To show the letter that I writ to you. Ros. I care not, if I have: it is my study, PHE. Good fhepherd, tell this youth what 'tis to love. PHE. And I for Ganymede. ORL. And I for Rofalind. Ros. And I for no woman. SIL. It is to be all made of faith and service ;. And fo am I for Phebe. PHE. And I for Ganymede. ORL. And I for Rofalind. Ros. And I for no woman. SIL. It is to be all made of fantasy, All made of paffion, and all made of wishes ; All humbleness, all patience, and impatience, PHE. And fo am I for Ganymede. PHE. If this be fo, why blame you me to love you? SIL. If this be fo, why blame you me to love you? ORL. If this be fo, why blame you me to love you? Ros. Who do you speak to, why blame you me to love you? ORL. To her, that is not here, nor doth not hear. Ros. Pray you, no more of this; 'tis like the howling of Irish wolves against the moon. I will help you, [To SILVIUS] if I can :—I would love you, [To PHEbe] if I could.—To-morrow meet me all together.—I will marry you, [To PHEBE] if ever I marry woman, and I'll be married to-morrow :-I will satisfy you, [To ORLANDO] if ever I fatisfy'd man, and you shall be married to-morrow:-I will content you, [To SILVIUS] if what pleases you contents you, and you fhall be married to-morrow. -As you [TO ORLANDO] love Rofalind, meet;—as you [TO SILVIUS] love Phebe, meet ;-And as I love no woman, I'll meet.-So, fare you well; I have left mands. SIL. I'll not fail, if I live. you com PHE. Nor I. ORL. Nor I. SCENE III. The fame. Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY. [Exeunt. TOUCH, To-morrow is the joyful day, Audrey; to-morrow will we be married. AUD. I do defire it with all my heart and I hope it is no dishonest defire, to defire to be a woman of the world. Here come two of the banish'd duke's pages. Enter two PAGES. 1 PAGE. Well met, honeft gentleman. TOUCH. By mytroth, well met: Come, fit, fit, and a fong. 2 PAGE. We are for you: fit i'the middle. 1 PAGE. Shall we clap into't roundly, without hawking, or fpitting, or faying we are hoarfe; which are the only prologues to a bad voice? 2 PAGE. I'faith, i'faith; and both in a tune, like two gypfies on a horse. SONG. I. It was a lover and his lafs, With a hey, and a ho, and a bey nonino, In the fpring time, the only pretty rank time, II. Between the acres of the rye, With a hey, and a bo, and a hey nonino, These pretty country folks would lie, III. This carol they began that hour, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino, How that a life was but a flower In fpring time, &c. IV. And therefore take the present time, With a hey, and a ho, and a hey nonino; For love is crowned with the prime In fpring time, &c. TOUCH. Truly, young gentlemen, though there was no great matter in the ditty, yet the note was very untuneable. 1 PAGE. You are deceiv'd, fir; we kept time, we lost not our time. TOUCH. By my troth, yes; I count it but time loft to hear such a foolish fong. God be with you; and God mend your voices!-Come, Audrey. SCENE IV. Another part of the Foreft. [Exeunt. Enter DUKE fenior, AMIENS, JAQUES, ORLANDO, OLIVER, and CELIA. DUKE S. Doft thou believe, Orlando, that the boy Can do all this that he hath promifed? ORL. I fometimes do believe, and fometimes do not; As those that fear they hope, and know they fear. Enter ROSALIND, SILVIUS, and PHEBE. Ros. Patience once more, whiles our compact is urg'd:— You fay, if I bring in your Rosalind, [To the DUKE. You will bestow her on Orlando here? DUKE S. That would I, had I kingdoms to give with Ros. And you fay, you will have her, when I bring her? [her. [TO ORLANDO. ORL. That would I, were I of all kingdoms king. Ros. You fay, you'll marry me, if I be willing. [TO PHEBE. PHE. That will I, fhould I die the hour after. Ros. But, if you do refuse to marry me, You'll give yourself to this most faithful shepherd? PHE. So is the bargain. Ros. You fay, that you'll have Phebe, if fhe will? [TO SILVIUS. SIL. Though to have her and death were both one thing. Ros. I have promis'd to make all this matter even. Keep you your word, O duke, to give your daughter;— You yours, Orlando, to receive his daughter :Keep your word, Phebe, that you'll marry me ; Or else, refusing me, to wed this fhepherd :Keep your word, Silvius, that you'll marry her, If the refuse me:-and from hence I go, To make thefe doubts all even. [Exeunt ROSALIND and CELIA, DUKE S. I do remember in this fhepherd-boy Some lively touches of my daughter's favour. ORL. My lord, the first time that I ever faw him, Enter TOUCHSTONE and AUDREY. 42. There is, fure, another flood toward, and these couples are coming to the ark! Here comes a pair of very strange beasts, which in all tongues are call'd fools. TOUCH. Salutation and greeting to you all! F42. Good my lord, bid him welcome: This is the motely-minded gentleman, that I have fo often met in the foreft: he hath been a courtier, he fwears. TOUCH. If any man doubt that, let him put me to my purgation. I have trod a meafure; I have flatter'd a lady; I have been politick with my friend, fmooth with mine enemy; I have undone three tailors; I have had four quarrels, and like to have fought one. F42. And how was that ta'en up? TOUCH. 'Faith, we met, and found the quarrel was upon the seventh cause. F42. How seventh cause ?-Good my lord, like this fellow. DUKE S. I like him very well. TOUCH. God'ild you, fir; I defire you of the like. I prefs in here, fir, amongst the rest of the country copulatives, to fwear, and to forfwear; according as marriage binds, and blood breaks :-A poor virgin, fir, an ill-favour'd thing, fir, but mine own; a poor humour of mine, fir, to take that that no man elfe will: Rich ho |