Cel. Something that hath a reference to my state; No longer Celia, but Aliena. Ros. But, cousin, what if we assay'd to steal Cel. He'll go along o'er the wide world with me; To hide us from pursuit that will be made 130 [Exeunt. ACT II. SCENE I. The Forest of Arden. Enter DUKE senior, AMIENS, and two or three Lords, Duke S. Now, my co-mates and brothers in exile, Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous, Wears yet a precious jewel in his head; And this our life exempt from public haunt Finds tongues in trees, books in the running brooks, I would not change it. Ami. Happy is your grace, That can translate the stubbornness of fortune Duke S. Come, shall we go and kill us venison ? Should in their own confines with forked heads Have their round haunches gored. First Lord. Indeed, my Lord, The melancholy Jaques grieves at that, Under an oak, whose antique root peeps out Stood on the extremest verge of the swift brook, Duke S. But what said Jaques ? Did he not moralize this spectacle? First Lord. O, yes, into a thousand similes. First, for his weeping into the needless stream; As worldlings do, giving thy sum of more To that which had too much': then, being there alone, Left and abandon'd of his velvet friends, 20 30 40 50 "'Tis right,' quoth he; 'thus misery doth part The flux of company': anon a careless herd, Full of the pasture, jumps along by him And never stays to greet him; 'Ay,' quoth Jaques, 60 Duke S. And did you leave him in this contemplation? Sec. Lord. We did, my lord, weeping and commenting Upon the sobbing deer. Duke S. Show me the place: I love to cope him in these sullen fits, First Lord. I'll bring you to him straight. [Exeunt. Duke F. SCENE II. A room in the palace. Enter DUKE FREDERICK, with Lords. Can it be possible that no man saw them? It cannot be some villains of my court Are of consent and sufferance in this. First Lord. I cannot hear of any that did see her. The ladies, her attendants of her chamber, Saw her a-bed, and in the morning early They found the bed untreasured of their mistress. Sec. Lord. My lord, the roynish clown, at whom so oft Your grace was wont to laugh, is also missing. Hisperia, the princess' gentlewoman, Your daughter and her cousin much commend That did but lately foil the sinewy Charles; And she believes, wherever they are gone, That youth is surely in their company. Duke F. Send to his brother; fetch that gallant hither; If he be absent, bring his brother to me; I'll make him find him: do this suddenly, And let not search and inquisition quail To bring again these foolish runaways. SCENE III. Before OLIVER's house. Enter ORLANDO and ADAM, meeting. Orl. Who's there? 20 [Exeunt. Adam. What, my young master? O my gentle master! O my sweet master! O you memory Of old Sir Rowland! why, what make you here? No more do yours: your virtues, gentle master, O, what a world is this, when what is comely Orl. Why, what's the matter? Adam. O unhappy youth! Come not within these doors; within this roof Your brother-no, no brother; yet the son- Of him I was about to call his father Hath heard your praises, and this night he means And you within it if he fail of that, 20 I overheard him and his practices. This is no place; this house is but a butchery : Abhor it, fear it, do not enter it. Orl. Why, whither, Adam, wouldst thou have me go? Adam. No matter whither, so you come not here. 30 Orl. What, wouldst thou have me go and beg my food? Or with a base and boisterous sword enforce A thievish living on the common road? This I must do, or know not what to do: I rather will subject me to the malice Of a diverted blood and bloody brother. Adam. But do not so. I have five hundred crowns, In all your business and necessities. Orl. O good old man, how well in thee appears Thou art not for the fashion of these times, 40 50 Co |