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Of these events at full: Let us go in;

(But were the day come, I should wish it dark, And charge us there upon inter'gatories,

That I were couching with the doctor's clerk. And we will answer all things faithfully.

Well, while I live, I'll fear no other thing
Gra. Let it be so: The first intergatory, So sore, as keeping safe Nerissa's ring.
That my
Nerissa shall be sworn on, is,

5 Whether till the next night she had rather stay;

[Exeunt omnes. Or go to bed now, being two hours to day:




WILLLAM, in love with Audrey. FREDERICK, Brother to the Duke, and Usurper. Sir OLIVER MAR-TEXT, a ricar. AMIENS,

Lori's attending upon the Duke, in CHARLES, wrestler to the usurping Duke Free JAQUES, his bunishment.

LE Beau, a Courtier attending upon Frederick Desnis, serrunt to Oliver.
OLIVER, eldest son to Sir Rowland de Boys.

ROSALIND, daughter to the Duke.
brothers to Oliver.
} younger

CELIA, duughter to Frederick.
ADAM, an old servant of Sir Rowland de Boys. Phebe, a shepherdless.
Touchstone, a Clorun.

AUDREY, a country wench.

A person representing Hymen.

Lords belonging to the two Dukes ; with pages, foresters, and other attendants. The SCENE lies, first, near Oliver's house; and, afterwards, purtly in the Duke's court, and

purtly in the forest of Arden.

А ст I.

fof a brother, and, as much as in him lies, inines Oliver's Orchard.

my gentility with my education. This isit, Adam,

that grieves me; and the spirit of my father, Enter Orlando and Adam.

which I think is within me, begins to mutiny Orlando. AS.I remember, Adam, it was upon 5 lagainst this servitude: I will no longer endure

this fashion bequeathed me:- By it, though yet I know no wise reinedy how to will, but a poor thousand crowns; and, as thou avoid it. say'st, charg'd my brother on his blessing, to

Enter Oliver. breed me well: and there begins my sadness. My Adam. Yonder comes my master, your brother. brother Jaques he keeps at school, and report 10 Orla. Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt hear how speaks goldenly of his profit : for my part, he

lhe will shake me up: keeps me rustically at home, or, to speak more Oli. Now, sir! what make you here? properly, stays' me here at home, unkept; For Orla. Nothing: I am not laught to make any call you that keeping for a gentleman of my birth,

thing. that differs not from the stalling an ox? His 15 Oli. What mar you then, sir? horses are bredbetter; for, besides that they are fair Orla. Marry, sir, I am helping you to mar that with their feeding, they are taught their manage, (which God made, a poor unworthy brother of and to that end riders dearly hired: but I, his yours, with idieness. brother, gain pothing under him but growth; for Oli. Marry, sir, be better employed, and be the which bis animals on his dunghills are as much 20 nought awhile? bound to him as I. Besides this nothing that he so Orla. Shall I keep your hogs, and eat husks plentifully gives me, the something that nature with them? What prodigal portion have I spent, gave me, his countenance seems to take from me: that I should come to such penury? he lets me feed with his hinds, bars me the place Oli. Know you where you are, sir ?

Dr. Warburton thinks we should read styes, i. e. keeps me like a brute, * Probably meaning, be content to be a cypher, or of no consequence for the present.



young in this.

Orla. O, sir, very well: here in your orchard. Oli. Good monsieur Charles !-what's the new Oli. Know you before whom, sir?

news at the new court? Orla. Ay, better than he, I ain before, knows Cha. There's no pews at the court, sir, but the

I know you are my eldest brother; and, in! old news: that is, the old duke is banish'd by his the gentle condition of blood, you should so know 5 younger brother, the new duke; and three or me: The courtesy of nations allows you my better, four loving lords have put themselves into voin that you are the first-born; but the same tra- luntary exile with him, whose land and revenues dition takes not away my blood, were there twen- enrich the new duke, therefore he gives them ty brothers betwixt us ; I have as much of my fa- good leave to wander. ther in me as you; albeit, I confess your coming 10 Oli. Can you tell, if Rosalind, the old duke's before me is nearer to his reverence.

daughter, be banished with her father? Oli. What, boy!

Cha. 0, no; for the new duke's daughter, her Orla. Conie, come, elder brother, you are too cousin, so loves her,-being ever from their cra

dles bred together, that she would have followed Oli. Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain'? 15 her exile, or have died to stay behind her. She

Orla. I am no villain “: I am the youngest son is at the court, and no less beloved of her uncle of sir Rowland de Boys; he was my father; and than his own daughter; and never two ladies he is thrice a villain, that says, such a father begou loved as they do. villains: Wert thou not my brother, I would not Oli. Where will the old duke live? take this hand from thy throat, 'till this other had 20 Cha. They say, he is already in the forest of pulled out thy tongue for saying so ; thou hast Arden, and a many merry men with him; and railed on thyself.

there they live like the old Robin Hood of Eng. Adam. Sweet masters, be patient ; for your land: they say, many young gentlemen Hock to father's remembrance, be at accord.

him every day; and fleet the time carelessly, as Oli. Let me go,


|25 they did in the golden world. Orla. I will not, 'till I please; you shall heart oli. What, you wrestle to

morrow before the me. My father charg‘d you in his will to give me new duke? good education : you have train'd me up like a Cha. Marry, do I, sir, and I come to acquaint peasant, obscuring and hiding from me all gentle- you with a matter. I am given, sir, secretly to man-like qualities : the spirit of my father grows 30 understand that your younger brother Orlando strong in me, and I will no longer endure it : hath a disposition to come in disguis'd against me therefore allow me such exercises as may become to try a tall: To-morrow, sir, I wrestle for my a gentleman, or give me the poor allottery my credit; and he that escapes me without some father left me by testament; with that I will go broken limb, shall acquit him well. Your brother buy my fortunes.

35 is but young, and tender; and, for your love, I Oli. And what wilt thou do? beg, when that is would be loth to foil him, as I must for mine own spent? Well, sir, get you in: I will not long be honour, if he come in: therefore, out of my love troubled with you: you shall have some part of you, I came hither to acquaint you withal ; that your will; I pray you, leave me.

either you might stay him from his intendment, Orla. I will no further ottend you than becomes 40 or brook such disgrace well as he shall run into; me for my good.

in that it is a thing of his own search, and altogeOli. Get you with him, you old dog.

ther against my will. Adam. Is old dog my reward? Most true, ] oli. Charles, I thank thee for thy love to me, have lost my teeth in your service.--God be with which thou shalt find, I will most kindly requite. my old master, he would not bave spoke such a 45|I had myself notice of my brother's purpose herein, word.

[Errunt Orlundo and Adum. and haveby underhand means laboured to dissuade Oli. Is it even so begin you to grow upon me?

bim from it; but lie is resolute. I'll tell thee, I will physic your rankness, and yet give no thou- Charles--it is the stubbornest young fellow of sand crowns neither. Holla, Dennis!

France; full of ambition, an envious emulator of Enter Dennis.

50 every man's good parts, a secret and villainous

contriver against me his natural brother; therefore Den. Calls your worship?

use thy discretion: I had as lief thou didst break his Oli. Was not Charles, the duke's wrestler, here neck, as his finger; and thou wert best look to't, to speak with me?

for if thou dost him any slight disgrace, or if he do Den. So please, he is here at the door, and 55 not mightily grace bimself on thee, he will practise importunes access to you.

against thee by poison ; entrap thee by some treaOli. Call him in. -[Exit Dennis.] 'Twill be a cherous device; and never leave thee, 'till he hath good way; and to-morrow the wrestling is. ta'en thy life by some indirect means or other:

for, I assure thee, and almost with tears I speak Enter Charles.

60 it, there is not one so young and so villainous, this Cha. Good-morrow to your worship.

day living. I speak it but brotherly of him, but


· Villain here means, a wicked or bloody man. of low extraction.

: But in this place Orlando uses it for a fellow


should I anatomize him to thee as he is, I must Ros. Nay, now thou goest from fortune's office blush 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. Cha. I am heartily glad I came hither to you:

Enter Touchstone, a clown. If he come to-morrow, I'll give bin, his payment : 5 Cel. No? When nature hath made a fair crea. if ever he go alone again, I'll never wrestle for ture, may she not hy fortune fall into the fire-prize more. And so, God keep your worship! Though nature hath given us wit to flout at for

Erit. tune, hath not fortune sent in this fool to cut off Oli. Farewel, good Charles. Now will I stir

the argument? this gamester: I hope, I shall see an end of him; 10 Ros. Indeed there is fortune too hard for nafor my soul, yet I know not why, hates 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 learn'd; 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 15 wits too dull to reason of such goddesses, hath sent people, who best know liim, that I ain altogether this natural for our whetstone: for always the dulmisprised: but it shall not be so long; this wrestler ness of the fool is the whetstone of the wits. How shall clear all: nothing remains, but that I kindle now, wit? whither wander you? tu: boy thither, which now I'll go about. [Exit. Clo. Mistress you must comeaway to your father.

20 Cel. Were you made the messenger? SCENE II.

Clo. No, by mine honour; but I was bid to An open walk before the Duke's palace.

come for you.

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

Clo. Ofacertain knight, that swore by his honour Cel. I pray thee, Rosalind, sweet my coz, be 25 they were good pancakes, and swore by his honour merry.

the mustard was naught: now I'll stand to it, the Ros. 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 the knight forsworn. Unless you could teach ine to forget a banisl’d Cil. How

prove you that, in the great heap ou father, you must not learn me how to remember 30 your knowledge. any extraordinary pleasure.

Ros. Ay, marry; now unmuzzle your wisdom. Cel. Herein, I see, thou lov'st me not with the Clo. Stand you both forth now; stroke your full weight that I love thee: if my uncle, thy ba- chins, and swear by your beards that Fam a knave. nished father, bad banished thy uncle, the duke my Cel. By our beards, if we had thein, thou art. father, so thou hadst been still with me, I could 35 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 that that is not, you are not so would'st thou, if the truth of thy love to me forsworn; no more was this knight, swearing by were so righteously temper'd as mine is to thee. his honour, for he never bad any; or if he had,

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

o pancakes or that mustard. Cel. You know, my father hath no child but I, Cel. Prytlee, who is it that thou mean'st? nor none is like to have; and, truly, when he dies, Cio. One that old Frederick, your father, loves. thou shalt be his heir : for what he hath taken Cel. My father's love is enough to honour him: away froin thy father perforce, I will render thee Enough! speak no more of him; you'll be whipp'd again in affection ; by mine honour, I will; and 45 for taxation, one of these days. when I break that oath, let me turn monster: Clo. The more pity, that fools may not speak therefore my sweet Rose, my dear Ruse, be wisely what wise men do foolishly. merry.

Cel. By my troth, thou say'st true; for since the Ros. From henceforth I will, coz, and derise little wit, that fools have, was silenc'd, the little sports: let me see ; What think you of falling in 50 foolery, that wise men have, makes a great show. love?

Here comes Mousieur Le Beau. Cel. Marry, I pr’ythee, do, to make sport

Enter Le Beau. withal: but love no man in good earvest; nor no Ros. 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 blush thou may’st in honour come off again. Ros. What shall be our sport then?

Ros. Then shall we be news-cranın'd. Cel. Let us sit and mock the good housewife, Cel. All the better; we shall be the more Fortune, from her wheel, that her gilts may hence- marketable. Bon jour, Monsieur le Beau; what's forth be bestowed equally.

the news? Ros. I would we could do so; for her benefits 60 Le Beau. Fair princess, you have lost much are mightily misplaced: and the bountiful blind good port. woman doth most mistake in her gifts to women. Col. Sport? of what colour?

Cel. 'Tis true: for those, that she makes fair, Le Beau. What colour, madam? How shall I she scarce makes honest; and those that she makes answer vou? honest, she makes very ill-favour’dly:

165) Ros. As wit and fortune will,

55 their young



Clo. Or as the destinies decree.

but he will not be entreated : Speak to him, ladies ; Cl. Well said; that was laid on with a trowel'.

see if you can move him. Clo. Nay, it I keep not my rank,

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

Duke. Do so; I'll not be by. [Drike goes apart. Le Beau. You amaze me', ladies: I would have 5 Le Beau. Monsieur the challenger, the printold you of good wrestling, which you

have lost cesses call for you. the strait of.

Orlu. I attend them with all respect and cluty. ko: Yet tell us the manner of the wrestling. kos. Young inan, have you challenged Charles

Le Bull. I will tell you the beginning, and, if it the wrestler? please your iaclyships, you may see the end ; fo:10 Orlu. No, fair princess; he is the general chalthe best is yet tu do; and here, where you are, lenger: I come but in as others do, to try with they are com ng to perform it.

in the strength of my youth. Cel. Well,—ine 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 15 maii's strength: if you saw yourseli with your şons,

eyes, or knew yourself with your judgment, the Cil. I could match this beginning with an old tear of your adventure wouid counsel you to a more tale.

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

20 attempt. kos. With biils' on their necks,-Be it known Ros. Do, young sir: your reputation shall not unto al! min these presents,

therefore be misprised: we will make it our suit to Le Beuu. The eldest of the three wrestled with the duke, that the wrestling might not go forward. Charles, the duke's wrestler; wbich Charles in a Orla. I beseech you, punish me not with your moment threw bim, and broke three of nis ribs, 25 hard thoug its : wherein I conless me much guilty, that there is little hope of life in him: so he serv'd to deny so fair and excellent ladies any thing. But the second, and so the third: Yonder they lie; let your fair eyes, and gentle wishes, go with me the poor old man, their father, making such piti- to my trial: wherein if I be foii’d, there is but ful dole over them, that all the beholders take his shan'd that was never gracious; if kill d, but part with weeping.

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

friends no wrong, for I have won 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 lost?

in the world I fill up a place, which may be better Le Btau. Why this, that I speak of.

supplied when I have made it empty. Clo. Thus men may grow wiser every day! It35 Ros. The little strength that I bäve, I would it is the first time that ever I heard, breaking of ribs were with you. was sport for ladies.

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

Ros. Fare

you well. Pray heaven I be deceiv'd Ros. But is there any else longs to see this broken

in you! musick in his sides? is there yet another dotes 40 Cel. Your heart's desires be with you! upon rib-brcaking? Shall we see this wrestling, Cha. Come, where is this young gallant, that cousin ?

is so desirous to lie with his mother earth? Le Beau. You must, if you stay here: for here Orlu. Ready, sir; but his will bath in it a more is the place appointed for the wrestling, and they nodest working. are ready to perform it.

45 Duke. You shall try but one fall. Cel. Yonder, sure, they are coming: Let us Chu. No, I warrant your grace; you shall not now stay and see it.

entreat him to a second, that have so mightily Flourish. Enter Duke Frederick, Lords, Or- persuaded hin from a first. lando, Charles, and attendants.

Orla. You mean to mock me after; you should Duke. Come on: since the youth will not be 50 not have mocked me before: but come your ways. ertreated, his own peril on his forwardness.

Ros. Now, Hercules b. thy speed, young man! Ros. Is yonder the man?

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

fellow by the leg !

[They wrestle. Cel. Alas, he is too young: yet he tooks suc- Ros. O excellent young man ! cessfully.

55 Col. If I had a thunderbolt in mine eye, I can Duki. How now, daughter and cousin? are you: tell who should down.

[Shout. crept hither to see the wrestling?.

Duke. No more, no more. (Charles is threren. Ros. Ay, my liege, so please you give us leave. Ortu. 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 oto0 Duke. How dost thou, Charles ? the challenger's youth, I would fain dissuade liim, Le Brau. He cannot speak, my lord.

A proverbial expression implying a glaring falshood. ? Amaze here signifies to confuse, so as to put him out of the intended warrative. xi. e. bills accepting of tie challenge given by Charles, the Duke's wrestler.

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