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pour affection in, it runs out.

Bot, No, that same wicked bastard of Yenus,
that was begot of thought, conceived of spleen,
and bom of madness ; that blind rascally boy,
that abuses every onelB eyes, because his own are
out, let him be judge how deep I am in love : — 111
tell thee Aliena, I cannot be out of the sight of
Orlando: 111 go find a shadow, and sigh till he
come.

CeL And 111 sleep. [Sammt

SCENE IL—Jjtother part 0/ the ForuL
Enter Jaqubs and Lords, m tht habit qf Ibrettert,

Jaa. Which is he that killed the deer?

1 Lord, Bir, it was I.

Jaq. Let's present him to the duke, like a Roman
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 purpose ?

2 2xmiYe8sir.

Jaq, Sing it ; *tis no matter how it be in tone,
so it make noise enough.

SONa

L What ihall he haT6 that kiird the dewT
1 His leather akin, and boras to wear.

Take thou no sooro to wear the horn ;

It was a oreet ere thou wast born.

1. Thj fo(her*8 fattier wore it ;
1 And thv father bore it;
AIL Hm horn, the bora, tbe Ins^ hora.
Is not a thing to laugh to loom.



Bot. Alas,dearloye,Icannotbtok thee two hours.

OrL I must attend the duke at dinner ; by two
o'clock I will be with thee again.

Bot. Ay, go your ways, go your ways ; — I knew
what yon would prove ; my friends told me as
less:-



much, and I thought no less:— that

tonguo of yours won me: — tis but one cast awa}^

and^Bo,— come, death.— Two o'clock is your hour?

OrL Ay, sweet Rosalind.

Bot. By my troth, and in good earnest, and so
Ood mend me, and by all pretty oaths that are not
dangerous, if jon break one jot of your promise,
or eome one minute behind your hour, I will think
you the most pathetical break-promise, and the
most hollow lover, and the most unworthy of her
yo« call Rosalind, that mav be chosen out of the
gross band of the unfiuthral: therefore beware
my censure, and keep your promise.

OrL With no less religion than if thou wert
indeed my Rosalind : 80, adieu.

Bot. Well, Time is tbe old justice that examines
all sioh oflanders and let Time try : Adieul

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[Exeunt.



SCENE Ul,^The IvretL
Enter Rosalind and Ceua.



Bot. How say you now? Is it not past two
o'clock? and here much Orlando I

CeL I warrant you, with pure love, and troubled
brain, he hath ta'en his bow and arrows, and is
gone forth— to sleep: Look, who comes here,
j^nter SiLyiUB.

8iL 'M.J errand is to yoUj fidr youth ;^ —
My gentle Phebe bid me give you this ;

[C^vmg a letter.
I know not the contents ; but, as I guess.
By the stem brow, and waspish acdon
Which she did use as she was writing of It,
It bears an angrj^ tenor: pardon me,
I am but as a guiltless messenger.

Bot. Patience herself would startle at this letter,
And play the swaggerer ; bear this, bear all :
She savs I am notfair ; that I lack manners ;
She calls me proud ; and, that she could not loveme
Were men as rare as phcenix ; Od's my will I
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.

Bot. Come, come, you are a fool

And tum'd hito tbe extremity of love.
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A freestone-ooluor^d hand ; I yerUy did think
That her old gloves were on, but twas her hands;
She has a hoswife's hand : but that's no matter :
I say^ the never did invent this letter ;
This IS a man^ invention, and his liand.

SiL Sure, it is hers.

Boi, Why, tis a boisterous and a 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?

JSU, So please you, for I never heard it yet;
Tet heard too much of Phebe*s cruelty.

Boi. She Phebes me: Mark how the tyrant
writes [Beads.

"Alt thoa god to shepherd iura'd.
That a nuddeu*8 heart hath boxn'd t—

Can a woman rail thus?
3tL Call you this railing?

Bot. ••Why. thy godhead laid apart,

Wan^ thou with a womaQ's heart T

Did yoa ever hear such railing ?

** Whiles the eye of man did woo me,
That ouuld do no Tongeanoe to me.— ^

Meaning me a beast. —

** If the soom of your brli^t eyne
Have power to raiM such love in mi]i%
Alaok. in me what strange effect
Would they work in mild aspect?
Wliilee you diid me, I did lore ;
How then might your prayers moTet
He that brings this lore to thee
Little knows this love in me :
And by him seal up thy mind ;
Whether that thy youth and kind
WUl the faithful offer take
Of me, and all that I can make;
Or else by him my love deny.
And then ru study how to die."

iSEZ. Call you this chiding?

Cd. Alas, poor shepherdl

Bos, Do you pity him? no, he deserves no
T)lty. — Wilt thou love such a woman ? — What, to
nake thee an instrument, and plav false strains
opon thee ! not to be endured I — Well, go your
way to her (for I see, love hath made thee a tame
snake), and say 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
Tou be a true lover, hence, and not a word ; for
here oomes more company. [Exit Silvius.

Enter OuYEB.

OU, Good morrow, fair ones: Pray you, if yon
know
Where, in the purlieus of this forest, stands
A sheepKMte, fenc'd about with olive-trees?

CeL West of this pUu^e, down in the neighbour
bottom,
The rank of osiers, by the murmuring stream.
Left on your right hand, brings you to the place :
But at this hour the house doth keep itself^
There's none within.

OH, If that an eye may profit bpr a tongue,
Then should I know yon by descnption ;
Budi garments, and such years : *' The boy is fidr,
Of female favour, and bestows himself
Like a ripe sister : the woman low.
And browner tlian her brother.** Are not you
The owner of the house I did inauire for ?

Od, It is no boast, being ask n, to say, we are.

OU, Orlando doth commend him to you both ;



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And to that jouth, he calls hif Rosalmd,
He sends this bloody napkin ; Are you he?

Bos. I am : what must we understand by this?

OU, Some of my shame ; if vou will know of ma
What man I am, and how, and why, and where
This handkerchief was stainU

CeL ' I pray yon, tell it.

OU, When last the young Orlando parted firom
He left a promise to return agam [yon,

Within an hour ; and, pacing through the forest,
Chewing the food of sweet and bitter fancy,
Lo, what befel I he threw his eye aside,
And, mark, what object did present itself 1
Under an old oak, whose boughs were mossed with
And high top bald with dry antiquity^ [age,

A wretched ragged man, oVgrown with hair,
Lay sleeping on his back : about his neck
A gieen and gilded snake had wreathed itself^
Who with her head, nimble in threats, approach^
The opening of his mouth ; but suddenly
Seeing Orlando, it unlink'd itself,
And with hidented glides did slip smst
Into a bosh : under which bush*s shade
A lioness, with udders idl drawn dry,
Lav couching, head on ground, with catlike watoh,
When that the sleeping man should stir ; for tis
The royal disposition of that beast.
To prey on nothing that doth seem as dead ;
This seen, Orlando did approach the man,
Ajid found it was his brotner, his elder brother.

CeL 0, 1 have heard him speak of that same
brother ;
And he did render him the most mmatnial
That liv*d 'mongst men.

OU, And well he might so do,

For well I know he was unnatural.

Bos. But, to OrUmdo ;^Did he leave him there,
Food to the suck*d and hungry lioness?

OU, Twice did he turn his lMick,andpurpo6*d 10 :
But kindness, nobler ever than revenge.
And nature, stronger than his just oocasioQ,
Made him five battle to the lioness,
Who quickly fell before him ; in which hurtling
From miserable slumber I awak*d.

CeL Are you his brother?

Bos, Was it you he rescued ?

OeL Wa8*t TOU that did so oft contrive to kill
him?

OU, Twas I ; but tis not I : I do not shame
To tell you what I was, smce my conversion
So sweetly tastes, being the thin^ I am.

Bos, But, for the bloody napkm? —

OU, By and by.

When fh>m the first to last, betwixt us two,
Tears our recountments had most kindly bath\l.
As, how I came into that desert phu»; —
In brief, he led me to the gentle duke^
Who gave me firesh array and entertainmer.t,
Committing me unto my brother^ love;
Who led me instantly unto his cave.
There stripped himself, and here upon hia aim
The lioness had torn some flesh away,
Which all this while had bled ; and now he fiUnted,
And cried, in fainting, upon Rosalind.
Brief, I recovered him ; bound up his wound ;
And, after some small space, being strong at heart.
He sent me hither, stranger as 1 am.
To tell this story, that you might excuse
His broken promise, and to give this napkin.
Dyed in this blood, unto the shepherd youth
That he in sport doth call his Rosalind, [mede?

OeL Why, how now, Qanymede? sweet Gany-
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OU, Many will iwoon when they do look on
blood.

CeL There is more in it >— Cousin— Qanymede I

Oli Look, he recovers.

£oi, I would I were at home.

CeL Well lead yon thither.*—
I pray you, will you take him by the arm?

Oh, Be of good cheer, youth : — You a man? —
Ton lack a man's heart

Bos, I do so, I confess it. Ah, rirra, a body
would think tins was well counterfeited : I pray
you, tell your brother how well I counterfeited. —
Heigh ho I

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testimony In your oomplexlon, that it wastpasalaQ
of earnest.

£0$. Counterfeit, I assure you.

OU, Well, then, take a good heart, and ooaDte^
feit to be a man.

Jio8. So I do : but, i* fiuth, I should haye been
a woman by right.

Cd, Come, you look paler and pder ; pray you,
draw homewards : — Good sir, go with us.

OU, That will I, for I must bear answnr back
how you excuse mj brother, Rosalind.

B08, 1 shall devise somethine : But, I pray you.
commend my counterfeiting to him : Wfll you go ?



ACT V.



SCENE Lr-Thetame.
Enter Touchstonk and Audbbt.



Tbmk. We shall find a time, Audrey ; patience,
gentle Audrey.

Aud. Taith, the priest was good enough, for all
the old gentleman^ saying.

Tomh, A most wicked Sir Oliver, Audrey, a
most yUe Mar-text But^ Audrey, there is a youth
here in the forest lays chum to you.

Aud, Ay, I know who 'tis; he hath no interest
in roe in the world: here comes the man you



BtUrWnJAAM,

T\mdL It is meat and drink to me to see a clown:
By my troth, we that have good wits have much
t() answer for; we shall be flouting; we cannot
hold.

WSL Good even, Audrey.

Aud, God ye good even, William.

WUL And good even to you, sir.

TouA. Good even, gentle firiend: Cover thy
bead, cover thy head ; nay, prithee be covered.
How old are you. friend?

WiiL Five-and-twenty, sir.

TbucA. A ripe age : Is thy name William?
• WUL Wmiim,lir. [here?

Tbuch, A fair name : Was^ bom i* the forest

WilL Ay. sir, I thank God.

Ihueh, Thank God I— a good answer: Artrioh?

WUL Faithf sir, so so.

ToudL So so is good, very good, very excellent
good: and yet it is not; it is but so so. Art thou
wise?

WiU, Ay, sir, I have a pretty wit

"hucK Why, thou say'st well. I do now
remember a saying ; ** The fool doth think he is
wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a
'bol.^ The heathen philosopher, when he had a
desire to eat a grape, would open his lips when he
put it into his mouth; meaning thereby, that
grapes were made to eat, and lips to open. Tou
do love this maid ?

ma. I do, sir.

Tbuch, Give me your hand : Art thou learned ?

WSL No. sir.

JhwJL Then learn this of me ; To have, is to
have: For it is a figure in rhetoric, that drink
being poured out of a cup into a glass, by filling
the one doth empty the other : For all your writers
do consent, that ipae is he; now you are not ijm,
for I am he.

WUL Which he, sfr?

Touch. He, sir, that must marry this woman:
Therefore, you, down, abandon, which is in the



vulgar, leave, the sodety, which in the boorish is,
company, of this female, which in the common is.
woman, which together is, abandon the sodety of
this female; or, clown, thou perishest ; or, to thy
better understanding, diest ; or to wit, I kill thee,
make thee avray. translate thy life into death, thv
liberty into bondage: I will deal in poison with
thee, or in bastinado, or in steel ; I will bandy
with thee in faction; I will overrun thee with
policy; I will kill thee a hundred and fifty ways;
tfierefore tremble, and depart

Aud, Do, good William.

WUL God rest you merry, sir. [ExiL

FiUerCoKa.



Cor. Our master and mistress seeks you ; come
away, away.

TouA. Trip, Audrey, trip, Audrey ;— I attend,
I attend. [Exeunt.



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SCENE IL-^The
Enter Oklamdo and OuysB.

OrL Is*t possible that on so little acquaintance
)U 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?
OU, Neither 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
ei\joy each other : it shall be to your good ; for
my father'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 'Ro&JdJtm,

OrL Tou have my consent Let your wedding
be to-morrow : thither will I invite Uie duke, and
all his contented followers : Go you, and prepare
Aliena ; for, look you, here comes my Roralind.

Bot, God save you, brother.

OU. And you, fair sister.

iZof. 0, my dear Orlando, how it grieves me to
see tiiee wear thy heart in a scarf I

OrL It is my arm.

Eot. I thought thy heart had been wounded
with the claws of a lion.

OrL Wounded it is, but with the eyes of a lady.

Jio€, Did your brother tdl you how I counter-
feited to swound, when he showed me your
handkercher ?

OrL JLj, and greater wonders than that

Roi. O, I know where you are : — Nay tis true:



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of two rami, and C«nr^ timsomoil brag of—
♦* I oame, «w, and overcame :" For jour brother
and mj sbter no sooner met, bat tbej looked ; no
sooner looked, but thej loved : no sooner loved,
but thej sighed ; no sooner signed, bnt theyaskea
one another the reason ; no sooner knew the reason,
bnt thej sought ^e remedy : and in these degrees
have thev 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
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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 mto happiness through
another man^s eyes I B^ so much the more shall
I to-morrow be at the height of heart-heaviness, by
how much I shall think my brother happy, in
tiaving what he wishes for.

Mot. Why, then, to-morrow I cannot serve your
torn for Rosalind?

OrL I can live no longer by thinkmg.

Bot, I will wearv you no longer then with idle
talking. Know of me then (for now I speak to
some purpose), that I know jon are a gentleman of
good conceit : 1 speak not this that you should bear
a good opinion or mjr knowledge, uisomuch, I say,
I know you are ; neither do I labour for a greater
esteem than may in some little measure draw a
belief from you, to do yourself good, and not to
sraoe me. Believe, then, if you please, that I can
do strange things : I have, since I was three year
old, conversed with a magician, most profound in
his art, and yet not damnable. If you do love Rosar
Und so near the heart as your ja^ture cries it out,
when your brother marries Aliena shall you manj
her: 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 vour eyes
to-morrow, human as she is, and witnout any



Speakest thou in sober meanings?
Ro$. By my life I do ^ which I tender dearly,
though I say I am a magician : Therefore, put you
in your best array, bid your friends ; for ifyou will
be married to-morrow, you shall ; and to Rosalind,
ifyou wilL

Enter SiLvnTB and Phebb.

Look, here comes a lover of mine, and a lover of
h^srs. [ness.

Phe, Youth, you have done me much ungentle-
To show the letter that I writ to you.

Mot. I care no', if I have : it is my study
To seem despiteful and ungentle to you :
Tou are there followed by a faithftil shepherd;



All purify, an trUL all observance ;
And so am I for Pbebe.

Phe, And so am I for Gkmy

OrL And so am I for 1

Bob. And so am I for no 1

Phe, If this be so, why blame you me to lovt
me? [7b Ros.

SU. If this be so, why blame yon me to love
you? [7b Phb,

OrL If this be so, why blame you me to love
you?

Bot. Who do yon speak to, ** why blame you
metolove jou?"

OiL To her, that is not here, nor doth not hear.

i2oc Pray you, no more of this ; %b like the
howlhig of Insh wolves against the moon. — I will
help vou, [to SiLVius] if I can : — I would love
you, [to Phebb] if I could. — To-morrow meet me
all together. — I will meet you, [to Phebb] if ever
I marry woman, and 111 be married to-morrow: —
I will satisfy you, [to Oblando] if ever I satisfied
man, and you shall be married to-morrow: — I
will content you, [to SiLVius] if what pleases
you contents you, and vou shall be mamed to-
morrow. — As yon [to Oblando] love Konlind,
meet;— as you [to Silvius] love Phebe, meet;
And as I love no woman. 111 meet — So, fiure yon
well ; I have left you commands.

m. III not fiul, if I live.

Phe, Nor I.

OrL Nor I. [Exeunt.

SCENE UL^The eame.
Enter Touohstohb and Audbet.

7btic&. To-morrow is the joyful day, Audrey;
to-morrow will we be marriea.

And. 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 heo Fagn,

1 Pane, Well met, honest gentleman.

Tbudi. By my troth, well met: Come, ait, sit,
and a song.

2 Page. We are for you : sit i* the middle.

1 i^. Shall we clap into t roundly, without
hawking, or spitting, or saying we are hoarse;
which are the only prologues to a bad voice?

2 P^. I'fidth, i*faith; and both hi a tone, like
two gipsies on a horse.

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^budb. Trntyj young gentlemen, though there
was no great matter in the ditty, yet the note was
very untnneable.

1 Fagt. You are deceived, sir ; we kept time,
we lost not oar time.

TbucA. By my troth, yes; I count It but time
lost to hear such a foolish song. God be with
you; and God mend your voices I Come, Audrey.

SCENE XS.^AnoQitT^^ qflM Fared.

Bnter Duke atmar, Amiens, Jaqubs, OBLAinM),
Outer, and Celll.

Duhe S, Dost thou believe, Orlando, that the boy
Can do idl this that he bath promised ? [not ;

OH, I sometimes do believe, and sometimes do
Ai those that fear,— they hope, and know they fear.
Enter Ro6Alihd, Siltius, and Puebb.

JZot. Patience once more, whiles our compact
is DTg'd :—
Ton say. if I bring in your Rosalind, [7b the D vkb.
You will bestow her on Orlando here?

Duie & That would I, had I kingdoms to give
with her.

Bo$, And you say, you will have her, when I
bring her ? [Tb Orlando.

OrL That would I, were I of all kingdoms king.

Hoe, You say, you'll many me, if I be willuig ?

[2b Phebe.

Phe. That will I, should I die the hour after.

Bo$. But, if you do refuse to marry me,
Toull give yourself to this most faithful shepherd.

I*he. So is the bargain.

Boe. You say, that youll have Phebe, if she
will? [TbSiL.

BU, Though to have her and death were both
one thing.

JSdt. I have promised to makeall 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 youll marry me ;
Or else, rising me, to wed this shepherd : —
Keep your word, Silvius, that youll marry her.
If she reftise me >— and from hence I go,
To make these doubts all even. [Ex. Bos. and Cel.

Ihtke &'. I do remember in this shepherd-boy
Some lively touches of mj daughter's favour.

OrL My lord, the first time that I ever saw him,
Methonght he was a brother to your daughter :
Bat, my good lord, this bov is forest-bom ;
And hath been tutor'd in the rudiments
Of many desperate studies by his uncle,
Wbom he reports to be a great magician,
Oliecured in the circle of ^ forest

Enter Touchstone and Audbbt.



Jag. And how was that taVn up?

T<»jich, Taith, we met, and found the quarrftl
was upon the seventh cause.

Jaq. How, seventh cause ? - Good my lord,
like this fellow,

Duke S. I like him very well.

Tbudi, God.nid you^sir; I desbe you of the
like. I press m here, sir, amongst the rest of the
country copulatives, to swear, and to forswear;
according as marriage binds, and blood breaks: A
poor virgin, sir, an iil-fevoured 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, m a poor house; as your pearl m your foul

^^'SSfcc 8, By my feith, he is very swift and

sententious. .,..,.. j u

Tbiicft, According to the fool% bolt, sir, and such

dulcet diseases. , ^ j.j is j

Jaq. But, for the seventh cause ; how did you find

the quarrel on the seventh cause?

Touch, Upon a lie seven times removed ;—Bwr

r)ur body more seemmg, Audrey:— as thus, sir.
did dislike the cut of a certain oourtier s beard ;
be sent me word, if I said his beard was not cut
well, he was in the mhid it was : This u called the
"R^ort courteous." If I sent bun word a^, it
was not well cut, he would send me word, he cut
it to please himself: This is called the "Quip



spake not true: This is called the "Reproof
'vSiant" If agam, it was not well cut, he would
say, I lie: TOs U called the "Countercheck
quarrelsome f and so to the " Lie circumstantial,^
and the " Lie direct." , . ^ j, ^

Jaq. And how oft did you say, his beard was no*

Touch, I durst go no fhrther than the "Lie cfa^
cumstantial," nor he durst not give me the " Lie
direct :*' and so we measured swords and parted.

Jaq, Can you nominate m order now the degrees

Tbuch. O rir, we quarrel in print, by the book;
as you have books for good manners. I will name
yoi the degrees. The first, the Retort wurteous;
the second, the Quip modest ; the third, the Regy
churlish; the fourth, the Reproof valifn*?. ™
fifth, the Countercheck qn^plsome; the Mxtn,
the tie with droumstanoe; the seventh, thjLw
direct. All these you n»y^»7<»^ ^* ™ If
direct; and you noay avoid *J^* J^J^^^^^*;
I knew when seven )^^'<^J^i,^^^^fSIrl
quarrel ; but when the narties were »;* J^S"^,
Selves, one of them thought but of "\^», "Jv A*
you Mdd 90, then I said so ;" «dth«y shook htf^
Ld swore Uthers. . Your tfMihe only pe«»-
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Bos, To Toa I giTB myself, for I tm yours.

[ToDX3KBS.

To yoa I give myself, for I am yonra.

[To Oklahdo.
Duke S, If there be troth in sight, yon are my
daughter. [Rosalind.

OrL If there be truth in sight, you are my
P%& If sight and shape be true.
Why, then,— my lore, adieu I
Mo$. 1 11 haye no father, if yon be not be^-
[To DuKB 8,
1 11 have no husband, if yon be not he. [To Orl.
Nor ne*er wed woman, if you be not she. [lb Pes.
Bym. Peace, ho I I bar confusion :
*Tis I must make oonclnsion

Of these most strange events :
Here's eight that must take hands,
To johi in Hymen's bands,

If truth holds true contents.
Ton and yon no cross shall part :

[To Orl. and Bos.
Ton and yon are lieart in heart :

[To Oll and Ckl.
Ton [to Feb.] to his loye must accord,
Or liaye a woman to your lord :—
Yon and you are sure together,

[7b Touch, and Aud.
As the winter to foul weather.
Whiles a wedlock-hymn we sing.
Feed yonrselyes with questioning;
That reason wonder may diminish,
How tfaua we met, and these things finish.
SONG.



Wedding ia great Juno's Ocvwu>
O blessed bond of board aad bed I

Tis Hymen peoples every town ;
High wedlock then be honoured ;

Honour, high honour and renown.
To Hymen, god of erery town I



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