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Should I anatomize him to thee as he is, I must | Rof. Nay, now thou goest from fortune's office buth and weep, and thou must look pale and to nature's : fortune reigns in gifts of the world, wonder.

not in the lineaments of nature. Cba. I am heartily glad I came hither to you:

Enter Touchstone, a clown. If he come to-morrow, I'll give him his payment : Cel. No? When nature hath made a fair creaif ever he go alone again, I'll never wrestle for cure, may the not by fortune fall into the fire! prize more And so, God keep your worship! Though nature hath given us wit to fout at for

[Exit.tune, hath not fortune sent in this foul to cut off Oli. Farewel, good Charles.-Now will I itir the argument ? this gameiter: 1 hope, I Thall fee an end of him ; Rof. Indeed, there is fortune too hard for nafor my soul, yet I know not why, hites nothing ture ; when fortune makes nature's natural the more than he. Yet he's gentle; never school’d, cutter off of nature’s wit. and yet learned ; full of noble device; of all sorts Cel. Peradventure, this is not fortune's work enchantingly beloved ; and, indeed, so much in neither, but nature's; who perceiving our natural the heart of the world, and especially of my own wits too dull to reason of such goddesses, hath sent people, who belt kıow him, that I am altogether this natural for our whetstone : for always the dulmifprijed : but it thall not be so long; this wrestler ness of the fool is the whetstone of the wits. -— Ihall clear all : nothing remains, but that I kindle How now, wit? whither wander you? the boy thither, which now I'll go about. [Exit. Clo. Mistress, you must come away to your father.

Cel. Were you made the messenger ?
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Clo. No, by nine honour; but I was bid to

come for you.
An open walk before she Duke's palace.

Rof. Where learned you that oath, fool ?
Enter Rosalind and Celia.

Clo. Of a certain knight, that swore by his honour Cel. I pray thee, Rosalind, sweet my coz, be they were good pancakes, and fwore by his honour merry.

the mustard was naught: now, I'll fand to it, the Rol. Dear Celia, I show more mirth than I am pancakes were naught, and the mustard was good; mistress of ; and would you yet I were merrier and yet was not the knighe furfiorn. Unless you could teach me to forget a banith'd fa C.l. How prove you that, in the great heap of ther, you must not learn me how to remember any your knowledge ? extraordinary pleafure.

Rof. Ay, marry; now unmuzzle your wisdom. Cel. Herein, I see, thou lor'ft me not with the Cl. Stand you both forth now : stroke your full weight that I love thee: if my uncle, thv bato chins, and swear by your beards that I am a knave. nithed father, had banished thy uncie, the duke my Cel. By our beards, if we had them, thou art. futher, lo chivu hadtt been Itill with me, I could Clo. By my knavery, if I had it, then I were: have taught my love to take thy father for mine ; but if you swear by tlfit that is not, you are not 10 wouldit thou, if the truth of thy love to me fortworn: no more was this knight, swearing by were fo righteously temper'd as mine is to thee. his honour, for he never had any; or if he hai,

R. Well, I will forget the condition of my he had sworn it away, before ever he saw those estate, to rejoice in yours.

pancakes or that mustard. Cel. You know, my father hath no child but I, Cel. Pr’ythee, who is it that thou mean'st? por none is like to have; and, tru when he dies, Cle. One that old Frederick, yur father, loves. thou shalt be his heir : for what he hath taken Cel. My father's love is enough to honour hin: away from thy father perforce, I will render thee Enough! (peak no more of him; you'll be whipp'd again in affection ; by mire honour, I will; and for taxation, one of these days. when I break that oath, let me turn monster : Cl. The more pity, that fools may not speak wisetherefore, my sweet Rose, my dear Rose, be iy what wile men do foolishly. Inerry.

Cel. By my troth, thou say'st true; for since the Ref. From henceforth I will, coz, and devise little wit, that fools have, was filenc'd, the little sports: let me lee; What think you of falling in foolery, that wile men have, makes a great show. dove?

Here comes Monsieur Le Benu. Cel. Marry, I pry'thee, do, to make sport

Enter Le Beaa. Withal : but love no man in good earnest; nor no Roj. With his mouth full of news. further in sport neither, than with safety of a pure Cel. Which he will put on us, as pigeons feed Bush thou may'st in honour come off again.

their young. Rul. What shall be our sport then?

1.1. Then shall we be news-cramm'd. Cel. Let us fit and mock the good housewife, Cel. All the better; we shall be the more Fortune, from her wheel, that her gifts may hence- marketable. Bon jour, Monsieur le Beau; what's forth be betowed equally.

the news? RJ. I would we could do so; for her benefits Le Beau. Fair princess, you have lost much are mightily misplaced : and the bountiful blind good sport. woman doth most mistake in her gifts to women. Cel. Sport? of what colour ?

Cel. 'Tis true : for those, that she makes fair, Le Beau. What colour, madam? How th !! I The scarce makes honest; and those, that the makes answer you? houett, the makes very ill-favour'dly.

Rof. As wit and fortune will.

Clou

Clo. Or as the destinies decree.

but he will not be entreated: Speak to him, ladies; Cel. Well said ; that was laid on with a trowel'. see if you can move him. Clo. Nay, if I keep not my rank,

Cel. Call him hither, good Monsieur Le Beau. Rof. Thou losest thy old smell.

Dicke. Do fo; I'll not be by. [Duke goes apart. L. Beau. You amaze? me, ladies: I would have Le Brau. Monsieur the challenger, the princelies told you of good wrestling, which you have loft call for you. the fight of.

Orla. I attend them with all respect and duty. Rt. Yet tell us the manner of the wrestling. Ref. Young man, have you challeng's Charles

Le Benu. I will tell you the beginning, and, if the wrestler it pleate your ladyfhips, you may fee the end ; firl Orla. No, fair princess; he is the general chalthe belt is yet to do; and here, where you are, lenger : 1 come but in, as others do, to try with they are coming to perform it.

him the strength of my youth. Cel. Well, the beginning, that is dead and Cel. Young gentleman, your spirits are too bold buried.

for your years : You have seen cruel proof of this Le Beau. There comes an old man and his three man's itrength : if you saw yourself with your fons,

eyes, or knew yourself with your jiwgement, the Cel. I could match this beginning with an old fear of your adventure would counsel you to a more tale.

equal enterprise. We pray you for your own lake, Le Beau. Three proper young men of excellent to embrace your own safety, and give over this growth and presence;

attempt. Rof. With bills on their necks, Be it known Raf. Do, young fir: your reputation shall not unto all men by ibofe prefents,

ther efore be misprised : we will make it our fit to Le Beau. 'The eldest of the three wrestled with the duke, that the wrestling might not go forward. Charles, the duke's wrestler ; which Charles in a Orla. I beseech you, punish me not with your moment threw him, and broke three of his ribs, hard thoughts; wherein I confefs me much guilty, that there is little hope of life in him: so he serv'd to deny to fair and excellent ladies any thing. But the second, and so the third: Yonder they lie ; let your fair eyes, and gentle withes, go with me he poor old man, their father, making fuch piti- to my trial: wherein if I be foil'd, there is but ul dole over them, that all the beholders take his one tham'd that was never gracious; if killd, but part with weeping.

one dead that is willing to be so: I shall do my Rof. Alas!

friends no wrong, for I have none to lament me; Clo. But what is the sport, monsieur, that the the world no injury, for in it I have nothing; only ladies have loft!

in the world I fill up a place, which may be betLe Beau. Why this, that I spenk of. ter supplied when I have made it empty.

Clo. 1 hus men may grow wiser every day! Ref. The little strength that I have, I would it It is the first time that ever I heard, breaking of were with you. ribs was sport for ladies.

Cél. And mine to eke out hers. Cel. Or I, I promise thee.

Roj. Fare you well. Pray heaven 1 be deceivid Rof. But is there any else longs to see this broken in you! mufick in his fides? is there yet another dotes Cel. Your heart's desires be with you! upon rib-breaking ? Shall we fue this wrestling, Cha. Come, where is this young gallant, that is coulin ?

so defirous to lie with his mother earth? Le Bear. You must, if you stay here : for here Orla. Ready, fir; but his will hath in it a more is the place appointed for the wrestling, and they modest working. are ready to perform it.

Duke. You shall try but one fall. Cel. Yonder, ture, they are coming: Let us Cha. No, I warrant ;cur grace ; you shall not now itay and see it.

entreat him to a second, that have so mightily perFlourish. Inter Duke, Frederick, Lords, Orlando, susided lim from a fift. Charles, and attendants.

Oila. You mean to mock me after ; you should Duke. Come on : since the youth will not be not have mocked me before: but come your ways. entreated, his own peril on his forwardness. Ref. Now, Hercules be thy speed, young man ! Rof. Is yonder the man ?

Cl. I would I were invisible, to catch the strong Le Beau. Even he, madam.

fellow by the leg:

[Tbey wrestle. Cei. Alas, he is too young: yet he looks suc RL. O excellent young man ! cessfully.

Cl. If I had a thunderbolt in mine

eye, Duke. How now, daughter and coulin? are you tell who should down.

[Should crept hither to see the wreftling?

Duke. No more, no more. [Churles is tbrown. Ref. Ay, my lege, so pleate you give us leave. 0,10. Yes, I beseech your grace; I am not yet

Duke. You will take little delight in it, I can well breathed. tell you, there is such odds in the men : In pity of | Duks. Ilow dost thou, Charles ? the challenger's youth, I would fain dituade tim, Le Bual. He cannot speak, ny lord,

I can

1 A proverbial expression implying a fluire sulkcou. to put him out of the intendca narrative.

2 Amaze here fignifics to consufe, so as

Duke.

this;

Duke. Bear him away. What is thy name, young Orla. I thank you, fır; and, pray you, teli me man ?

Orla. Orlando, my liege; the youngest son of Which of the two was daughter of the duke for Rowland de Boys.

That here was at the wrestling? [manners; Duke. I would, thou hadft been son to some Le Beau. Neither his daughter, if we judge by, man elle.

But yet, indeed, the shorter is his daughter:
The world esteem'd thy father honourable, The other is daughter to the banith'd duke,
But I did find him ftill mine enemy:

And here detain'd by her ufurping uncle,
Thou should have better pleas'd me with this deed, To keep his daughter company; whole loves
Hadst thou descended from another house. Are dearer than the natural bond of lifters.
But fare thee well; thou art a gallant youth; But I can tell you, that of late this duke
I would, thou hadft told me of another father. Hath ta’en displeasure 'gainst his gentle niece;

[Exit Duke, with bis train. Grounded upon no other argument,
Manent Celia, Rosalind, Orlando. But that the people praise her for her virtues,
Cel. Were I my father, cuz, would I do this? And pity her for her good father's fake:

Orla. I am more proud to be fir Rowland's son, And, on my life, bis malice 'gaint the lady
His youngest son ;--and would not change that will suddenly break forth.—Sir, fare you well!
To be adopted heir to Frederick. [calling, Hereafter, in a better world than this,

Rof. My father lov'd fir Rowland as his soul, I shall desire more love and knowledge of you.
And all the world was of my father's mind :
Had I before known this young man his son, Orla. I rest much bounden to you : fare you well
I should have given him tears unto entreaties, Thus must I from the smoke into the smother;
Ere he should thus have ventur’d.

From tyrant duke, unto a tyrant brother :-
Cel. Gentle cousin,

But, heavenly Rosalind!

[Exit.
Let us go thank him, and encourage him:
My father's rough and envious disposition

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Sticks me at heart.-Sir, you have well deserv'd :

An apartment in the Palace.
If you do keep your promiles in love,

Enter Celia and Rosalind.
Biit juftly as you have exceeded all promise, C! Why, cousin ; why, Rosalind ;--Cupid, have
Your mistress shall be happy.

mercy !--Not a word ?
Rof. Gentleman,

Rof. Not one to throw at a dog.
[Giving him a chain from her neck. Cel. No, thy words are too precious to be cast
Wear this for me; one out of fuits with fortune ; away upon curs, throw some of them at me;
That could give more, but that her hand lacks means. come, lame me with reasons.
Shall we go, coz?

Rol. Then there were two cousins laid up; when
Cel. Ay :-Fare you well, fair gentleman. the one thould be lam'd with reasons, and the
Orla. Can I not say, I thank you! My better other mad without any.
parts

[up, Cel. But is all this for your father?
Are all thrown down; and that which here stands Ref. No, fome of it is for my chile's father :
Is but a quintaine", a mere lifeless block. Oh, how full of briars is this working-'ay world!
Roj. He calls us back : My pride fell with my Cel. They are but burs, cousin, bronn upon
fortunes :

thee in holiday fooltry ; if we waik net in the I'll ask him what he would :-Did you call, fir?- trodden paths, our very perticoats will catch them. Sir, you have wrestled well, and overthrown Rof. I could thake them off my coat; tbere burs More than your enemies.

are in my heart.
Cel. Will you go, coz?

Cel. Hem them away.
Raf. Have with you :--Fare you well.

Roj. I would try; if I could cry, hem, and
[Exeunt Rosalind and Celia. haye bim.
Orla. Whar passion hangs thele weights upon

Cil. Come, come, wrestle with thy affetions. my tongue ?

R. O, they take the part of a better wreitler
I cannot speak to her, yet the urg'd conference. than myself.
Exier Le Beau.

Col. O, a good with upon you! you will try
O poor Orlando ! thou art overthrown;

in time, in despight of a fall.--But, turning these Or Charles, or fomething weaker, masters thee. jelts out of ierice, let us talk in good earnest : Is

L. Beau. Good fır, I do in friendship counsel you it poftible on such a sudden you should fall into fo
To leave this place : Albeit you have deserv'd 1trong a liking with old sir Rowland's youngest
High commendation, true applause, and love ; fon?
Yet such is now the duke's condition”,

Ros. The duke my father lov'd his father
That he misconftrues all that you have done. dearly.
The duke is humourous; what he is, indeed, Cel. Doth it therefore ensue, that you thould
More fuits you to conceive, than me to speak of. love his son dearly? By this kind of chase, I

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should hate him, for my father hated his father Cel. Pronounce that sentence then on me, my dearly!: yet I liare not Orlando.

I cannot live out of her company. (liege; Ref. No, faith, hate him not, for fake. Duke. You are a fool ;---You, niece, provide Cel. Why Should I not ? doth he not delerve

yourself; well?

If you out-1tay the time, upon mine honour,
Enter Dukr, with lord:.

A:id in the greatness of my word, you die.
Rof. Let me love him for that; and do you love

[Excunt Dike, 3's him, because I do :- Look, here comes the duke. Cel. O my poor Rosalind! whither wilt thou go?

Cel. With his eyes full of anger. (hatte, Wilt thou change fathers? I will give thee mine.

Duke. Mitress, dispatch you with your safet I eimar ge thee, be not thou more griev'd than I am. And get you from our court.

Rof. I have more cause. Rol. Me, uncie ?

Cel. Thou haft not, cousin ; Duke. You, cousin.

Pr’ythee, be cheerful: know'st thou not, the duke Within these ten days if that thou be'st found Hath banish'd me bis daughter? So near our publick cout as twenty miles,

Rol. That he hath not.

[love Thou dient for it.

Cel. No? hath not ? Rofalind lacks then she Rof. I do beseech your grace,

Which teacherh thee that thou and I am one: Ler ine the knowledge of my fault bear with me : Shall we be funderd: fhall we part, sweet gir: ? If with myself I hold intelligence,

No; let my father seek anothier heir. Or have acquaintance with my own defires; Therefore devile with me, how we may Aly', Is that I do not dream, or be not frantick, Whither to go, and what to bear with us : (15 I do truit, lain not) then, dcar uncle, And do not seek to take your change upon ! Oul, Never, so much an in a thouglit unborn, To bear your griefs yourfelf, and leave me out ; Did I oftend your liglunefs.

For, by this heaven, now at our furrows pale, Duke. Thus do all trutors ;

Say what thou canit, I'll go along with tiee. I their purgation did confint in words,

Roj: Why, whither thall we go? They are its innocent as grace itself:-

it. To leek my uncle in the forest of Ardes. Let it futlice thee, that I trust thee not.

Ro. Alas, what danger will it be to us,
Rof. let your miltrust cannot make me a traitor: Mids as we are, to travel forth fu for!
Tell me, whereon the likelihood dependi. Beauty provoketh thieves fooner than gold.
Duke. Thou art thy father's daugliter, there's Cl. I'll put myielt in poor and mean atire,
enough.

(dom; And with a kind of umber smirch my face;
Ref. So was 1 when your higiiness took his duke- The like do you; fo Thall we país cons,
So was I, when your highneis bunith'd him : And never itir affilants.
Treason is ne! inherited, my lord ;

Ref. Were it not better,
Or, if we did derive it from our friends,

Becaufethit I am more than common till,
What's that to me? my father was no trator : That I did fuit me all points like a man?
Then, good my licge, miftake me not so much, gallant curtie-ax ? upon my thigli,
To think mv poverty is treacherous.

A boar-jear in my hand; and (in my heart Cel. Dear fovereign, hear me peak. sakc, lie there w hat hidden woman's tear there wil!}

Duke. Ay, Celia ; we but itay'd her for your We'll have a lwuhing 3 and a martial outhde ; Else had the with her father rang d along. li many other mannish cowards have,

Cel. I did not then entreat to have her stay, Tluat do outace it with their fembliances. It was your pleasure, and your own remorte; Cel. What shall I call thee, when thou art a I was too young that time to value her,

maa?

(page ; But now I know her : if the be a traitor,

Ref. I'll have no worse a name than Jove's owa Why, so am I: we still have flept together, And therefore look you call me, Canimei. Role at an instant, learn’d, play'd, erit together; But wlat will you be call'd ? And whereioe'er we went, like Juno's swans, Cei. Somithing that hith a reference to my ftare; Still we went coupled, and inseparable.

No longer Celin', but Alena. Duke. She is 100 lubtle for thee; and her Rif. But, coufin, whiti if we allay'd to steal smoothnet,

The clownish fool out of your father's court: Her very filence, and her patience,

Would he not be a comfort to our travel ? Speak to the people, and they pity her.

Col. He'll go along o’erthe wide world with me; Thou art a fool : the rubs thee of thy name ; Leave me alone to woo him: Let's away, And thou wilt thow more bright, and seem more And get our jewels and our wealth together : Virtuous,

Devise the fititit time, and lafest way When she is gone : then open not thy lips ; To hide us from pursuit that will be made Firm and irrevocable is my doom

After my flight: Now go we in content ; Which I have patt upon her; she is banish'd. ITo liberty, and not to baniihment. [Exeun.

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i Lord. O, yes, into a thousand fimilies,

First, for his witping in the needless tream; The Forcji of siden.

* Poor deer," quoth he, “thou mak'it a testament Ender Duke Sinior, Arniens, and two or thice Lordi « To that which has too much." Then, being alone,

" As worldlings do, giving thy sum of more like Forcficrs.

Left and abandon'd of his velvet friends; Duke Sen. OW, my co-mates, and brothers “ "Tis right,” quoth he; “ thus mifery doth part in exile,

" The flux of company.” Anon, a careless herd, Hath not old custom made this life more sweet Full of the pasture, jumps along by him, Than that of painted pomp? Are not there and never Itays to greet him; “Ay," quoth Jaques, woods

Sweep on, you fat and greasy citizens ; More free from peril than the envious court! “ 'Tis just the fathion: Wherefore do you look Here feel we but the penalty of Adam,

“ Upon that poor and broken bankrupt there?” The feasons' difference; as the icy fang,

Thus most invectively he pierceth through
And churlith chiding of the winter's wind; The boily of the country, city, court,
Which when it bites and blows upon my body, Yea, and of this our life; swearing, that we
Even 'till I thrink with cold, I innile, and fay;--- Are mere ufurpers, tyrants, and what's worse,
Thuis is no fattery: thele are countellas To fright the animads, and to kill them up,
That feelingly perfuade me what I am.

In their atlign’d and native dwelling-place.
Sweet are the utes of advertity;

Duke Sin. And did you leave him in this con.
Which, like the tond, ugly and venomous,

templation?

[ing Wears yet a precious jewel in his head":

2 Lord. We did, iny lord, weeping and comment-
And this our life, exempt from public haunt, Upon the sobbing deer.
Finis tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, Duke San. Show me the place ;
Sermons in itones, and goxx in every thing-(grace, I love to cope 3 him in these sullen fits,

Ami, I would not change it: Haply is your For tien he's full of matter.
That can translate the fubloniness of fortune 2 Lord. I'll bring you to him straight. [Extuni,
Into fo quiet and so sweet a itile.
Del Sen. Come, fhall we go and kill us vcnifon

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And yet it irks me, the pour dappled fools,

The Palace
Being nuive burghers of this deiert city,
Soy uld, in their own contines, with forked hends 2

Enter Duke Frederick with Lords.
Have their round haunches gor'd.

Duke. Can it be poffible, that no man saw them? i lord. Indceu, my lord,

It cazinot he: fome villains of my court
The melancholy Jaques grieves at that ;

Are of content and furter:ince in this.
And, in that kind, twears you do more ufurp

i Lord. I cannot hear of any that did see her. Thamesith your brother that buih bunich'd yoii.

The ladies, her attendants of her chamber,
Today my lord of Amiens, and myself,

Saw her a-bed; and, in the morning early,
Dd iteal behind him, as he lay along

They found the bed untrealurid of their mistress.
Under an aik, wlue antique suxit peeps out

2 Lord. My lord, the roynith 4 clown, at whom l'pon the brook that brawls along this wood;

fo oft
To the which place a poor fequeftred (tag, Your grace was wort to laugh, is also milling,
Thar from the hunters' aim od ta'en a hurt, Helperia, the princess' gentlewoman,
Did come to languith; and, indeed, my lord, Confesses, that the secretly o'erheard
The wretched animal heat’u forth fuch givans, Your daughter and her cousin much commend
That their difahuge did ftretch his leathern coat The parts and graces of the wrestler
Almost to buiting; and the big round tears That did but lately foil the finewy Charles;
Cours'd one another down his innocent noie And the believes, wherever they are gone,
In piteous chale: and thus the hairy fool, That youth is furely in their company. (ther;
Much marked of the melancholy Jaque,

Duke. Send to his brother; fetch that gallant hi.
Stod on the extremeit verge of the fwift brook, If he be abfent, bring his brother to me,
Augmenting it with tears.

I'll make him find him : do this luddenly ;
Duke Sen. But what taid Jaques ?

And let not search and inquisition quails
Did he not moralize this ípectacle?

To bring again these foolish runaways. [Exeunen ' This alludes to an opinion then prevalent, that in the head of an old toad was to be found a fone, or pearl, to which great virtues were afcribed. This stone has been often fought, but never found.

s To quail 2 Mcaning, with arrows. 3 That is, encounter him. 4i, c, fcurvy, mangy: ti to f126.

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