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I chancad on this letter.
And charge us there upon intergatorics,
And we will answer all things faithfully. Bass. Were you the doctor, and I knew you Gra. Let it be so: The first intergatory, not?
That my Nerissa shall be sworn on, is, Gra. Were you the clerk, that is to make me whether till the next night she had rather stay; cuckold ?
Or go to bed now, being two hours to day: Ner. Ay; bat the clerk that never means to do it, But were the day come, I should wish it dark, Unless he live until he be a man.
That I were couching with the doctor's clerk. Bass, Sweet doctor, you shall be my bedfellow; Well, while I live, I'll fear no other thing When I am absent, then lie with my wife. So sore, as keeping safe Nerissa's ring. Ant. Sweet lady, you have given me life, and
(Exeunt. living; For here I read for certain, that my ships Are safely come to road. Por.
How now, Lorenzo ? | or the Merchant of Venice the style is even and My clerk hath some good comforts too for you. least, with few
easy, with few peculiarities of diction, or anomalies Ner. Ay, and I'll give them himn without a of construction. The comic part raises laughter, fre.
and the serious fixes expectation. The probability There do I give to you, and Jessica,
of either one or the other story cannot be mainFrom the rich Jcw, a special deed of gift,
tained. The union of two actions in one event is Aner his death, of all he dies possess'd of.
in this drama eminently happy. Dryden was Lor. Fair ladies, you drop manna in the way much pleased with his own address in connecting or starved people.
the two plots of his Spanish Friar, which yet, 1 Por. It is almost morning,
believe, the critic will find excelled by this play. And yet, I am sure, you are not satisfied or these events at full: Let us go in;
AS YOU LIKE IT.
Duke, living in exile.
William, a country fellow, in love with Audrey Frederick, brother to the Duke, and usurper of A person represenling Hymen.
his dominions.. Amiens, lords attending upon the Duke in his Jaques, 1 bunishment.
"Rosalind, daughler to the banished Duke. Le Beau, a courlier allending upon Frederick.
Celia, daughter to Freiierick.
Phebé, a shepherdess.
Audrey, a country wench,
Lords belonging to the two Dukes ; pages, foreslers, Adam, servants to Oliver.
and other allendanls.
The Scene lies, first, near Oliver's house; after.
wards, partly in the usurper's courl, und partiy Sylvius, ) Shepherds.
in the forest of Arden.
Oli. What mar you then, sir?
Orl. Marry, sir, I am helping you to mar that SCENE I. An orchard, near Oliver's house. which God made, a poor unworthy brother of Enter Orlando and Adam.
yours, with idleness. Orlando
Oli. Marry, sir, be better employ'd, and be
naught a while. As I remember, Adam, it was upon this fashion, Orl. Shall I keep your hogs, and cat busks with bequeathed me: By will, but a poor thousand them? What prodigal portion have I spent, that I crowns; and, as thou say'st, charged my brother, sh
should come to such pe on his blessing, to breed me well: and 'there be-l Oli. know you where you are, sir? gins my sadness. My brother Jaques he kecps at Orl. O, sir, very well : here in your orchard. school, and report spcaks goldeply of his profit :Oliknow you before whom, sir? for my part, he keeps me rustically at home, or, tol. Orl. Ay, better than he l am before knows me. speak more properly, stays me hire at hoinc un- I know you are my eldest brother, and, in the genkept: For call you that kecping for a gentleman ile condition of blood, you should so know me: of my birth, that differs not from the stalling of an The courtesy of nations allows you my belter, in ox? His horscs are bred better : for, besides that that you are the first-born; but the same tradition they are fair with their feeding, they are taught takes not a way my blood, were there twenty briche their manage, and to that end riders dearly hired : Ithers betwixt us: I have as much of my father in but I, his brother, pain nothing under him but inc, as
nfcss, your con before growth; for the which his animals on his dung-me is nearer to his reverence. hills are as much bound to him as I. Besides this! Oli. What, boy! nothing that he so plentifully gives me, thc somc- Orl. . Comc, comc, clder brother, you are lou thing that nature gave me, his countenance seems young in this. to take from me: he lets inc fecd with his hinds, Oli. Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain ? bars me the place of a brother, and, as much as Orl. I am no villain :? I am the youngest son of in hiin lics, mincs my gentility with my education. sir Rowland de Bois ; he was my father : and he This is it,'Adam, that cricves me; and the spirit is thrice a villain, that says, such a father berol of my father, which I think is within mc, begins villains: Wert thou not my brother, I would not to mutiny against this servitude: I will no longer take this hand from thy throat, till this oller bad cndure it, though yet I know no wise remedy how pulled out thy tongue for saying so; thou hast rau to avoid it.
ed on thyself. Enter Oliver.
| Nilam. Sweet masters, be patient ; for your fa
ther's remembrance, be at accord. Adam. Yonder comes my master, your brother. | Oli. Let me go, I say,
Orl. Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt hear how Orl. I will not, till I please : you shall bear me he will shake me up.
My father charged you in his will to give me good Oli. Now, sir! what make you here ?! education : you have trained me like a reasant, obOrl. Nothing: I am not taught to make any thing. scuring and hiding from me all gentleman-like
qualities : the spirit of my father grows strong in (1) What do you here? (2) Villain is used in a double sense ; by Oliver me such exercises as may become a gentleman, of
me, and I will no longer endure it: therefore allow for a worthless fellow, and by Orlando for a man of base extraction.
give me the poor allottery my father lei inc bylos
tament; with that I will go buy my fortunes and have by underhand means laboured to dissuade
Oli. And what wilt thou do? beg, when that is him from it, but he is resolute. I'll tell thee, spent ? Well, sir, get you in: I will not long be Charles, it is the stubbornest young fellow of troubled with you: you shall have some part of France; full of ambition, an envious emulator of your will : I pray you, leave me.
every man's good parts, a secret and villanous Orl. I will no further offend you than becomes contriver against ms his natural brother; thercme for my good.
fore use thy discretion; I had as lief thou didst Oli, Get you with him, you old dog.
break his neck as his finger: And thou wert best Adam. Is old dog my reward? Most true, I look to't ; for is thou dost him any slight disgrace, have lost my teeth in your service.-God be with or if he do not mightily grace himself on thee, he my old master, he would not have spoke such a will practisc against thee by poison, entrap thee by word.
(Ereint Orlando and Adam. some treacherous device, and never leave thee till Oli. Is it even so ? begin you to grow upon me? he hath ta'en thy life by some indirect means or I will physic your rankness, and yet give it thou- other: for, I assure thce, and almost with tears I sand crowns neither.-Holla, Dennis!
speak it, there is not onc so young and so villanous
this day living. I speak but brotherly of him; Enter Dennis.
but should I anatomize him to thee as he is, i Den. Calls your worship?
must blush and weep, and thou must 100k pale Oli. Was not Charles, the Duke's wrestis, here and wonder. to speak with me?
Cha. I am heartily glad I came hither to you: Den. So please you, he is here at the door, and I ho come tu-morrow, I'll give him his payment: importunes access to you.
If ever he go alone again, I'll never wrestle for Oli, Call him in. (Exit Dennis._'Twif be a prize more: And so, God keep your worship! good way; and to-morrow the wrestling is.
[Exit. Oli. Farewell, good Charles.-Now will I stir Enter Charles.
this gamester:? I hope, I shall see an end of him ; Cha. Good morrow to your worship.
for my soul, yet I know not why, hates nothing Oli. Good inonsieur Charles ! what's the new more than he. Yet he's gentle; never school'd, news at the new court ?
and yet learned ; full of noble device; of all sorts: Cha. There's no news at the court, sir, but the enchantingly beloved; and, indecd, so much in old news: that is, the old duke is banished by his the heart of the world, and especially of my own younger brother the new duke: and threc or four people, who best know him, that I am altogether loving lords have put themselves into voluntary misprized: but it shall not be so long; this wrestler exile with him, whose lands and revenues enrich shall clear all: nothing remains, but that I kindle the new duke; therefore he gives them good leave the boy thither, which now I'll go about. (Exil. to wander.
SCENE II.-Alavon before the Duke's palace. Oli. Can you tell, if Rosalind, the duke's daugh
Enter Rosalind and Celia. ter, be banished with her father?
Cha, 0, no ; for the duke's daughter, her cousin, Cel. I pray thee, Rosalind, sweet my coz, be so loves her,-being ever from their cradies bred merry. together, that she would have followed her exile, Ros. Dear Celia, I show more mirth than I am or have died to stay behind her. She is at the mistress of; and would you yet I were merrier! court, and no less beloved of her uncle than his Unless you could teach me to forget a banished own daughter; and never two ladies loved as father, you must not learn me how to remember they do.
any extraordinary pleasure. Oli. Where will the ola duke live?
Cel. Herein, I see, thou lovest me not with the Cha. They say, he is already in the forest of full weight that I love thee: il my uncle, thy baArden, and a many merry men with him; and nished father, had banished thy uncle, the duke there they live like the old Robin Hood of England: my father, so thou hads't been still with me, I could they say, many young gentlemen flock to him every have taught my love to take thy father
ther for mine: day; and lect the time carelessly, as they did in so would'st thou, if the truth of thy love to me the golden world.
were so righteously temper'd als mine is to thee. Oli. What, you wrestle to-morrow before the Ros. Well, I will forget the condition of iny esnew duke ?
tate, to rcja Cha. Marry, do I, sir ; and I came to acquaint Cel. You know, my father hath no child but I, you with a matter. I am given, sir, secretly to nor none is like to have; and, truly, when he dirs, imderstand, that your younger brother, Orlando, thou shalt be his heir: for what lie hath taken hath a disposition to come in disguis'd against me away from thy father perforce, I will render thee to try a full: To-inorrow, sir, I wrestle for my again in affection; by mine honour, I will; and credit: and he that escapes me without some bro- when I break that oath, let me turn monster: thereken limb shall acquit him well. Your brother is forc, my sweet Rose, my dear Rose, be merry. but young, and tender; and, for your love, I would Ros. From henceforih I will, coz, and devise be loath to foil him, as I must, for my own honour, sports: let me see; What think you of falling in if he come in: therefore, out of my love to you, I love ? eame hither to acquaint you withal; that either Cel. Marry, I pr’ythee, do, to make sport withal: vou might stay him from his intendment, or brook but love no man in good earnest; nor no further in such disgrace well as he shall run into; in that it sport neither, than with safety of a pure blush thou is a thing of his own search, and altogether against may'st in honour come off again. my will,
Ros. What shall be our sport then ? Oli. Charles, I thank thee for thy love to me, Cel. Let us sit and mock the good housewife, which thou shalt find I will most kindly reguite. I Fortune, from her wheel, that her gills may hencehad anyscll notice of my brother's purpose herein, forth be bestowed equally, (I) A ready essent. (2) Frolicksome fellow,
(3) Of all ranks
ce in yours.
Ros. I would, we could do so; for her benefits Ros. As wit and fortuno will. are mightily misplaced : and the bountiful blind Touch. Or as the destinies decree. woman doth most mistake in her gifts to women. Cel. Well said ; that was laid on with a trowel.
Cel 'Tis true : for those, that she makes sair, she Touch. Nay, it'l keep not my rank, scarce makes nonest ; ana inose, that she makes Ros, TI
loses honest, she makes very ill-favour'dly.
Le Beau. You amaze me, ladies : I would have Ros. Nay, now thou goest from fortune's office told you of good wrestling, which you have lost the to nature's: fortune reigns in gifs of the world, sight of. not in the lineaments of nature.
Ros. Yet tell us the manner of the wrestling.
Le Beau. I will tell you the beginning, and, if it Enter Touchstone.
please your ladyships, you may see the end ; for the Cel. No? When nature hath made a fair crea- best is yet to do; and here, where you are, they ture, may she not by fortune fall into the fire !- are coming to perform it. Though nature hath given us wit to flout at for- Cel. Well,--the beginning, that is dead and tune, hath not fortune sent in this fool to cut off buried. the argument ?
Le b. me. There comes an old man, and the Ros. Indeed, there is fortune too hard for nature; three s.8,when fortune makes nature's natural the cutter of Cel. ould match this beginning with an old tale. of nature's wit. .
| Le F. m. Threc proper young men, of excellent Cel. Peradventure, this is not fortune's work growt nd presence ; neither, but nature's; who perceiving our natural] Ros · Vith bills on their necks -Be it krumon wits too dull to reason of such goddesses, hath sentunto al men by these presents. this natural for our whetstone: for always the dull- Let ou. The eldest of the three wrestled with ness of the fool is the whetstone of his wits.-How Charlesa the duke's wrestler; which Charles in a now, wit? whither wander you?
moment threw him, and broke three of his ribs, Touch. Mistress, you must come away to your that there is little hope of life in him: so be served father.
the second, and so the third : Yonder they lie; the Cel. Were you made the messenger ?
poor old man, their father, making sucb pitiful Touch. No, by mine honour ; but I was bid to dole over them, that all the beholders take his part come for you..
with weeping. Ros. Where learned you that oath, fool ?
Ros. Alas! Touch. Or a certain knight, that swore by his Touch. But what is the sport, monsieur, that honour they were good pancakes, and swore by his the ladies have lost ? honour the mustard was naught: now, I'll stand tol Le Beau. Why, this that I speak of. it, the pancakes were naught, and the mustard was. Touch. Thus men may grow wiser every day good; and yet was not the knight forsworn it is the first time that ever I heard, breaking at
Cel. How prove you that, in the great heap or ribs was sport for ladies. your knowledge ?
| Cel. Or I, I promise thee. Ros. Ay, marry; now unmuzzle your wisdom. Ros. But is there any else longs to see this broke
Touch. Stand you both forth now: stroke your music in his sides ? is there yet another dotes upon chins, and swear by your beards that I am a knave. rib-breaking ?-Shall we see this wrestling, cousin?
Cel. By our beards, if we had them, thou art. 1. Le Beau. You must, if you stay here for here
Touch. By my knavery, if I had it, then I were : is the place appointed for the wrestling, and they but if you swear by that that is not, you are not are ready to perform it. forsworn: no more was this knight, swearing by Cel. Yonder, sure, they are coming: Let us now his honour, for he never had any; or if he had, he stay and sec it. had sworn it away, before ever he saw those pan.). cakes or that mustard.
Flourish. Enter Duke Frederick, Lords, Orlando, Cel. Pr'ythee, who is't that thou mean'st ?
Charles, and attendants. Touch. One that old Frederick, your father, loves.
Cel. My father's love is enough to honour him. Duke F. Come on; since the youth will not be Enough! speak no more of him: you'll be whipp'a entrealed, his own peril on his forwardness. for taxation, one of these days.
Ros. Is yonder the man? Touch. The more pity, that fools may not speak! Le Beau. Eren he, madam. wisely, what wise men do foolishly.
Cel. Alas, he is too young: yet he looks sucCel. By my troth, thou say'st true : for since the cessfully... little wiť that fools have, was silenced, the little Duke F: How now, daughter, and cousin ? are foolery, that wise men have, makes a great show. you crept hither to see the wrestling? Here comes monsieur Le Beau.
Ros. Ay, my liege? so please you give us leare.
Duke F. You will take little delight in it, I can Enter Le Beau.
tell you, there is such odds in the men : In pity of Ros. With his mouth full of news.
the challenger's youth, I would rain dissuade him, Cel. Which he will put on us, as pigeons feed/ but he will not be entreated : Speak to him, ladies : their young.
see if you can move him. Ros. Then shall we be news-cramm'd.
Cel. Call him hilher, good monsieur Le Bcau. Cel. All the better ; we shall be the more mar
Duke F. Do so; I'll not be by. ketable. Bon jour, monsieur Le Beau: What's
(Duke goes axarl. the news?
'| Le Beau. Monsieur the challenger, the prur Le Beau. Fair princess, you have lost much cesses call for you. . good sport.
Orl. I attend them, with all respect and duty. Cel. or what colour ?
1. Ros. Young man, have you challenged Charles Le Beau. What colour, madam? How shall 1
he wrestler 1 answer you ?
Orl. No, fair princess; he is the general chal
llenger: I come but in, as others do, to try with V) Satiro. (2) Perplex, confuse. him the strength of my youth.
'CielYoung gentleman, your spirits are too bold I should have given him tears unto entreaties, for your years : You have seen cruel proof of this Ere he should thus have ventur'd. man's strength: if you saw yourself with your eyes, Cel.
Gentle cousin, or knew yourself with your judgment, the fear Let us go thank him, and encourage him : of your adventure would counsel you to a more My father's rough and envious disposition equal enterprise. We pray you, for your own Sticks me at heart.-Sir, you have well deserv'd: sake, to embrace your own safety, and give over If you do keep your promises in love, this attempt.
But justly, as you have exceeded promise, Ros. Do, young sir; your reputation shall not Your mistress shall be happy. therefore be misprized; we will make it our suit to Ros.
" Gentleman the duke, that the wrestling might not go forward.
(Giving him a chain from her neck. Orl. I beseech you, punish me not with your Wear this for me; one out of suits with fortune; hard thoughts; wherein I confess me much guilty, That could give more, but that her hand lacks to deny so fair and excellent ladies any thing. But means.let your fair eyes, and gentle wishes, go with me Shall we go, coz? to my trial : wherein if I be foiled, there is but Cel. Ay:-Fare you well, fair gentleman. one shamed that was never gracious; if killed, but Orl. Can I not say, I thank you? My better parts one dead that is willing to be so: I shall do my Are all thrown down; and that which here stands friends no wrong, for I have none to lament me; Is but a quintain,' a mere lifeless block. [up, the world no injury, for in it I have nothing ; only Ros. He calls us back: My pride fell with my in the world I fill up a place, which may be better
fortunes: supplied when I have made it empty.
I'll ask him what he would :-Did you call, sir ? Ros, The little strength that I have, I would it Sir, you have wrestled well, and overthrown were with you.
More than your enemies. Cel. And mine, to eke out hers.
Will you go, coz? Ros. Fare you well.-Pray heaven, I be de- Ros. Have with you :-Fare you well. ceived in you!
(Exeunt Rosalind and Celia. Cd. Your heart's desires be with you !
Orl. What passion bangs these weights upon Cha. Come, where is this young gallant, that is
my tongue ? so desirous to lie with his mother earth?
I cannot speak to her, yet she urg'd conference. Orl. Ready, sir ; but his will hath in it a more
Re-enter Le Beau. modest working. Duke F. You shall try but one fall.
TO poor Orlando! thou art overthrown; Cha. No, I warrant your grace; you shall not Or Charles, or something weaker, masters thee. entreat him to a second, that have so mightily per- Le Beau. Good sir, I do in friendship counsel you suaded him from a first.
To leave this place: Albeit, you have deserv'd Orl. You mean to mock me after ; you should High commendation, true applause, and love; not have mocked me before: but come your ways. Yet such is now the duke's condition,
Ros. Now, Hercules be thy speed, young man! That he misconstrues all that you have done.
Cel. I would I were invisible, to catch the strong The duke is humorous : what he is, indeed, fellow by the leg. (Charles and Orlando wrestle. More suits you to conceive, than me to speak of. Ros. O excellent young man !
| Orl. I thank you, sir: and, pray you, tell me this ; Cel, if I had a thunderbolt in mine eye, I can Which of the iwo was daughter of the duke tell who should down. (Charles is thrown. Shout. That here was at the wrestling ? Drike F. No more, no more.
| Le Beau. Neither his daughter, if we judge by Ort. Yes, I beseech your grace; I am not yet manners; well breathed.
But yet, indeed, the shorter is his daughter: Duke F. How dost thou, Charles ?
The other is daughter to the banish'd duke, Le Beau. He cannot speak, my lord.
And here detain'd by her usurping uncle, Drike F. Bear him away. (Charles is borne out.) To keep his daughter company; whose loves What is thy name young man ?
Are dearer than the natural bond of sisters. Orl. Orlando, my liege; the youngest son of But I can tell you, that of late this duke sir Rowland de Bois.
Hath ta'en displeasure 'gainst his gentle niece; Duke F. I would, thou hadst been son to some Grounded upon no other argument, man else.
But that the people praise her for her virtues, The world esteem'd thy father honourable, And pity her for her good father's sake; But I did find him still mine enemy :
And, on my life, his malice 'gainst the lady Thou should'st have better pleas'd me with this Will suddenly break forth.-Sir, fare you well; deed,
Hereafter, in a better world than this, Hadst thou descended from another house. I shall desire more love and knowledge of you. But fare thee well; thou art a gallant youth; | Orl. I rest much bounden to you; sare you well! I would, thou hadst told me of another father.
(Exit Le Beau. (Exeunt Duke Fred, train, and Le Beau. Thus must I from the smoke into the smother; Cel. Were I my father, coz, would I do this? From tyrant duke, unto a tyrant brother :Orl. I am more proud to be sir Rowland's son, But heavenly Rosalind !
[Exit. His youngest son ;-and would not change that SCENE III.A room calling,
in the palace. Enter To be adopted heir to Frederick.
Celia and Rosalind. Ros. My father lov'd sir Rowland as his soul, Cel. Why, cousin ; why, Rosalind ;-Cupid have and all the world was of my father's mind :
mercy!- Not a word ?" Had I before known this young man his son, Ros. Not one to throw at a dog.
Cel. No, thy words are too precious to be cast (1) Appellation, (2) Turned out of her service. 33 The object to dart at in martial exercises,
(4) Temper, disposition,