weep.
-
-CELIA Do, I prithee; but yet have the grace to consider
- that tears do not become a man.
-
-ROSALIND But have I not cause to weep?
-
-CELIA As good cause as one would desire; therefore weep.
-
-ROSALIND His very hair is of the dissembling colour.
-
-CELIA Something browner than Judas's marry, his kisses are
- Judas's own children.
-
-ROSALIND I' faith, his hair is of a good colour.
-
-CELIA An excellent colour: your chestnut was ever the only colour.
-
-ROSALIND And his kissing is as full of sanctity as the touch
- of holy bread.
-
-CELIA He hath bought a pair of cast lips of Diana: a nun
- of winter's sisterhood kisses not more religiously;
- the very ice of chastity is in them.
-
-ROSALIND But why did he swear he would come this morning, and
- comes not?
-
-CELIA Nay, certainly, there is no truth in him.
-
-ROSALIND Do you think so?
-
-CELIA Yes; I think he is not a pick-purse nor a
- horse-stealer, but for his verity in love, I do
- think him as concave as a covered goblet or a
- worm-eaten nut.
-
-ROSALIND Not true in love?
-
-CELIA Yes, when he is in; but I think he is not in.
-
-ROSALIND You have heard him swear downright he was.
-
-CELIA 'Was' is not 'is:' besides, the oath of a lover is
- no stronger than the word of a tapster; they are
- both the confirmer of false reckonings. He attends
- here in the forest on the duke your father.
-
-ROSALIND I met the duke yesterday and had much question with
- him: he asked me of what parentage I was; I told
- him, of as good as he; so he laughed and let me go.
- But what talk we of fathers, when there is such a
- man as Orlando?
-
-CELIA O, that's a brave man! he writes brave verses,
- speaks brave words, swears brave oaths and breaks
- them bravely, quite traverse, athwart the heart of
- his lover; as a puisny tilter, that spurs his horse
- but on one side, breaks his staff like a noble
- goose: but all's brave that youth mounts and folly
- guides. Who comes here?
-
- [Enter CORIN]
-
-CORIN Mistress and master, you have oft inquired
- After the shepherd that complain'd of love,
- Who you saw sitting by me on the turf,
- Praising the proud disdainful shepherdess
- That was his mistress.
-
-CELIA Well, and what of him?
-
-CORIN If you will see a pageant truly play'd,
- Between the pale complexion of true love
- And the red glow of scorn and proud disdain,
- Go hence a little and I shall conduct you,
- If you will mark it.
-
-ROSALIND O, come, let us remove:
- The sight of lovers feedeth those in love.
- Bring us to this sight, and you shall say
- I'll prove a busy actor in their play.
-
- [Exeunt]
-
-
-
-
- AS YOU LIKE IT
-
-
-ACT III
-
-
-
-SCENE V Another part of the forest.
-
-
- [Enter SILVIUS and PHEBE]
-
-SILVIUS Sweet Phebe, do not scorn me; do not, Phebe;
- Say that you love me not, but say not so
- In bitterness. The common executioner,
- Whose heart the accustom'd sight of death makes hard,
- Falls not the axe upon the humbled neck
- But first begs pardon: will you sterner be
- Than he that dies and lives by bloody drops?
-
- [Enter ROSALIND, CELIA, and CORIN, behind]
-
-PHEBE I would not be thy executioner:
- I fly thee, for I would not injure thee.
- Thou tell'st me there is murder in mine eye:
- 'Tis pretty, sure, and very probable,
- That eyes, that are the frail'st and softest things,
- Who shut their coward gates on atomies,
- Should be call'd tyrants, butchers, murderers!
- Now I do frown on thee with all my heart;
- And if mine eyes can wound, now let them kill thee:
- Now counterfeit to swoon; why now fall down;
- Or if thou canst not, O, for shame, for shame,
- Lie not, to say mine eyes are murderers!
- Now show the wound mine eye hath made in thee:
- Scratch thee but with a pin, and there remains
- Some scar of it; lean but upon a rush,
- The cicatrice and capable impressure
- Thy palm some moment keeps; but now mine eyes,
- Which I have darted at thee, hurt thee not,
- Nor, I am sure, there is no force in eyes
- That can do hurt.
-
-SILVIUS O dear Phebe,
- If ever,--as that ever may be near,--
- You meet in some fresh cheek the power of fancy,
- Then shall you know the wounds invisible
- That love's keen arrows make.
-
-PHEBE But till that time
- Come not thou near me: and when that time comes,
- Afflict me with thy mocks, pity me not;
- As till that time I shall not pity thee.
-
-ROSALIND And why, I pray you? Who might be your mother,
- That you insult, exult, and all at once,
- Over the wretched? What though you have no beauty,--
- As, by my faith, I see no more in you
- Than without candle may go dark to bed--
- Must you be therefore proud and pitiless?
- Why, what means this? Why do you look on me?
- I see no more in you than in the ordinary
- Of nature's sale-work. 'Od's my little life,
- I think she means to tangle my eyes too!
- No, faith, proud mistress, hope not after it:
- 'Tis not your inky brows, your black silk hair,
- Your bugle eyeballs, nor your cheek of cream,
- That can entame my spirits to your worship.
- You foolish shepherd, wherefore do you follow her,
- Like foggy south puffing with wind and rain?
- You are a thousand times a properer man
- Than she a woman: 'tis such fools as you
- That makes the world full of ill-favour'd children:
- 'Tis not her glass, but you, that flatters her;
- And out of you she sees herself more proper
- Than any of her lineaments can show her.
- But, mistress, know yourself: down on your knees,
- And thank heaven, fasting, for a good man's love:
- For I must tell you friendly in your ear,
- Sell when you can: you are not for all markets:
- Cry the man mercy; love him; take his offer:
- Foul is most foul, being foul to be a scoffer.
- So take her to thee, shepherd: fare you well.
-
-PHEBE Sweet youth, I pray you, chide a year together:
- I had rather hear you chide than this man woo.
-
-ROSALIND He's fallen in love with your foulness and she'll
- fall in love with my anger. If it be so, as fast as
- she answers thee with frowning looks, I'll sauce her
- with bitter words. Why look you so upon me?
-
-PHEBE For no ill will I bear you.
-
-ROSALIND I pray you, do not fall in love with me,
- For I am falser than vows made in wine:
- Besides, I like you not. If you will know my house,
- 'Tis at the tuft of olives here hard by.
- Will you go, sister? Shepherd, ply her hard.
- Come, sister. Shepherdess, look on him better,
- And be not proud: though all the world could see,
- None could be so abused in sight as he.
- Come, to our flock.
-
- [Exeunt ROSALIND, CELIA and CORIN]
-
-PHEBE Dead Shepherd, now I find thy saw of might,
- 'Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?'
-
-SILVIUS Sweet Phebe,--
-
-PHEBE Ha, what say'st thou, Silvius?
-
-SILVIUS Sweet Phebe, pity me.
-
-PHEBE Why, I am sorry for thee, gentle Silvius.
-
-SILVIUS Wherever sorrow is, relief would be:
- If you do sorrow at my grief in love,
- By giving love your sorrow and my grief
- Were both extermined.
-
-PHEBE Thou hast my love: is not that neighbourly?
-
-SILVIUS I would have you.
-
-PHEBE Why, that were covetousness.
- Silvius, the time was that I hated thee,
- And yet it is not that I bear thee love;
- But since that thou canst talk of love so well,
- Thy company, which erst was irksome to me,
- I will endure, and I'll employ thee too:
- But do not look for further recompense
- Than thine own gladness that thou art employ'd.
-
-SILVIUS So holy and so perfect is my love,
- And I in such a poverty of grace,
- That I shall think it a most plenteous crop
- To glean the broken ears after the man
- That the main harvest reaps: loose now and then
- A scatter'd smile, and that I'll live upon.
-
-PHEBE Know'st now the youth that spoke to me erewhile?
-
-SILVIUS Not very well, but I have met him oft;
- And he hath bought the cottage and the bounds
- That the old carlot once was master of.
-
-PHEBE Think not I love him, though I ask for him:
- 'Tis but a peevish boy; yet he talks well;
- But what care I for words? yet words do well
- When he that speaks them pleases those that hear.
- It is a pretty youth: not very pretty:
- But, sure, he's proud, and yet his pride becomes him:
- He'll make a proper man: the best thing in him
- Is his complexion; and faster than his tongue
- Did make offence his eye did heal it up.
- He is not very tall; yet for his years he's tall:
- His leg is but so so; and yet 'tis well:
- There was a pretty redness in his lip,
- A little riper and more lusty red
- Than that mix'd in his cheek; 'twas just the difference
- Between the constant red and mingled damask.
- There be some women, Silvius, had they mark'd him
- In parcels as I did, would have gone near
- To fall in love with him; but, for my part,
- I love him not nor hate him not; and yet
- I have more cause to hate him than to love him:
- For what had he to do to chide at me?
- He said mine eyes were black and my hair black:
- And, now I am remember'd, scorn'd at me:
- I marvel why I answer'd not again:
- But that's all one; omittance is no quittance.
- I'll write to him a very taunting letter,
- And thou shalt bear it: wilt thou, Silvius?
-
-SILVIUS Phebe, with all my heart.
-
-PHEBE I'll write it straight;
- The matter's in my head and in my heart:
- I will be bitter with him and passing short.
- Go with me, Silvius.
-
- [Exeunt]
-
-
-
-
- AS YOU LIKE IT
-
-
-ACT IV
-
-
-
-SCENE I The forest.
-
-
- [Enter ROSALIND, CELIA, and JAQUES]
-
-JAQUES I
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