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Oli. Charles, I thank thee for thy love to me, which thou shalt find, I will mot kindly requite. I had myself notice of my brother's purpose herein, and have by under-hand means laboured to diffuade him from it; but he is resolute. I tell thee, Charles, he is the stubbornest young fellow of France ; full of ambition, an envious emulator of every man's good parts, a secret and villanous contriver again't me his natural brother ; therefore use thy discretion ; I had as lief thou didnt break his neck, as his finger. And thou wert best look to't; for if thou dost him any flight disgrace, or if he do not mightily grace himself on thee, he will practise against thee by poison ; entrap thee by some treacherous de vice ; and never leave ihee, 'till he hath ta'en thy life by fome indirect means or other; for ) affure thee, (and, almoit with tears I speak it) there is not one so young and fo villanous this day living. I speak but brotherly of him ; but should I anatomize him to thce as he is, : 1. muft blush and weep, and thou must look pale and wonder.
Chai I am heartily glad, I came hither to you : if he come to-morrow, I'll give him his payment; if ever he . go alone again, I'll never wrestle for prize more; and so, God keep your worship.
[Exit. Oli. . Farewel, good Charles. Now will I ftir this, gamester : I hope, I shall see an end of him; for my foul, yet I know not why, hates nothing more than he. Yet he's gentlé ; never schoold, and yet learned ; full of noble device, of all sorts enchantingly beloved ; and, indeed, so much in the heart of the world, and especially of my own people who best know him, that I altogether misprised. But it shall not be fo, long ; this, wrestler shall clear all ; nothing remains, but that I kindle the boy thither, which now I'll -go about.
SCENE changes to an open Walk, before the
Enter Rosalind and Celia.
Rof. Dear Celia, I how more mirth than I am millrels of; and would you yet I were merrier ? unless you could teach me to forget a banilh'd father, you must not learn me how to remember any extraordinary pleasure.
Cel. Herein, I see, thou lov'it me not with the full weight that I love thee. If my uncle, thy banished father, had banished thy uncle the Duke, my father, lo thon hadit been till with me, I could have taught my love to take thy father for mine ; fo wouldt ihou, if the truth of thy love to me were so righteously temper’d, as mine is to thee.
Rof. Well, I will forget the condition of my estate, to rejoice in yours.
Cel. You know, my father hath no child but I, nor none is like to have ; and, truly, when he dies, thou fhalt be his heir ; for what he hath taken away from thy father perforce, I will render thee again in affection ; by mine honour, I will; and when I break that oath, let me turn monster : therefore, my sweet Rose, my dear Rose, be merry
Rof. From henceforth I will, coz, and devise sports ; let me fee, what think you of falling in love ?
Cel. Marry, I pr'yihee, do, to make sport withal ; but love no man in good earnest, nor no further in sport neither, than with fafety of a pure blush thoa may'it in honour come off again.
Rof. What shall be our sport then?
Cel. Let us fit and mock the good housewife Fortune from her wheel, that her gifts may henceforth be bestowed equally.
Rob. I would, we could do so ; for her benefits are mightily misplaced, and the bountiful blind woman doch molt mistake in her gifts to women.
Cel. 'Tis true; for those, that she makes fair, she scarce makes honeft; and those, that the makes honest, she makes very ill-favoured,
Rof. Nay, now thou goeft from fortune's office to nature's; fortune reigns in gifts of the world, not in the lineaments of nature.
Enter Touchstone, a Clown, Cel. No! when nature hach made a fair creature, may she no! by fortune fall into the fire ? thro' nature hath given us wit to flout at fortune, hath not fortune sent in this fool to cut off this argument?
Ros. Indeed, there is fortúne too hard for nature ; when fortone makes nature's Natural the cutter off of nature's Wit.
Cel. Peradventure, this is not fortune's work, neither, but nature's; who, perceiving our natural wits too dull to reason of such Goddesses, hath sent this Natural for our whetfone: for always the dulness of the fool is the whetstone of the wits. How now, Wit, whither wan.. der you?
Clo. Mitress, you must come away to your father.
Clo. No, by mine honour; but I was bid to come for you.
Ref. Where learned you, that oath, fool?
Clo. Of à certain Knight, that swore by his honour they were good pancakes, and swore by his honour the mustard was naught: Now I'll stand to it, the pancakes were naught, and the mustard was good, and yet was not the Knight forfworn.
Cel. How prove you that in the great heap of your knowledge ?
Rof. Ay, inarry; now unmuzzle your wisdom.
Clo. Stand you both forth now; stroke your chins, and swear by your beards that I am a knave.
Cel. By our beards, if we had them, thou art.
Clo. By my knavery, if I had it, then I were ; but if you swear by that that is not, you are not forsworn; no more was this knight swearing by his ho-'
nour, for he never had any; or if he had, he had fworn it away, before ever he saw those pancakes or that mustard,
Cel. Pr’ythee, who is that thou mean'ft?'
Cel. My father's love is enough to honour him enough; speak no more of him, you'll be whipt for taxation one of these days.
• Clo. The more pity, that fools may not speak wisely what wife men do foolithly.
Cel. By my troth, thou fay'it true; for fince the little wit that fools have was filenced, the little foolery that wife men have makes a great Show: here comes Monsieur Le Beu.
Enter Le Beu.
Cel. Which he will put on us, as pigeons feed their young
Rot. Then shall we be news-cram'd.
Cel. All the better, we shall be the more marketable. Bon jeur, Monsieur le Beu ; what-news?
Le Beu. Fair Princess, you have loft much good Sport.
Cel. Sport; of what colour?
Le Beu. What colour, Madam? how shall I answer you?
Rof: As wit and fortune will.
(1) Clo. Ore, that old Frederick your Fatber loves.
Řos. My Farber's Love is enough to bonour bim enough; This Reply to the Clown is in all the Books placed to Rofalind; but Frederick was not her Father, but Celia's : I have therefore ventured to prefix the Name of Celia. There is no Countenance from any Paf. lage in the Play, or from the Dramatis Persona, to imagine, that Both the Brother-Dukes were Namesakes; and one called the Old, and the other the Younger Frederick; and, without some fuch Authority, it would make Confusion to suppose it,
Clo. Nay, if I keep not my rank,
Le Beu. You amaze me, ladies ; I would have told you of good wrestling, which you have lost the fight of
Ros. Yet tell us the manner of the wrestling.
Lé Beu. I will tell you the beginning, and, if it please your Ladyships, you may see the end, for the best is yet to do; and here where you are, they are coming to perform it..
Cel. Well, the beginning that is dead and buried.
Le Beu. There comes an old man and his three fons,
Cel. I could match this beginning with an old tale.
Le Beu. Three proper young men, of excellent growth and presence ;
Rof. With bills on their necks: Be it known. unto all men by these presents,
Le Beu. The eldest of the three wrestled with Charles the Duke's wreitler ; which Charles in a moment threw him, and broke three of his ribs, that there is little hope of life in him: so he serv'd the second, and so the third ; yonder they lie, the poor old man their father making fuch pitiful dole over tbem, that all the beholders take his part with weeping.
Clo. But what is the sport, Monsieur, that the ladies have loft ?
Le Beu. Why this, that I speak of.
Clo. Thus men may grow wiser every day! It is the first time that ever I heard breaking of ribs was sport for ladies.
Cel. Or I, I promise thee.
(2) Is there any else longs to see this broken Mufick in bis Sides ?] This seems a stupid Error in the Copies. They are talking here of some who had their Ribs broke in Wrestling: and the Pleasantry of Rosalind's Repartee must confist in the Allufion fhe makes to come posing in Mufick. It necessarily follow's therefore, that the Poet wrote -set this broken Mufick in bis Sides.