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Dure, living in exile.

Sir OLIVER MAR-TEXT, a vicar. FREDERICK, brother to the Duke, and usurper of his Corin,

shepherds. dominions.

Sylvius, Amtess

, Lords attending upon the Duke in his William, a country fellow, in love with Audrey. Jaques, banishment.

A Person representing Hymen.
La Brav, a courtier attending upon Frederick.
CHARLES, his wrestler.

ROSALIND, daughter to the banished Duke.

CELIA, daughter to Frederick. sons of Sir Rowland de Bois.

PHEBE, a shepherdess. OLLANDO,

AUDREY, a country wench. DESSIS, sertants to Oliver.

Lords belonging lo the two Dukes ; Pages, Foresters, TOECHSTOSE, a clown.

and other A:tendants. THE SCENE lies, first, near Oliver's House ; afterwards, partly in the Usurper's Court, and parily in the

Forest of ARDEN.




parte he keeps

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


Adam. Yonder comes my master, your brother.

Orl. Go apart, Adam, and thou shalt hear how Orl

. As I remember, Adam, it was upon this fa- he will shake me up. shion bequeathed me: By will, but a poor thousand Oli. Now, sir ! what make you here? tropa : and, as thou say'st, charged my brother, Orl. Nothing: I am not taught to make any cm his blessing, to breed me well: and there begins thing. zny, sadness. My brother Jaques he keeps at school, Oli. What mar you then, sir ? and report speaks goldenly of Iris profit: for my Orl. Marry, sir, I am helping you to mar that

me rustically at home, or, to speak which God made, a poor unworthy brother of yours, bagte properly, stays me here at home unkept: For with idleness. call you that keeping for a gentleman of my birth, Oli. Marry, sir, be better employ'd, and be naught that differs not from the stalling of an ox? His awhile. borses are bred better ; for, besides that they are Orl. Shall I keep your hogs, and eat busks with faire with their feeding, they are taught their manage, them? What prodigal portion have I spent, that I and to that end riders dearly hired: but I, his bro- should come to such penury ? ther, gain nothing under him but growth; for the Oli. Know you where you are, sir? which his animals on his dunghills are as much bound Orl. O, sir, very well : here in your orchard. to him as I. Besides this nothing that he so plenti Oli. Know you before whom, sir ? fully gives me, the something that nature gave me, Orl. Ay, better than he I am before knows me.

is countenance seems to take from me: he lets me I know, you are my eldest brother ; and, in the genfed with his hinds, bars me the place of a brother, tle condition of blood, you should so know me : and, as much as in him lies, mines my gentility with The courtesy of nations allows you my better, in my alucation. This is it, Adam, that grieves me; that you are the first-born; but the same tradition and the spirit of my father, which I think is within takes not away my blood, were there twenty brothers me, begins to mutiny against this servitude : I will betwixt us : I have as much of my father in me, as so langer endure it, though yet I know no wise re- you ; albeit

, I confess, your coming before me is maly bow to avoid it.

nearer to his reverence.

young in this.

Oli. What, boy!

they say many young gentlemen flock to him every Orl. Come, come, elder brother, you are too day; and fleet the time carelessly, as they did in the

golden world. Oli. Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain ?

Oli. What, you wrestle to-morrow before the new Orl. I am no villain : I am the youngest son of duke? sir Rowland de Bois: he was iny father; and he Cha, Marry, do I, sir; and I came to acquaint is thrice a villain, that says, such a father begot vil- you with a matter. I am given, sir, secretly to unlains : Wert thou not my brother, I would not take derstand, that your younger brother, Orlando, hath this hand from thy throat, till this other had pulled a disposition to come in disguis'd against me to try out thy tongue for saying so: thou hast railed on a fall: To-morrow, sir, I wrestle for my credit; thyself.

and he that escapes me without some broken limb, 'Adam. Sweet masters, be patient; for your fa- shall acquit him well. Your brother is but young ther's remembrance, be at accord.

and tender; and, for your love, I would be loath! Oli. Let me go, I say.

to foil him, as I must, for my own honour, if he come Orl. I will not, till I please : you shall hear me. in : therefore, out of my love to you, I came hither My father charged you in his will to give me good to acquaint you withal ; that either you might stay education : you have trained me like a peasant, ob- him from his intendment, or brook such disgrace scuring and hiding from me all gentleman-like qua- well as he shall run into; in that it is a thing of his lities: the spirit of my father grows strong in me, own search, and altogether against my will. and I will no longer endure it: therefore allow Oli. Charles, I thank thee for thy love to me, me such exercises as may become a gentleman, or which thou shalt find I will most kindly requite. I give me the poor allotery my father left me by tes had myself notice of my brother's purpose herein, 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 villainous conOrl. I will no further offend you than becomes triver against me his natural brother ; therefore use me for my good.

thy discretion; I had as lief thou didst break his Oli. Get you with him, you old dog.

neck as his finger : And thou wert best look to't; Adam. Is old dog my reward ? Most true, I have for if thou dost him any slight disgrace, or if he de lost my teeth in your service. — God be with my old not mightily grace himself on thee, he will practise master! he would not have spoke such a word. against thee by poison, entrap thee by some trea.

[Exeunt ORLANDO and Adam. cherous device, and never leave thee till he hath Oli. Is it even so ? begin you to grow upon me? | ta’en thy life by some indirect means or other; for, I will physick your rankness, and yet give no thou- I assure thee, and almost with tears I speak it, there sand crowns neither. Holla, Dennis !

is not one so young and so villainous this day living.

I speak but brotherly of him ; but should I anatoEnter DENNIS.

mise him to thee as he is, I must blush and weep, Den. Calls your worship?

and thou must look pale and wonder. Oli. Was not Charles, the Duke's wrestler, here Cha. I am heartily glad I came hither to you: If to speak with me.

he come to-morrow, I'll give him his payment: If Den. So please you, he is bere at the door, and ever he go alone again, i'll never wrestle for prize importunes access to you.

more: And so, God keep your worship! (Eril

. Oli

. Call him in. (E.cit Dennis.] — 'Twill be a Oli. Farewell, good Charles. — Now will I stir good way; and to-morrow the wrestling is. this gamester : I hope, I shall see an end of him ;

for my soul, yet I know not why, hates nothing Enter CHARLES.

more than he, Yet he's gentle; never schvold, and Cha. Good morrow to your worship.

yet learned ; full of noble device; of all sorts enOli. Good monsieur Charles ! — what's the new chantingly beloved; and, indeed, so much in the news at the new court ?

heart of the world, and especially of my own people, Cha. There's no news at the court, sir, but the who best know him, that I am altogether misprised : old news: that is, the old duke is banished by his but it shall not be so long; this wrestler shall clear younger brother the new duke ; and three or four all: nothing remains, but that I kindle the boy loving lords have put themselves into voluntary thither, which now I'll go about.

(Eri. exile with him, whose lands and revenues enrich the new duke; therefore he gives them good leave to SCENE II.

A Lawn before the Duke's Palace. wander. Oli. Can you tell, if Rosalind, the duke's daugh

Enter Rosalind and CELIA. : ter, be banished with her father?

Cel. I pray thee, Rosalind, sweet my coz, bu Cha. O, no; for the duke's daughter, her cousin, merry. so loves her, - being ever from their cradles bred Ros. Dear Celia, I show more mirth than I am together, — that she would have followed her exile, mistress of'; and would you yet I were merrier? or have died to stay behind her. She is at the court, Unless you could teach me to forget a banished faand no less beloved of her uncle than his own ther, you must not learn me how to remember any daughter; and never two ladies loved as they do. extraordinary pleasure. Oli. Where will the old duke live?

Cel. Herein, I see, thou lovest me not with the Cha. They say, he is already in the forest of Ar- full weight that I love thee : if my uncle, thy busden, and a many merry men with him; and there nished father, had banished thy uncle, the duke my they live like the old Robin Hood of England : father, so thou hadst been still with ine, I could

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in the lineaments of nature.

but love no man in good earnest; nor no further in

Rs. What shall be our sport then ?
Fortune, from her wheel, that her gifts may hence- sport.

Re. I would, we could do so ; for her benefits * mightūly misplaced : and the bountiful blind

Cel. 'Tis true: for those, that she makes fair, she honest, she makes very ill-favour'dly. scarce makes honest; and those, that she makes to nature's: fortune reigns in gifts of the world, not future sent in this fool to cut off the argument? when fortune makes nature's natural the cutter off buried. ther, but nature's; wbo, perceiving our natural wits to dull to reason of such goddesses, hath sent this tale.

Touch. Mistress, you must come away to your unto all men by these presents,

Tonek. No, by mine honour; but I was bid to lamour the mustard was naught: now, I'll stand to weeping. cars, and swear by your beards that I am a knave. bezorer, for he never had any; or if he had, he had

bare taught my love to take thy father for mine ; s would'st thou, if the truth of thy love to me were

Cel. Pr'ythee, who is't that thou mean'st? se righteously temper'd as mine is to thee.

Touch. One that old Frederick, your father, loves,

Cel. My father's love is enough to honour him. Bos. Well , I will forget the condition of my Enough speak no more of him: you'll be whip’a

for taxation, one of these days. Col. You know, my father hath no child but I, Touch. The more pity, that fools may not speak fit one is like to have: and, truly, when he dies, wisely, what wise men do foolishly. tsu shalt be his heir : for what he hath taken away

Cel. By my troth, thou say'st true : for since the in thy father perforee, I will render thee again in little wit, that fools have, was silenced, the little Slection; by mine honour, I will ; and when I break foolery, that wise men have, makes a great show.

, let me turn monster; therefore, my sweet Here Comes Monsieur Le Beau. Ras , From henceforth, I will, coz, and devise

Enter LE BEAU. perts : let me see; What think you of falling in

Ros. With his mouth full of news.

Cel. Which he will put on us, as pigeons feed Cel Marry, I pr’ythee, do, to make sport withal : their young.

Ros. Then shall we be news-cramm'd. port neither than with safety of a pure blush thou

Cel. All the better ; we shall be the more marketable. Bon jour, Monsieur Le Beau : What's

the news ? Ca. Let us sit and mock the good housewife, Le Beau. Fair princess, you have lost much good

Cel. Sport? of what colour?

Le Beau. What colour, madam? How shall I

answer you? rean doth most mistake in her gifts to women.

Ros. As wit and fortune will.
Touch. Or as the destinies decree.
Cd. Well said ; that was laid on with a trowel.

Touch. Nay, if I keep not my rank, –
now thou goest from fortune's office Ros. Thou losest thy old smell.

Le Beau. You amaze me, ladies : I would have

told you of good wrestling, which you have lost the Enter TOUCHSTONE.

sight of.

Ros. Yet tell us the manner of the wrestling. CA No? When nature hath made a fair creature, Le Beau. I will tell you the beginning, and, if it na sve not by fortune fall into the fire? — Though please your ladyships, you may see the end ; for the patute kate şiven us wit to flout at fortune, hath not best is yet to do ; and here, where you are, they are

coming to perform it. Rose Indeed, there is fortune too hard for nature; Cel. Well, - the beginning, that is dead and

Le Beau. There comes an old man, and his Cd. Peradventure, this is not fortune's work nei-three sons,

Cel. I could match this beginning, with an old entral for our whetstone for always the dulness Le Beau. Three proper young men, of excellent of the foal is the whetstone of his wits. - How now, growth and presence;

Ros. With bills on their necks, — Be it known

Le Beau. The eldest of the three wrestled with
made the messenger?

Charles, the duke's wrestler; which Charles in a
moment threw him, and broke three of his ribs,

that there is little hope of life in him: so he served Haus

, Where learned you that oath, fool ? the second, and so the third : Yonder they lie; the Tuck

. Of a certain knight, that swore by his poor old man, their father, making such pitiful dole easter they were good pancakes, and swore by his over them, that all the beholders take his part with

were naught, and the mustard was Ros. Alas!
, and yet was not the knight forsworn. Touch. But what is the sport, monsieur, that the
prove you that, in the great heap of ladies have lost ?

Le Beau. Why, this that I speak of.
Batu As, marry; now unmuzzle your wisdom. Touch. Thus men may grow wiser every day! it
Touch. Stand you both forth now: stroke your is the first time that ever I heard, breaking of ribs

was sport for ladies.
beards, if we had them, thou art. Cel. Or I, I promise thee.
. By my knavery, if I had it, then I were:

longs but if you swear by teat that is not, you are not for musick in his sides? is there yet another dotes upon per un no tnore was this knight, swearing

by his rib-breaking? - Shall we see this wrestling, cousin?

Le Beau. You must, if you stay here : for here before ever he saw those pancakes or is the place appointed for the wrestling, and they are

ready to perform it.


of nature's wit.

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Cd. Were


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Cd. How your knowledge ?

Cl. By


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Cel. Yönder, sure, they are coming : Let us now Cel. I would I were invisible, to catch the strong stay and see it.

fellow by the leg. [CHARLES and ORLANDO wrestle.

Ros. O excellent young man ! Flourish. Enter Duke FREDERICK, Lords, Or

Cel. If I had a thunderbolt in mine eye, I can LANDO, CHARLES, and Attendants.

tell who should down. (CHARLES is thrown. Shout. Duke F. Come on; since the youth will not be Duke F. No more, no more. entreated, his own peril on his forwardness.

Ort. Yes, I beseech your grace; I am not yet Ros. Is yonder the man ?

well breathed. Le Beau. Even he, madam.

Duke F. How dost thou, Charles ? Cel. Alas, he is too young: yet he looks suc Le Beau. He cannot speak, my lord. cessfully.

Duke F. Bear him away. (CHARLES is borne out) Dukë F. How now, daughter, and cousin ? are What is thy name, young man? you crept hither to see the wrestling ?

Orl. Orlando, my liege; the youngest son of sir Ros. Ay, my liege : so please you give us Rowland de Bois. leave.

Duke F. I would, thou hadst been son to some Duke F. You will take little delight in it, I can

man else. tell you, there is such odds in the men : In pity of The world esteem'd thy father honourable, the challenger's youth, I would fain dissuade him, But I did find him still mine enemy: but he will not be entreated : Speak to him, ladies ; Thou shouldst have better pleas'd me with this see if you can move him

deed, Cel. Call him hither, good Monsieur Le Beau. Hadst thou descended from another house. Duke F. Do so; I'll not be by.

But fare thee well; thou art a gallant youth ;

(Duke F. goes apart. I would, thou hadst told me of another father. Le Beau. Monsieur the challenger, the princesses [Ereunt Duke Fred. Train, and LE BEAU.

Cel. Were I my father, coz, would I do this? Orl. Í attend them, with all respect and duty. Orl. I am more proud to be sir Rowland's son,

Ros. Young man, have you challenged Charles His youngest son ; - and would not change that the wrestler?

calling, Orl. No, fair princess; he is the general chal- To be adopted heir to Frederick. lenger : I come but in, as others do, to try with him Ros. My father lov'd sir Rowland as his soul, the strength of my youth.

And all the world was of my father's mind : Cel. Young gentleman, your spirits are too bold Had I before known this young man his son, for your years : You have seen cruel proof of this I should have given him tears unto entreaties, man's strength: if you saw yourself with your eyes, Ere he should thus have ventur'd. or knew yourself with your judgment, the fear of Cel.

Gentle cousin, your adventure would counsel you to a more equal | Let us go thank him, and encourage him: enterprise. · We pray you, for your own sake, to My father's rough and envious disposition embrace your own safety, and give over this at Sticks me at heart. — Sir, you have well deservd: tempt.

If you do keep your promises in love, Ros. Do, young sir ; your reputation shall not But justly, as you have exceeded promise, therefore be misprised : we will make it our suit to Your mistress shall be happy. the duke, that the wrestling might not go forward. Ros.

Gentleman, Orl. I beseech you, punish me not with your

(Giving him a chain from her neck. hard thoughts: wherein I confess me much guilty, Wear this for me; one out of suits with fortune; to deny so fair and excellent ladies any thing. But That could give 'more, but that her hand lacks let your fair eyes, and gentle wishes, go with me to my trial : wherein if I be foiled, there is but one Shall we go, coz? shamed that was never gracious ; if killed, but one Cel.

Ay: - Fare you well, fair gentleman. dead that is willing to be so: I shall do my friends Orl. Can I not say, I thank you? My better no wrong, for I have none to lament me: the world

parts no injury, for in it I have nothing ; only in the Are all thrown aown; and that which here stands up, world'I fill up a place, which may be better supplied Is but a quintain, a mere lifeless block. when I have made it empty.

Ros. He calls us back: My pride fell with my Ros. The little strength that I have, I would it

fortunes : were with you.

I'll ask him what he would : – Did you call, sir? Cel. And mine to eke out her's.

Sir, you have wrestled well, and overthrown Ros. Fare you well. Pray heaven, I be deceived | More than your enemies. in you !


Will you go, coz? Cel. Your heart's desires be with you.

Ros. Have with you :

Fare you well. Cha. Come, where is this young gallant, that is

[Ereunt Rosalind and Celia, so desirous to lie with his mother earth?

Orl. What passion hangs these weights upon my Orl. Ready, sir ; but his will hath in it a more

tongue ? modest working

I cannot speak to her, yet she urg'd conference. Duke F. You shall try but one fall. Cha. No, I warrant your grace; you shall not

Re-enter Le Beau. entreat him to a second, that have so mightily per


Orlando! thou art overthrown : suaded lim from a first.

Or Charles, or something weaker, masters thee. Orl. You mean to mock me after; you should Le Beau. Good sir, I do in friendship counse not have mocked me before: but come your ways.

you Ros. Now, Hercules be thy speed, young man ! To leave this place : Albeit you have desery'd


Ag commendation, true applause, and love;

Enter Duke FREDERICK, with Lords. le sach is now the duke's condition, That be misconstrues all that you have done. Duke F. Mistress, despatch you with your safest Te duke is humorous; what he is, indeed,

haste, Ware suits you to conceive, than me to speak of. And get you from our court. Orl. I thank you, sir : and, pray you, tell me this; Ros.

Me, uncle ? 1 Thich of the two was daughter of the duke


You, cousin : That here was at the wrestling?

Within these ten days if that thou be'st found Le Beau. Neither his daughter, if we judge by So near our publick court as twenty miles, manners;

Thou diest for it. But yet, indeed, the shorter is his daughter :


I do beseech your grace, The other is daughter to the banish'd duke,

Let me the knowledge of my fault bear with me : And here detain'd by her usurping uncle,

If with myself I hold intelligence, To keep his daughter company ; whose loves Or have acquaintance with mine own desires; Ar dearer than the natural bond of sisters.

If that I do not dream, or be not frantick, But I can tell you, that of late this duke

(As I do trust I am not,) then, dear uncle, Hath ta'en displeasure 'gainst his gentle niece; Never so much as in a thought unborn, Grounded upon no other argument,

Did I offend your highness. But that the people praise her for her virtues,


Thus do all traitors; And pity ber for her good father's sake ;

If their purgation did consist in words, And, on my life, his malice 'gainst the lady They are as innocent as grace itself: Will suddenly break forth. — Sir, fare you well! Let it suffice thee, that I trust thee not. Hereafter, in a better world than this,

Ros. Yet your mistrust cannot make me a traitor : I shall desire more love and knowledge of you. Tell me, whereon the likelihood depends. 0H. I rest much bounden to you : fare you well! Duke F. Thou art thy father's daughter, there's

(Erit LE BEAU.

enough. This must I from the smoke into the smother; Ros. So was I, when your highness took his Fram tyrant duke, unto a tyrant brother :

dukedom ; But beavenly Rosalind !

[Erit. So was I, when your highness banish'd him :

Treason is not inherited, my lord :
SCENE III. - A Room in the Palace. Or, if we did derive it from our friends,

What's that to me? my father was no traitor :
Enter Celia and RosaLIND.

Then, good, my liege, mistake me not so much, Cel Why, cousin ; why, Rosalind; - Cupid have To think my poverty is treacherous. Not a word ?

Cel. Dear sovereign, hear me speak. Res. Not one to throw at a dog.

Duke F. Ay, Celia ; we stay'd her for your sake. Cd. No, they words are too precious to be cast Else had she with her father rang'd along. 35 upon curs, throw some of them at me; come, Cel. I did not then entreat to have her stay, isme me with reasons.

It was your pleasure, and your own remorse ; Res. Then there were two cousins laid up; when I was too young that time to value her, the the should be lamed with reasons, and the other | But now I know her ; if she be a traitor, and without any.

Why so am I: we still have slept together, Col. But is all this for your


Rose at an instant, learn'd, play'd, eat together; Rub. No some of it for my child's father : 0, how And wheresoe'er we went, like Juno's swans, full of briars is this working-day world!

Still we went coupled, and inseparable. Cell

. They are but burs, cousin, thrown upon Duke F. She is too subtle for thee; and her thee in holiday foolery; if we walk not in the trod

smoothness, tea paths, our very petticoats will catch them, Her very silence, and her patience, Ras

. I could shake them off my coat ; these burs Speak to the people, and they pity her. are in ny heart.

Thou art a fool : she robs thee of thy name; Cd. Hem them away.

And thou wilt show more bright, and seem more Ras. I would try; if I could cry hem, and have him.

virtuous, Cele Come, come, wrestle with thy affections. When she is gone : then open not thy lips ; Kat. O, they take the part of a better wrestler Firm and irrevocable is my doom

Which I have pass'd upon her ; she is banish'd. Cd. 0, a good wish upon you! you will try in Cel. Pronounce that sentence then on me, my time, in despite of a fall. — But, turning these jests

liege; est o srice, let us talk in good earnest : Is it pos- I cannot live out of her company. sble, cu such a sudden, you should fall into so strong Duke F. You are a fool : - You, niece, provide a liting with old sir Rowland's youngest son?

yourself; ka. The duke my father lov'd his father dearly. If you out-stay the time, upon mine honour, Cd. Doth it therefore ensue, that you should And in the greatness of my word, you die. lurte bis son, dearly? By this kind of chase, I should

[Exeunt Duke FREDERICK and Lords. bate kám, for my father' hated his father dearly ; yet Cel. O my poor Rosalind : whither wilt thou go? I hate not Orlando.

Wilt thou change fathers? I will give thee mine. RaNo 'faith, hate him not, for my sake. I charge thee, be not thou more griev'd than I am. Cd. Why should I not? doth he not deserve well? Ros. I have more cause. Rus. Let me love him for that; and do you love Cel.

Thou hast not, cousin ; hm, because I do :— Look, here comes the duke. Pr’ythee, be cheerful: know'st thou not, the duke Cel. With his eyes full of anger.

Hath banish'd me his daughter ?

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