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Duxo, living in exile.

DENNIS, servant to Oliver.
Appears, Act ll. sc. l; sc. 7. Act V. &.4

Appears, Acil. sc. I.
FREDxilica, brother to the Duke, and usurper of his

TouchSTONE, a cloron. dominions.

Appears, Act I. sc. 2. Act II. c. 4. Act III. **, 3; M. 3. Appears, Act I. se. 2; sc. 3. Act II. sc. 2. Act III. sc. 1.

Act V. sc. 1; sc. 3 ; sc. 4. Aviens, a lord attending upon the Duke in his

Sir Oliver MARTEXT, a ricar. banishment.

Appears, Act III. sc. 3. Appears, Act Il. sp. 1 ; sc. 3; sc. 7. Act V. sc. 4.

Corin, a shepherd. JAQUES, a lord attending upon the Duke in his

Appears, Act II. sc. 4. Act 111. sc. 2; sc. 4; sc. 5. Act V. sc. banishment.

Suvius, a shepherd. Appar, Act II. sc. 5; sc. 7. Act III. sc. 2; sc. 3. Act IV.

Appears, Act II. sc. 4. Act III. sc. 5. Act IV. sc. 2

Act V. sc. 2; sc. 4. e. l; sc. 2. Act V. sc. 1. La Bsau, a courtier attending upon Frederick.

WILLIAM, a country felloro, in love with Audrey.
Appears, Act I. sc. 2.

Appears. Act V. sc. 1.
CHARLES, torestler to Frederick.

A person representing Hymen.
Appears, Act I. sc. 1 ; sc. 2.

Appears, Act V. sc. 4.
Oliver, son of Sir Rowland de Bois.

Rosalind, daughter to the banished Duke. 4 pars, Act I. sc. I. Act III. sc. I. Act 3. Appears, Act I. sc. 2: sc. 3. Act II. sc. 4. Act III. sc. 2; sc. 4 ; Act V. sc. 2; sc. 4.

sc. 5. Act IV. sc. 1; se. 3. Act V. sc. 2; sc. 4.
JAQUES, son of Sir Rowland de Bois.

Celia, daughter to Frederick.
Appeurs, Act V. sc. 4.

Appears, Act I. sc. 2; sc. 3. Act 11. sc. 4. Act III. sc. 2; sc. 4:
ORLANDO, son of Sir Rowland de Bois.

sc. 5. Act IV. sc. 1; sc. 3. Act V. sc. 4. dyears, Act I. sc. 1 ; se. 2. Act II. sc. 3; sc. 6; sc. 7. Act III.

PHEBE, a shepherdess.
Act IV. sc. 1. Act V. sc. 2; sc. 4.

Appears, Act III. sc. 5. Act V. sc. 2; sc. 4.
ADAM, serrant to Oliver.

AUDREY, a country wench.
Appears, Act I. se. 1. Act II. sc. 3; xc, 6; se. 7.

Appears, Act III. sc. 3. Act V. sc. 1; sc. 3; sc. 4. SCENE,–First, NEAR Oliver's House; afterwards, PaRTLY IN THE USURPER's Court, AND


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SCENE I.-An Orchard, near Oliver's House.


Adam. Yonder comes my master, your brother.

Orl. Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt bear how he Orl. As I remember, Adam, it was upon this fashion will shake me up. tequeathed me by will, but poor a thousand crowns ; Oli. Now, sir! what make you here? and, as thou say`st, charged my brother, on his bless- Orl. Nothing: I am not taught to make anything. inz, to breed me well : and there begins my sadness. Oli. What mar you then, sir? My brother Jaques he keeps at school, and report speaks Orl. Marry, sir, I am helping you to mar that which kuldenly of his profit: for my part, he keeps me rustic- God made, a pour unworthy brother of yours, with idleally at bome, or, to speak more properly, stays a me biete at home unkept. For call you that keeping for a Oli. Marry, sir, be better employed, and be naught geaitleman of my birth, that differs not from the stall- awhile.a ing of an ox! His horses are bred better; for, besides Orl. Shall I keep your hogs, and eat husks with that they are fair with their feeding, they are taught them? What prodigal portion have I spent, that I their manage, and to that end riders dearly hired : but should come to such penury? I, his brother, gain nothing under him but growth ; for Oli. Know you where you are, sir? the which his animals on his dunghills are as much Orl. O, sir, very well: here in your orchard. twand to him as I. Besides this nothing that he so Oli. Know you before whom, sir ? plentifully gives me, the something that nature gave Orl. Ay, better than him I am before knows me. I mbe his countenance b seems to take from me: he lets me know you are my eldest brother; and, in the gentle feed with nis hinds, bars me the place of a brother, and, condition of blood, you should so know me : The couras much as in him lies, mines c my gentility with my tesy of nations allows you my better, in that you are elucation. This is ii, Adam, that grieves me; and the first-born; but the same tradition takes not away the spirit of my father, which I think is within me, be- my blood, were there twenty brothers betwixt us: I gins to ma:iny against this servitude: I will no longer have as much of my father in me, as you ; albeit, I endure it, though yet I know no wise remedy how to confess, your coming before me is nearer to his rearoid it. * Stays - detains.


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Cha. Marry, do I, sir; and I came to acquaint you Orl. Come, come, elder brother, you are too young with a matter. I am given, sir, secretly to understan'ı in this.

that your younger brother, Orlando, hath a disposition Oli. Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain ?

to come in disguised against me to try a fall: To-mor. Orl. I am no villain :" I am the youngest son of sir row, sir, I wrestle for my credit; and he that escapes Rowland de Bois; he was my father; and he is thrice me without some broken limb shall acquit him well. it villain that says such a father begot villains : Wert Your brother is but young, and tender ; and, for you thou not my brother, I would not take this hand from love, I would be loth to foil him, as I must, for my own thy throat till this other had pulled out thy tongue for honour, if he come in: therefore, out of my love to you, saying so; thou hast railed on thyself.

I came hither to acquaint you withal ; that either you Adam. 'Sweet masters, be patient; for your father's might stay him from his intendment, or brook snch disremembrance, be at accord.

grace well as he shall run into; in that it is a thing of Oli. Let me go,


his own search, and altogether against my will. Orl. I will not, till I please : you shall hear me. Oli. Charles, I thank thee for thy love to me, which My father charged you in his will to give me good thou shalt find I will most kindly requite. I had myestucation : you have trained me like a peasant, ob- self notice of my brother's purpose herein, and have by scuring and hiding from me all gentlemanlike quali- underband means laboured to dissuade him from it'; ties: the spirit of my father grows strong in me, and I but he is resolute. I'll tell thee, Charles, it is the stubwill no longer endure it: therefore allow me such ex- bornest young fellow of France; full of ambition, an ercises as may become a gentleman, or give me the envious emulator of every man's good parts, a secret and poor allottery my father left me by testament; with villainous contriver against me his natural brother ; that I will go buy my fortunes.

therefore use thy discretion; I had as lief thou didst Oli. And what wilt thou do? beg, when that is break his neck as his finger: And thou wert best look spent? Well, sir, get you in : I will not long be trou- to 't; for if thou dost him any slight disgrace, or if he bled with you: you stiall have some part of your will : do not mightily grace himself on thee, he will practise I pray you, leave me.

against thee by poison, entrap thee by some treacherous Orl. I will no further vffend you than becomes me device, and never leave thee till he hath ta en thy life for my good.

by some indirect means or other : for, I assure thee, and Oli. Get you with him, you old dog.

almost with tears I speak it, there is not one so young Adam. Is old dog my reward? Most true, I have and so villainous this day living. I speak but broJost my teeth in your service.-God be with my old therly of him; but, should I anatomize him to thee as master! he would not have spoke such a word. he is, I must blush and weep, and thou must look pale

[Exeunt ORLANDO and Adam. and wonder. Oli. Is it even so ? begin you to grow upon me? I Cha. I am heartily glad I came hither to you: If he will physic your rankness, and yet give no thousand come to-morrow I 'll give him his payment: If ever be crowns neither. Holla, Dennis!

go alone again I 'll never wrestle for prize more: And Enter DENNIS. so, God keep your worship.

[Exit. Den. Calls your worship?

Oli. Farewell, good Charles.—Now will I stír this Oli. Was not Charles, the duke's wrestler, here to

gamester : a I hope I shall see an end of him; for my

soul, yet I know not why, bates nothing more than he. speak with me? Den. So please you, he is here at the door, and im- of noble device'; of all sorts enchantingly beloved ; 6

Yet he 's gentle; never schooled and yet learned ; full portunes access to you.

and, indeed, so much in the heart of the world, and Oli. Call him in. [Exit Dennis.]—'T will be a good way; and to-morrow the wrestling is.

especially of my own people who best know him, that I

am altogether misprised : but it shall not be so long; Enter Chari.Es.

this wrestler shall clear all : nothing remains but that I Cha. Good morrow to your worship.

kindlec the boy thither, which now I'll go about. Erit.

[ Oli. Good monsieur Charles !-what 's the new news at the new court ?

SCENE II.-A Lawn before the Duke's Palace. Cha. There is no news at the court, sir, but the old

Entor ROSALIND and CELIA. new's: that is, the old duke is banished by his younger Cel. I pray thee, Rosalind, sweet my coz, be merry. brother the new duke; and three or four loving lords

Ros. Dear Celia, I show more mirth than I am mishave put themselves into voluntary exile with him, tress of; and would you yet I were merrier ? Unless whose lands and revenues enrich the new duke; there

you could teach me to forget a banished father, you fore he gives them good leave to wander.

must not learn me how to remember any extraordinary Oli. Can you tell if Rosalind, the duke's daughter,

pleasure. be banished with her father?

Cel. Herein I see thou lov'st me not with the full Cha. 0, no; for the duke's daughter, her cousin, so weight that I love thee: if my uncle, thy banished faJoves her, being ever from their cradles bred together, ther, had banished thy uncle, the duke, my father, so that she would have followed her exile, or have died to thou hadst been still with me I could bave taught my stay behind her. She is at the court, and no less be- love to take thy father for mine; so wouldst thou, if the loved of her uncle than his own daughter; and never truth of thy love to me were so righteously tenpered as two ladies loved as they do.

mine is to thee. Oli. Where will the old duke live?

Ros. Well, I will forget the condition of my estate, Cha. They say he is already in the forest of Arden,

to rejoice in yours. and a many merry men with him; and there they live

Cel. You know my father hath no child but ), nor like the old Robin Hood of England: they say many none is like to have; and, truly, when he dies thou young gentlemen flock to him every day, and fleet the shalt be his heir: for what he hath taken away from ring time carelessly, as they did in the golden world.

father, perforce, I will render thee again in atlection; lip Oli. What, you wrestle tomorrow before the new

mine honour I will; and when I break tha: oath let ine luke?

# Gamester-adventurer at this game. # Villain. We have here the two meanings of the word. Enchantingly belured-beloved, of all ranks. to a degree Oliver use it in the sense of worthless fellow; Orlando in that that looks like enchantmeut. of vne of mean irtlı,--the original sense.


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tum monster: therefore, my sweet Rose, my dear Rose, Ros. Then shall we be news-crammed.

Cel. All the better; we shall be the more marketRos. From henceforth I will, coz, and devise sports: able. Bon jour, monsieur le Beau : What's the news? let me see ;-what think you of falling in love?

Le Beau. Fair princess, you have lost much good Cel. Marry, I prithee do, to make sport withal ; but sport. love no man in good earnest; nor no further in sport Cel. Sport? Of what colour? neither, than with safety of a pure blush thou mayst in Le Beau. What colour, madam? How shall I anhonour come off again.

swer you? Ros. What shall be our sport then?

Ros. As wit and fortune will. Cel. Let us sit and mock the good housewife, For- Touch. Or as the destinies decree. tone, from her wheel, that her gifts may henceforth be Cel. Well said ; that was laid on with a trowel.. lestowed equally.

Touch. Nay, if I keep not my rank, — Ros. I would we could do so; for her benefits are Ros. Thou losest thy old smell. mightily misplaced : and the bountiful blind woman Le Beau. You amaze me, ladies : I would have Loth most mistake in her gifts to women.

told you of good wrestling, which you have lost the Cel. 'T is true : for those that she makes fair she sight of. sarce makes honest; and those that she makes honest Ros. Yet tell us the manner of the wrestling. sve makes very ill favouredly.

Le Beau. I will tell you the beginning, and, if it Ros. Nay, now thou goest from fortune's office to na- please your ladyships, you may see the end; for the trure's : fortune reigns in gifts of the world, not in the best is yet to do; and here, where you are, they are linearnents of nature.

coming to perform it.

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

Le Beau. There comes an old man, and his three Cel. No? When nature hath made a fair creature, may she not by fortune fall into the fire? Though na- Cel. I could match this beginning with an old tale. ture bath given us wit to flout at fortune, hath not for- Le Beau. Three proper young men, of excellent tune sent in this fool to cut off the argument?

growth and presence; -, Ros. Indeed, there is fortune too hard for nature; Ros. With bills on their necks,—“Be it known unto when fortune makes nature's natural the cutter off of all men by these presents,' Lature's wit.

Le Beau. The eldest of the three wrestled with Cel. Peradventure, this is not fortune's work neither, Charles, the duke's wrestler; which Charles in a mobat nature's; who, perceiving our natural wits too ment threw him, and broke three of his ribs, that there dall to reason of such goddesses, hath sent this natural is little hope of life in him : so he served the second, for ou whetstone : for always the dulness of the fool is and so the third : Yonder they lie; the poor old man, the whetstone of the wits.—How now, wit? whither their father, making such pitiful dole over them, that wander you?

all the beholders take his part with weeping. Touch. Mistress, you must come away to your father. Ros. Alas! Cel. Were you made the messenger?

Touch. But what is the sport, monsieur, that the Touch. No, by mine honour; but I was bid to come ladies have lost? for you.

Le Beau. Why, this that I speak of. Ros. Where learned you that oath, fooi ?

Touch. Thus men may grow wiser every day! it is Touch. Of a certain knight, that swore by his honour the first time that ever I heard breaking of ribs was they were good pancakes, and swore by his hono'ır the sport for ladies. mustard was naught: now, I 'll stand to it, the pan- Cel. Or 1, I promise thee. rakes were naught, and the mustard was good; and Ros. But is there any else longs to see this broken yet was not the knight forsworn.

music in his sides? is there yet another dotes upon rib. Cel. How prove you that, in the great beap of your breaking ?-Shall we see this wrestling, cousin ? knowledge ?

Le Beau. You must, if you stay here : for here is the Ros. Ay, marry; now unmuzzle your wisdom. place appointed for the wrestling, and they are ready

Touch. Stand you both forthľnow : stroke your chins, to perform it. and swear by your beards that I am a knave.

Cel. Yonder, sure, they are coming : Let us now stay Cel. By our beards, if we had them, thou art. and see it.

Touch. By my knavery, if I had it, then I were: but if

Flourish. Enter Duke Frederick, Lords, ORLANDO, you swear by that that is not, you are not forsworn : no more was this knight, swearing by his honour, for he

Curies, and Attendants. Tieter bad any; or, if he had, he had sworn it away Duke F. Come on; since the youth will not be enbefore ever he saw inose pancakes or that mustard. treated, his own peril on his forwardness. Cel. Prithee, who is 't that thou mean’st ?

Ros. Is yonder the man? Touch. One that old Frederick, your father, loves. Le Beau. Even he, madam.

Cel. My father's love is enough to honour him enough: Cel. Alas, he is too young: yet he looks successfully. soak no more of him; you 'll be whipped for taxation," Duke F. How now, daughter and cousin ? are you one of these days.

crept hither to see the wrestling? Touch. The more pity, that fools may not speak Pos. Ay, my liege; so please you give us leave. sily, what wise men do foolishly.

Duke F. You will take little delight in it, I can tell Cel. By my troth, thou say'st true; for since the you, there is such odus in the man. In pity of the little wit that fools have was silenced, the little toolery challenger's youth I would fain dissuade him, but he tha: vise men have makes a great show. Here comes will not be entreated : Speak to him, ladies ; see if you mnensieur le Beau.

can move him.

Cel. Call him hither, good monsieur le Beau.
Enter Le Beau.
Ros. With his mouth full of news.

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Duke F. Du so; I 'll not be by. [DUKE goes apart. Ros. My father lov'd sir Rowland as his soul Le Beau. Monsieur the challenger, the princess calls And all the world was of my father's min:

Had I before known this young man liis son, Orl. I attend them, with all respect and duty. I should have given him tears unto entreaties,

Ros. Young man, have you challenged Charles the Ere he should thus have ventur'd. wrestler ?

Gentle cousin, Orl. No, fair princess; he is the general challenger : Let us go thank him, and encourage him: I come but in, as others do, to try with him the strength My father's rough and envious disposition of my youth.

Sticks me at heart.—Sir, you have well deserv'd; Cel. Young gentleman, your spirits are too bold for If you do keep your promises in love your years: You have seen cruel proof of this man's But justly a as you have exceeded all promise, strength: if you saw yourself with your eyes, or knew Your mistress shall be bappy. yourself with your judgment, the fear of your adventure Ros.

Gentleman, would iminsel you to a more equal enterprise. We

[Giving him a chain from her neck pray you, for your own sake, to embrace your own Wear this for me, -one out of suits with fortune, safety, and give over this attempt.

That could give more but that her hand lacks means. Ros. Do, young sir; your reputation shall not there- Shall we go, coz? fore be misprised : we will make it our suit to the duke Cel.

Ay :Fare you well, fair gentleman that the wrestling might not go forward.

Orl. Can I not say I thank you ? My better paits Orl. I beseech you, punish me not with your hard Are all thrown down; and that which here stands up thoughts, wherein. I confess me much guilty to deny Is but a quintain, a mere lifeless block. so fair and excellent ladies anything. But let your fair Ros. He calls us back : My pride tell with my for eyes and gentle wishes go with me to my trial : wherein if I be foiled, there is but one shamed that was never I 'll ask him what he would :-Did you call, sir?gracious; if killed, but one dead that is willing to be Sir, you have wrestled well, and overthrown so: I shall do my friends no wrong, for I have none to More than your enemies. Jament me; the world no injury, for in it I have no- Cel.

Will you go, coz? thing; only in the woria I fill up a place which may Ros. Have with you :-Fare you well. be better supplied when I have made it empty.

[Ereunt Rosalind and CELIA. Ros. The little strength that I have, I would it vere Orl. What passion hangs these weights upon my

tongue ? Cel. And mine, to eke out hers.

I cannot speak to her, yet she urg'd conference.
Ros. Fare you well. Pray Heaven, I be deceived in you!

Re-enter LE BEAU.
Cel. Your heart's desires be with you.
Cha. Come, where is this young gallant, that is so O

poor Orlando! tho art overthrown; desirous to lie with his mother earth?

Or Charles, or something weaker, masters thee. Orl. Ready, sir; but his will hath in it a more Le Beau. Good sir, I do in friendship counsel you modest working

To leave this place : Albeit you have deserv'd Duke F. You shall try but one fall.

High commendation, true applause, and love; Cha. No, I warrant your grace; you shall not en- Yet such is now the duke's condition, treat him to a second, that have so mightily persuaded That he misconstrues all that you have done. him from a first.

The duke is humorous ;c what he is, indeed, Orl. You mean to mock me after; you should not More suits you to conceive, than I to speak of. have mocked me before : but come your ways.

Orl. I thank you, sir ; and, pray you, tell me this; Ros. Now, Hercules be thy speed, young man! Which of the two was daughter of the duke

Cel. I would I were invisible, to catch the strong That here was at the wrestling? fellow by the leg. (Charles and ORLANDO wrestle. Le Beau. Neither bis daughter, if we judge by main Ros. O excellent young man!

ners; Cel. If I had a thunderbolt in mine eye, I can tell | But yet, indeed, the shorter is his daughter : who should down. [Charles is thrown. Shout. The other is daughter to the banishid duke, Duke F. No more, no more.

And here detain'd by her usurping uncle, Orl. Yes, I beseech your grace; I am not yet well To keep his daughter company; whose loves breathed.

Are dearer than the natural bond of sisters. Duke F. How dost thou, Charles ?

But I can tell you, that of late this duke Le Beau. He cannot speak, my lord.

Hath ta en displeasure 'gainst his gentle niece; Duke F. Bear him away.

[CHARLES is borne out. Grounded upon no other argument What is thy name, young man?

But that the people praise her for her virtues, Orl. Orlando, my liege; the youngest son of sir And pity her for her good father's sake; Rowland de Bois.

And, on my life, his malice 'gainst the lady Duke F. I would thou hadst been son to some man Will suddenly break forth.-Sir, fare else.

Hereafter, in a better world than this, The world esteem'd thy father honourable,

I shall desire more love and knowledge of you. But I did find him still mine enemy:

Orl. I rest much bounden to you : fare you well! Thou shouldst have better pleas'd me with this deed

[Erit Le Brat. Hadst thou descended from another bouse.

Thus must I from the smoke into the smother; But fare thee well; thou art a gallant youth;

From tyrant duke unto a tyrant brother :I would thou hadst told me of another father.

But heavenly Rosalind !

(Eru [Ereunt Duke FRED., Train, and LE BEAU.

SCENE III.-A Room in the Palace.
Cel. Were I my father, coz, would I do this ?
Orl. I am more proud to be sir Rowland's son,

Ilis youngest son ;-and would not change that calling, Cel. Why, cousin; why, Rosalind ;-Cupid tuar
To be adopted heir to Frederick.

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Ros. Not one to throw at a dog.

Cel. I did not then entreat to have her stay, Cd. No, thy words are too precious to be cast away It was your pleasure, and your own remorse ; * uw eurs; throw some of them at me: come, lame me I was too young that time to value her, with reasons.

But now I know her: if she be a traitor, Rus. Tlien there were two cousins laid up; when the Why, so am 1; we still have slept together, we should be lamed with reasons, and the other mad Rose at an instant, learn d, play'd, eat together; without any.

And wheresoe 'er we went, like Juno's swans, Cel. But is all this for your father?

Still we went coupled, and inseparable. Ros. No, some of it is for my father's child : 0, how Duke F. She is too subtle for thee; and her smoothfull of briars is this working-day world!

ness, Cel. They are but burs, cousin, thrown upon thee in Her very silence, and her patience, ècliday foulery; if we walk not in the trodden paths, Speak to the people, and they pity her. our very petticoats will catch them.

Thou art a fool : she robs thee of thy naine; Ros. I could shake them off my coat; these burs are And thou wilt show more bright, and seem more in my heart.

virtuous, Cel. Hern them away.

When she is gone: then open not thy lips;
Ros. I would try; if I could cry hem, and have Firm and irrevocable is my doom

Which I have pass d upon her; she is banish'u.
Cel. Coine, come, wrestle with thy affections.

Cel. Pronounce that sentence then on me, my R. O, they take the part of a better wrestler than myself.

I cannot live out of her company. Cel O, a good wah upon you! you will try in time, Duke F. You are a fool :- You, niece, provide your in despite of a fall. But, turning these jests out of

self'; Service, let us talk in good earnest: Is it possible, on If you outstay the time, upon mine honour, such a sudden, you should fall into so strong a liking And in the greatness of my word, you die. with old sir Rowland's youngest son ?

[Exeunt Duke Fred. and Lorils. Pos. The duke my father loved his father dearly. Cel. O my poor Rosalind! whither wilt thou go?

Ce. Doth it therefore ensue that you should love his Wilt thou change fathers ? I will give thee mine. son dearly! By this kind of chase, I should hate him, I charge thee, be not thou more griev'd than I am. for my father hated his father dearly;" yet I hate not Ros. I have more cause. Orlando


Thou hast not, cousin; Ros. No, 'faith, hate him not, for my sake.

Prithee, be cheerful; know'st thou not the duke
Cel. Why should I not ? doth he not deserve well? Hath banishi d me, his daughter ?
Hos. Let me love him for that; and do you love Ros.

That he hath not. hin, because I do :-Look, here comes the duke.

Cel. No? hath not ? Rosalind lacks then the love Cel. With his eyes full of anger.

Which teacheth thee that thou and I am one :

Shall we be sunderd ? shall we part, sweet girl?
Enter Duke FREDERICK, with Lords.

No; let my father seek another heir.
Duke F. Mistress, despatch you with your safest | Therefore devise with me how we may fly,

Whither to go, and what to bear with us : And get you from our court.

And do not seek to take your changeb upon you, kos. Me, nncle?

To bear your griefs yourself, and leave ine out; Drake F.

You, cousin : For, by this heaven, now at our sorrows pale, Within these ten days if that thou be'st found

Say what thou canst, I 'll go along with thee. Sinear our public court as twenty miles,

Ros. Why, whither shall we go?
Thon diest for it.

Cel. To seek my uncle in the forest of Arden.
I do beseech your grace,

Ros. Alas, what danger will it be to us,
Le me the knowledge of my fault bear with ene: Maids as we are, to travel forth so far!
It with myself I hold intelligence,

Beauty provoketh thieves sooner than gold.
Or fare acquaintance with mine own desires ;

Cel. I'll put myself in poor and mean attire, If that I do not dream, or be not frantic,

And with a kind of umber smirch my face, Is I do trust I am not,) then, dear uncle,

The like do you ; so shall we pass along, Nerer, so much as in a thought unborn,

And never stir assailants. Did I offend your highness.


Were it not better, Duke F.

Thus do all traitors; Because that I am more than common tall, If their purgation did consist in words,

That I did suit me all points like a man? They are as innocent as grace itself:

A gallant curtle-axe upon my thigh, Let it suitice thee, that I trust thee not.

A boar-spear in my hand ; and (in my heart Ros. Yet your mistrust cannot make me a traitor: Lie there wbat hidden woman's fear there will) Teil me, whereon the likelihood depends.

We 'll have a swashingo and a martial outside ; Duke F. Thou art thy father's daughter, there's | As many other mannish cowards have, enough.

That do outface it with their semblances. Ros. So was I when your higliness took his duke- Cel. What shall I call thee, when thou art a dom;

man ? So was I when your highness banish d him :

Ros. I 'll have no worse a name than Jove's own Treason is not inherited, my lord ;

page, Or, if we did derire it from our friends,

And therefore look you call me Ganymede.
What's that to me! my father was no traitor: But what will you be calla?
Then, good my liege, mistake me not so much

Cel. Something that hath a reference to my state; To think my poverty is treacherous.

No longer Celia, but Aliena. Cel. Dear sovereign, hear me speak.

1 Remorse-compassion. Duke F. Ay, Celia; we stay'd her for your sake,

Change-rever.e. Else had she with her father rang'd along.

Swashing. To swish is to make a noise of swords agai..! * Dearly-extremely.



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