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able. Bon jour, monsieur Le Beau.

What's the

news ?

Le Beau. Fair princess, you have lost much good sport.

Cel. Sport? Of what color?

Le Beau. What color, madam ? How shall I answer you?

Ros. As wit and fortune will.
Touch. Or as the destinies decree.
Cel. Well said ; that was laid on with a trowel.
Touch. Nay, if I keep not my rank,
Ros. 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.

Ros. Yet 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.

Cel. Well,—the beginning, that is dead and buried.

Le Beau. There comes an old man, and his three sons,

Cel. I could match this beginning with an old tale.

Le Beau. Three proper young men, of excellent growth and presence ;

Ros. 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.

Ros. Alas!

Touch. But what is the sport, monsieur, that the ladies have lost?

Le Beau. Why, this that I speak of.
Touch. Thus men may grow wiser every day!

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is the first time that ever I heard, breaking of ribs was sport for ladies.

Cel. Or I, I promise thee.

Ros. 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.

Cel. Yonder, sure, they are coming. Let us now stay and see it.

Flourish. Enter DUKE FREDERICK, Lords, ORLANDO,

CHARLES, and Attendants. Duke F. Come on; since the youth will not be entreated, his own peril on his forwardness.

Ros. Is yonder the man?
Le Beau. Even he, madam.
Cel. Alas, he is too young; yet he looks successfully.

Duke F. How now, daughter and cousin ? are you crept hither to see the wrestling ?

Ros. Ay, my liege; so please you give us leave.

Duke F. You will take little delight in it, I can tell you, there is such odds in the men. 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.

Cel. Call him hither, good monsieur Le Beau. Duke F. Do so; I'll not be by. [Duke goes apart.

Le Beau. Monsieur the challenger, the princesses call for you.

Orl. 'I attend them, with all respect and duty.

Ros. Young man, have you challenged Charles the wrestler ?

Orl. No, fair princess; he is the general challenger. I come but in, as others do, to try with him the strength of my youth.

Cél. 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.

Ros. 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.

Orl. 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 is 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.

Ros. The little strength that I have, I would it were

with you.

Cel. And mine, to eke out hers.

Ros. Fare you well. Pray Heaven, I be deceived in you!

Cel. Your heart's desires be with you.

Cha. Come, where is this young gallant, that is so desirous to lie with his mother earth?

Orl. Ready, sir; but his will hath in it a more modest working

Duke F. You shall try but one fall.

Cha. No, I warrant your grace; you shall not entreat him to a second, that have so mightily persuaded him from a first.

Orl. You mean to mock me after ; you should not have mocked me before; but come your ways.

1 Johnson thought we should read therein." Mason proposed to read herein.

2 Gracious was anciently used in the sense of the Italian gratiato. i. e. graced, favored, countenanced; as well as for graceful, comely, well favored, in which sense Shakspeare uses it in other

places.

Ros. Now, Hercules be thy speed, young man !

Cel. I would I were invisible, to catch the strong fellow by the leg.

[CHA. and ORL. wrestle. Ros. O excellent young man!

Cel. If I had a thunderbolt in mine eye, I can tell who should down. [CHARLES is thrown. Shout.

Duke F. No more, no more.

Orl. Yes, I beseech your grace; I am not yet well breathed.

Duke F. How dost thou, Charles ?

Le Beau. He cannot speak, my lord. When

Orl. Orlando, 'my liege; the youngest son of sir Rowland de Bois.

Duke F. I would thou hadst been son to some

man else.

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The world esteemed thy father honorable,
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 FRED., Train, and LE BEAU. Cel. Were I my father, coz, would I do this?

Orl. 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.

Ros. My father loved sir Rowland as his soul,
And all the world was of my father's mind.

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Had I before known this young man his son,
I should have given him tears unto entreaties,
Ere he should thus have ventured.
Cel.

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;

I Calling here means appellation; a very unusual if not unprecedented use of the word.

1

!

If

you do keep your promises in love
But justly, as you have exceeded all promise,
Your mistress shall be happy.
Ros.

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? Cel.

Ay.-Fare you well, fair gentleman. Orl. 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. Ros. He calls us back; my pride fell with my

fortunes; l'll ask him what he would.—Did you call, sir? Sir, you have wrestled well, and overthrown More than your enemies. Cel.

coz? Ros. Have with you.—Fare you well.

Exeunt ROSALIND and CELIA. Orl. What passion hangs these weights upon my

tongue ? I cannot speak to her, yet she urged conference.

Will you go,

Re-enter LE BEAU.
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poor

Orlando! Thou art overthrown;
Or Charles, or something weaker, masters thee.

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 me to speak of.

Orl. I thank you, sir; and, pray you, tell me this:

1 Out of suits appears here to signify out of favor, discarded by fortune. To suit with anciently signified to agree with.

2 His better parts, i. e. his spirits or senses. A quintain was a figure set up for tilters to run at in mock resemblance of a tournament.

3 i. e. temper, disposition. Humorous is capricious .

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