1 Page. You are deceived, sir: we kept time; we lost not our time. Touch. By my troth, yes; I count it but time lost to hear such a foolish song. God be wi' you; and God mend your voices.—Come, Audrey. [Exeunt. SCENE IV.-Another Part of the Forest. Duke S. Dost thou believe, Orlando, that the boy Orl. I sometimes do believe, and sometimes do not, As those that fear to1 hope, and know they fear. Enter ROSALIND, SILVIUS, and PHEBE. Ros. Patience, once more, whiles our compact is heard2. [To the DUKE.] You say, if I bring in your Rosalind, You will bestow her on Orlando here? Duke S. That would I, had I kingdoms to give with her. Ros. [To ORLANDO.] And you say, you will have her, when I bring her? Orl. That would I, were I of all kingdoms king. Phe. That will I, should I die the hour after. You'll give yourself to this most faithful shepherd? Ros. [To SILVIUS.] You say, that you'll have Phebe, if she will? Sil. Though to have her and death were both one thing. Ros. I have promis'd to make all this matter even. Keep you your word, O duke! to give your daughter ;— You yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter:Keep you your word, Phebe, that you'll marry me; Or else, refusing me, to wed this shepherd :Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll marry her, If she refuse me :-and from hence I go, To make these doubts all even-even so3. [Exeunt ROSALIND and CELIA. Duke S. I do remember in this shepherd-boy Some lively touches of my daughter's favour. they in f. e. 2 urg'd: in f. e. 3 These two words are not in f. e. Orl. My lord, the first time that I ever saw him, Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY. Jaq. There is, sure, another flood toward, and these couples are coming to the ark. Here comes a pair of very strange beasts, which in all tongues are called fools. Touch. Salutation and greeting to you all. Jaq. Good my lord, bid him welcome. This is the motley-minded gentleman, that I have so often met in the forest he hath been a courtier, he swears. Touch. If any man doubt that, let him put me to my purgation. I have trod a measure; I have flattered a lady; I have been politic with my friend, smooth with mine enemy; I have undone three tailors; I have had four quarrels, and like to have fought one. Jaq. And how was that ta'en up? Touch. 'Faith, we met, and found the quarrel was upon the seventh cause. Jaq. How the seventh cause ?-Good my lord, like this fellow. Duke S. I like him very well. Touch. God 'ild' you, sir; I desire you of the like. I press in here, sir, among the rest of the country copulatives, to swear, and to forswear, according as marriage binds, and blood breaks.-A poor virgin, sir, an ill-favoured thing, sir, but mine own: a poor humour of mine, sir, to take that that no man else will. Rich honesty dwells like a miser, sir, in a poor-house, as your pearl in your foul oyster. Duke S. By my faith, he is very swift and sententious. Touch. According to the fool's bolt, sir, and such dulcet diseases. Jaq. But, for the seventh cause; how did you find the quarrel on the seventh cause? Touch. Upon a lie seven times removed.-Bear your body more seeming, Audrey.-As thus, sir. I 1 Yield. did dislike the cut of a certain courtier's beard: he sent me word, if I said his beard was not cut well, he was in the mind it was: this is called the แ retort courteous." If I sent him word again, it was not well cut, he would send me word, he cut it to please himself: this is called the "quip modest." If again, it was not well cut, he disabled my judgment: this is called the "reply churlish." If again, it was not well cut, he would answer, I spake not true: this is called the (6 reproof valiant." If again, it was not well cut, he would say, I lied: this is called the "countercheck quarrelsome:" and so to the "lie circumstantial," and the "lie direct." Jaq. And how oft did you say, his beard was not well cut? Touch. I durst go no farther than the "lie circumstantial," nor he durst not give me the "lie direct ;" and so we measured swords, and parted. Jaq. Can you nominate in order now the degrees of the lie? Touch. O sir, we quarrel in print, by the book, as you have books for good manners: I will name you the degrees. The first, the retort courteous; the second, the quip modest; the third, the reply churlish; the fourth, the reproof valiant; the fifth, the countercheck quarrelsome; the sixth, the lie with circumstance; the seventh, the lie direct. All these you may avoid, but the lie direct; and you may avoid that too, with an if. I knew when seven justices could not take up a quarrel; but when the parties were met themselves, one of them thought but of an if, as If you said so, then I said so; and they shook hands and swore brothers. Your if is the only peace-maker; much virtue in if. Jaq. Is not this a rare fellow, my lord? he's as good at any thing, and yet a fool. Duke S. He uses his folly like a stalking-horse, and under the presentation of that he shoots his wit. Enter HYMEN, leading ROSALIND in woman's clothes; and CELIA. Still Music. Hym. Then is there mirth in heaven, When earthly things made even Atone together. Good duke, receive thy daughter, That thou mightst join her hand with his, Ros. [To DUKE S.]To you I give myself, for I am yours. [To ORLANDO.] To you I give myself, for I am yours. Duke S. If there be truth in sight, you are my daughter. Orl. If there be truth in sight, you are my Rosalind. Phe. If sight and shape be true, Why then, my love adieu ! Ros. [To DUKE S.] I'll have no father, if you be not-he: [TO ORLANDO.] I'll have no husband, if you be not he :— [TO PHEBE] Nor ne'er wed woman, if you be not she. Hym. Peace, ho! I bar confusion. 'Tis I must make conclusion Of these most strange events: If truth holds true contents. [TO ORLANDO and ROSALIND.] You and you no cross shall part: [TO OLIVER and CELIA.] You and you are [To PHEBE.] You to his love must accord, [To TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY.] You and you As the winter to foul weather. SONG. Wedding is great Juno's crown; these things: in f. e. 3 of: in f. e. Duke S. O, my dear niece! welcome thou art to me: Even daughter, welcome in no less degree. Phe. [To SILVIUS.] I will not eat my word, now thou art mine; Thy faith my fancy to thee doth combine. Enter Second Brother. 2 Bro. Let me have audience for a word or two. Duke S. Welcome, young man. That have endur'd shrewd days and nights with us, Play, music! and you brides and bridegrooms all, And thrown into neglect the pompous court? Jaq. To him will I out of these convertites There is much matter to be heard and learn'd.You [To DUKE S.] to your former honour I bequeath; Your patience, and your virtue, well deserve it :— |