Cel. And I'll sleep. \_Ej:eiu}t.
SCENE II.
Another Part of the Forest,
Enter Jagiues and Lords, in the hah'it of Foresters.
Jaq. Which is he that killed the deer ?
1 Lord. Sir, it was I.
Jaq. Let's present him to the duke, like a Ro-
man conqueror ; and it would do well to set the
deer's horns upon his head, for a branch of victory :
— Have you no song, forester, for this pur])Ose ?
'2 Lord. Yes, sir.
Jaq. Sing it ; 'tis no matter how it be in tune, so
it make noise enough.
* he<rQt o/'thouglit,] i. e. of melancholy.
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SONG.
1 . fjliat shall he have, that hilCd the deer ?
'2. His leather skin, and horns to n'car.
1. Then sins; him Innne :
Take thou no seorn, to xc^ar the horn ; ( l^^ '^^^ ^l^^\
It was a crest ere thou xt-ast born. \ jcn,
1 . Thy father s father •uorc it ;
2. J)i(l thy father bore it :
AH. The horn, the horn, the lusty horn,
la not a thino- to laugh at scorn. [Exeunt
SCENE III.^
The Forest.
Enter Rosalind and Celia.
Ros. How say you now? Is it not past two
oVlock ? And heir mueli Orlando!'
Cel. 1 warrant \ on, with pure love, and troubled
hrain, he hath ta'eu his how and arrows, and is gone
t'orll; — to bleq) : — Look, who conies here.
Enter Silvius.
67/. M V errand is to you, fair youth ; —
My gentle Phcbe bid me give you this :
[^Giving a letter.
I know not the contents ; but, as I guess,
Bv the stern brow, and waspish action
'> The foregoing noisy scene was introduced only to fill up an
int( rviti, uliicli is to rcjtrcsient two hours. This contiactioii of
the time we might impute to poor llosaliud's iuipiitienee, but
that a few minutes at\er wc find Orlando sending liis excuse. I
do not seetliLit by uuy i)robable division of the Acts this absurdity
CUM he obviated. JiJUNsoN.
' and here much Orlando!'] Much ! was frequcjitly usvil
to indicate disduio.
a82 As YOU LIKE IT.
Which she did use as she was writing of ii^
It bears an angry tenour : pardon me, -
I am but as a guiltless messenger.
Ros. Patience herself would startle at this lettef j
And play the swaggerer ; bear this, bear all :
She says, I am not fair ; that I lack manners ;
She calls me proud ; and, that she could not love
me
Were man as rare as Phoenix ; Od's my will !
Her love is not the hare that I do hunt :
Why writes she so to me ? — Well, shepherd, well>
This is a letter of your own device.
Sil. No, I protest, I know not the contents ;
Phebe did write it.
Ros. Come, come, you arc a fool.
And turn VI into the extremity of love.
I saw her hand : she has a leathern hand,
A freestone-colour'd hand; I verily did think
That her old gloves were on, but 'twas her hands ;
She has a huswife's hand : but that's no matter :
I say, she never did invent this letter :
This is a man's invention, and his hand.
Sil. Sure, it is hers.
Ros. Why, 'tis a boisterous and cruel style,
A style for challengers ; why, she defies me,
Like Turk to Christian : woman's gentle brain
Could not drop forth such giant-rude invention.
Such Ethiop words, blacker in their effect
Than in their countenance : — Will you hear the
letter ?
Sil. So please you, for I never heard it yet ;
Yet heard too much of Phebe's cruelty.
Ros. She Phebes me : Mark how thy tyrant
writes.
Jrf thou god to shepherd tiirnd, [Reads,
That a maidms heart hath hurnd? —
AS YOU LIKE IT. 183
Can a woman rail thus ?
67/. Call you this railing ?
Ros. Jlliy, thy godhead laid apart,
IVarrst thou with a icomans heart ?
Did you ever hear such railing ? —
Jf'hiles the eye of man did woo me.
That could do no remyeancc'^ to me. —
Meaning me a beast. —
If the scor?i of your bright eyne
Have power to raise such love in minef
Alack, in me what strange effect
IVould they xoork in mild aspect ?
Jlliiles you chid me, I did love ;
How then might your prayers movi?
He, tJiat brings this love to thee.
Little knoxvs this love in me :
yhid by him seal up thy mind ;
Jlliether that thy youth and kind^
/fill the faithful offer take
Of me, and all that I can make ;"
Or else by him my love deny,
And then Vll study how to die.
Sil. Call you this chiding ?
Cel. Alas, poor shepherd !
]{os. Do you pity him? no, he deserves no pity. —
Wilt thou love such a woman ? — What, to make
thee an instrument, and play false strains upon the^!
not to be endured ' — Well, go your way to her, (for
1 see, love hatli made thee a tame snake,) ^ and say
* vengeance — ] is used for mischief.
J youth and kind — ] Kind is the old word for nature.
4 all that I can make ;] i. e. raise as profit from any tiling.
J / see, love hath made thee a lame snake,)] This term was,
vol.. III. Q
184 AS YOU LIKE IT.
this to her ; — That if she love me, I charge her to
love thee : if she will not, I will never have her,
unless thou entreat for her. — If you he a true lover,
hence, and not a word ; for here comes more com-
pany. \_E.vit SiLVius.
Enter Oliver.
Oil, Good-nioiTow, fair ones : Pray you, if you
know
\Miere, in the purlieus of this forest,^ stands
A sheep-cote, ienc'd about with olive-trees ?
Cel. ^^ est of this })lace, down in the neighboar
bottom.
Tile rank of osiers, by the murmuring stream,
Left on your right hand, brings you to the place ;
Bvit at this hour the house doth ke^'p itself^
'J Tic re's none within.
OH. If'tliat an eyi* may profit by a tongue,
/] hell I should know you by description ;
JSuch guRuents, and tfueh years : Tkc boy isfah\
Of U'inalcyavoiu\ mtd bestuxcs hhfisclf
LiliC (I ripe sister ; but the uwman low.
And brouner than her brother. Are not you
The owner of the house I did inquire for ?
Cel. It is no boast, being ask'd, to say, wc are.
OH. Orlando doth conniiend him to you both ;
And to that youth, he calls his Rosalind,
Jie sends this bloody napkin;' Are you he 5
111 our uuthor'ji time, fre.queiiUy used to express a poor contenip-
tihlc i't-llow.
b
— piirliont: (iftJiif; forest,'] Pitrlicu, says Manwood's Trea-
tise im the Forest Laivs, v. xx. " Is a certaine territorie of ground
a(lj;)yiun<,M',iit(> tlie (brt'st, iiitaredand bounded with unmoveable
IlJa^I^^, ineeieiJ, and bouiidurles : which territories of ground Mfi5
ttlso ibrest, and afterwards disaforestcd againe by the peranibuk-
fions made lor the scveriTig of the new forest from the old."
Keed.
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Ros. I am : What must \vc uncicrstand hy this ?
Oil. Some of my shame; if you will know of nitj
What man I am, and how, and why, and where
This handkerchief was stain'd.
Cct. I pray you, tell it.
OH. When last the young Orlando parted from
you,
He left a ])romise to return again
Within an hour ; and, pacing through tho forest,
Ciiewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy,
Lo, what befel 1 he threw his eye aside.
And, mark, what object did present itself!
Under an oak, whose boughs were moss'd with age.
And high top bald with dry antiquity,
A wretched ragged man, o'crgrown with hair,
Lav sleeping on his back : about his neck
A green and gilded snake had wreath'd itself,
Who with her head, nimble in threats, approaeh'd
The o|X}ning of his mouth ; but suddenly
ISeeing Orlando, it unlink'd itself.
And with indented glides did slip away
Into a bush : under which bush's shade
A lioness, with udders all drawn drv,
Lav couching, head on ground, with catlike watch,
Wiien that the sleeping man should stir; for 'ti*
The royal disposition of that beast.
To prey on nothing that doth seem as dead :
Tins seen, Orlando did a])proach the man.
And found it was his brother, his elder brother.
Ct'l. O, 1 have heard him speak of that same
brother ;
And hr did render'' him the most unnatural
Tliat livM 'mi>ngst men.
Oil- And well he might §<» do,
For well I know lu> was nunatmal.
• And hr (lid rt-nik-r It'nu — 1 i. v. duscribe liiin,
U -J.
18() AS YOU LIKE IT.
Ros. But, to Orlando ; — Did he leave him there.
Food to the suck'd and hungry lioness ?
OH. Twice did he turn his back, andpurpos'd sot
But kindness, nobler ever than revenge, i'
And nature, stronger than his just occasion,
Made him give battle to the lioness.
Who quickly fell before him ; in which hurtling^
From miserable slumber I awak'd.
Cei. Are you his brother ?
Ros. Was it you he rescu'd ?
Cel. Was't you that did so oft contrive to kill
him ?
OH. 'Twas I ; but 'tis not I : I do not shame
To tell you what I was, since my conversion
So sweetly tastes, being the thing I am.
Ros. But, for the bloody napkin ? —
Oil. By, and by.
When from the first to last, betwixt us two,
Tears our recountments had most kindly bath'd.
As, how I came into that desert pkce ;
In brief, he led me to the gentle duke,
Who gave me fresh array, and entertainment.
Committing me unto my brother's love ;
Who led me instantly unto his cave,
There stripp'd himself, and here upon his arm
The lioness had torn some flesh away.
Which all this while had bled ; and now he fainted,
And cry'd, in fainting, upon Rosalind.
Brief, I recover'd him ; bound up his wound ;
And, after some small space, being strong at heart,
He sent me hither, stranger as I am,
To tell this story, that you might excuse
His broken promise, and to give this napkin,
Dy'd in this blood, unto the shepherd youth
That he in sport doth call his Rosalind.
'' in rvhiJi hurtling — ] To hurtle is to move with impe-
tuosity and tumult.
9
AS YOU LIKE IT. 187
Cel. Why, how no^v, Ganymede ? sweet Gany-
mede ? [Rosalind faults.
OIL Many will swoon A>hen they do look on
blood.
Cel. There is more in it : — Cousin — Ganymede ! '
Oil. Look, he recovers.
Ros. I would, I were at home.
Cel. We'll lead you thither : —
I pray you, will you take him by the arm?
Oil. Be of good cheer, youth : — You a man ? —
You lack a man's heart.
Ros. I do so, I confess it. Ah, sir, a body would
think this was well counterfeited : I pray you, tell
your brother how well I counterfeited. — Heigh
ho!—
Oil. This was not counterfeit ; there is too great
testimony in your complexion, that it was a passion
of earnest.
Ros. Counterfeit, I assure you.
Oil. Well then, take a good heart, and countefr
feit to be a man.
Ros. So I do : but, i'faith I should have been a
woman by right.
Cel. Come, you look paler and paler ; pray you,
draw homewards : — Good sir, go with us.
Oil. That will I, for I must bear answer back
How you excuse my brother, Rosalind.
Ros. I shall devise something : But, I pray you,
commend my counterfeiting to him : — Will you go ?
[^Exeunt.
' — — Cousiti—Gani/mede f] Celia, in her first fright, forgets
RoHalind's character and disguise, and calls out cousin^ then re-
coUectb herbell, and says, Ganymtde. Johnson.
188 AS YOU LIKE ITj
ACT. V:
SCENE I. The same.
Enter Touchstone and Audrey.
Touch. We shall find a time^ Audrey; patienccj
gentle Audrey. ; ^
And. 'Faith, the priest was good enough, for ^11
tlie old gentleman's saying.
Touch. A most wicked sir Oliver, Audrey, a most
vile Mar-text. But, Audrey, thei-e is a ybuth herd
in the forest lays claim to you.
And. Ay, I know who 'tis ; he hath no interest
ill me in the World : here comes the man you mean.
Ejiter William.
Touch. It is meat and drink to me to see a clown :
Jiy my troth, we that haVe good wits, have much to
answer for ; we shall be flouting ; we cannot hold.
IVill. Good even, Audrey.
And. God ye good even, William.
TVill. And good even to you, sir. . ,,
Touch. Good even, gentle friend : Cover thy
head, cover thy head ; nay, pr'ythee, be covered.
How old are you, friend ?
, fyUl. Five and twenty, sir.
. Touch. A ripe age : Is thy name \\^illiam ?
Will. William, sir.
,)f^ch, A fair name: Wast born i' the forest
^ere ?
IVill. Ay, sir, I thank God.
Touch. Thank God; — a good answer: Art rich?
H ilL 'Faith, sir, so, so.
Touch; 60, si)y is good, very goodj very iexctllent
AS YOU LIKE IT. Ksg
^^x>(l : — and yet it is not; it is but so so. Art th(ni
wise ?
irHl. Ay, sir, I liavc a pretty wit. .,,,^y^
Toucli. ^^'hy, tliou say'st well. I 4? now rc-
moiulx-r a sayini;- : The fool doth think he is a-./.vc,
hui the xii.se man knon's himself to be afooL,, The
lieathen phil<)S')j)her, when he had a desire to eat a
^rape, would open his hps when lie put it into his
mouth ; nicanin*; thereby, that t^rapi's were made
to eat, and Hps to open. You do love this
maid ?
J nil. I do, sir.
J ouch. (live mc your hand : Art thou learned :
//'///. No, sir.
Touch. Then learn this of me ; To have, is to
liave : For it is a fisjurc in rhetorick, that drink,
heiufi^ })()ured out of a cup into a glass, by iilliut;'
the one doth empty the other : For all your writci-s
do eonsent, that ipse is he ; now you are not ipse,
for I am he.
Ji'ill. \\'hieh he, sir?
Toucfi. He, sir, that must marry this woman:
Therefore, you clown, abandon, — whi(;h is in tlic
vulgar, leave, — the society, — which in the boorish
is com])anv, — <jf this female, — which in the com-
mon is, — woman, which together is, abandon the
s«Hietv of tills female; or clown, thou ])crishcst ; or,
to thv better undcrstimdinp;, diest ; to wit, 1 kill
thee, make thee away, translate thy life into death,
thy liberty into bondage : I will deal in ])oisnu wilh
the<',«»r in bastinado, or in steel ; I will bandy with
thee m faetion ; I will o'tr-nm thee with ])olicy ; I
will kill thee a hundred and fifty ways ; therefore
hviiibic, and depart.
jh((L Do, good \\ illiaiii.
//'///. (iod ivst yon iiu'rry, sir. j^/vr/V.
igo AS' YOU LIKE IT.
Ente?' CoRiN.
Cor. Our master and mistress seek you ; come,
away, away.
Touch. Trip, Audrey, trip, Audrey;— I attend,
I attend. \_Exeunt.
SCENE II.
The same.
Enter Orlando and Oliver.
Orl. Is't possible, that on so little acquaintance
you should like her ? that, but seeing, you should
love her? and, loving, woo? and, wooing, she
should grant ? and will you persever to enjoy her ?
on. Neitiier call the giddiness of it in question,
the poverty of her, the small acquaintance, my
sudden wooing, nor her sudden consenting ; but say
with me, I love Aliena ; say, with her, that she
loves me ; consent with both, that we may enjoy
each other ; it shall be to your good ; for my fa-
ther's house, and all the revenue that was old sir
Rowland's, will I estate upon you, and here live and
die a shepherd.
*'' Enter Rosalind.
Orl. You have my consent. Let your wedding
be to-morrow : thither will I invite the duke, and
all his contented followers : Go you, and prepare
Aliena: for, look you, here comes my Rosalind.
Ros. God save you, brother.
* Oil. And you, fair sister.*
* Jnd ynu, fair sister.'] Oliver speaks to her in the character
she had assumed, of a woman courted by Orlando his brother.
Ai YOU LtkE IT. ipi
Ros. O, my dear Orlando, how it grieves me to
see thee wear thy heart in a scarf.
Orl. It is my arm.
Ros. I thought, thy heart had been wounded with
the claws of a hon.
OrL Wounded it is, but with the eyes of a lady.
Ros. Did your brother tell you how I counter-
feited to swoon, when lie showed me your handker-
chief ?
Orl. Ay, and "reatcr wonders than that.
*
Ros. O, I know where you are : — Nay, 'tis true :
there was never any thing so sudden, but the fight
of two rams, and Caesar's thrasonical brag of — I
came, sazc, and overcame : For your brother and
my sister no sooner met, but they looked ; no sooner
looked, but they loved ; no sooner loved, but they
sighed ; no sooner sighed, but they asked one ano-
ther the reason ; no sooner knew the reason, but
they souglit the remedy : and in these degrees have
they made a pair of stairs to marriage, which they
will climb incontinent, or else be incontinent before
marriage : they are in the very wrath of love, and
they will together ; clubs cannot part them.'
Orl. They shall be married to-morrow ; and I will
bid the duke to the nuptial. But O, how bitter a
thing it is to look into hajjjiiness through another
man's eyes ! By so much the more shall I tonnor-
row be at the height of heart-heaviness, by how
much I shall think my brother happy, in having
what he wishes for.
Ros. Why then, to-morrow I cannot serve your
turn for Rosalind ?
OrL 1 can live no longer by thinking.
' rlubs cannot part t/irm.'] It appears from man}' of our
old ilraiiKL-;, that, in our author's time, it wiis u common custom,
on the breaking out of a fray, to cull out '* Clubs — CltiOs,'" to
pari the combatuiits.
192 AS YOU LIKE IT.
Ros, I will weary you no longer then with idle
talking. Know of mc then (for now I speak to
some purpose,) that I know you are a gentleman of
good conceit : I speak not this, tliat you should
bear a good opinion of my knowledge, insomuch, I
say, I know you are ; neither do I lahour for a
greater esteeai than may in some little measure
draw a belief from you, to do yourself good, and
not to grace me. Believe then, if you please, that
I can do strange things : I have, since I was three
years old, conversed with a magician, most pro-
found in this art, and not yet damnable. If }'ou do
love Rosalind so near the heart as your gesture cries
it out, when your brother marries Aliena, shall you
marry her v — I know into what straits of fortune
she is driven ; and it is not impossible to me, if it
appear not inconvenient to you, to set her before
your eyes to-morrow, Imman as she is,* and without
anv danjrer.
Orl. 8peakest thou in sober meanings ?
Ros. By my life, I do ; which I tender dearly,
though I t?ay I am a magician: Therefore, put you.
in your best array, bid your friends ; ^ for if you will
be married to-morrow, you shall ; and to Rosalind,
if vou vtilL
Eutcr SiLvrus and Phebe.
Ijook, here comes a lover of mine, and a lover of
hers.
Rlie. Youth, you have done me much ungentle-
ness,
To show the letter that I Avrit to vou.
•/
-* fiiniuni as she is,'] That is, not a phantom, but the rea!
Hosalind, without any of tlie danger generally conceived to at'-
fcnd the rites of incnntation. John.sov.
^ bid ifmr JiTcnch ;] i. e. iiixtte youv friends.
AS YOU LIKE IT. 193
Ros. I care not, if I liave : it is my study,
't'o seem (lespitetul and ungentle to you :
You are tliere foUow'd by a faithful shepherd;
L(X)k upon him, love him ; he worships you.
P/ic. Goodshepherd, tell this youth what 'tis to love.
6/7. It is to he all made of sighs and tears }— ^
And so am I for Phebc.
P//t'. And I for (janymede.
Orl. And I for Rosalind.
Jtos. And I for no woman.
Sil. It is to be all made of faith and service ; —
And so am I for Phehe.
Phc. And I for Ganymede,
Oti. And I for Kosalind.
JioSi And I for no woman.
Sil. It is to be all made of fantas\%
All made of passion, and all made of wishes;
All adoration, duty, and observance,
All humbleness, all patience, and impatience,
All puritv, all trial, all obser\-auce ;^
And so am I for Phehe.
F/ic. Aild so inn I for Ganynuxle.
Or/. And so am I for Rosalind.
lifts. And so am I for no wouum.
J^hc. If this be so, why blame you me to love
you ? [To RosAlInd.
.S'/V. If this be so, why blame you me to lovi;
you ? [7(7 l^HLHE.
Or/. If this be so, why blame you \uv U) love you ?
iio.v. \N'iio do you sprak to, w//^ blame you iiic to
love IfOU ?
Orl. To her, that is not here, nor doth not hear.
llos. Pray you, no more of this ; 'tis like the
howling «)t Iri^h Wolvi's against (he moon. — 1 will
helj) you, [ To .Silvils] if I can : — I would love you,
' all obacrvancc ;] Prohabl} an error, for dbcimvcc.
194 AS YOU LIKE IT.
[To Phebe] if I could. — To-morrow meet me all
together. — I will marry you, [To Phebe] if ever I
marry woman, and I'll be married to-morrow : — I
will satisfy you, [7b Orlando] if ever I satisfied
man, and you shall be married to-morrow : — I will
content you, [To Silvius] if what pleases you con-
tents you, and you shall be married to-morrow.— As
you [To Orlando] love Rosalind, meet ; — as you
[To Silvius] love Phebe, meet ; And as I love no
woman, I'll meet. — So, fare you well; I have left
you commands.
Sil. I'll not fail, if I live. ; ^
Fhe. ' Nor I. ^
OtL Nor I. :'
[Ej;eu7ii.
SCENE III.
The same.
Enter Touchstone and Audrey.
Touch. To-morrow is the joyful day, Audrey ;
to-morrow will we be married.
Aud. I do desire it with all my heart : and I hope
it is no dishonest desire, to desire to be a woman of
the world.^ Here comes two of the banished duke's
pages.
Enter two Pages.
1 Page. Well met, honest gentleman.
Touch. By my troth, well met : Come, sit, sit^
and a song.
2 Page. We are for you : sit i'the middle.
' a 'woman of the tvorld.'] To go to the ivorld, is to be
married. So, in Much Ado about Nothing : " Tlius (says Bea-
trice) every one goes to the voorld^ but I."
AS YOU LIKE IT. 19-3
1 Poi^e- Shall we clap into't rountUy, witliout
IvAwkiiig, or spitting, or saying we are hoarse ; which
are the only j^rologues to a bad voice ?
2 Page. I'faitli, i'faith ; and both in a tune, like
two gj'psies on a horse.
SONG.
I.
It was a lover and his lass,
Jflth a hey, ami a ho, and a hey nomno.
That o'er the green corn-Jield did pass
In the spring time, the only pretty rank time,
JVhen birds do sing, hey ding a ding, ding ;
Sweet lovers love the spring.
II.
Bttueen the acres of the rye,
inth a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
These pretty country folks would lie,
In spring time, &c.
HI.
This carol they began that hour,
/nth a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino,
How that a life was but a Jlower
In spring time, &,c.
IV.
And therefore take the present time,
IVith a hey, and a ho, and a hey /lonino ;
For love is crowned with the prime
In spring time, &cc.
Touch. Truly, young gentlemen, thougii there
igd AS YOU LIKE IT.
was no greater matter in the ditty, yet the note
was very untuneable.**
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 foohsh song. God be with you ;
and (aod mend your voices ! Come, Audrey.
SCENE IV.
Another Part of the Forest^
Enter puke senior, Amiens, jAauf^, Orlando,
Oliver, and Celia.
Duke S. Dost thou beheve, Orlando, that the
boy
Can do all this that he hath promised ?
Orl. I sometimes do believe, and sometimes do
not;
As those that fe^r they hope, and know they fear.^
Enter Rosalind, Silvius, and Phebe,
Ros. Patience once more, whiles our compact is
urg'd :
lou say, if I bring iu your Rosalind,
[To f//eDuke.
You will bestow her on Orlando here ?
8 Trultf, young (rcntlemeuy &c.] The sense seems to be — Though
the XKords o/' ike song ivcrc trijiingy the mtisick xms not (as might
have been expected) good enough to compensate their defect.
'* As those that fvar they hope, and knoxv t\\cy fear.'] ' The
meaning, I tliink, is, As those ivho fear^ — thei/, even those very
perions, entertain hopes, that their fears will not be realized ; and
yet at the same time tlioy well hwxv thiit there is reason for Ihcir
fears. MALONii:.
AS \0V LIKE IT. \Qr
Duke S. That would I, had I kini^dcMiis to givf.
with Ikt.
Jios. And you say, you will have Ikt, when I
briutr hor r [Yo Orlanjx).
0;7. That would I. were I of all kini;donis king.
jKt>,i'. You say, you'll uiarry nie, if I he willing?
[7b Phebe.
Phc. That will I, shoukl I die the hour attor.
]{of>. But, if yoii do refuse to niariv uie,
You'll give yourself to this most faitliful shepherd?
Phc. So is the bargain.
Kos. You sav, tluit ycnf 11 have Phebe, if slie will?
[Tb iSjJ..VlUS.
S'd, Though to have her and <kath were both one
thing.
liofi. I have proniis'd to make all this matter even.
Keep }ou your word, O duke, to give your
daughter :• —
You yours, Orlando, to reeeivc his daughter :-—
Keep your wt»rd, Phebe, tliat you'll marry me ;
Or else, refusing me, to wed this shepherd: —
•Keep vour word, Silvius, tliat you" 11 marry hvi*,
if she rrfuse me: — and from lienee I go,
'Jo make these doubts all even.
[K.i'cu/it Rosalind dm! C^iaa.
Duke S. I do remeiidjer in this shepherd-boy
Some livrlv touehes of niv dauuhter's favour.
0/7. My lord, tlie iirsrt tin;e that 1 e^er saw
liim,
iVI<>thouglit he was a brother to yt>ur daughter:
lint, HiV g(j')d lord, this bov is forest-lKuu^
And iiath been tutor'd in the rudimeiits
Of many desjxTute studies by liis unele,
\Yiiom lie reports to be a greit in4<>iciaji,
Qbsourrd in ihr circle of this forest.