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Enter ORLANDO , with a paper
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Enter ORLANDO , with a paper
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ORLANDO Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love.
And thou, thrice-crownéd queen of night, survey
With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above,
Thy huntress' name that my full life doth sway.
5 O Rosalind, these trees shall be my books,
And in their barks my thoughts I’ll character,
That every eye which in this forest looks
Shall see thy virtue witnessed everywhere.
Run, run, Orlando, carve on every tree
10 The fair, the chaste, and unexpressive she.
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ORLANDO Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love.
And thou, thrice-crownéd queen of night, survey
With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above,
Thy huntress' name that my full life doth sway.
O Rosalind, these trees shall be my books,
And in their barks my thoughts I’ll character,
That every eye which in this forest looks
Shall see thy virtue witnessed everywhere.
Run, run, Orlando, carve on every tree
The fair, the chaste, and unexpressive she.
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Exit
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Exit
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Enter CORIN and TOUCHSTONE
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Enter CORIN and TOUCHSTONE
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CORIN And how like you this shepherd’s life, Master Touchstone?
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CORIN And how like you this shepherd’s life, Master Touchstone?
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TOUCHSTONE Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is a good life; but in respect that it is a shepherd’s life, it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I like it very well; but in respect that it is private, it is a very vile life. Now in respect it is in the fields, it pleaseth me well; but in respect it is not in the court, it is tedious. As it is a spare life, look you, it fits my humor well; but as there is no more plenty in it, it goes much against my stomach. Hast any philosophy in thee, shepherd?
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TOUCHSTONE Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is a good life; but in respect that it is a shepherd’s life, it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I like it very well; but in respect that it is private, it is a very vile life. Now in respect it is in the fields, it pleaseth me well; but in respect it is not in the court, it is tedious. As it is a spare life, look you, it fits my humor well; but as there is no more plenty in it, it goes much against my stomach. Hast any philosophy in thee, shepherd?
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CORIN |
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TOUCHSTONE Such a one is a natural philosopher. Wast ever in court, shepherd?
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TOUCHSTONE Such a one is a natural philosopher. Wast ever in court, shepherd?
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CORIN No, truly.
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CORIN No, truly.
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TOUCHSTONE 30 Then thou art damned.
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TOUCHSTONE Then thou art damned.
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CORIN Nay, I hope.
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CORIN Nay, I hope.
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TOUCHSTONE Truly, thou art damned, like an ill-roasted egg, all on one side.
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TOUCHSTONE Truly, thou art damned, like an ill-roasted egg, all on one side.
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CORIN For not being at court? Your reason.
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CORIN For not being at court? Your reason.
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TOUCHSTONE |
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CORIN Not a whit, Touchstone. Those that are good manners at the court are as ridiculous in the country as the behavior of the country is most mockable at the court. You told me you salute not at the court but you kiss your hands. That courtesy would be uncleanly if courtiers were shepherds.
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CORIN Not a whit, Touchstone. Those that are good manners at the court are as ridiculous in the country as the behavior of the country is most mockable at the court. You told me you salute not at the court but you kiss your hands. That courtesy would be uncleanly if courtiers were shepherds.
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TOUCHSTONE Instance, briefly. Come, instance.
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TOUCHSTONE Instance, briefly. Come, instance.
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CORIN |
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TOUCHSTONE Why, do not your courtier’s hands sweat? And is not the grease of a mutton as wholesome as the sweat of a man? Shallow, shallow. A better instance, I say. Come.
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TOUCHSTONE Why, do not your courtier’s hands sweat? And is not the grease of a mutton as wholesome as the sweat of a man? Shallow, shallow. A better instance, I say. Come.
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CORIN 50 Besides, our hands are hard.
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CORIN Besides, our hands are hard.
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TOUCHSTONE Your lips will feel them the sooner. Shallow again. A more sounder instance. Come.
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TOUCHSTONE Your lips will feel them the sooner. Shallow again. A more sounder instance. Come.
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CORIN And they are often tarred over with the surgery of our sheep; and would you have us kiss tar? The courtier’s hands are perfumed with civet.
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CORIN And they are often tarred over with the surgery of our sheep; and would you have us kiss tar? The courtier’s hands are perfumed with civet.
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TOUCHSTONE Most shallow man. Thou worms' meat in respect of a good piece of flesh, indeed. Learn of the wise and perpend: civet is of a baser birth than tar, the very uncleanly flux of a cat. Mend the instance, shepherd.
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TOUCHSTONE Most shallow man. Thou worms' meat in respect of a good piece of flesh, indeed. Learn of the wise and perpend: civet is of a baser birth than tar, the very uncleanly flux of a cat. Mend the instance, shepherd.
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CORIN 60 You have too courtly a wit for me. I’ll rest.
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CORIN You have too courtly a wit for me. I’ll rest.
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TOUCHSTONE Wilt thou rest damned? God help thee, shallow man. God make incision in thee; thou art raw.
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TOUCHSTONE Wilt thou rest damned? God help thee, shallow man. God make incision in thee; thou art raw.
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CORIN Sir, I am a true laborer. I earn that I eat, get that I wear, owe no man hate, envy no man’s happiness, glad of other men’s good, content with my harm, and the greatest of my pride is to see my ewes graze and my lambs suck.
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CORIN Sir, I am a true laborer. I earn that I eat, get that I wear, owe no man hate, envy no man’s happiness, glad of other men’s good, content with my harm, and the greatest of my pride is to see my ewes graze and my lambs suck.
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TOUCHSTONE That is another simple sin in you, to bring the ewes and the rams together and to offer to get your living by the copulation of cattle; to be bawd to a bellwether and to betray a she-lamb of a twelvemonth to a crooked-pated old cuckoldly ram, out of all reasonable match. If thou be’st not damned for this, the devil himself will have no shepherds. I cannot see else how thou shouldst ’scape.
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TOUCHSTONE That is another simple sin in you, to bring the ewes and the rams together and to offer to get your living by the copulation of cattle; to be bawd to a bellwether and to betray a she-lamb of a twelvemonth to a crooked-pated old cuckoldly ram, out of all reasonable match. If thou be’st not damned for this, the devil himself will have no shepherds. I cannot see else how thou shouldst ’scape.
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CORIN Here comes young Master Ganymede, my new mistress’s brother.
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CORIN Here comes young Master Ganymede, my new mistress’s brother.
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Enter ROSALIND , with a paper, reading
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Enter ROSALIND , with a paper, reading
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ROSALIND (as Ganymede, reading) From the east to western Ind,
No jewel is like Rosalind.
Her worth being mounted on the wind,
Through all the world bears Rosalind.
80 All the pictures fairest lined
Are but black to Rosalind.
Let no fair be kept in mind
But the fair of Rosalind.
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ROSALIND (as Ganymede, reading) From the east to western Ind,
No jewel is like Rosalind.
Her worth being mounted on the wind,
Through all the world bears Rosalind.
All the pictures fairest lined
Are but black to Rosalind.
Let no fair be kept in mind
But the fair of Rosalind.
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TOUCHSTONE I’ll rhyme you so eight years together, dinners and suppers and sleeping hours excepted. It is the right butter-women’s rank to market.
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TOUCHSTONE I’ll rhyme you so eight years together, dinners and suppers and sleeping hours excepted. It is the right butter-women’s rank to market.
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ROSALIND Out, fool.
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ROSALIND Out, fool.
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TOUCHSTONE For a taste:
If a hart do lack a hind,
90 Let him seek out Rosalind.
If the cat will after kind,
So, be sure, will Rosalind.
Winter garments must be lined,
So must slender Rosalind.
95 They that reap must sheaf and bind,
Then to cart with Rosalind.
Sweetest nut hath sourest rind;
Such a nut is Rosalind.
He that sweetest rose will find
100 Must find love’s prick, and Rosalind.
This is the very false gallop of verses. Why do you infect yourself with them?
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TOUCHSTONE For a taste:
If a hart do lack a hind,
Let him seek out Rosalind.
If the cat will after kind,
So, be sure, will Rosalind.
Winter garments must be lined,
So must slender Rosalind.
They that reap must sheaf and bind,
Then to cart with Rosalind.
Sweetest nut hath sourest rind;
Such a nut is Rosalind.
He that sweetest rose will find
Must find love’s prick, and Rosalind.
This is the very false gallop of verses. Why do you infect yourself with them?
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ROSALIND Peace, you dull fool. I found them on a tree.
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ROSALIND Peace, you dull fool. I found them on a tree.
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TOUCHSTONE Truly, the tree yields bad fruit.
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TOUCHSTONE Truly, the tree yields bad fruit.
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ROSALIND |
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TOUCHSTONE You have said, but whether wisely or no, let the forest judge.
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TOUCHSTONE You have said, but whether wisely or no, let the forest judge.
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Enter CELIA , with a writing
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Enter CELIA , with a writing
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ROSALIND Peace. Here comes my sister reading. Stand aside.
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ROSALIND Peace. Here comes my sister reading. Stand aside.
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CELIA (as Aliena, reads) Why should this a desert be?
For it is unpeopled? No.
Tongues I’ll hang on every tree
115 That shall civil sayings show.
Some how brief the life of man
Runs his erring pilgrimage,
That the stretching of a span
Buckles in his sum of age;
120 Some of violated vows
'Twixt the souls of friend and friend.
But upon the fairest boughs,
Or at every sentence end,
Will I “Rosalinda” write,
125 Teaching all that read to know
The quintessence of every sprite
Heaven would in little show.
Therefore heaven nature charged
That one body should be filled
130 With all graces wide-enlarged.
Nature presently distilled
Helen’s cheek, but not her heart,
Cleopatra’s majesty,
Atalanta’s better part,
135 Sad Lucretia’s modesty.
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CELIA (as Aliena, reads) Why should this a desert be?
For it is unpeopled? No.
Tongues I’ll hang on every tree
That shall civil sayings show.
Some how brief the life of man
Runs his erring pilgrimage,
That the stretching of a span
Buckles in his sum of age;
Some of violated vows
'Twixt the souls of friend and friend.
But upon the fairest boughs,
Or at every sentence end,
Will I “Rosalinda” write,
Teaching all that read to know
The quintessence of every sprite
Heaven would in little show.
Therefore heaven nature charged
That one body should be filled
With all graces wide-enlarged.
Nature presently distilled
Helen’s cheek, but not her heart,
Cleopatra’s majesty,
Atalanta’s better part,
Sad Lucretia’s modesty.
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Thus Rosalind of many parts
By heavenly synod was devised,
Of many faces, eyes, and hearts
To have the touches dearest prized.
140 Heaven would that she these gifts should have
And I to live and die her slave.
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Thus Rosalind of many parts
By heavenly synod was devised,
Of many faces, eyes, and hearts
To have the touches dearest prized.
Heaven would that she these gifts should have
And I to live and die her slave.
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ROSALIND O most gentle Jupiter, what tedious homily of love have you wearied your parishioners withal, and never cried, “Have patience, good people.”
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ROSALIND O most gentle Jupiter, what tedious homily of love have you wearied your parishioners withal, and never cried, “Have patience, good people.”
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CELIA |
CELIA |
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TOUCHSTONE Come, shepherd, let us make an honorable retreat, though not with bag and baggage, yet with scrip and scrippage.
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TOUCHSTONE Come, shepherd, let us make an honorable retreat, though not with bag and baggage, yet with scrip and scrippage.
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Exeunt CORIN and TOUCHSTONE
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Exeunt CORIN and TOUCHSTONE
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CELIA 150 Didst thou hear these verses?
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CELIA Didst thou hear these verses?
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ROSALIND Oh, yes, I heard them all, and more too, for some of them had in them more feet than the verses would bear.
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ROSALIND Oh, yes, I heard them all, and more too, for some of them had in them more feet than the verses would bear.
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CELIA That’s no matter. The feet might bear the verses.
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CELIA That’s no matter. The feet might bear the verses.
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ROSALIND Ay, but the feet were lame and could not bear themselves without the verse, and therefore stood lamely in the verse.
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ROSALIND Ay, but the feet were lame and could not bear themselves without the verse, and therefore stood lamely in the verse.
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CELIA But didst thou hear without wondering how thy name should be hanged and carved upon these trees?
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CELIA But didst thou hear without wondering how thy name should be hanged and carved upon these trees?
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ROSALIND I was seven of the nine days out of the wonder before you came, for look here what I found on a palm tree. I was never so berhymed since Pythagoras' time, that I was an Irish rat, which I can hardly remember.
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ROSALIND I was seven of the nine days out of the wonder before you came, for look here what I found on a palm tree. I was never so berhymed since Pythagoras' time, that I was an Irish rat, which I can hardly remember.
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CELIA Trow you who hath done this?
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CELIA Trow you who hath done this?
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ROSALIND Is it a man?
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ROSALIND Is it a man?
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CELIA And a chain, that you once wore, about his neck. Change you color?
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CELIA And a chain, that you once wore, about his neck. Change you color?
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ROSALIND I prithee, who?
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ROSALIND I prithee, who?
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CELIA O Lord, Lord, it is a hard matter for friends to meet, but mountains may be removed with earthquakes and so encounter.
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CELIA O Lord, Lord, it is a hard matter for friends to meet, but mountains may be removed with earthquakes and so encounter.
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ROSALIND 170 Nay, but who is it?
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ROSALIND Nay, but who is it?
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CELIA Is it possible?
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CELIA Is it possible?
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ROSALIND Nay, I prithee now, with most petitionary vehemence, tell me who it is.
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ROSALIND Nay, I prithee now, with most petitionary vehemence, tell me who it is.
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CELIA O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful, and yet again wonderful, and after that, out of all whooping!
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CELIA O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful, and yet again wonderful, and after that, out of all whooping!
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ROSALIND Good my complexion, dost thou think though I am caparisoned like a man, I have a doublet and hose in my disposition? One inch of delay more is a South Sea of discovery. I prithee, tell me who is it quickly, and speak apace. I would thou couldst stammer, that thou might’st pour this concealed man out of thy mouth as wine comes out of a narrow-mouthed bottle—either too much at once, or none at all. I prithee take the cork out of thy mouth, that I may drink thy tidings.
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ROSALIND Good my complexion, dost thou think though I am caparisoned like a man, I have a doublet and hose in my disposition? One inch of delay more is a South Sea of discovery. I prithee, tell me who is it quickly, and speak apace. I would thou couldst stammer, that thou might’st pour this concealed man out of thy mouth as wine comes out of a narrow-mouthed bottle—either too much at once, or none at all. I prithee take the cork out of thy mouth, that I may drink thy tidings.
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CELIA So you may put a man in your belly.
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CELIA So you may put a man in your belly.
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ROSALIND Is he of God’s making? What manner of man? Is his head worth a hat or his chin worth a beard?
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ROSALIND Is he of God’s making? What manner of man? Is his head worth a hat or his chin worth a beard?
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CELIA Nay, he hath but a little beard.
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CELIA Nay, he hath but a little beard.
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ROSALIND |
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CELIA It is young Orlando, that tripped up the wrestler’s heels and your heart both in an instant.
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CELIA It is young Orlando, that tripped up the wrestler’s heels and your heart both in an instant.
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ROSALIND |
ROSALIND |
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CELIA I' faith, coz, ’tis he.
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CELIA I' faith, coz, ’tis he.
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ROSALIND Orlando?
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ROSALIND Orlando?
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CELIA Orlando.
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CELIA Orlando.
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ROSALIND |
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CELIA You must borrow me Gargantua’s mouth first. 'Tis a word too great for any mouth of this age’s size. To say ay and no to these particulars is more than to answer in a catechism.
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CELIA You must borrow me Gargantua’s mouth first. 'Tis a word too great for any mouth of this age’s size. To say ay and no to these particulars is more than to answer in a catechism.
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ROSALIND But doth he know that I am in this forest and in man’s apparel? Looks he as freshly as he did the day he wrestled?
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ROSALIND But doth he know that I am in this forest and in man’s apparel? Looks he as freshly as he did the day he wrestled?
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CELIA It is as easy to count atomies as to resolve the propositions of a lover. But take a taste of my finding him, and relish it with good observance. I found him under a tree like a dropped acorn.
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CELIA It is as easy to count atomies as to resolve the propositions of a lover. But take a taste of my finding him, and relish it with good observance. I found him under a tree like a dropped acorn.
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ROSALIND |
ROSALIND |
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CELIA Give me audience, good madam.
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CELIA Give me audience, good madam.
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ROSALIND Proceed.
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ROSALIND Proceed.
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CELIA There lay he, stretched along like a wounded knight.
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CELIA There lay he, stretched along like a wounded knight.
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ROSALIND |
ROSALIND |
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CELIA Cry “holla” to thy tongue, I prithee. It curvets unseasonably. He was furnished like a hunter.
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CELIA Cry “holla” to thy tongue, I prithee. It curvets unseasonably. He was furnished like a hunter.
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ROSALIND Oh, ominous! He comes to kill my heart.
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ROSALIND Oh, ominous! He comes to kill my heart.
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CELIA |
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ROSALIND Do you not know I am a woman? When I think, I must speak. Sweet, say on.
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ROSALIND Do you not know I am a woman? When I think, I must speak. Sweet, say on.
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CELIA You bring me out. Soft, comes he not here?
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CELIA You bring me out. Soft, comes he not here?
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Enter ORLANDO and JAQUES
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Enter ORLANDO and JAQUES
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ROSALIND 230 'Tis he. Slink by, and note him.
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ROSALIND 'Tis he. Slink by, and note him.
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JAQUES I thank you for your company, but, good faith, I had as lief have been myself alone.
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JAQUES I thank you for your company, but, good faith, I had as lief have been myself alone.
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ORLANDO And so had I, but yet, for fashion sake, I thank you too for your society.
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ORLANDO And so had I, but yet, for fashion sake, I thank you too for your society.
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JAQUES 235 God be wi' you. Let’s meet as little as we can.
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JAQUES God be wi' you. Let’s meet as little as we can.
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ORLANDO I do desire we may be better strangers.
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ORLANDO I do desire we may be better strangers.
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JAQUES I pray you mar no more trees with writing love songs in their barks.
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JAQUES I pray you mar no more trees with writing love songs in their barks.
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ORLANDO I pray you mar no more of my verses with reading them ill- favoredly.
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ORLANDO I pray you mar no more of my verses with reading them ill- favoredly.
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JAQUES Rosalind is your love’s name?
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JAQUES Rosalind is your love’s name?
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ORLANDO Yes, just.
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ORLANDO Yes, just.
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JAQUES I do not like her name.
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JAQUES I do not like her name.
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ORLANDO There was no thought of pleasing you when she was christened.
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ORLANDO There was no thought of pleasing you when she was christened.
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JAQUES What stature is she of?
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JAQUES What stature is she of?
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ORLANDO Just as high as my heart.
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ORLANDO Just as high as my heart.
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JAQUES You are full of pretty answers. Have you not been acquainted with goldsmiths' wives and conned them out of rings?
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JAQUES You are full of pretty answers. Have you not been acquainted with goldsmiths' wives and conned them out of rings?
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ORLANDO Not so. But I answer you right painted cloth, from whence you have studied your questions.
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ORLANDO Not so. But I answer you right painted cloth, from whence you have studied your questions.
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JAQUES You have a nimble wit. I think ’twas made of Atalanta’s heels. Will you sit down with me? And we two will rail against our mistress the world and all our misery.
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JAQUES You have a nimble wit. I think ’twas made of Atalanta’s heels. Will you sit down with me? And we two will rail against our mistress the world and all our misery.
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ORLANDO I will chide no breather in the world but myself, against whom I know most faults.
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ORLANDO I will chide no breather in the world but myself, against whom I know most faults.
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JAQUES The worst fault you have is to be in love.
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JAQUES The worst fault you have is to be in love.
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ORLANDO 'Tis a fault I will not change for your best virtue. I am weary of you.
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ORLANDO 'Tis a fault I will not change for your best virtue. I am weary of you.
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JAQUES By my troth, I was seeking for a fool when I found you.
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JAQUES By my troth, I was seeking for a fool when I found you.
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ORLANDO He is drowned in the brook. Look but in, and you shall see him.
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ORLANDO He is drowned in the brook. Look but in, and you shall see him.
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JAQUES There I shall see mine own figure.
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JAQUES There I shall see mine own figure.
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ORLANDO 265 Which I take to be either a fool or a cipher.
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ORLANDO Which I take to be either a fool or a cipher.
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JAQUES I’ll tarry no longer with you. Farewell, good Signior Love.
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JAQUES I’ll tarry no longer with you. Farewell, good Signior Love.
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ORLANDO I am glad of your departure. Adieu, good Monsieur
Melancholy.
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ORLANDO I am glad of your departure. Adieu, good Monsieur
Melancholy.
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Exit JAQUES
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Exit JAQUES
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ROSALIND (aside to CELIA) I will speak to him like a saucy lackey, and under that habit play the knave with him.—Do you hear, forester?
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ROSALIND (aside to CELIA) I will speak to him like a saucy lackey, and under that habit play the knave with him.—Do you hear, forester?
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ORLANDO Very well. What would you?
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ORLANDO Very well. What would you?
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ROSALIND (as Ganymede) I pray you, what is ’t o'clock?
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ROSALIND (as Ganymede) I pray you, what is ’t o'clock?
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ORLANDO You should ask me what time o' day. There’s no clock in the forest.
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ORLANDO You should ask me what time o' day. There’s no clock in the forest.
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ROSALIND Then there is no true lover in the forest, else sighing every minute and groaning every hour would detect the lazy foot of time as well as a clock.
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ROSALIND Then there is no true lover in the forest, else sighing every minute and groaning every hour would detect the lazy foot of time as well as a clock.
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ORLANDO And why not the swift foot of time? Had not that been as proper?
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ORLANDO And why not the swift foot of time? Had not that been as proper?
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ROSALIND By no means, sir. Time travels in diverse paces with diverse persons. I’ll tell you who time ambles withal, who time trots withal, who time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal.
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ROSALIND By no means, sir. Time travels in diverse paces with diverse persons. I’ll tell you who time ambles withal, who time trots withal, who time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal.
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ORLANDO 285 I prithee, who doth he trot withal?
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ORLANDO I prithee, who doth he trot withal?
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ROSALIND Marry, he trots hard with a young maid between the contract of her marriage and the day it is solemnized. If the interim be but a se'nnight, time’s pace is so hard that it seems the length of seven year.
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ROSALIND Marry, he trots hard with a young maid between the contract of her marriage and the day it is solemnized. If the interim be but a se'nnight, time’s pace is so hard that it seems the length of seven year.
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ORLANDO 290 Who ambles time withal?
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ORLANDO Who ambles time withal?
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ROSALIND With a priest that lacks Latin and a rich man that hath not the gout, for the one sleeps easily because he cannot study and the other lives merrily because he feels no pain—the one lacking the burden of lean and wasteful learning, the other knowing no burden of heavy tedious penury. These time ambles withal.
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ROSALIND With a priest that lacks Latin and a rich man that hath not the gout, for the one sleeps easily because he cannot study and the other lives merrily because he feels no pain—the one lacking the burden of lean and wasteful learning, the other knowing no burden of heavy tedious penury. These time ambles withal.
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ORLANDO Who doth he gallop withal?
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ORLANDO Who doth he gallop withal?
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ROSALIND With a thief to the gallows, for though he go as softly as foot can fall, he thinks himself too soon there.
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ROSALIND With a thief to the gallows, for though he go as softly as foot can fall, he thinks himself too soon there.
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ORLANDO 300 Who stays it still withal?
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ORLANDO Who stays it still withal?
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ROSALIND With lawyers in the vacation, for they sleep between term and term, and then they perceive not how time moves.
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ROSALIND With lawyers in the vacation, for they sleep between term and term, and then they perceive not how time moves.
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ORLANDO Where dwell you, pretty youth?
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ORLANDO Where dwell you, pretty youth?
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ROSALIND With this shepherdess, my sister, here in the skirts of the forest like fringe upon a petticoat.
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ROSALIND With this shepherdess, my sister, here in the skirts of the forest like fringe upon a petticoat.
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ORLANDO Are you native of this place?
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ORLANDO Are you native of this place?
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ROSALIND As the cony that you see dwell where she is kindled.
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ROSALIND As the cony that you see dwell where she is kindled.
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ORLANDO Your accent is something finer than you could purchase in so removed a dwelling.
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ORLANDO Your accent is something finer than you could purchase in so removed a dwelling.
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ORLANDO Can you remember any of the principal evils that he laid to the charge of women?
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ORLANDO Can you remember any of the principal evils that he laid to the charge of women?
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ROSALIND There were none principal. They were all like one another as half-pence are, every one fault seeming monstrous till his fellow fault came to match it.
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ROSALIND There were none principal. They were all like one another as half-pence are, every one fault seeming monstrous till his fellow fault came to match it.
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ORLANDO I prithee, recount some of them.
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ORLANDO I prithee, recount some of them.
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ROSALIND No, I will not cast away my physic but on those that are sick. There is a man haunts the forest that abuses our young plants with carving “Rosalind” on their barks, hangs odes upon hawthorns and elegies on brambles, all, forsooth, deifying the name of Rosalind. If I could meet that fancy- monger I would give him some good counsel, for he seems to have the quotidian of love upon him.
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ROSALIND No, I will not cast away my physic but on those that are sick. There is a man haunts the forest that abuses our young plants with carving “Rosalind” on their barks, hangs odes upon hawthorns and elegies on brambles, all, forsooth, deifying the name of Rosalind. If I could meet that fancy- monger I would give him some good counsel, for he seems to have the quotidian of love upon him.
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ROSALIND There is none of my uncle’s marks upon you. He taught me how to know a man in love, in which cage of rushes I am sure you are not prisoner.
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ROSALIND There is none of my uncle’s marks upon you. He taught me how to know a man in love, in which cage of rushes I am sure you are not prisoner.
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ORLANDO 335 What were his marks?
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ORLANDO What were his marks?
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ROSALIND A lean cheek, which you have not; a blue eye and sunken, which you have not; an unquestionable spirit, which you have not; a beard neglected, which you have not—but I pardon you for that, for simply your having in beard is a younger brother’s revenue. Then your hose should be ungartered, your bonnet unbanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe untied, and everything about you demonstrating a careless desolation. But you are no such man. You are rather point-device in your accouterments, as loving yourself than seeming the lover of any other.
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ROSALIND A lean cheek, which you have not; a blue eye and sunken, which you have not; an unquestionable spirit, which you have not; a beard neglected, which you have not—but I pardon you for that, for simply your having in beard is a younger brother’s revenue. Then your hose should be ungartered, your bonnet unbanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe untied, and everything about you demonstrating a careless desolation. But you are no such man. You are rather point-device in your accouterments, as loving yourself than seeming the lover of any other.
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ORLANDO Fair youth, I would I could make thee believe I love.
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ORLANDO Fair youth, I would I could make thee believe I love.
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ROSALIND Me believe it? You may as soon make her that you love believe it, which I warrant she is apter to do than to confess she does. That is one of the points in the which women still give the lie to their consciences. But, in good sooth, are you he that hangs the verses on the trees wherein Rosalind is so admired?
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ROSALIND Me believe it? You may as soon make her that you love believe it, which I warrant she is apter to do than to confess she does. That is one of the points in the which women still give the lie to their consciences. But, in good sooth, are you he that hangs the verses on the trees wherein Rosalind is so admired?
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ORLANDO I swear to thee, youth, by the white hand of Rosalind, I am that he, that unfortunate he.
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ORLANDO I swear to thee, youth, by the white hand of Rosalind, I am that he, that unfortunate he.
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ROSALIND 355 But are you so much in love as your rhymes speak?
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ROSALIND But are you so much in love as your rhymes speak?
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ORLANDO Neither rhyme nor reason can express how much.
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ORLANDO Neither rhyme nor reason can express how much.
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ROSALIND Love is merely a madness and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do, and the reason why they are not so punished and cured is that the lunacy is so ordinary that the whippers are in love, too. Yet I profess curing it by counsel.
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ROSALIND Love is merely a madness and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do, and the reason why they are not so punished and cured is that the lunacy is so ordinary that the whippers are in love, too. Yet I profess curing it by counsel.
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ORLANDO Did you ever cure any so?
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ORLANDO Did you ever cure any so?
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ROSALIND Yes, one, and in this manner. He was to imagine me his love, his mistress, and I set him every day to woo me; at which time would I, being but a moonish youth, grieve, be effeminate, changeable, longing and liking, proud, fantastical, apish, shallow, inconstant, full of tears, full of smiles; for every passion something, and for no passion truly anything, as boys and women are, for the most part, cattle of this color; would now like him, now loathe him; then entertain him, then forswear him; now weep for him, then spit at him, that I drave my suitor from his mad humor of love to a living humor of madness, which was to forswear the full stream of the world and to live in a nook merely monastic. And thus I cured him, and this way will I take upon me to wash your liver as clean as a sound sheep’s heart, that there shall not be one spot of love in ’t.
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ROSALIND Yes, one, and in this manner. He was to imagine me his love, his mistress, and I set him every day to woo me; at which time would I, being but a moonish youth, grieve, be effeminate, changeable, longing and liking, proud, fantastical, apish, shallow, inconstant, full of tears, full of smiles; for every passion something, and for no passion truly anything, as boys and women are, for the most part, cattle of this color; would now like him, now loathe him; then entertain him, then forswear him; now weep for him, then spit at him, that I drave my suitor from his mad humor of love to a living humor of madness, which was to forswear the full stream of the world and to live in a nook merely monastic. And thus I cured him, and this way will I take upon me to wash your liver as clean as a sound sheep’s heart, that there shall not be one spot of love in ’t.
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ORLANDO I would not be cured, youth.
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ORLANDO I would not be cured, youth.
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ROSALIND I would cure you if you would but call me Rosalind and come every day to my cote and woo me.
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ROSALIND I would cure you if you would but call me Rosalind and come every day to my cote and woo me.
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ORLANDO Now, by the faith of my love, I will. Tell me where it is.
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ORLANDO Now, by the faith of my love, I will. Tell me where it is.
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ROSALIND Go with me to it, and I’ll show it you; and by the way you shall tell me where in the forest you live. Will you go?
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ROSALIND Go with me to it, and I’ll show it you; and by the way you shall tell me where in the forest you live. Will you go?
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ORLANDO With all my heart, good youth.
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ORLANDO With all my heart, good youth.
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Enter ORLANDO , with a paper
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Enter ORLANDO , with a paper
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ORLANDO Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love.
And thou, thrice-crownéd queen of night, survey
With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above,
Thy huntress' name that my full life doth sway.
5 O Rosalind, these trees shall be my books,
And in their barks my thoughts I’ll character,
That every eye which in this forest looks
Shall see thy virtue witnessed everywhere.
Run, run, Orlando, carve on every tree
10 The fair, the chaste, and unexpressive she.
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ORLANDO Hang there, my verse, in witness of my love.
And thou, thrice-crownéd queen of night, survey
With thy chaste eye, from thy pale sphere above,
Thy huntress' name that my full life doth sway.
O Rosalind, these trees shall be my books,
And in their barks my thoughts I’ll character,
That every eye which in this forest looks
Shall see thy virtue witnessed everywhere.
Run, run, Orlando, carve on every tree
The fair, the chaste, and unexpressive she.
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Exit
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Enter CORIN and TOUCHSTONE
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Enter CORIN and TOUCHSTONE
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CORIN And how like you this shepherd’s life, Master Touchstone?
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CORIN And how like you this shepherd’s life, Master Touchstone?
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TOUCHSTONE Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is a good life; but in respect that it is a shepherd’s life, it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I like it very well; but in respect that it is private, it is a very vile life. Now in respect it is in the fields, it pleaseth me well; but in respect it is not in the court, it is tedious. As it is a spare life, look you, it fits my humor well; but as there is no more plenty in it, it goes much against my stomach. Hast any philosophy in thee, shepherd?
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TOUCHSTONE Truly, shepherd, in respect of itself, it is a good life; but in respect that it is a shepherd’s life, it is naught. In respect that it is solitary, I like it very well; but in respect that it is private, it is a very vile life. Now in respect it is in the fields, it pleaseth me well; but in respect it is not in the court, it is tedious. As it is a spare life, look you, it fits my humor well; but as there is no more plenty in it, it goes much against my stomach. Hast any philosophy in thee, shepherd?
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TOUCHSTONE Such a one is a natural philosopher. Wast ever in court, shepherd?
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TOUCHSTONE Such a one is a natural philosopher. Wast ever in court, shepherd?
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CORIN No, truly.
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CORIN No, truly.
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TOUCHSTONE 30 Then thou art damned.
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TOUCHSTONE Then thou art damned.
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CORIN Nay, I hope.
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CORIN Nay, I hope.
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TOUCHSTONE Truly, thou art damned, like an ill-roasted egg, all on one side.
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TOUCHSTONE Truly, thou art damned, like an ill-roasted egg, all on one side.
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CORIN For not being at court? Your reason.
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CORIN For not being at court? Your reason.
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CORIN Not a whit, Touchstone. Those that are good manners at the court are as ridiculous in the country as the behavior of the country is most mockable at the court. You told me you salute not at the court but you kiss your hands. That courtesy would be uncleanly if courtiers were shepherds.
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CORIN Not a whit, Touchstone. Those that are good manners at the court are as ridiculous in the country as the behavior of the country is most mockable at the court. You told me you salute not at the court but you kiss your hands. That courtesy would be uncleanly if courtiers were shepherds.
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TOUCHSTONE Instance, briefly. Come, instance.
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TOUCHSTONE Instance, briefly. Come, instance.
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TOUCHSTONE Why, do not your courtier’s hands sweat? And is not the grease of a mutton as wholesome as the sweat of a man? Shallow, shallow. A better instance, I say. Come.
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TOUCHSTONE Why, do not your courtier’s hands sweat? And is not the grease of a mutton as wholesome as the sweat of a man? Shallow, shallow. A better instance, I say. Come.
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CORIN 50 Besides, our hands are hard.
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CORIN Besides, our hands are hard.
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TOUCHSTONE Your lips will feel them the sooner. Shallow again. A more sounder instance. Come.
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TOUCHSTONE Your lips will feel them the sooner. Shallow again. A more sounder instance. Come.
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CORIN And they are often tarred over with the surgery of our sheep; and would you have us kiss tar? The courtier’s hands are perfumed with civet.
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CORIN And they are often tarred over with the surgery of our sheep; and would you have us kiss tar? The courtier’s hands are perfumed with civet.
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TOUCHSTONE Most shallow man. Thou worms' meat in respect of a good piece of flesh, indeed. Learn of the wise and perpend: civet is of a baser birth than tar, the very uncleanly flux of a cat. Mend the instance, shepherd.
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TOUCHSTONE Most shallow man. Thou worms' meat in respect of a good piece of flesh, indeed. Learn of the wise and perpend: civet is of a baser birth than tar, the very uncleanly flux of a cat. Mend the instance, shepherd.
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CORIN 60 You have too courtly a wit for me. I’ll rest.
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CORIN You have too courtly a wit for me. I’ll rest.
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TOUCHSTONE Wilt thou rest damned? God help thee, shallow man. God make incision in thee; thou art raw.
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TOUCHSTONE Wilt thou rest damned? God help thee, shallow man. God make incision in thee; thou art raw.
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CORIN Sir, I am a true laborer. I earn that I eat, get that I wear, owe no man hate, envy no man’s happiness, glad of other men’s good, content with my harm, and the greatest of my pride is to see my ewes graze and my lambs suck.
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CORIN Sir, I am a true laborer. I earn that I eat, get that I wear, owe no man hate, envy no man’s happiness, glad of other men’s good, content with my harm, and the greatest of my pride is to see my ewes graze and my lambs suck.
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TOUCHSTONE That is another simple sin in you, to bring the ewes and the rams together and to offer to get your living by the copulation of cattle; to be bawd to a bellwether and to betray a she-lamb of a twelvemonth to a crooked-pated old cuckoldly ram, out of all reasonable match. If thou be’st not damned for this, the devil himself will have no shepherds. I cannot see else how thou shouldst ’scape.
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TOUCHSTONE That is another simple sin in you, to bring the ewes and the rams together and to offer to get your living by the copulation of cattle; to be bawd to a bellwether and to betray a she-lamb of a twelvemonth to a crooked-pated old cuckoldly ram, out of all reasonable match. If thou be’st not damned for this, the devil himself will have no shepherds. I cannot see else how thou shouldst ’scape.
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CORIN Here comes young Master Ganymede, my new mistress’s brother.
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CORIN Here comes young Master Ganymede, my new mistress’s brother.
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Enter ROSALIND , with a paper, reading
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Enter ROSALIND , with a paper, reading
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ROSALIND (as Ganymede, reading) From the east to western Ind,
No jewel is like Rosalind.
Her worth being mounted on the wind,
Through all the world bears Rosalind.
80 All the pictures fairest lined
Are but black to Rosalind.
Let no fair be kept in mind
But the fair of Rosalind.
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ROSALIND (as Ganymede, reading) From the east to western Ind,
No jewel is like Rosalind.
Her worth being mounted on the wind,
Through all the world bears Rosalind.
All the pictures fairest lined
Are but black to Rosalind.
Let no fair be kept in mind
But the fair of Rosalind.
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TOUCHSTONE I’ll rhyme you so eight years together, dinners and suppers and sleeping hours excepted. It is the right butter-women’s rank to market.
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TOUCHSTONE I’ll rhyme you so eight years together, dinners and suppers and sleeping hours excepted. It is the right butter-women’s rank to market.
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ROSALIND Out, fool.
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ROSALIND Out, fool.
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TOUCHSTONE For a taste:
If a hart do lack a hind,
90 Let him seek out Rosalind.
If the cat will after kind,
So, be sure, will Rosalind.
Winter garments must be lined,
So must slender Rosalind.
95 They that reap must sheaf and bind,
Then to cart with Rosalind.
Sweetest nut hath sourest rind;
Such a nut is Rosalind.
He that sweetest rose will find
100 Must find love’s prick, and Rosalind.
This is the very false gallop of verses. Why do you infect yourself with them?
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TOUCHSTONE For a taste:
If a hart do lack a hind,
Let him seek out Rosalind.
If the cat will after kind,
So, be sure, will Rosalind.
Winter garments must be lined,
So must slender Rosalind.
They that reap must sheaf and bind,
Then to cart with Rosalind.
Sweetest nut hath sourest rind;
Such a nut is Rosalind.
He that sweetest rose will find
Must find love’s prick, and Rosalind.
This is the very false gallop of verses. Why do you infect yourself with them?
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ROSALIND Peace, you dull fool. I found them on a tree.
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ROSALIND Peace, you dull fool. I found them on a tree.
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TOUCHSTONE Truly, the tree yields bad fruit.
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TOUCHSTONE Truly, the tree yields bad fruit.
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TOUCHSTONE You have said, but whether wisely or no, let the forest judge.
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TOUCHSTONE You have said, but whether wisely or no, let the forest judge.
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Enter CELIA , with a writing
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Enter CELIA , with a writing
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ROSALIND Peace. Here comes my sister reading. Stand aside.
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ROSALIND Peace. Here comes my sister reading. Stand aside.
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CELIA (as Aliena, reads) Why should this a desert be?
For it is unpeopled? No.
Tongues I’ll hang on every tree
115 That shall civil sayings show.
Some how brief the life of man
Runs his erring pilgrimage,
That the stretching of a span
Buckles in his sum of age;
120 Some of violated vows
'Twixt the souls of friend and friend.
But upon the fairest boughs,
Or at every sentence end,
Will I “Rosalinda” write,
125 Teaching all that read to know
The quintessence of every sprite
Heaven would in little show.
Therefore heaven nature charged
That one body should be filled
130 With all graces wide-enlarged.
Nature presently distilled
Helen’s cheek, but not her heart,
Cleopatra’s majesty,
Atalanta’s better part,
135 Sad Lucretia’s modesty.
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CELIA (as Aliena, reads) Why should this a desert be?
For it is unpeopled? No.
Tongues I’ll hang on every tree
That shall civil sayings show.
Some how brief the life of man
Runs his erring pilgrimage,
That the stretching of a span
Buckles in his sum of age;
Some of violated vows
'Twixt the souls of friend and friend.
But upon the fairest boughs,
Or at every sentence end,
Will I “Rosalinda” write,
Teaching all that read to know
The quintessence of every sprite
Heaven would in little show.
Therefore heaven nature charged
That one body should be filled
With all graces wide-enlarged.
Nature presently distilled
Helen’s cheek, but not her heart,
Cleopatra’s majesty,
Atalanta’s better part,
Sad Lucretia’s modesty.
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Thus Rosalind of many parts
By heavenly synod was devised,
Of many faces, eyes, and hearts
To have the touches dearest prized.
140 Heaven would that she these gifts should have
And I to live and die her slave.
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Thus Rosalind of many parts
By heavenly synod was devised,
Of many faces, eyes, and hearts
To have the touches dearest prized.
Heaven would that she these gifts should have
And I to live and die her slave.
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ROSALIND O most gentle Jupiter, what tedious homily of love have you wearied your parishioners withal, and never cried, “Have patience, good people.”
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ROSALIND O most gentle Jupiter, what tedious homily of love have you wearied your parishioners withal, and never cried, “Have patience, good people.”
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TOUCHSTONE Come, shepherd, let us make an honorable retreat, though not with bag and baggage, yet with scrip and scrippage.
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TOUCHSTONE Come, shepherd, let us make an honorable retreat, though not with bag and baggage, yet with scrip and scrippage.
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Exeunt CORIN and TOUCHSTONE
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CELIA 150 Didst thou hear these verses?
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CELIA Didst thou hear these verses?
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ROSALIND Oh, yes, I heard them all, and more too, for some of them had in them more feet than the verses would bear.
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ROSALIND Oh, yes, I heard them all, and more too, for some of them had in them more feet than the verses would bear.
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CELIA That’s no matter. The feet might bear the verses.
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CELIA That’s no matter. The feet might bear the verses.
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ROSALIND Ay, but the feet were lame and could not bear themselves without the verse, and therefore stood lamely in the verse.
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ROSALIND Ay, but the feet were lame and could not bear themselves without the verse, and therefore stood lamely in the verse.
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CELIA But didst thou hear without wondering how thy name should be hanged and carved upon these trees?
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CELIA But didst thou hear without wondering how thy name should be hanged and carved upon these trees?
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ROSALIND I was seven of the nine days out of the wonder before you came, for look here what I found on a palm tree. I was never so berhymed since Pythagoras' time, that I was an Irish rat, which I can hardly remember.
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ROSALIND I was seven of the nine days out of the wonder before you came, for look here what I found on a palm tree. I was never so berhymed since Pythagoras' time, that I was an Irish rat, which I can hardly remember.
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CELIA Trow you who hath done this?
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CELIA Trow you who hath done this?
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ROSALIND Is it a man?
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ROSALIND Is it a man?
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CELIA And a chain, that you once wore, about his neck. Change you color?
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CELIA And a chain, that you once wore, about his neck. Change you color?
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ROSALIND I prithee, who?
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ROSALIND I prithee, who?
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CELIA O Lord, Lord, it is a hard matter for friends to meet, but mountains may be removed with earthquakes and so encounter.
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CELIA O Lord, Lord, it is a hard matter for friends to meet, but mountains may be removed with earthquakes and so encounter.
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ROSALIND 170 Nay, but who is it?
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ROSALIND Nay, but who is it?
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CELIA Is it possible?
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CELIA Is it possible?
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ROSALIND Nay, I prithee now, with most petitionary vehemence, tell me who it is.
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ROSALIND Nay, I prithee now, with most petitionary vehemence, tell me who it is.
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CELIA O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful, and yet again wonderful, and after that, out of all whooping!
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CELIA O wonderful, wonderful, and most wonderful wonderful, and yet again wonderful, and after that, out of all whooping!
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ROSALIND Good my complexion, dost thou think though I am caparisoned like a man, I have a doublet and hose in my disposition? One inch of delay more is a South Sea of discovery. I prithee, tell me who is it quickly, and speak apace. I would thou couldst stammer, that thou might’st pour this concealed man out of thy mouth as wine comes out of a narrow-mouthed bottle—either too much at once, or none at all. I prithee take the cork out of thy mouth, that I may drink thy tidings.
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ROSALIND Good my complexion, dost thou think though I am caparisoned like a man, I have a doublet and hose in my disposition? One inch of delay more is a South Sea of discovery. I prithee, tell me who is it quickly, and speak apace. I would thou couldst stammer, that thou might’st pour this concealed man out of thy mouth as wine comes out of a narrow-mouthed bottle—either too much at once, or none at all. I prithee take the cork out of thy mouth, that I may drink thy tidings.
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CELIA So you may put a man in your belly.
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CELIA So you may put a man in your belly.
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ROSALIND Is he of God’s making? What manner of man? Is his head worth a hat or his chin worth a beard?
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ROSALIND Is he of God’s making? What manner of man? Is his head worth a hat or his chin worth a beard?
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CELIA Nay, he hath but a little beard.
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CELIA Nay, he hath but a little beard.
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CELIA It is young Orlando, that tripped up the wrestler’s heels and your heart both in an instant.
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CELIA It is young Orlando, that tripped up the wrestler’s heels and your heart both in an instant.
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ROSALIND |
ROSALIND |
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CELIA I' faith, coz, ’tis he.
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CELIA I' faith, coz, ’tis he.
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ROSALIND Orlando?
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ROSALIND Orlando?
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CELIA Orlando.
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CELIA Orlando.
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CELIA You must borrow me Gargantua’s mouth first. 'Tis a word too great for any mouth of this age’s size. To say ay and no to these particulars is more than to answer in a catechism.
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CELIA You must borrow me Gargantua’s mouth first. 'Tis a word too great for any mouth of this age’s size. To say ay and no to these particulars is more than to answer in a catechism.
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ROSALIND But doth he know that I am in this forest and in man’s apparel? Looks he as freshly as he did the day he wrestled?
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ROSALIND But doth he know that I am in this forest and in man’s apparel? Looks he as freshly as he did the day he wrestled?
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CELIA It is as easy to count atomies as to resolve the propositions of a lover. But take a taste of my finding him, and relish it with good observance. I found him under a tree like a dropped acorn.
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CELIA It is as easy to count atomies as to resolve the propositions of a lover. But take a taste of my finding him, and relish it with good observance. I found him under a tree like a dropped acorn.
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CELIA Give me audience, good madam.
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CELIA Give me audience, good madam.
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ROSALIND Proceed.
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ROSALIND Proceed.
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CELIA There lay he, stretched along like a wounded knight.
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CELIA There lay he, stretched along like a wounded knight.
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ROSALIND |
ROSALIND |
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CELIA Cry “holla” to thy tongue, I prithee. It curvets unseasonably. He was furnished like a hunter.
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CELIA Cry “holla” to thy tongue, I prithee. It curvets unseasonably. He was furnished like a hunter.
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ROSALIND Oh, ominous! He comes to kill my heart.
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ROSALIND Oh, ominous! He comes to kill my heart.
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CELIA |
CELIA |
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ROSALIND Do you not know I am a woman? When I think, I must speak. Sweet, say on.
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ROSALIND Do you not know I am a woman? When I think, I must speak. Sweet, say on.
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CELIA You bring me out. Soft, comes he not here?
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CELIA You bring me out. Soft, comes he not here?
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Enter ORLANDO and JAQUES
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Enter ORLANDO and JAQUES
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ROSALIND 230 'Tis he. Slink by, and note him.
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ROSALIND 'Tis he. Slink by, and note him.
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JAQUES I thank you for your company, but, good faith, I had as lief have been myself alone.
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JAQUES I thank you for your company, but, good faith, I had as lief have been myself alone.
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ORLANDO And so had I, but yet, for fashion sake, I thank you too for your society.
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ORLANDO And so had I, but yet, for fashion sake, I thank you too for your society.
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JAQUES 235 God be wi' you. Let’s meet as little as we can.
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JAQUES God be wi' you. Let’s meet as little as we can.
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ORLANDO I do desire we may be better strangers.
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ORLANDO I do desire we may be better strangers.
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JAQUES I pray you mar no more trees with writing love songs in their barks.
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JAQUES I pray you mar no more trees with writing love songs in their barks.
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ORLANDO I pray you mar no more of my verses with reading them ill- favoredly.
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ORLANDO I pray you mar no more of my verses with reading them ill- favoredly.
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JAQUES Rosalind is your love’s name?
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JAQUES Rosalind is your love’s name?
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ORLANDO Yes, just.
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ORLANDO Yes, just.
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JAQUES I do not like her name.
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JAQUES I do not like her name.
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ORLANDO There was no thought of pleasing you when she was christened.
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ORLANDO There was no thought of pleasing you when she was christened.
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JAQUES What stature is she of?
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JAQUES What stature is she of?
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ORLANDO Just as high as my heart.
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ORLANDO Just as high as my heart.
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JAQUES You are full of pretty answers. Have you not been acquainted with goldsmiths' wives and conned them out of rings?
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JAQUES You are full of pretty answers. Have you not been acquainted with goldsmiths' wives and conned them out of rings?
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ORLANDO Not so. But I answer you right painted cloth, from whence you have studied your questions.
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ORLANDO Not so. But I answer you right painted cloth, from whence you have studied your questions.
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JAQUES You have a nimble wit. I think ’twas made of Atalanta’s heels. Will you sit down with me? And we two will rail against our mistress the world and all our misery.
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JAQUES You have a nimble wit. I think ’twas made of Atalanta’s heels. Will you sit down with me? And we two will rail against our mistress the world and all our misery.
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ORLANDO I will chide no breather in the world but myself, against whom I know most faults.
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ORLANDO I will chide no breather in the world but myself, against whom I know most faults.
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JAQUES The worst fault you have is to be in love.
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JAQUES The worst fault you have is to be in love.
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ORLANDO 'Tis a fault I will not change for your best virtue. I am weary of you.
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ORLANDO 'Tis a fault I will not change for your best virtue. I am weary of you.
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JAQUES By my troth, I was seeking for a fool when I found you.
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JAQUES By my troth, I was seeking for a fool when I found you.
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ORLANDO He is drowned in the brook. Look but in, and you shall see him.
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ORLANDO He is drowned in the brook. Look but in, and you shall see him.
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JAQUES There I shall see mine own figure.
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JAQUES There I shall see mine own figure.
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ORLANDO 265 Which I take to be either a fool or a cipher.
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ORLANDO Which I take to be either a fool or a cipher.
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JAQUES I’ll tarry no longer with you. Farewell, good Signior Love.
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JAQUES I’ll tarry no longer with you. Farewell, good Signior Love.
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ORLANDO I am glad of your departure. Adieu, good Monsieur
Melancholy.
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ORLANDO I am glad of your departure. Adieu, good Monsieur
Melancholy.
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Exit JAQUES
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Exit JAQUES
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ROSALIND (aside to CELIA) I will speak to him like a saucy lackey, and under that habit play the knave with him.—Do you hear, forester?
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ROSALIND (aside to CELIA) I will speak to him like a saucy lackey, and under that habit play the knave with him.—Do you hear, forester?
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ORLANDO Very well. What would you?
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ORLANDO Very well. What would you?
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ROSALIND (as Ganymede) I pray you, what is ’t o'clock?
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ROSALIND (as Ganymede) I pray you, what is ’t o'clock?
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ORLANDO You should ask me what time o' day. There’s no clock in the forest.
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ORLANDO You should ask me what time o' day. There’s no clock in the forest.
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ROSALIND Then there is no true lover in the forest, else sighing every minute and groaning every hour would detect the lazy foot of time as well as a clock.
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ROSALIND Then there is no true lover in the forest, else sighing every minute and groaning every hour would detect the lazy foot of time as well as a clock.
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ORLANDO And why not the swift foot of time? Had not that been as proper?
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ORLANDO And why not the swift foot of time? Had not that been as proper?
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ROSALIND By no means, sir. Time travels in diverse paces with diverse persons. I’ll tell you who time ambles withal, who time trots withal, who time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal.
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ROSALIND By no means, sir. Time travels in diverse paces with diverse persons. I’ll tell you who time ambles withal, who time trots withal, who time gallops withal, and who he stands still withal.
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ORLANDO 285 I prithee, who doth he trot withal?
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ORLANDO I prithee, who doth he trot withal?
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ROSALIND Marry, he trots hard with a young maid between the contract of her marriage and the day it is solemnized. If the interim be but a se'nnight, time’s pace is so hard that it seems the length of seven year.
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ROSALIND Marry, he trots hard with a young maid between the contract of her marriage and the day it is solemnized. If the interim be but a se'nnight, time’s pace is so hard that it seems the length of seven year.
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ORLANDO 290 Who ambles time withal?
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ORLANDO Who ambles time withal?
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ROSALIND With a priest that lacks Latin and a rich man that hath not the gout, for the one sleeps easily because he cannot study and the other lives merrily because he feels no pain—the one lacking the burden of lean and wasteful learning, the other knowing no burden of heavy tedious penury. These time ambles withal.
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ROSALIND With a priest that lacks Latin and a rich man that hath not the gout, for the one sleeps easily because he cannot study and the other lives merrily because he feels no pain—the one lacking the burden of lean and wasteful learning, the other knowing no burden of heavy tedious penury. These time ambles withal.
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ORLANDO Who doth he gallop withal?
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ORLANDO Who doth he gallop withal?
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ROSALIND With a thief to the gallows, for though he go as softly as foot can fall, he thinks himself too soon there.
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ROSALIND With a thief to the gallows, for though he go as softly as foot can fall, he thinks himself too soon there.
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ORLANDO 300 Who stays it still withal?
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ORLANDO Who stays it still withal?
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ROSALIND With lawyers in the vacation, for they sleep between term and term, and then they perceive not how time moves.
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ROSALIND With lawyers in the vacation, for they sleep between term and term, and then they perceive not how time moves.
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ORLANDO Where dwell you, pretty youth?
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ORLANDO Where dwell you, pretty youth?
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ROSALIND With this shepherdess, my sister, here in the skirts of the forest like fringe upon a petticoat.
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ROSALIND With this shepherdess, my sister, here in the skirts of the forest like fringe upon a petticoat.
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ORLANDO Are you native of this place?
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ORLANDO Are you native of this place?
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ROSALIND As the cony that you see dwell where she is kindled.
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ROSALIND As the cony that you see dwell where she is kindled.
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ORLANDO Your accent is something finer than you could purchase in so removed a dwelling.
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ORLANDO Your accent is something finer than you could purchase in so removed a dwelling.
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ROSALIND |
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ORLANDO Can you remember any of the principal evils that he laid to the charge of women?
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ORLANDO Can you remember any of the principal evils that he laid to the charge of women?
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ROSALIND There were none principal. They were all like one another as half-pence are, every one fault seeming monstrous till his fellow fault came to match it.
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ROSALIND There were none principal. They were all like one another as half-pence are, every one fault seeming monstrous till his fellow fault came to match it.
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ORLANDO I prithee, recount some of them.
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ORLANDO I prithee, recount some of them.
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ROSALIND No, I will not cast away my physic but on those that are sick. There is a man haunts the forest that abuses our young plants with carving “Rosalind” on their barks, hangs odes upon hawthorns and elegies on brambles, all, forsooth, deifying the name of Rosalind. If I could meet that fancy- monger I would give him some good counsel, for he seems to have the quotidian of love upon him.
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ROSALIND No, I will not cast away my physic but on those that are sick. There is a man haunts the forest that abuses our young plants with carving “Rosalind” on their barks, hangs odes upon hawthorns and elegies on brambles, all, forsooth, deifying the name of Rosalind. If I could meet that fancy- monger I would give him some good counsel, for he seems to have the quotidian of love upon him.
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ROSALIND There is none of my uncle’s marks upon you. He taught me how to know a man in love, in which cage of rushes I am sure you are not prisoner.
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ROSALIND There is none of my uncle’s marks upon you. He taught me how to know a man in love, in which cage of rushes I am sure you are not prisoner.
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ORLANDO 335 What were his marks?
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ORLANDO What were his marks?
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ROSALIND A lean cheek, which you have not; a blue eye and sunken, which you have not; an unquestionable spirit, which you have not; a beard neglected, which you have not—but I pardon you for that, for simply your having in beard is a younger brother’s revenue. Then your hose should be ungartered, your bonnet unbanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe untied, and everything about you demonstrating a careless desolation. But you are no such man. You are rather point-device in your accouterments, as loving yourself than seeming the lover of any other.
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ROSALIND A lean cheek, which you have not; a blue eye and sunken, which you have not; an unquestionable spirit, which you have not; a beard neglected, which you have not—but I pardon you for that, for simply your having in beard is a younger brother’s revenue. Then your hose should be ungartered, your bonnet unbanded, your sleeve unbuttoned, your shoe untied, and everything about you demonstrating a careless desolation. But you are no such man. You are rather point-device in your accouterments, as loving yourself than seeming the lover of any other.
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ORLANDO Fair youth, I would I could make thee believe I love.
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ORLANDO Fair youth, I would I could make thee believe I love.
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ROSALIND Me believe it? You may as soon make her that you love believe it, which I warrant she is apter to do than to confess she does. That is one of the points in the which women still give the lie to their consciences. But, in good sooth, are you he that hangs the verses on the trees wherein Rosalind is so admired?
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ROSALIND Me believe it? You may as soon make her that you love believe it, which I warrant she is apter to do than to confess she does. That is one of the points in the which women still give the lie to their consciences. But, in good sooth, are you he that hangs the verses on the trees wherein Rosalind is so admired?
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ORLANDO I swear to thee, youth, by the white hand of Rosalind, I am that he, that unfortunate he.
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ORLANDO I swear to thee, youth, by the white hand of Rosalind, I am that he, that unfortunate he.
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ROSALIND 355 But are you so much in love as your rhymes speak?
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ROSALIND But are you so much in love as your rhymes speak?
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ORLANDO Neither rhyme nor reason can express how much.
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ORLANDO Neither rhyme nor reason can express how much.
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ROSALIND Love is merely a madness and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do, and the reason why they are not so punished and cured is that the lunacy is so ordinary that the whippers are in love, too. Yet I profess curing it by counsel.
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ROSALIND Love is merely a madness and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do, and the reason why they are not so punished and cured is that the lunacy is so ordinary that the whippers are in love, too. Yet I profess curing it by counsel.
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ORLANDO Did you ever cure any so?
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ORLANDO Did you ever cure any so?
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ROSALIND Yes, one, and in this manner. He was to imagine me his love, his mistress, and I set him every day to woo me; at which time would I, being but a moonish youth, grieve, be effeminate, changeable, longing and liking, proud, fantastical, apish, shallow, inconstant, full of tears, full of smiles; for every passion something, and for no passion truly anything, as boys and women are, for the most part, cattle of this color; would now like him, now loathe him; then entertain him, then forswear him; now weep for him, then spit at him, that I drave my suitor from his mad humor of love to a living humor of madness, which was to forswear the full stream of the world and to live in a nook merely monastic. And thus I cured him, and this way will I take upon me to wash your liver as clean as a sound sheep’s heart, that there shall not be one spot of love in ’t.
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ROSALIND Yes, one, and in this manner. He was to imagine me his love, his mistress, and I set him every day to woo me; at which time would I, being but a moonish youth, grieve, be effeminate, changeable, longing and liking, proud, fantastical, apish, shallow, inconstant, full of tears, full of smiles; for every passion something, and for no passion truly anything, as boys and women are, for the most part, cattle of this color; would now like him, now loathe him; then entertain him, then forswear him; now weep for him, then spit at him, that I drave my suitor from his mad humor of love to a living humor of madness, which was to forswear the full stream of the world and to live in a nook merely monastic. And thus I cured him, and this way will I take upon me to wash your liver as clean as a sound sheep’s heart, that there shall not be one spot of love in ’t.
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ORLANDO I would not be cured, youth.
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ORLANDO I would not be cured, youth.
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ROSALIND I would cure you if you would but call me Rosalind and come every day to my cote and woo me.
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ROSALIND I would cure you if you would but call me Rosalind and come every day to my cote and woo me.
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ORLANDO Now, by the faith of my love, I will. Tell me where it is.
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ORLANDO Now, by the faith of my love, I will. Tell me where it is.
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ROSALIND Go with me to it, and I’ll show it you; and by the way you shall tell me where in the forest you live. Will you go?
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ROSALIND Go with me to it, and I’ll show it you; and by the way you shall tell me where in the forest you live. Will you go?
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ORLANDO With all my heart, good youth.
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ORLANDO With all my heart, good youth.
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ROSALIND |
ROSALIND |
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Exeunt
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